When the nobles of Efta were dispatched collectively for a "spring hunting", the grassland outside the border of Efta suddenly broke the original peace because of the appearance of a team.
The wolf cavalry were running on the soft meadow. After 600 warriors had traveled more than 300 kilometers, the dense grassland around them gradually became a little sparse. From a distance, they could already see that it belonged to the Silent Whispering Forest. The large green shades, and the smoke from the kitchen, pointed out the direction of the human village.
"Lord Overseer...we are finally here."
The wargs are far less comfortable to ride than the army horses. Although the wolf cavalry have adapted to the swaying spine of the wargs, it does not mean that they are still full of energy after a long-distance raid. At this time, they all looked tired, and most of them were panting. Only a few elites can keep their usual expressions.
And Godard didn't even sweat.
"Wolf cavalry" is not enough to ride a wolf. Exquisite skills and control are the embodiment of strength. Obviously, Godard's ability to become a tribal leader with a population of over 10,000 is not in vain. After hearing what his subordinates said, he shook his head: "Here? No... This is not our destination."
"Why? Governor Godard, those human villages are right in front of us, as long as we rush up, we can get a lot of food as a supplement..."
The deputy of the warlord obviously couldn't understand his boss's thoughts, and Godard didn't bother to explain anything. He just dug out the map from his fur pocket and began to compare the directions seriously—
"Human patrols will appear ahead in two hours..."
"The five villages all have scout teams, and the nearest fortress can be replenished with three squadrons to help defend at any time..."
Line by line of information showed in detail the composition of the border defenses of the Efta Territory in front of the warlord—and most importantly, it was written in the orc "Sabine script".
The first defense network of the human kingdom, now in the eyes of Godard, there is no secret at all.
"These cunning humans... If we just rush forward, I'm afraid we will be completely held back by their army in two days. If we want to make any progress, we can only wait for Sauron's large army to catch up."
"How can it be? "
The deputy next to him thought that the warlord was completely crazy.
"Idiot, do you think these humans are really waiting for you to chop like sheep? If so, why were we forced to retreat to the other side of the grassland seventy years ago?"
Godard is not a reckless man. He knows very well that human beings are not all "soft persimmons". They despise strategically and attach importance to tactics-in terms of military quality, Godard is definitely an excellent commander.
"Listen to my order, everyone must set off to the south within an hour, let's bypass the defensive circle of this territory!"
"Lord Overseer..."
"Listen to me! Don't talk nonsense!"
Godard pointed to the seemingly peaceful Efta defense line in front: "This is a huge trap, whoever jumps in is a fool! I know everyone is thirsty and tired, but we can't relax now, follow me —We don’t want to be scapegoats to explore the way, we want to plunder their richest city! Kill the most nobles! There is food and wine, blood and glory, understand!”
"Roar-"
"Kill them all!"
The team quickly changed direction, and the 600 wolf cavalry were like a moving shadow on the grassland, and disappeared from the sight of the Efta defense line in an instant...
March twenty-fifth.
"Baron Panini, I see that there are quite a few villages around the hunting grounds, so is our safety guaranteed?"
In the baron's mansion, which was newly decorated for hunting activities, Earl Bollach asked, pointing to the "territory sand table" in the hall.
Ordinary nobles seldom make "sand tables" at home, but Baron Panini was a well-known general in Emperor Kang's army three generations ago, so many military habits have been passed down—this sand table is Panini's purpose to show the glory of his ancestors And those that are deliberately placed in a conspicuous place are far more ostentatious than practical.
"Safe? The Earl is really good at joking. This time, not to mention the soldiers aid provided by Earl Mirno, how many private soldiers are there in the more than 70 nobles who came to participate? I am afraid that the number of more than 2,000 will not be a problem. Are you still Worried about someone daring to cause trouble?"
Viscount Bollach has always been timid, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and said with emotion, "Eight years ago, I was almost killed by a highwayman, so I was a little more sensitive about this aspect... I heard that this severe winter made many untouchables They have all become bandits, and I have always been uneasy in my heart."
"The viscount is famous for being cautious, and I know that."
Viscount Anru spoke with a smile on the side, and then pointed to the Kern Mountains on the sand table: "Up to now, the manpower is almost arranged, and the production location of the rich thorium mine has been determined, how to deal with that girl... Look at your cooperation."
"That's natural..."
At this time, there are seven or eight lords in the study room, which can be regarded as the main body of the "alliance" against Sally. They have already reached a consensus on the mine issue, and they gathered here at this time, talking about it, but it was actually a "pre-war mobilization".
And they didn't make them wait too long. At noon, the news came that Duke Sally's team had entered the territory—these nobles looked at each other with inexplicable smiles on the corners of their mouths.
"The rightful lord has finally come, heh... let us meet this Duke."
Viscount Anru walked out of the room with the group of nobles with a smile, but when the others changed their formal clothes and prepared to meet the Duke, he gave an order to the commander of the private soldiers in his bedroom: "I heard that Roddy and Sodero I will also be there, keep an eye on them, and report to me anytime."
The soldiers who were killed by Rody back then would not just be left alone. In the eyes of Viscount Anru, this "safari meeting" was not only a trap for Sally, but also a grave for Rody...
Borachi was cowardly and didn't dare to do such a thing openly, but Viscount Anru didn't care—whose territory wasn't conquered by stepping on other people's corpses? After killing Roddy and Soderol, it will be Titus, Wellington, Efta's territory... a large part of it will eventually flow into his hands.
He still has a whole set of follow-up plans waiting to be implemented in his mind, but what should be done at this time must be done. After changing into a gorgeous robe and a hand-stitched bowler hat inlaid with exquisite jewels, Viscount Anru With a calm smile on his face, he walked towards the door.
The convoy from Hollier City slowly drove into the city of Pacaro in Da Vinci's territory. The 48-member guard of honor representing the duke's identity wore red clothes and opened the way ahead, followed by the two great knights Titus and Wellington. Private soldiers lined up, closely escorting the luxury carriage pulled by four white horses.
The wolf head emblem flag representing the Luciferon family was fluttering in the wind, matching the pace of the soldiers did bring a bit of murderous aura, but at this time the team entering the city was only 300 people in total. It looks a little thin.
By the time the carriage arrived in front of the Baron's Mansion, these nobles with fake smiles had already formed a welcome team.
However, unlike the previous welcoming formations, the two sides of the square in front of the mansion are still full of private soldiers of Viscount Anru and Earl Bollach, each of them wearing dazzling metal armor, with their spears pointing to the sky—for As far as the nobles are concerned, this is a naked "demonstration", and it can even be said that there is no room for it at all.
Sally, who got off the carriage, also paused after seeing this scene, her face darkened instantly. However, she didn't show any unnecessary emotions, she just continued to move forward, walking towards the group of sneering nobles.
There was no one around the lonely Duchess, and the rumored Baron Roddy who was listed as the "guest of the curtain" by her did not appear. All the nobles sneered at this scene, and some people even showed deep meaning. smile.
"Sure enough, he is a coward. Those meritorious deeds are called fierce. If you really pull them out and walk around, you can tell the truth."
"I don't even have the guts to show up, heh..."
"This Duke is also young, he is only eighteen years old this year, right? Let her control this territory, tsk tsk, what a joke."
Although the discussions among the nobles were kept low, they still couldn't be concealed on such an occasion, especially Sally could hear some words clearly at all—of course she understood that this was intentional by the other party, but at this time She could only pretend not to hear.
There's no point tearing your face apart like a vixen on this occasion.
Baron Panini, Viscount Anjou, and Earl Bollach stepped forward to say hello to Sally, but they ignored the bowing salute that should have been a sign of respect. It goes without saying.
Sally just nodded from the beginning to the end, and didn't even bother to say anything. After a face-to-face meeting, she declined Baron Panini's invitation to arrange board and lodging, and walked straight back to the carriage, heading for the manor that had been arranged in advance.
"Since you have the guts to come, you should put on a show if you hold on, and escape with your tail between your legs. I really overestimated her before..."
Looking at the carriage where the Duke was leaving, Viscount Anru shook his head, the banter between his words was undisguised.
As soon as Sally left, the news of another convoy arrived - when they learned that it was Viscount Senna's team, a group of nobles immediately became agitated, and those lords with young daughters hurried to show The child was pulled out like a jewel, and all the private soldiers were dispatched to expel the crowd to clear the road. The servants spread the flower petals that had not been taken out just now on the road, and the three nobles in charge waited with their hands tied, as if Senna was Efta like the biggest lord...
When the Viscount Senna in a bright red dress stepped out of the carriage, there were even endless exclamations at the scene—this viscount was handsome, tall, and his chestnut hair was simply tied up. He was the "perfect knight" in the hearts of many girls. At this time, coupled with the servants arranged around to create momentum, the entire welcome ceremony reached its climax...
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's like meeting your own father."
Not far away, Rody, who was sitting in the carriage, watched this scene with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
[Thanks to the monthly ticket: Mr. Sun Chen, Luzhou Laowang, [Yuluolinfeng].]
[Thank you for joining us: low-key Luna]
[Another: My daughter-in-law worked for two weeks straight before, and just had a holiday, so these two days are considered to make up for Qixi Festival, relax, and ask for a day off tomorrow (8-24). The two have been together for seven years, and I hope everyone is happy.]