Chapter 351 I only love private cars!
The road from Stormwind to Winterfell is not usually deserted, but it is definitely not as busy and bustling as it is at this moment.
Two days after setting out, there were already many teams of other lords and minor nobles following behind and behind Gervis and his team.
Although Gervis was not very familiar with these lords, because of Fatty Pat, Gervis became slightly familiar with these people under Pat's introduction.
Including Pat, there were a total of nine teams of small nobles in their group, all of whom were baron lords, except for Gervis, who was a viscount. During the day, they led their teams slowly forward, and at night they gathered together to offer the various delicacies they brought and eat and drink together.
To be honest, Gervis had never had much contact with these lords and petty nobles before, and he had never expected that the "tempo" of life of these noble lords could be so high.
For example, after nightfall tonight, when all the teams had set up camp, the nine little nobles gathered together to have dinner.
Gervis originally thought that everyone would just spread a clean carpet on the ground for a meal, sit on the ground, have a picnic in the wilderness under the starlight, drink some wine and drive some cars.
However, what happened next had a great impact on Gervis's worldview.
He is the baron named Code. Even though his team is in tatters, his pursuit of quality of life can definitely make Gervis shout: Big Brother!
When dinner was about to begin, Code brought over a dozen serfs and brought in a long table. It was the kind of luxurious, classy dining table you would find in a castle restaurant, and it even had all the candlesticks and chairs. With ten people in total, including Gervis, sitting down at the table, it didn't feel crowded at all.
"Brother, are you serious? You brought such a big table with you when you went to war. No wonder I just saw a carriage in your team covered with a huge tarpaulin. I thought it was some war supplies!"
The baron named Code set the first example, and several other barons were not willing to lag behind. They showed off the "treasures" they brought with them to show how seriously they took life.
First, a baron gave some instructions to his subordinates. Within two minutes, the subordinates brought seven or eight pretty maids. These maids had pretty faces and their clothes were all made of silk.
After a while, another group of men and women arrived. The men were nothing special, just neatly dressed and holding some musical instruments. The women, on the other hand, were dressed in gauze and had graceful figures. As the music sounded, they began to dance gracefully, giving Gervis the illusion that he was at a noble banquet.
"So this is war!"
This completely overturned Gervis's previous definition of war. He thought that the journey to the battlefield would be dusty, everyone would be nervous, and the atmosphere would be terrifying. However, after only two days of setting out, these petty nobles were already on the battlefield.
To be honest, Gervis did not have such a high level of awareness when he came this time. He left the little maid Anna in the castle, and Vivian was also left in the castle.
The venue, servants, and beauties are all ready, and the next step is the food.
Gervis didn't need to worry about this, as these petty nobles had already prepared everything. Within a few minutes, chefs belonging to different nobles began to cook food on the spot, and soon all kinds of freshly cooked delicacies were served.
"Haha! Let's eat! Let's eat! It's rare for us to get together all year round, so let's not go home until we're drunk tonight!"
The baron named Code, although the serf soldiers he brought with him looked very shabby, Baron Code himself was indeed very generous and open-minded, which could be seen from the three exquisitely shaped gold candlesticks on the long table and the silver tableware that filled the table.
"Haha, let's not go home until we're drunk tonight! I brought several barrels of the best beer this time, all of which I bought from Winterfell a while ago!"
When another lord heard what Code said, he immediately agreed loudly, and soon several maids took the flagons of beer and began to pour beer for everyone.
"To the Southern Expedition! Cheers!"
"To the Southern Expedition! Cheers!"
After everyone's glasses were filled, with loud shouts, everyone raised their silver cups and clinked them together. Suddenly, the long table was filled with wine foam and the aroma of delicious food filled the air.
Although Gervis was a little dumbfounded by the outrageous actions of these nobles, the atmosphere among the crowd was harmonious, so Gervis did not stand out. He raised his glass and clinked it with several people. Then, he did not mind the bad taste of beer and drank the beer in the silver cup in one gulp.
As everyone drank the food and drank the wine, the atmosphere at the long table became more and more lively. The dinner lasted until the early morning with the singer's graceful dance.
Gervis did not eat the meal in vain. When the dinner was about to end, he took out a pot of wine that he had prepared long ago and distributed it to everyone.
It’s not that Gervis was reluctant to take it out at first, but there was already beer on the long table. In order to prevent the situation where the beer could not be swallowed after drinking the wine, Gervis used the wine to end the dinner tonight.
These little nobles also attended Alice's banquet and went to the East District Square to buy wine. However, wine is such a delicious thing that one person could only buy five jugs, and they had all been drunk up long ago.
When they saw Gervis take out the wine, they immediately watched quietly as the maid filled their glasses, and then sipped them slowly as if they were rare treasures, completely unlike the way they guzzled beer before.
After dinner, the baron who brought the singer ran to Gervis with a smile, and then asked Gervis in a low voice if he wanted to pick one to warm the bed so that he wouldn't feel lonely at night.
Gervis glanced at those surging singers, and finally Gervis sternly refused.
Are you kidding? These singers have been yours for a long time. I don’t have the habit of using public vehicles for personal purposes. I only use my own private car.
Over the next two days, after learning that there was still a supply of wine in Gervis' carriage, these petty nobles were most enthusiastic about gathering together for dinner every night when night fell.
The team stopped, and their subordinates hadn't set up camp yet, but they couldn't wait to come to the vicinity of Gervis' camp, and prepared a long table of delicious food early, waiting for Gervis to be free so that they could start the party together.
Just like that, the life on the road that Gervis originally thought was boring and depressing changed and ended with the joyful banquet party once a day.
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On the evening of the fourth day after Gervase set out from Stormwind, a group of thousands of people finally arrived at the outskirts of Winterfell.
However, the outskirts of Winterfell have changed at this moment. The originally empty fields have been replaced by tents of different colors, and these tents are filled with colorful flags of different patterns and colors of various lords.
Gervase and his men were not the first to arrive. An army of several thousand men had already gathered outside Winterfell. They were all vassals under Alice.
This suburban garrison camp did not have any fences around it, but only had checkpoints set up at intersections in all directions.
These checkpoints are not used to defend against enemies, but are specifically designed to receive and guide teams like Gervis's.
"Lord Gervis! Welcome!"
Since they were not in a hurry, Gervis simply assigned him to register behind Pat and others.
When he revealed his identity, the guard who received him was immediately startled, saluted Gervis without hesitation, and then greeted Gervis respectfully.
"Well, where is Alice now?"
Gervis nodded amiably and asked the soldier.
"My lord, the Earl should still be in the castle, but I am not sure."
The guard looked closely at the flag behind Gervis, trying to remember the pattern on the flag so that he would be able to recognize Gervis's team in the future.
"Yeah! OK!"
Gervis responded, he was just an ordinary guard, it was normal for him not to know Alice's movements.
"Sir, the registration has been completed! Please follow me now, I will take you to the stationed area!"
The purpose of the checkpoint registration, in addition to identifying the identity of the visitors, is to record the number of soldiers brought by the minor nobles after receiving the conscription order, as well as the condition of their weapons and equipment.
By then, the Earl will be able to see at a glance who is cheating and slacking off, and who is leading the best troops and performing outstandingly.
Since the guard recognized Gervis's identity, he did not dare to delay any longer. He quickly counted the number of people in Gervis' team, not even daring to count their weapons and equipment. Then he diligently led Gervis to set up camp!
(End of this chapter)
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