Black Iron Crown

The nobles said in unison, but there seemed to be some other emotions in it.

Reiner looked at the nobles with different expressions, and he probably understood something in his heart. Although they were only small nobles with limited vision and knowledge, they also had their own wisdom. There is a way to survive, otherwise, how can a family maintain a rule in an area for decades, centuries, or even hundreds of years?

They are not fools, it's just that their vision has been limited by the manifestation of the times. Although their answers are firm, it is clear that there is no unified answer to who is in the leading position.

This is normal. Whoever said that you, Reiner, held this banquet, and you will be the leader. You, Reiner, are at the northernmost point of the northern border. If Earl Zhebo goes north, he will be the first to be harmed. It's not you, who knows if you will give up a certain lord's territory for some reason.

You have nothing to lose, but the lord who has been abandoned is in great trouble. The territory will inevitably be looted. No one wants to do this. Everyone hopes that they or someone who can guarantee their own interests will become the leader of this alliance. .

Seeing that they had their own thoughts, Reiner didn't continue to say more, he understood the concerns in these people's hearts.

Laughing loudly, interrupting the awkward atmosphere at the table, he said: "Since everyone's attitude is unified, then there is nothing to say! I suggest that we have a toast first, for the sake of our great Confederate cheers!"

The other nobles also picked up the wine glasses in front of them on this step and drank them all in one gulp. Reiner casually found some other topics to ease the awkward atmosphere before, and everyone began to drink and eat meat again.

The banquet went very well. The melodious Redkaqin was played in the banquet hall until midnight, and the sound of the nobles drinking together was mixed with the arrogance of eating meat until almost dawn.

The drunken nobles and their knights were supported by the servants and returned to the room to rest.

Reiner was also a little dizzy after drinking with them, and returned to the room, under the service of two little maids, undressed and lay on the bed, quietly looking up at the ceiling by the dim oil lamp in the room.

He already had some ideas. The military parade was definitely a good choice. Showing off his muscles in front of these people would at least give them a clear understanding of their own strength.

Reiner knew that these people knew that he had already annexed four baronies, and he was the largest nobleman in the northern territory except Earl Zhebo.

In addition, they all knew about their rich financial status through yesterday's banquet, but obviously, they would not have a clear understanding of their own strength until they saw their powerful army with their own eyes .

Turning over, Reiner closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep. He decided to hold a military parade tomorrow and show off his muscles in front of them.

Of course, Leiner knew that just showing off his muscles might not be able to dispel their worries and obey Leiner's command, and maybe he needed some slippers.

The next morning, Reiner woke up very early, and got up from the bed at eight o'clock under the service of the maid. He probably only slept for about six hours, but he didn't feel too sleepy.

At this time, those lords who were drunk last night were still sleeping soundly in their respective rooms, and found Leyland. As the infantry commander under Reiner's command, he has a lot of power.

In addition to Leyland, there are Sir Valas, Sir Cord, and the commander of the experienced cavalry archers, Centurion Zarhan.

These four people stood respectfully in front of Leiner, waiting for him to give an order.

"Sir Leyland, what is the combat effectiveness of the fifty crossbowmen under your new plan? Can you command them well?" Reiner didn't express his thoughts immediately,

Instead, it began to explore the combat capabilities of new arms.

"Very good!" Sir Leyland said, "I am amazed by their fighting power. In fact, I have never seen such elite crossbowmen. They are even stronger than the kingdom's sniper crossbowmen. I don't know any Any long-range arms can cooperate seamlessly with our sergeants!"

Hearing Sir Leyland's words of admiration, Reiner nodded in satisfaction. The fighting power of the Winter Crossbowman did not disappoint him, and such a result was within his expectation.

"So, what is the combat effectiveness of the Golden Lion Guard?"

"Your Baron, you should have seen them before. Their height, which is a head taller than sergeants, should have already explained everything. They have heavy armor with strength and strong defense second only to Griffin Knights. Unbelievably strong soldiers, indeed, even the royal guards of the Nords are far inferior to them!"

Sir Leyland has never hesitated to praise the system's arms, because they really deserve such praise, and their powerful combat power makes anyone salivate at them.

After asking for a while, Reiner spoke out the idea in his heart.

"Then, Lord Baron, do you want to show the strength of our army in front of those lords and let them see your strength?"

"Yes!" Reiner said: "It is necessary to make them listen to me in the future. If my strength cannot completely convince them, then why should they listen to me?"

As he said that, Reiner seemed to think of something again, and asked Sir Cord: "My uncle, how many militiamen are we still training?"

The reason why Leiner asked this question was because the militia had some casualties when they were sweeping the cold forest before, and it is estimated that there were more than a hundred people in total, so he asked this question.

"There are four hundred and thirty-three people left!" Sir Corder said: "Their combat effectiveness is already very good, basically everyone has a life in their hands, and they are no longer recruits who shrink back when they are good at it." !"

"After more than four months of training, their combat effectiveness is basically good. They are much stronger than ordinary serf omens, and they can play a big role on the battlefield!" Sir Corder said.

"Very good!" Lena nodded and said with great satisfaction: "Then gather them all together, and I'm going to hold a military parade outside the castle, so that those lords can see my true strength!"

Now Reiner has 10 Scarlet Griffon Knights, 40 Scarlet Griffin Retinues, 10 Golden Lion Guards, 30 Moreland Senior Cavalry Archers, 200 Moreland Sergeants, 50 Rewente Crossbowmen under Reiner's command. There were 53 armed soldiers and 20 archers. The total added up to 413 people. If you add those militiamen, it would be 846 people. This is not much worse than the current concentration of Earl Zhebo. It's not the opponent's limit yet, Earl Zhebo obviously has more troops that he hasn't recruited yet.