The rushing river in May is high and rough.
The St. Hilde family and the St. Theon family have invested a total of more than 300,000 troops here, and they are facing each other nervously with the rushing river as the boundary.
In the past month or so, the two sides have experienced dozens of battles, large and small, and the entire River Run has become a quagmire of war, but the situation is still deadlocked, and it may be difficult to tell the winner for a while.
On the north bank of the rushing river, in the camp of the Uman family, hundreds of wounded are receiving treatment.
Although the wailing was endless, the faces of these soldiers were still full of smiles, because they had just won a battle.
Such tentative battles happen almost every day, and there are victories and defeats. Of course, the soldiers must hope to win, after all, only in this way can they accumulate military merits.
The strong and pungent smell of herbs permeated the wounded barracks, making the surrounding soldiers reluctant to approach.
Earl Uman frowned and came to the wounded barracks, and the soldiers saluted and greeted him along the way.
The Count nodded casually in return. He wasn't here to condolence the wounded. It wasn't much use for a show, and it wasn't his style.
"Where is the Valla knight?"
"My lord, please follow me."
Following the soldiers leading the way, Earl Uman came to an ordinary camp.
Opening the curtain, Earl Uman walked in.
"Lord Earl!" The priest who was treating Valla was slightly startled, and quickly got up to salute.
"Don't be too polite, how is he?" Earl Uman waved his hand.
The pastor was a little surprised, obviously feeling that the Earl seemed to care too much about his illegitimate son.
"Lord Earl, Knight Valla received a sword on his left chest, but he probably didn't hit a vital point, so his life is not in danger. After a month or two of training, he should be fine."
"Okay." Earl Uman nodded, no joy or anger could be seen on his face.
The priest then left and left the camp to the father and son.
"Sorry, father, for worrying you." Wala said weakly with a pale face.
"Don't take such risks again in the future. I will arrange for someone to send you back to Falling Eagle City to recuperate."
"Yes, father." Knight Valla responded quickly, with a hint of imperceptible joy flashing in his eyes.
After casually explaining a few more words, Earl Uman didn't stay too long, then turned and left.
After the count left, the Valla knight, who was still dying, immediately sat up straight, picked up the kettle at his feet, and took a few mouthfuls of "water".
Then he smiled contentedly.
…
Outside the tent, Earl Uman had just walked a few steps when he saw a dwarf soldier rushing over: "Master Earl, Marquis Dawson, please go and discuss something."
"good."
Earl Uman followed the dwarf soldiers all the way to the camp of Marquis Dawson.
As soon as the account was entered, Marquis Dawson handed over an invitation card.
Earl Uman took a look and frowned immediately: "Vera is going to marry Viscount Angelet? The wedding is three days away?"
"Yes." Marquis Dawson poured another glass of ale for Earl Uman, "I just received the news, and the Duke of St. Hilde is also in Ice Rock City now, and he will preside over the wedding three days later."
Earl Uman took a sip of the ale, and said in a serious tone: "So, the Angelet family is completely on the side of the St. Hilde family?"
"Yes." Marquis Dawson also sighed, "No one thought that the Duke of St. Hilde would leave the army alone at this critical moment and go to Ice Rock City in person. It seems that he is very fond of Viscount Angelet. It's important."
"Anyone who holds an army like the Black Cavalry will be valued by the Lord of the North."
Marquis Dawson nodded, and said with some emotion: "Not only the Black Cavalry, but also the half-elf Silver Moon Guard. Hehe, back then on the ice field of the sky, I thought this kid was valued so much by Marquis Garcia, probably because of Wei Wei. La's sake.
But now it seems that this Colin Angelet is really a powerful character!
First, Silvermoon City defeated the Pegasus Legion, and then beheaded Modo II outside the Troll King City. Unknowingly, this once inconspicuous son of the baron has risen rapidly and grown into a powerful man that no one dare to underestimate. lord. "
Earl Uman's face changed for a while.
Speaking of which, the Angelet family and the Uman family were originally related by marriage, and Colin should also be a lord who could be easily wooed by Earl Uman.
But it's a pity that he pushed the other party to the opposite side with his own hands.
Therefore, hearing Marquis Dawson praise Colin so much at this moment, Earl Uman felt a little uncomfortable.
Although he knew that regret was just an emotion that didn't help, Earl Uman couldn't help thinking that if he hadn't sent assassins back then, maybe Colin would have become a great help to the Uman family now.
Marquis Dawson looked at Earl Uman who fell into silence, his eyes moved slightly, but he still said in a deep voice:
"We have to prevent the Angelet family from joining the battle group. Therefore, I hope you can lead your army northward to protect the army's rear. You cannot easily let the Angelet family's army come to the River Run River battlefield."
When Earl Uman heard the words, he quickly calmed down, looked at the military map on the wall and thought for a while, and said, "Then can you handle the Golden Lion Army?"
"With the Riverrunning River as a natural line of defense, it's not a big problem. And after so many days of fighting on the other side, I have basically figured it out. He is a commander with a steady style. He can't find perfect flaws or opportunities. He It will definitely not attack aggressively.
Also, here's another good news for you. "
Earl Uman looked at the smile on Marquis Dawson's face and asked curiously, "What good news?"
"The Menam family has already dispatched troops, and has now reached the northern border. It is estimated that they will arrive at the River Run in about ten days."
"Marquis Menam?" Earl Uman was startled, and then asked with a smile on his face, "So, the San Lorenzo family has decided to abandon the San Hilde family?"
Lord Dawson nodded with a smile.
"Then this time, the Saint Hilde family must be doomed!"
Earl Uman said excitedly.
But immediately, he felt an unspeakable anger—
He didn't know such an important thing until now.
Obviously, the Santheon family had excluded him from the inner circle long ago.
"How did Mr. Zhe persuade Emperor Reinhard?" Earl Uman, who was unwilling to do so, asked tentatively.
The Marquis of Dawson shook his wine glass and said with a smile: "The Menam family will migrate to the northern border, and the original territory will also be replaced by the northern territory."
Earl Uman thought for a while before he understood the meaning of the other party: "Then, the dwarves will establish a country?"
"Yes." Marquis Dawson nodded affirmatively, with dazzling brilliance shining in his eyes.
Earl Uman immediately understood what the San Lorenzo family was planning. This was equivalent to poaching a large territory from the northern border.
But he still has some doubts. Could such a condition be able to impress Emperor Reinhardt and make him abandon the St. Hilde family, which is related to him by marriage, and support the St. Theon family, which has a blood feud with the royal family
"There are no other conditions?" Earl Uman asked again.
"Others, I don't know." Marquis Dawson shook his head sincerely.
Seeing that he could not ask for more information, Earl Uman drank the wine in his glass, got up and said:
"Well, I will lead the army northward, and I will leave the Benliu River to you."
"Hahaha, good!" Marquis Dawson smiled confidently, "When the Menam family's army arrives, it will be the day when the Golden Lion Army will be destroyed!"
To celebrate the first time that Radish received a reward from the leader, today is five more!
(end of this chapter)