River collar.


    A comfortable carriage pulled by four horses, escorted by a group of knights, drove slowly on the bumpy dirt road.


    There are about 400 people in this team. They can be divided into three waves at a glance from their clothes.


    Among them, about 200 knights wearing uniform armor and engraved with cuckoo insignia on their chest are members of the Bartley family. Most of them are energetic, indifferent under their helmets, and their communication is limited to their own people. Occasionally, they glance at other family knights with a touch of disdain and pride.


    In addition to the Knights of the Barrett family, there are more than 100 cavalry in various colors of armor. They were a group of seven or eight people, living in the middle of the team, led by more than 30 Knights of the campes family, and escorted the slow carriage in laughter and noise.


    In addition, at the end of the line, there were more than 40 serfs driving carriages. They were dressed in rags and looked dull. They staggered on the carriage, carrying all kinds of food and drinks, as well as tents for the rest of the old knights in front, and marched honestly with the team.


    This is the army led by telosi.


    It took them half a month from the meeting to the departure, and then they left campesburg. Until now, six full days have passed.


    Sufficient time did not make the team go further. In fact, they had just entered shangheling until noon today.


    The speed of marching like this is almost comparable to that of a turtle, even an ordinary merchant brigade.


    The most important reason why the team walked so slowly was that Taylor couldn''t stand the bumps on the horse''s back and had to change to a comfortable noble carriage.


    Although she never wanted to fight with a sword in person, telosi still seriously underestimated the difficulty of the war, or she overestimated herself.


    Originally, she wanted to be like a man, wearing armor and riding a horse all the way north. For this reason, she also specially practiced in the castle.


    But she, who had not ridden for a long time, could not hold on to her horse for half a day, so she had to stop the team and get off the horse to rest.


    The head that was about to crack and the feeling that her whole body was about to fall apart made her almost unstable at the moment of dismounting.


    The armor that was originally forged to set off her majesty has become a heavy burden on her. Her whole body is like an iron cage.


    Fortunately, the vassals didn''t expect her to fight on horseback, so they didn''t show much contempt for her dilemma - they just hope that after defeating Lingfeng castle, telosi can share more interests for them!


    Originally, telosi wanted to insist on riding, but at the request of a group of vassals, she had to "reluctantly" promise, let people return to the castle, transfer carriages, take off her armor and drive.


    But the carriage was not comfortable.


    In order not to be despised by the vassals and knights, the carriage bumped along the way. This is war, she reminded herself. But a day later, the bumpy and galloping of the carriage made her dizzy and vomit. Her original beautiful face was a little haggard in an instant.


    Fortunately, the feudal officials were still tolerant. They not only didn''t complain about her bad situation, but advised her to slow down the March and don''t have to rush to shangheling.


    Taylor knew that these guys must be laughing at a woman who went to war. They are eager to wait for the other two people to rush to clean up the mess after the war with the first army.


    Telosi, who guessed the minds of the vassals, couldn''t help laughing in her heart - this is the vassals of the campes family, and this is the war that libron used to boast to her.


    These guys are just a bunch of mean cowards. What chivalry, what family honor, in front of interests, one by one is like a prostitute naked for gold coins!


    In this way, the speed of the team decreased again.


    Every morning before noon, the vassals proposed to rest and wait until they had finished the food, drinks and a nap prepared by the serfs before the whole team continued to set out. Laughing and shouting all the way, without vigilance, it''s like going to a party.


    Such a loose attitude made the Knights of the Barrett family disdain to be with these vassals.


    ……


    "Ma''am." the canon sander Antos suggested to the car, "it''s getting late. We should find a place to camp. The open space under the hillside ahead is good. It''s close to the water source, and we can guard around at high places."


    The curtain of the car was raised, revealing Taylor''s slightly haggard face. She looked at the bright sky, did not refute, directly nodded to the other party and agreed to his proposal.


    After Sir Antos rode to make arrangements for the camp, tyrosy asked Sir farry dasier, who was escorting the carriage, "how long can we get to the meeting point at the present speed?"


    "Miss," replied Sir Dahir, "at our present speed, it will take at least five days to get to the meeting point. You should let them speed up, or we will run out of food before we arrive."


    For this war, the Bartley family not only provided horses and sent more than half of the family knights, but also made Sir fari Dahir the leader at the strong request of Taylor West.


    The Dahir family has served the Barrett family for generations. Sir fari Dahir has followed his father since Taylor was a girl.


    Looking at the familiar old knight in front of him, Taylor West reluctantly said, "what can we do? That''s the case. You know, war is not what women are good at. Eric is now..."


    At the thought of her son, a trace of grief appeared on her face. She wanted to talk to someone, but the old knight in front of her was not a candidate, and this was not a good time to talk.


    She restrained her emotions and sighed, "let them go. It''s no bad. There''s only such a man in the campers family. When it''s over, I don''t have to worry about these things."


    Sir Dahir is not powerful. He has a bull like neck and shoulders, a strong upper body and ordinary facial features like a farmer. If it weren''t for the sparse hair on his head, no one would think he was over half a hundred years old.


    Taylor West''s experience and situation made the old knight feel distressed. Indeed, war should not be a woman''s business.


    "Don''t be too sad." the old knight comforted slightly clumsily. "This war is not too difficult. We have a good chance of winning. You just need to restrain these vassals a little, and we''ll come back safely in a short time."


    Sir Dahir could not think of any beautiful words of comfort. He knows everything about their brother and sister. According to the Marquis''s order, he also specially went to see Eric''s child. He was locked in the house and didn''t look like a normal person at all.


    Thinking of Eric, sir Dahir suddenly said, "when the war is over, you may be able to pick up Miss Eliza. She is much taller now, has the appearance of a big girl, and misses you very much."


    Thinking of her daughter, telosi finally showed a smile on her tired face and looked at the old knight and nodded.


    ……