"Count Randner lost?" The parchment in Oberwei's hand slipped to the ground, and he had to grab it before he could regain his footing. He raised his head and revealed a look of surprise.
Princess Gryphine listened to the news without batting an eyelid.
The outcome of the battle in the south was not announced immediately. Count Randner's army was routed, and the people around him were speechless for a moment. The losses of the allied army were not that great. Most of the soldiers fled with the frightened mountain people, and the army of the Grizzly Bear Territory was unscathed. The real losses were only a few thousand noble soldiers under Lord Kruss and Lord Palas. However, the deaths of Lord Palas, Wade, and Lord Kruss caused the entire southern territory to whisper to each other.
Countless nobles of various sizes died in the battle. Two of them were feudal lords, and one of them was a trusted retainer of Count Randner. The forces in Tónigel and the northern regions were emptied. Even if Count Randner wanted to, he would not be able to form another army to attack Abies.
Unless he personally led an army, but that was impossible. Which feudal lord did not have enemies? Count Randner had to constantly be on guard against his enemies taking advantage of the situation to attack him. Especially at this time, everyone thought that he was a tiger that had lost its fangs, and even his internal organs were beginning to stir.
Even though Count Randner hated Brendel to the core, he had to solve his own problems first before he could spare a hand to deal with Brendel. When Count Randner had the time to take action, Brando felt that he would not have to be afraid of him at all. His original goal could be said to be at least half achieved at this moment.
At the end of the Month of the Winter Zither, when the flowers bloomed in February and the earth began to thaw, Erouine was discussing the battle everywhere. Only Tónigel was quiet, and the other side that participated in the battle rarely talked about it.
Abies had also paid a heavy price in the battle, especially the mercenaries who delayed Count Randner's army. They lost more than half of their men. Some of the veterans who had experienced the November War did not bow down to that tragic war, but they were buried on the banks of the Gris River. Their graves were now in a pine forest, as quiet as a poem.
However, the shadow of war was soon washed away by the green wheat sprouts in the fields after the snow and ice melted. After a winter, Wohnde regained its vitality and vigor. This made people realize in disbelief that they had won.
"They won just like that, I didn't even have the chance to enter the battlefield." Carglise sat on a bench with his hands behind his head as he watched Odum and the Aouine's Royal Blacksmith Grandmaster Bosley circling around a pile of scrap metal. At least to him, it was just scrap metal, and it was just a bunch of broken swords.
The most direct harvest from this battle was the large number of armors and weapons abandoned by the nobles. These were the things that Abies lacked the most, and Bosley estimated that they would be able to equip an army of three to four thousand men. [There's still a bunch of junk in my Dimension Dimension that I collected from the ruins in the Loop of Trade Winds, so I decided to pour them all out. The result was that Bosley's blacksmith shop almost exploded from the sheer amount of junk that he had collected from the ruins in the Loop of Trade Winds.]
Bosley flew into a rage and chased Carglise and Bosley out of the house. Carglise had taken over Scarlet's position as Captain of the White Lion Legion's NCO training and had been following Bosley around all day.
But a moment later, the blacksmith ran out again and grabbed Brendel's hand with glowing eyes: "My lord, wh-wh-where did you get all these weapons from? You didn't rob an Empire's warehouse, did you? "
Brando flung his hand away: "Do you think that the Empire's warehouses are public toilets that you can enter and leave as you please? Even if it's a public toilet, you still have to pay to enter. "
"Isn't that because you're my lord? Everyone says that there's nothing you can't do. Look, everyone is calling you the 'Miracle Creator Brando'," Bosley said with a smile: "But then again, what's a public toilet?"
Brando furrowed his brows. Who gave him such a vulgar title? What 'Miracle Creator Brando'? He sounded like the main character in those third-rate Knight novels. He thought that he would at least have a title like 'Wolf Herder'.
Titles were very important to a person's reputation. For example, 'Wolf Baron' Oberwei or 'Cross Hand' Buga. Most people would know that it was related to the person's personality and ability. If a normal person was called 'Dead Maggot' or 'Rotten Toe', Brando would rather find a pillar and kill himself.
But Carglise's eyes lit up when he heard the vulgar title. He couldn't help but grumble: "Damn it, if I knew that I would come out with my lord, I might have a title too."
"What title?"
"For example, my lord is called 'Miracle Creator Brando'. Of course, I wouldn't dare to compare myself to my lord, so I'll be called 'Carglise Follower of Miracle Creator Brando'." The young man thought for a while and said seriously.
Brando staggered and almost fell to his knees. He immediately looked at the noble descendant of Erouine, the second son of Lord Macsen, with a look of disdain. He couldn't help but worry about the future of the kingdom. What kind of twisted aesthetic is this?
For the sake of his future captain and the White Lion Legion, he decided to correct Carglise's aesthetic attitude: "It's just a small matter. There will be plenty of opportunities to fight in the future. I just hope that you won't complain when the time comes."
"Really?"
"Of course," Brando replied: "Our enemies aren't just our own people, but also Madara. Madara didn't even use their regular army in this war. Do you know why? "
"Madara didn't use their regular army?" Bosley didn't experience the first War of the Black Roses in the dungeon, but Carglise had more or less heard about this war. The young man couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"Madara invaded Erouine because of the endless internal disputes and unequal distribution of benefits. The new emperor ascended the throne, and the court was in turmoil. In order to divert the internal conflicts, Madara expanded outwards. In fact, the real war was just a legal plunder. The only ones who acted were the nobles. " Brando replied seriously: "It's just that this expansion is the external manifestation of Madara's internal changes over the past ten years. The black knight of Madara, Incirsta, received the support of the Targus family due to his talent and entered Erouine to seek the capital to rise to the top. Before that, he was just a young man who had just inherited the territory."
"In this war, there are many young men like him in Madara. Incirsta isn't the only one." This was the first time Brando spoke frankly about Madara's threat to his subordinates. In fact, he knew that he wasn't exaggerating.
Bosley and Carglise both gasped: "How strong is the real Madara?"
"The main forces of Madara's regular army are the Black Knight, the Dark Crusader, the Vampires, and the High Necromancers. The Black Knight and the Dark Crusader are at the bottom of the hierarchy in Madara's regular army. Their strength is at least above the Silver rank. Normally, I would call them Tier 3 soldiers." Brando replied: "As for the high ranking forces, there are the Bone Dragons, the Vengeful Banshees, and the Blood Throne Lords. If Erouine had relied on the Temple Guards, the earliest White Lion Knights, and the Iron Horse Knights created by the late King Erik, they might have had a chance. But now …"
Brando left some things unsaid. In fact, Madara wasn't the strongest force in the world yet. Whether it was the Cruz Empire, Saint-ausol, or the Craftsmen of Buga, they were all much stronger than this new Dark Empire.
At the very least, Buga's Gargoyles and Gemstone Dragons had once dominated the battlefield. 'Buga's sky is the sky of the world.' Such domineering words could only be uttered by the Artisan Mages.
"It's a pity that the training methods of the Iron Horse Knight have long been lost." Grandmaster Bosley sighed: "Even the training methods of the White Lion Infantry have been lost many years ago, and the strength of the White Lion Infantry is much weaker than before."
Brando nodded. He naturally knew this. The White Lion Infantry was the army that followed the late King Erik to conquer the world. Now that they were reduced to the level of Count Randner's personal guards, it could be said that it was the will of heaven. Erouine had gone against King Erik's path, and thus received such a punishment.
The Temple Guards were the product of the alliance between the Silver Elves and Erouine. Metisha was one of the products of this alliance, but the alliance was long gone. Erouine's people even misinterpreted the Holy Covenant and caused Martha's wrath.
However, the complicated relationship between Erouine, the Silver Elves, and the Wind Elves allowed the kingdom to survive until today. It was only after Madara's invasion that the world saw Erouine's weakness that the kingdom gradually declined.
But that was all in the past.
Brando patted their shoulders: "Don't be afraid, we can take it slow. The kingdom is not without hope. The training methods of the White Lion Infantry were lost in the war between the House of Seifer and the House of Corvado (*). It is said that the descendants of the House of Seifer divided the training methods into three parts and brought them to the tombs around Monstro. If we have the time, we can go look for it. "
(* Year of Summer, New Moon War)
Grandmaster Bosley thought that Brando was comforting him, but he did not know that what Brando said was true. The descendants of the House of Seifer divided the training methods into three parts and gave them to the three princes and princesses. One of the parts was recovered, and the other part was found in the tombs of Monstro. As for the last part, its whereabouts were unknown.
The complete set of White Lion Infantry was said to be a Class 4 unit, but two of them would be Class 3 at the very least. Brando could also think of a way to train the Iron Horse Knight. This was one of the advantages of transmigrating. Now that he had some free time, he had to start preparing for this.
However, he first called Bosley back to reality and asked, "Grandmaster, the armor of the Crimson Banner Cavalry is quite good. Can you think of a way to improve it?"
"Improve it?" Bosley was puzzled: "Even though the armor's defense is high, it's not suitable for heavy infantry. Especially since it only strengthens the defense of the arrows. It's a little against the ideals of the White Lion Infantry. "
"No, I want you to help me modify it so that archers can wear it." Brando shook his head.
"Archers?" Bosley's eyes widened. He had never heard of anyone being so extravagant that even archers had to wear magic armor. It wasn't that archers weren't precious, but their position was too low. Using magic armor on them was too wasteful. "Isn't this too extravagant?"
"Not at all. What if they're the ones wearing it?" Brando had Bosley turn around and pointed at a few tall Tree Elf girls with bows on their backs. They were strolling through the streets of the 'human world' and looking around curiously.
"Then …" Bosley couldn't find the words to object this time.
Everyone knew that Elven archers were all godly archers. However, he couldn't imagine what an archer wearing magic armor would look like.
In theory, an archer's goal was to be agile.
… … (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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