When the soldiers came to report that the Marquis''s daughter, Miss bazaar, had come to the camp, sir Volta vibler thought that the soldiers had mistaken someone.
But when he walked out of the camp and saw bazaar Bilson standing in the middle of the camp, dressed in a silver white dress and covered in a luxurious red cloak, his head hurt unconsciously.
He sped forward, surrounded by soldiers standing and watching.
"Miss bazaar, you shouldn''t have come here. You should return to the castle at once!" said Sir Volta vibler in a commanding tone. By the way, let your knights drive away those guys who stop to peep and look disrespectful.
Bazaar is so beautiful, especially in this camp full of men and depression. When she travels in full dress, she is like a noble princess who comes to the refugee camp.
In the face of the family vassal, Basha somewhat restrained her temper. She looked around, frowned and said, "Lord Volta, you are really messy here. It looks like an improperly managed warehouse."
"Miss, this is war," Sir vibler explained and urged again, "Basha, you are not fit to come here now. It''s dangerous here. Go back to the castle at once."
Then he looked at the Castle Knights escorting bazaar: "you want to be punished by the Marquis! Who asked you to bring the young lady here! What does war mean, you..."
"I ordered them to escort me!" Bertha interrupted him. "Why, is Lord Volta going to punish me?"
"Basha, you don''t understand!" Volta said with a headache. "The wild people''s army has gathered outside the valley. Maybe it will attack at the next moment. There will be chaos and danger at any time! If you want to visit the fortress wall, you''d better come back at another time!"
Basha frowned and said discontentedly, "you think I''m here to play. I have something important to see my father. Where is he now?"
"What''s important? Can you tell me first? Your father is on the front line. If the situation is special, I can send a message for you."
"Don''t you believe me!" the other party''s tone was like coaxing children, which made bazaar very dissatisfied. "I have to tell my father about it myself. I can''t let others send messages. I''m going to see him now!"
"Bazaar, good girl, it''s at war now! The wild people may attack at any time! It''s very dangerous for you to stay here!" Sir vibler was very angry for a while.
"I know there is a war, but it hasn''t started yet!" bazaar became more and more dissatisfied. "My business is very important, which can directly affect the outcome of this war, so I must see my father! Do you want to stop me? If the war is defeated or won miserably because of your obstruction, can you bear such responsibility!"
"This..." Sir vibler hesitated. "Basha, can''t you tell me something? Even I can''t know?"
"No!" she said firmly, "I can only tell my father about it, and no one else can!"
Looking at the stubborn little face in front of him, sir Volta vibler thought with a headache.
Based on his understanding of bazaar, he didn''t think she would have information that could affect the war situation, but he was not sure - what if, where did bazaar really get important information?
The Jazz''s hesitation annoyed bazaar. She was dissatisfied and said, "Lord Volta, you should be brave and decisive in leading troops. If you are so hesitant, don''t you worry about missing the fighter!"
Looking at bazaar, sir vibler asked again, "bazaar, this is not fun. Do you really have an important thing that can affect the war situation? You must answer me truthfully."
Looking at him, bazaar nodded discontentedly and definitely.
She has no doubt that her marriage can not only affect the war at the moment, but also a major event that all nobles in the kingdom should take seriously!
"All right!" Sir vibler nodded. "I''ll escort you myself."
Seeing that the goal was achieved, bazaar nodded with satisfaction.
After some explanation, sir vibler asked someone to bring a gentle mare and led bazaar to the square city gate under the escort of the knight.
Out of the gate, bazaar was greatly surprised by the scene in front of her.
"This... How did this happen here!"
It''s not that she hasn''t been to the fortress. On the contrary, because she has too much boring time, she has climbed the wall of the fortress more than once. Once, under the escort of the knight, she went to the grassland. Therefore, she is no stranger to Stonehenge.
But now, the valley, which was wide and flat enough for several carriages to run parallel, is filled with rows of high-rise wooden stakes like walls, and the path left out is only for an adult horse to pass.
Seeing bazaar, sir vibler explained, "this is a new fortification, which can effectively slow down the attack of the wild people. Miss bazaar, let''s go."
"OK... OK."
Basha clutched the reins in her hand, kicked the horse''s belly with her feet, followed Sir vibler into the narrow path.
As soon as she entered the path, bazaar felt as if she were in a thorny jungle. The originally bright and open world suddenly became dark and narrow. People seemed to have shrunk a lot, and a feeling of suffocation and depression filled her heart.
As the team moved forward, bazaar slowly adapted to some, and the road in front of her seemed not as narrow as expected.
She looked from side to side. Rows of high-rise wooden pile walls were like orderly spaced wooden fences. In the middle of the narrow open space, there were many newly built anti horses. On the sharpened wooden piles, solidified resin could be seen.
In addition to resisting horses, the open space between the wooden stakes is also full of stones, which are obviously rough cut, and the smallest is bigger than a person''s head, even as high as the horse under her crotch.
As the team moved forward, bazaar subconsciously closed her lips.
Everything in front of her, whether it''s the towering wooden stakes like a city wall, or the standing horses, or the disorderly boulders, made her feel the atmosphere of the coming war.
It made her very uncomfortable.
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Out of the jungle like wooden pile array, bazaar was attracted by the huge earth pit in front before she could adapt to the suddenly open vision.
Sir vibler took the lead in getting off his horse, went to bazaar''s horse, held out his hand to her and said, "bazaar, we can''t ride in front. We need to walk through the suspension bridge."
With the help of Sir vibler, bazaar carefully turned off her horse''s back. Standing on the ground, looking at the scene like a quarry in front of her, she was speechless for a moment.
A large area of the hillside on the left and right has been excavated. The exposed limestone is straight and steep. Four riprap machines stand on both sides. In front of the road is a huge pit cutting off the valley.
"This... How did this happen here?" she said in surprise.
"It''s also part of the fortification," continued Sir vibler after a brief explanation. "Let''s go. Through the suspension bridge in front, there''s the front camp, where the Marquis is is."
Bazaar nodded, followed Sir vibler, and walked towards the drawbridge in the deep pit ahead.
But as soon as she stepped onto the suspension bridge, she suddenly swayed, which immediately frightened her to a cry, bowed and grabbed the hemp rope on one side.
"I, I''m fine," said bazaar before Sir vibler could make a sound. "Maybe I haven''t ridden for too long, and my legs suddenly numb."
Sir vibler smiled. He could see whether his legs were numb or afraid.
"If you haven''t ridden for a long time, your legs will be numb. Bazaar, grab me and we''ll pass here quickly. Just stand on the flat ground for a while."
Nodding, bazaar reached out and grabbed each other''s arm and carefully passed the suspension bridge all the way.
She never thought that it was just a war. She needed so much preparation. In the war stories she had seen in the past, she had never talked about building fortifications.
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