But when a simple word "we" is added, the effect it produces is far greater than that of a simple "I".
Because we represented that Mozo and the soldiers were together, just like the old wolf lord, working hand in hand with everyone. And I severed the relationship between Mozo and the soldiers, and made it clear that this was only for him, for the interests of the big man.
Therefore, the difference between the two is also the fundamental reason why the Wolf family is deeply loved in the North!
This is something that the child from the side branch will never learn.
As a result, the crowd once again fell into a huge carnival. The soldiers once again carried Mozo on their shoulders, gathered him in the center of the crowd, and marched towards Storm's End with high spirits.
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Gebu, who had just moved from the camp into the hall of Storm's End Castle, had not even had a good lunch when he was shocked to hear that Mozo had not only recruited his "guards", but was also leading the soldiers that should have belonged to him towards Storm's End Castle.
Such a sudden change and the fatigue of traveling made Gebu panic all of a sudden.
"How is it possible? Why would he do that?!"
Gebu really couldn't understand why his own 'personal guard' would choose to betray him
The northern lords below were also caught up in discussions that were difficult to suppress.
The doubts that had finally faded away reappeared in the minds of the princes.
Fortunately, the old fox helped to solve the problem as before:
"I understand your doubts, and I also understand that I am just a branch that has benefited from the glory of the old Wolf Lord. But please think about it, considering the old Wolf Lord's integrity, how could there be a pure-blooded heir wandering outside?"
"Let's take a step back and say, even if it really happened, how could all of you old people from the Northern Territory be unaware of it?"
These two simple sentences completely suppressed the doubts and denials that had just arisen.
Seeing that the situation had calmed down again, the old fox continued to drive Gebu and said:
"But this lackey of the tyrant does have some tricks. In order to prevent more soldiers who are unaware of the truth from being deceived by him, and to prevent further civil unrest among the people of the North from breaking out due to his instigation."
"I hope to be able to send an army strong enough to forcefully suppress the tyrant's lackeys!"
The old man didn't believe that, given the fickleness of human nature, after the numbers had skyrocketed, that Mozo could still use his sweet words to trick those northern soldiers into surrendering as he did before!
This reasonable proposal was quickly accepted by the northern lords.
Half of the army in Storm's End will be sent out to kill Mozo with one blow!
As for the candidate for the leader, the most suitable one is Gawain, but Gawain is the commander so the idea is abandoned. Governor Maurice took the initiative to avoid suspicion because of his status.
Therefore, the leading general this time is a loyal minister that Gebu "carefully selected"!
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Countless Northern soldiers marched out from Storm's End. This time, not only was the ground covered with cavalry, but even the sky was densely packed with various airships.
The leading noble stood on the airship with full confidence. The soldiers of the North were brave and good at fighting, and they were able to lead such a large number of soldiers. He believed that even if he ran into the main force of the tyrant, he could fight back.
With such power, it would be easy to deal with a tyrant's lackeys and the small troops bewitched by him!
No, it should be said that it is a waste of talent!
Just like that, the equally complacent nobles led this huge army to block the way of Mozo and others.
The noble glanced at the sky, asked his adjutant a question, then came down from the airship to the ground and began to manually command his troops to form a battle formation and prepare for battle.
After estimating that the enemy had entered the airship's firing range, he planned to command the airship to fire sideways for a round first.
After receiving his instructions, all the airships turned sideways and launched their specially equipped light artillery. The leading noble raised his hand with a smug look on his face, ready to order the artillery to fire, but before he could do so, a scout hurriedly ran over and whispered in his ear:
"Sir, that Mozo is riding the old wolf lord's red wolf!"
“?!”
The noble was startled.
"Did you see it clearly?"
"It's absolutely true! Sir, he really is riding the old wolf lord's red wolf! And he's got both of them!"
Upon hearing this, the leading noble turned around hastily, raised his hands and shouted towards the airship above:
"Don't fire! Don't fire!"
In fact, even if he didn't say it, the airship troops above, who had already seen the situation in the distance through the extraordinary telescopes, would probably not dare to fire a single shot.
Because after the captains and first mates of each airship saw Mozo riding on the wolf's back with their super-magnifying binoculars, they all looked up in surprise, and then looked down to confirm.
Finally, he raised his head in horror, and then ran into the cabin and pushed away the gunners who were aiming and adjusting their positions one by one:
"You can't fire, you can't fire!"
Under the actions of the captain and the first mate, not only did the gunners move away from their gun positions, but even the cannons that had just been pushed out were pulled back by them and then the muzzles were closed again.
The panic from above was quickly transmitted to those below.
More and more middle and low-level military officers heard the whole story from their superiors, and then they couldn't help but tell it to their subordinates.
When Mozo's troops surrounded Mozo and came to the front of the army, almost all the "enemy troops" knew about Mozo's situation.
Instead of raising their weapons, they all put down their guns and blades, stood in the team, and kept tiptoeing to look at the young man riding on the back of the red wolf.
Although it was a battlefield where a big battle was about to take place, the soldiers had no intention of fighting at all, and even their formation had unconsciously become loose.
On the opposite side of them, the team that was cheering and supporting Mozo as he advanced also had no intention of fighting.
Not only did they not have any hostility, they didn't even maintain a formation, they just crowded around the young man.
It can be said that both sides are extremely unqualified as armies, but so what
Here at this moment, no matter which side they were on, after seeing the young man riding high on the back of the red wolf, they felt from the bottom of their hearts that this war could not be fought!
The leading noble was riding on a warhorse, looking at the young man who was surrounded by the crowd and moving forward, swallowing his saliva to ease the tension in his heart.
He wasn't quite sure what he should do at this moment. He was Gebu's 'confidant' and logically he should command the troops to kill Mozo immediately, but he didn't have the heart to kill the pure-blooded Wolf family. At the same time, he knew that he probably couldn't command this army.
Should he surrender? But his pride would not accept that. He was also worried that his family and his own interests would be seriously damaged.
But before the leading noble could figure out the reason.
I heard a voice shouting from nowhere:
"Long live the Young Wolf Lord!"
The next moment, his battle line completely collapsed with this cheer. Countless soldiers cheered and rushed forward.
Even the captains of the airships in the sky grinned at the excited crowd below, and hurriedly directed the gunners to push out the cannons.
However, they did not intend to bombard Mozo at this time, but instead fired non-explosive flares as a salute.
Amidst countless cheers, Mozo was once again carried on the shoulders of the soldiers.
Then he was carried by these fanatical soldiers all the way to the noble leading the army.
At this moment, the other party neither ran away nor cheered with the soldiers. He looked extremely isolated and helpless.
Although Mozo was carried on the soldiers' shoulders, he was still a head shorter than the noble riding on the horse.
However, the condescending gaze not only did not bring the noble any comfort, but instead made him lower his head in shame and fear.
Seeing this noble, Mozo asked the soldiers to let him go. Then he walked up to him with his hands behind his back:
"Are you the commander of this unit?"
The other party's eyes became more and more evasive, and he replied with a stutter and trembling voice:
"Yes..yes, sir. Sir."
Mozo nodded, then smiled, picked up an exquisite saber from the ground, raised it with both hands and handed it to the other party, saying:
"Then please bring your troops and come with me to Storm's End!"
Looking at the saber that Mozo handed to him, the noble was surprised to find that his saber had fallen to the ground without him noticing.
But compared to the surprise brought by this little episode, he was more surprised by Mozo's words.
He quickly bowed humbly to take the saber, then raised the saber and shouted to the soldiers:
"Follow the real Young Wolf Master!"
The soldiers also shouted:
"Follow the real Young Wolf Master!"
The atmosphere on the scene reached a climax again.
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On the other side, the two demigods, Hols and Genus, also arrived at the place at this time.
Standing on the hillside, they all felt the great absurdity and shock of the army revelling below.
At first, they were worried that the young master would be attacked by the North's own army, so they traveled all the way here day and night.
But when they arrived at the place, they were surprised to hear that the young master had easily accepted every troop that came to attack him
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After staring in surprise for a moment, the two demigods accepted this fact which seemed absurd and incredible to normal people.
After heaving a sigh of relief, the demigod Hols smiled at the bald strong man Gnas beside him and said:
"I'm afraid this will become a miracle in future military history, and it's a miracle that can't be replicated!"
The Young Wolf Lord will accept as many soldiers as the enemy sends. This is something that will probably never happen again in the whole world.
Gnas also laughed and said:
"More than that, this will be a miracle that the whole world will marvel at."
"I estimate that the people from Wuxiang Courtyard will come to find Young Wolf Master soon, hoping to use the method of copying memories to preserve and witness everything at this moment!"
Halls nodded in agreement, but how could they know that the head of Wuxiang Courtyard was their young master
However, compared to this, the fact that the Young Wolf Lord is actually the Old Wolf Lord must be more surprising and unbelievable.
Of course, few people could have guessed this day would come.
After a brief conversation, the two demigods rode down with their knights and joined the revelry crowd.
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In Wind's End Castle, Geb, who had just barely finished his lunch, heard the new battle report in disbelief.
Hearing that the army he had sent out had surrendered to the enemy again, and that his carefully selected loyal ministers had also followed suit, Gebu, who was still considered the Young Wolf Lord, almost fainted from suffocation.
Leaning back on his chair, Gebu covered his chest with difficulty, and muttered to himself in an incredible and extremely resentful tone:
"Why, why on earth is this happening? I am the Young Wolf Master, I am the Young Wolf Master!"
As he said this, he suddenly stood up and wanted to overturn the table in front of him to express his anger, but the table was made of too solid material, so he was unable to turn it over at all in his rage.
This situation made him look more like a clown at this moment.
An incompetent and angry clown.
After trying hard for several times, Gebu, with his face flushed red, could only let go of his hands and lower his head, not daring to look at the princes' eyes. He drew out the sword of the knight beside him and chopped it hard on the table.
After doing this, he seemed to have found some confidence and calmness. He raised his head, looked directly at the princes and said:
"Can anyone tell me why this is happening?!"
This sentence caused the princes below to fall silent for a while, and they stared at him with an indescribable but extremely panicked look.
Such a scene made the old fox sigh.
This chess piece is really useless except for its bloodline, and now even his bloodline seems to be useless.
Fortunately, he is really a relative of the Lang family, and these princes have also sworn allegiance to him, otherwise the old fox would have to worry about whether these princes would immediately turn against him and arrest him.
At the same time, the old fox was constantly thinking of countermeasures in his mind.
After the second troop also turned against them, the old fox knew the outcome.
But he was a little unwilling to admit defeat. So when Gebu looked at him for help, he contacted Gebu again:
"Respected Young Wolf Lord, please do not panic. You are the foundation of the North. If you panic, the foundation of the North will be shaken."
"He is just a clown who is trying to attract attention. You are the pure-blooded descendant of the Wolf family. After the two of you confront each other, the scales of victory will naturally tilt towards you."