Chapter 213 Even the Andal nobles are confused now!
What the Walrasians thought.
Leon can actually roughly guess it.
The Antolian army was at home in the areas controlled by the Walras, burning military rations, conquering important towns, and even captured the elderly first-class Tablo... Not to mention anything else,
Oluo, the commander-in-chief of the southern front army Husband Bundy will definitely be engraved on the pillar of shame of the Kingdom of Walras!
But for Leon, does this have anything to do with him?
The purpose of this battle is, of course, not just to scratch the Walrasian’s butt with a knife and open their eyes wide.
Leon is not that boring.
The results that can be achieved are what Leon, a practical lord, values most!
You know, from the south bank of the Meyerson River to the capture of Bolton City, Antolia's soldiers have completed a magnificent transformation from having no horses per person to having two horses per person!
Such a large number of war horses was something that was unimaginable before!
With these war horses, the Antolians no longer need to use the abandoned land to catch cattle.
As long as Leon wants to, the Antolians are enough to form a powerful cavalry with the capture of this battle!
This is more than 3,000 war horses!
And all of them are fat and strong.
Of course, the war horse is only one of the results of the battle.
Leon even produced a lot of the good things in Norton Palace!
What's more, there are prisoners led by Brownie Bent!
These guys are simply living treasures of gold and silver!
Not to mention anything else, just redeeming Brownie will allow Leon to severely scrape a layer of oil from the Walrasian people!
"Speed up!"
"Scouts, don't let down your guard. Although the border defenses have been learned from General Walras, the situation on the frontline is the same every day, and it may change!" Leon obviously didn't
. I was dazzled by the gains from this battle.
However, he also has his own trump card in his hand.
The captured Brownie Bent was actually just one of them.
If he really encounters the Walrasian army, Leon will scatter money everywhere without hesitation!
The property looted from the Norton Palace is dead, but the lives of the Antolians are alive!
According to the military discipline of Walrasian army in this era, as long as Leon is willing to scatter the wealth he looted from the Principality of Norton, Walrasian army will be in chaos.
However...
what makes Leon slightly fortunate is that since he marched eastward in Bolton City, he has not encountered the Walrasian army along the way.
Moreover, today's Antorian soldiers are still wearing Walrasian clothes, under the banner of Walrasian army.
Even if you encounter a small group of soldiers by chance, most of them can easily get away with it, and it is even easier to make them fall into boxes.
Leon was also able to further improve the intelligence from the border areas during this process.
It was at the same time that the Antoria army, led by Leon, arrived at the border of the Andal Kingdom quietly.
...
The border of Andal Kingdom, Blackwater City.
"Your Excellency, something bad is going to happen!!"
The noise coming from outside the camp made the Duke of Mercia's heart tremble suddenly.
You know, from the dispatch of troops to Norton to the current border guard battle of the kingdom, the Duke of Mercia is naturally disgraced.
Fortunately, King Wilbert I probably knew what the situation was like among the western nobles of the Kingdom of Andal, so he did not reprimand him.
As the war continued to develop, as one of the two great nobles in the western part of the Andal Kingdom, the Duke of Mercia took the initiative to take on the burden of guarding the kingdom's territory, hoping to wash away his previous shame and save the family. respect.
However, to win respect, fighting is no child's play, so the Duke of Mercia naturally has to choose a good position for himself.
You know, the western border of the Andal Kingdom is very long.
Most of the Walrasian army is stationed to the north of the border, while Blackwater City, guarded by the Duke of Mercia, is located in the south. Since it is far away from the main transportation hub, it is relatively stable on weekdays, with at most small-scale harassment.
As more and more reinforcements arrived at the border, the Duke of Mercia's defensive pressure suddenly decreased, and he gradually recovered from the previous jittery mood.
"Another Walrasian cavalry?"
Looking at the guards rushing into the camp, the Duke of Mercia asked calmly.
"Yes!"
"Still the same as before, just let Count Goodale watch their every move." "Most of the troops of the Kingdom of Walras are stationed in the north to confront the army of the Andal Kingdom. There won't be anything happening here for the time being. Disputes."
This is really not because the Duke of Mercia is blindly confident, but because he has enough confidence in Military Minister Yubel Harlin.
As early as the civil war in the Kingdom of Andal, this military minister had become famous for his meritorious service in defending River Valley City, and his achievements were by no means smaller than those of Leon.
The Andal army and the coalition forces of various countries, personally commanded by Military Minister Yubel Harin, have been closely watching the Walras people's every move these days.
As far as the Duke of Mercia knew, he had even begun planning to launch a new offensive against the Walrasian front.
"No... it's different!"
"Your Excellency, this time is different!"
The guard who came to report the news said with a panicked look on his face.
"What's going on?"
The Duke of Mercia couldn't help but frowned.
"Thousands of cavalry!"
"At least two thousand!"
"Countless horses!"
Hearing this, the Duke of Mercia stood up suddenly and said, "How is this possible?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"The movements of Walras's eastern front army have always been exposed to the sight of the Andals. If there was such a large-scale mobilization, how could there be no news before?!" At this moment, the calm look on the face of the Duke of
Mercia The color gradually fades.
He fought against the Walrasians.
The toughness of those barbarians still remains in his memory.
"But those people have already arrived outside the city! Your Majesty the Duke!"
"What?!"
When the Duke of Mercia finally walked onto the city wall accompanied by everyone, a solemn look could not help but appear in his eyes.
The nobles of the kingdom have the responsibility to protect their territory.
As a duke, it was naturally impossible for him to abandon the city and flee.
However, the thousands of cavalrymen kicked up the billowing dust, which was intimidating.
The most important thing is that behind Blackwater City is the hereditary fiefdom of the Duke of Mercia, so... there is no room for retreat in this battle!
"What are you afraid of!"
"The original garrison of Blackwater City alone was three thousand! Now there are fifteen hundred reinforcements from the Eastern Principality!"
The Duke suddenly felt the courage to draw his sword and roared. road.
The Duke of Mercia is indeed greedy, but that is a common trait among nobles.
In addition, there is a rare trace of courage in him.
If not, King Wilbert I would not have given Blackwater City to him to guard.
Seeing the Duke approaching the city wall in person, the defenders could not help but feel a little less timid.
The worst case scenario is death!
The Walras people are indeed tough, but behind them is the territory of the Andal Kingdom.
The levies indeed have no feelings for their family and country, but what they know is that the Walras people are far more terrifying than the Andal nobles!
If this city is lost, they will definitely not survive!
However...
just when the Duke of Mercia made up his mind to defend the city to the death, the Walrasian flags fell one after another.
Instead, there was a flag that looked slightly familiar to the Duke of Mercia.
"Is that... the flag of the Antolians?"
At this moment, the Duke of Mercia's brain suddenly shut down...
nothing happened.
(End of chapter)