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When night fell, the heavy snow finally stopped.
But this does not mean that the hardest time has passed.
In fact, it’s not cold when it snows, and it’s really scary after snow.
Under the orders of the Marquis of Garcia, the Black Cavalry camped on the spot and a bonfire was lit.
If you don't eat something warm, I'm afraid this army will have non-combat attrition.
Colin went to squeeze in the camp, and shrank under the belly of the warhorse, and ignited the bonfire alone.
In fact, there is no warmer inside the camp than under the belly of a horse, and it is more comfortable to be alone.
At least, his drinking of blood will not be seen by others.
The blood is fox blood, from a hapless snow fox he had caught before.
Of course, when Colin drank the blood, he also took out a few bites of hard jerky, lest people find that he didn't eat normal food.
He was eating and drinking while thinking about what Marquis Garcia had said before.
At that time, Colin didn't understand what he meant, and the Marquis also didn't have a detailed explanation.
Colin didn't have any further questions. After all, he couldn't ask everything. That would make him a little stupid as a student.
Right, at this moment Colin has already considered himself a student of the Marquis of Garcia.
Just as he was thinking about the real intentions of Marquis Garcia, a figure leaned over.
"Would you like some wine?"
By the light of the fire, Colin could see the person coming.
It's Earl Frank Dawson.
"Of course!" Colin took the wine sac from Earl Dawson and took a big gulp.
After taking a bite, the fire seemed to burst from the throat to the stomach, and the whole person became energetic.
"Cool! Good wine!"
Earl Dawson laughed and said proudly: "Of course, our dwarf's wine can't be said to be the best in the empire, but it is definitely the most exciting! Especially suitable for drinking in this damn weather!"
Compared with the five major races in the mainstream of the world, dwarves are not a big power.
They are distributed throughout the Glorious Empire, and the total number is about one million.
Because of their weak strength, the dwarves have always tightly hugged the human race's thighs, claiming to be a vassal race of the human race.
There are even some rumors that dwarves are actually a subspecies of humans.
However, this statement has not received much recognition.
Because dwarves cannot accept the baptism of priests and become knights like humans.
Moreover, the knight is the exclusive occupation of the human race.
Although the dwarves have always claimed to believe in the Lord of Radiance in order to better integrate into the empire, it is clear that the Lord of Radiance does not bestow his glory on these dwarves.
As a result, the warrior became the only profession available to the dwarves.
This profession with limited natural potential makes it impossible for the dwarves to produce really strong ones.
Therefore, this is not a race known for its force.
However, they are good at forging and winemaking.
Especially forging, this skill makes dwarves very popular in the logistics department of the army.
However, the military merits of the logistics department are definitely not as good as the soldiers fighting on the front lines, so few dwarves can rely on military merits to become nobles.
Let alone a nobleman like the earl.
Therefore, Earl Dawson is particularly conspicuous.
And more importantly, his title was conferred by the Marquis of Garcia.
The foundation of the Marquis of Garcia is in the Black Cavalry, and his vassals are almost all senior generals in the army.
But he canonized the rank of earl under his name to a dwarf.
Moreover, this is the only earl he canonized.
This is very unusual.
The Black Cavalry is a pure cavalry army, and the height of the dwarves limits the possibility of them becoming excellent cavalry.
Moreover, according to Colin's understanding, although Earl Dawson is a warrior, his rank is not high.
Therefore, Earl Dawson's military merits obviously did not rely on force.
In the Black Cavalry, Earl Dawson seems to be the shadow of Marquis Garcia.
The Marquis of Garcia is the soul of this army and the banner on the bright side, and Earl Dawson, the steward behind the scenes, maintains the logistical support and tedious daily affairs of this army.
Although the work of Earl Dawson is mostly unknown, he can be canonized as an earl by the Marquis of Garcia as a dwarf, which shows his importance to the Black Cavalry.
Therefore, after Colin entered the Black Cavalry, apart from Marquis Garcia, the one he paid most attention to was Earl Dawson.
And because Marquis Garcia looked at Colin differently, Earl Dawson, who was the shadow of the Marquis, was also quite enthusiastic about Colin.
As a result, the two gradually became acquainted.
At this moment, Colin and Earl Dawson huddled under the horse's belly, drinking each sip while chatting.
Earl Dawson followed the Marquis of Garcia for half his life. He has experienced all kinds of big winds and waves.
But he didn't think that this time, this boy Colin would steal the limelight.
Colin directly told him all kinds of myths in the other world, and he stunned the dwarf Earl.
When Earl Dawson asked him where he saw these stories, Colin babbled that he was told to him by a passing bard in Greycastle when he was a child.
Of course, Earl Dawson couldn't verify, so he had to continue listening to Colin's flicker.
After a while, Colin's heart was bright.
"I understand now why Lord Marquis values you so much."
"En? Why?"
"Because you can blow!"
Colin laughed, of course, he knew that the other person was joking.
However, he changed his expression and asked, "Lord Earl, do you really think that Lord Marquis values me because of this?"
Seeing Colin's solemn expression, Earl Dawson knew that the other party was really asking, so he put away his joking expression and asked, "What do you think is the reason?"
Colin took a sip of wine, thought for a moment, and said:
"Either it was because of the previous battle in the rushing river, or it was because of Miss Vera. But... I don't think these two things seem to let the Lord Marquis take care of me like this, right?"
Really.
You know, the Angele family is the vassal of the Duke of St. Hilde, so Colin is simply an outsider to the Black Cavalry, a system that is completely subordinate to the Marquis of Garcia.
No matter how brilliant Colin showed himself in his previous escape, and no matter how much Miss Vera had a good impression on him, it still wouldn't let Marquis Garcia, the god of war in the north, take care of him as an outsider.
Earl Dawson nodded when he heard Colin's words, then shook his head again, and said mysteriously: "Hey. You will know later."
Colin was depressed for a while, this kind of appetizing answer was the most annoying.
Before he could continue to ask, Earl Dawson had already changed the subject: "Do you know why Lord Marquis didn't continue to follow the army of trolls in front of him?"
This is actually a question that Colin has been thinking about just now.
And there are already some thoughts, when he saw that Earl Dawson asked, he replied:
"I think the army of trolls ahead should not be our top priority."
"Then what is it?"
"Wolf cavalry!" Colin breathed out a breath of alcohol and said confidently:
"On this flat and wide ice field, only the cavalry can deal with the cavalry. Therefore, the troll wolf cavalry is the only threat to the Black Cavalry. As long as they are found and eliminated first, the remaining troll army is like lamb waiting to be slaughtered."
Earl Dawson clapped his hands and praised with a smile:
"Knight Bliss is right, you are indeed a natural fit for the battlefield."
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