Just as the nobles of Efta were moving out for the "Spring Hunt", the grasslands outside of Efta's borders were suddenly disturbed by the appearance of a team.
The Wolf Cavalry ran across the soft meadow. After the six hundred warriors had trekked for more than three hundred kilometers, the dense grassland around them gradually became sparse. In the distance, they could already see the large expanse of greenery that belonged to the Silent Forest. Wisps of smoke drifted into the air, indicating the direction of the human village.
"Warlord … We're finally here."
Riding a wolf was not as comfortable as riding a horse. Although the wolf riders were used to the swaying spines of the wolf, it did not mean that they were still full of energy after such a long journey. At this moment, all of them looked exhausted. Most of them were panting from exhaustion. Only a few of the elites looked normal.
Godard, on the other hand, did not even break a sweat.
"Wolf riders" did not just need to ride on wolves. Exquisite techniques and control were the embodiment of strength. It was obvious that Warlord Godard's reputation as the leader of a tribe with over ten thousand people was not undeserved. But after hearing his subordinate's words, he shook his head. "We're here? No … this is not our destination. "
"Why? Warlord Godard, the human villages are right in front of us. As long as we charge forward, we can obtain a large amount of food as replenishment … "
The Warlord's deputy clearly could not understand his superior's thoughts. Godard did not explain anything to him. He only took out the map from his hide pocket and began to seriously compare the positions.
"The human patrols will appear in front of us in two hours …"
"There are scouts in all five villages. The nearest fortress can replenish three platoons at any time to assist in the defense …"
Lines of information detailed the structure of the Efta territory's border defense in front of the Warlord. Most importantly, it was written in the Orc "Sabine language".
The first line of defense of the human kingdom was no longer a secret in Godard's eyes.
"These cunning humans … If we just charge forward without thinking, I'm afraid we will be held back by their army in less than two days. If we want to make further progress, we can only wait for Sauron's main force to catch up."
"How is that possible?!"
The deputy beside him felt that the Warlord was completely crazy.
"Fool, do you really think these humans are like sheep waiting for you to slash at them? If that's the case, why were we forced to retreat to the other end of the grassland seventy years ago? "
Godard was not a brute. He knew very well that not all humans were 'soft persimmons'. Strategically, he looked down on them, and tactically, he valued them. In terms of military quality, Godard was definitely an excellent commander.
"Listen to my orders. Everyone must depart to the south within an hour. We will bypass the defensive perimeter of this territory!"
"Overseer …"
"Listen to me! Cut the crap! "
Godard pointed at the seemingly peaceful Aefta Defense Line. "This is a huge trap. Whoever jumps in is a fool! I know everyone is thirsty and tired, but you can't relax yet. Follow me — we're not going to be scapegoats, we're going to plunder their richest city! He had killed the most nobles! There will be food and wine, blood and glory. Do you understand? "
"Roar —"
"Kill them all!"
The troops quickly changed their direction. The six hundred Wolf Riders were like a moving shadow on the grassland. In a flash, they disappeared from the sight of the Eiferta defense line.
March 25th.
"Baron Panini, there seems to be a lot of villages around the hunting ground. Is our safety guaranteed?"
In the baron's mansion that had been decorated for the hunting activity, Count Bolachi pointed at the 'territory sand table' in the hall and asked.
Ordinary nobles rarely had a 'sand table' at home. However, Baron Panini was a famous general in the army of Emperor Koen three generations ago, so many military habits had been passed down. This sand table was deliberately placed in a conspicuous place to show off the glory of his ancestors. It was far more important to show off than to be practical.
"Safety? Count Bolachi, you must be joking. This time, not to mention the soldiers provided by Count Milnor, how many private soldiers do the seventy nobles have? I'm afraid it's not a problem for them to have more than two thousand private soldiers. Are you still worried that someone dares to cause trouble? "
Viscount Bolachi had always been timid. Hearing this, he finally let out a sigh of relief. He sighed and said, "Eight years ago, I was almost killed by bandits. So I'm a little sensitive about this … I heard that many untouchables have become bandits because of this harsh winter. I've always been worried."
"Lord Viscount is famous for his cautiousness. I know that," Viscount Anru said with a smile.
Viscount Anru smiled as he spoke. He then pointed at the Cohen Mountains on the sand table. "So far, we've almost finished arranging the manpower. The location of the Fuser silver mine has been confirmed. When it comes time to deal with that woman … it's up to you all to cooperate."
"Of course …"
At this time, there were seven or eight lords in the study. They were the main body of the 'alliance' to fight against Sally. They had already reached an agreement on the issue of the mine. Now that they were gathered here, it seemed like a casual chat, but it was actually a "pre-war mobilization".
They did not have to wait for too long. At noon, the news that Sally and Duke's team had entered the territory came. These nobles looked at each other and smiled inexplicably.
"The main character is finally here. Ha … let us see this Lord Duke."
Viscount Anru smiled as he followed the group of nobles out of the room. While the others were changing into formal attire and preparing to welcome the Duke, Viscount Anru gave an order to the commander of the private army in his bedroom. "I heard that Rody and Sodelor will also be there. Keep an eye on them and report their whereabouts to me at all times."
The soldiers killed by Roddy would not let it go so easily. In Viscount Anru's eyes, this' hunting party 'was not just a trap for Sally, but also a grave for Roddy …
Bolachi was a coward who cherished his life and dared not do such a thing openly. But Viscount Anru did not care. Whose territory did not fall on the bodies of others? After killing Roddy and Sodelor, it would be Titus, Wellington, and Eiffta's territory … A large part of it would eventually fall into his hands.
He still had a whole set of follow-up plans waiting to be implemented, but now was the time to do what needed to be done. After changing into a luxurious robe and a handmade round hat inlaid with exquisite jewels, Viscount Anru walked towards the door with a calm smile on his face.
The convoy from Hollier slowly drove into the city of Pacaro in Da Vinci's territory. The forty-eight guards of honor who represented the status of the duke, dressed in red, led the way in front. Behind them were the two Grand Knights Titus and Wellington, as well as their private soldiers. They were tightly escorting the luxurious carriage pulled by four white horses.
The wolf head flag representing the Lucifron Family fluttered in the wind, matching the pace of the soldiers. It did indeed give off a murderous aura. But there were only three hundred people entering the city. Squeezed into the narrow street, they somehow seemed a little thin.
When the carriage arrived in front of the Baron's mansion, the nobles with fake smiles on their faces had already formed a welcoming line.
But unlike the usual welcoming lines, the two sides of the square in front of the mansion were filled with Viscount Anru and Count Bolachi's private army. Each of them wore dazzling metal armor and pointed their spears at the sky. To the nobles, this was a naked "demonstration". It could even be said that they didn't leave any room for negotiation.
Sally, who had alighted from the carriage, also stopped in her tracks. Her expression instantly darkened. But she didn't show any unnecessary emotions. She just continued walking towards the group of sneering nobles.
There was no one beside the female Duke. Rumor had it that Baron Roddy, whom she had listed as a "guest behind the curtain", was nowhere to be seen. The nobles snorted at this scene. Some even revealed a meaningful smile.
"As expected of a coward. Those meritorious deeds are so fierce. If they really come out, they'll know the truth."
"He doesn't even have the guts to show his face. Heh …"
"This Duke is also young. She's only eighteen this year, right? Letting her take control of this territory, tsk tsk. What a joke. "
Although the nobles' discussion was hushed, it still couldn't be concealed on such an occasion. In particular, there were some words that Sally heard clearly. Of course, she knew that they were doing this on purpose. But at this time, she could only pretend that she didn't hear it.
In this kind of situation, it was meaningless to shed all pretense of cordiality like a shrew.
Baron Panini, Viscount Anru, and Count Bolachi stepped forward to greet Sally. They completely ignored the respectful bow that was supposed to be a sign of respect. The faces of the nobles behind them did not move at all. Their aggressiveness was self-evident.
From beginning to end, Sally only nodded. She didn't even bother to say anything. After greeting them, she tactfully declined Baron Panini's invitation to arrange accommodation and food. She walked straight back to the carriage and headed for the manor that had been arranged beforehand.
"Since she has the guts to come, she should at least put on an act. Running away with her tail between her legs? I really overestimated her …"
Viscount Anru shook his head as he watched Duke's carriage leave. He didn't even try to hide the mockery in his words.
Just as Sally left, news of the arrival of another convoy arrived. When they learned that it was Viscount Sienna's convoy, a commotion immediately broke out among the nobles. The suzerains with young daughters hurriedly pulled them out as if they were showing off their jewelry. Their private soldiers were sent out to clear the path. The servants scattered the fresh flowers that they hadn't brought out earlier on the road. The three nobles in charge waited with folded arms, as if Sienna was the most powerful suzerain in Eiferta …
When Viscount Sienna, who was dressed in a bright red suit, stepped out of the carriage, there was a continuous stream of exclamations. This viscount was handsome and tall. After his chestnut hair was tied up in a simple bun, he was the model of a "perfect knight" in the hearts of many young girls. At this time, with the servants arranged around him, the entire welcoming ceremony reached its climax …
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. It's as if he's seeing his own father."
Not far away, Roddy, who was sitting in the carriage, watched this scene and revealed a cold smile.
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