Knight with Wand

A war that affects the fate of countless people certainly requires a commander to lead the overall situation and serve as the brains of the entire army.

Especially at this critical moment when the situation is critical and the enemy is strong and we are weak, if the army is in disarray, then the hope of victory will be out of reach.

However, as a guest army, Leon was surprised by Count Runaf's attitude.

When the other party asked this question, he was not asking for four thousand Olander reinforcements to accept the command of Bardim County.

What this seemingly young lord wanted at this moment was to give up his position as commander to the outsiders, the Thorn Flower Army.

According to Leon's understanding in Ivan's letter, the newly succeeded earl should now be the leader of the military alliance of nobles in the eastern part of Kantadar. If this is the case, why would he hand over his life and property to outsiders?

"My leadership position is now in name only."

Facing the doubts of Leon and others, Runav explained bitterly.

"To be honest with you, the previous consecutive failures have exhausted the prestige I accumulated with my family and my father's generation. Many lords who have lost their territories have accumulated dissatisfaction with me to the extreme.

Previously, in order to concentrate my forces to attack the undead, I gave up many lands under the control of my allies that could not be defended. But now, with the important pass fortress lost, I have no hope of realizing the counterattack promised by the lords. Now if If it weren't for the '10,000' reinforcements led by you to stabilize people's hearts, I'm afraid this alliance would have collapsed and scattered before your arrival. "

"Ten thousand reinforcements?" Leon raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

Runav nodded and said helplessly: "I have no choice but to lie. Please don't expose it to others."

Leon and others were not stupid, and immediately understood that this was the other party's reassuring words.

"But Lord Runav, we are Orlanders after all, and we were enemies not long ago. You entrusted us to command Kantadar's army, how can we convince the public?" Balfe touched the scar on his face and asked doubtfully. road.

"There is no other way. Even if I am the nominal commander, I can't sit in this position now, but neither can the other lords. Everyone, even if you can't actually mobilize the other lords, it is still better than letting this coalition disband." Count Runulf shook his head.

"Lord Balfe, Lord Runaf wants to use our '10,000' army to give other lords the confidence to ensure that they are safe and make other nobles believe that we Orlanders will help them withstand the current danger. situation." Azarian said.

He could see Runav's true purpose. The other party gave up the power of commander to the Thorn Flower Family. In fact, he was looking for someone who could help him take the blame and continue to maintain the alliance.

After all, this land is the opponent's last territory. In such a situation, if he wants to retain other Kantadar lords and continue to help the Bardim family fight, Runav himself has obviously no chance of winning to convince others.

"How many troops do your coalition forces have in total that can fight now?"

Although Leon was asking Runav, he looked at Ivan aside and Uncle Ron standing behind him, asking them for confirmation.

Count Runav pondered for a while and replied: "The army under my command, including the newly recruited soldiers, has a total of four thousand people."

Ron was silent and nodded slightly to Leon.

"My 'Gryphon Mercenary Group' still has 1,800 soldiers." Ivan continued.

Griffin mercenary group?

Leon couldn't help but be startled by the name of the other party's armed forces.

Ivan's words did not stop, and he went on to speak frankly: "In the coalition army, there are still 2,500 people under the command of the two lords from Longstone County.

As for the armies of the other eleven minor lords, they totaled about three thousand people. "

That is, eleven thousand three hundred people.

Leon thought for a while, and realized that his own initiative to shoulder the burden did not conflict with his own purpose. If the alliance led by Sobonitz collapsed, the four thousand people he brought alone would not be able to support it alone.

The only question is who will be the commander of these fifteen thousand soldiers.

Leon looked at Baron Balfe and Captain Yirem beside him.

Here, it seems that only these two weather-beaten commanders have the ability to lead an army.

wrong!

Laura!

Leon blinked and almost forgot that there was still an ancient common leader of all the continent's races inside his body.

"Laura, do you have experience in commanding an army of more than 10,000 people?" Leon asked quickly in his mind.

"Of course, don't worry, I will help you, but you can actually do it yourself."

Laura’s voice echoed leisurely in his heart.

Leon didn't care about the second half of his little teacher's encouragement, but felt his confidence suddenly doubled.

After all, having an elder in a family is like having a treasure.

The ancient emperor who is thousands of years old, the Holy Sun Prophet, personally helps him command his troops. It seems that he can just act as a trumpet for Laura?

This is serious "Jesus Christ gives military advice."

As if he felt a +20 military BUFF floating above his head, Leon looked serious and took the initiative to recommend himself to everyone:

"Everyone, can you give me the position of commander of the army?"

Obviously, only if he himself serves as the commander-in-chief of the entire army can he directly convey Laura's military orders.

"I agree." Balfe touched his chin and made no objection.

Although he has been on the battlefield for a long time, he really has no experience in commanding an army of ten thousand people, not to mention that he is unfamiliar with the place. Considering that Leon has old acquaintances with the opponent's generals, he is indeed more suitable than himself to unite the troops of both sides.

Especially the elite troops under Leon, who were invited from the Holy Court Kingdom, had nothing to do with him. Balf did not think that these mysterious Holy Lake Knights could obey his command.

Moreover, his own Griffin Baron had created countless miracles. Although he was young, he had many extraordinary military exploits. Balf had no objection to this young man.

Leon thanked the Scarface Baron for his trust, and then looked at Captain Irem.

"As long as you can ensure that you cherish the precious lives of every comrade under my command and avoid unnecessary sacrifices, then the Ilaril Knights will be very happy to fight for the liberation of the Holy City under your leadership." Irem nodded.

He had a good impression of this secular lord of the Holy Oracle Land, not only because of his good reputation among the people, but also because of some indescribable affinity.

More than one knight has reported to him that after staying with Baron Leon for a long time, the magic in his body is more active and warmer than before, just like drinking the water of the Holy Lake, which is as comfortable as drinking the water of the Holy Lake.

Presumably, this is the favor and blessing that Ilaril gives to those who rule the Holy Land.

"I swear to make your battle worthy of your glory."

Leon looked at the inexplicably easy-to-talk leader of the Lola fan club and saluted him with gratitude.

The Ranger Knights also had no objection. Although the lone rangers were highly skilled in martial arts, they had no experience in commanding the army and were willing to obey professional leaders.

Count Runaf saw that the support army had reached a consensus, and he felt relieved, as if he had unloaded an unbearable burden.

Next, it depends on whether the other Cantadar lords insist on opposing it.

In the fortress fortress the next day, a total of more than 30 leading nobles from all parties gathered in the meeting hall of the Baldim family.

The long table with simple decorations stretched across the center, like an invisible boundary, cleverly separating the two sides on the left and right sides, each sitting upright, and the atmosphere was solemn.

When Count Runaf proposed to temporarily grant military command to Baron Leon from Orland, this statement was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, arousing opposition from many Cantadar lords, and the venue unexpectedly fell into debate.

If it weren't for the recent series of disastrous defeats and immeasurable losses that had eroded the minds of these nobles with fear and despair, I'm afraid that even the reinforcements from Orland would be difficult for them to accept, let alone letting a lord from the Northern Kingdom become the "marshal" to lead their battles.

"This Lord Leon Pendragon once helped His Majesty Casso in Usato Territory to defeat the elite troops under the command of the rebel Duke Aberle, and even seriously injured Count Yasen who joined the rebels.

If you still have objections, please propose a more outstanding general to lead us out of the predicament."

Runaf didn't care whether the other party's record was true or not, and he urgently needed the Lord of Orland to help him, so he kept bragging at this moment.

Baron Ivan stood up at the right time and echoed loudly: "Lord Leon once selflessly helped the city of Shatai and repelled the invading army of the undead.

He saved my life, and it was with his warning and help that I had the opportunity to lead the people to escape from the clutches of the dead. I swear to the gods that I can guarantee Lord Leon's character and bravery."

The nobles of Kantadar were talking about it.

"Can character and bravery defeat countless undead?" A young lord sneered.

He looked more gorgeous in his armor and robe, and obviously had a higher status among the eastern nobles.

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Leon looked at the other party and remembered that before the meeting, he was introduced as the new lord of "Langston County" in the southeastern region of the Eastern Territory.

However, now Langston County has been completely occupied.

".If you ask me, there is no need to defend Baldim. It is only a matter of time before those undeads cross the river. We should retreat to Mamor County like Sir Aska and his men, and let Earl Mamor lead us."

A gloomy lord spoke sarcastically. His territory had long been reduced to a dead zone, and he was extremely disappointed with the coalition forces at the moment.

"Yes, my army has not received enough military rations for three days! How can the soldiers fight when they can only be half-starved for every meal? Lord Runaf, how much food do the coalition forces have left?!" A lord couldn't help but took the opportunity to question with dissatisfaction.

Disputes continued one after another. Looking around the long table, Leon realized that there were really few older, steady and capable faces on the side of Kantadar.

Although he was also young

Listening to the meaningless disputes that seemed to be endless, Leon frowned, tired of this verbal dispute that had no substantive meaning.

——Bang! The gauntlet slapped on the table, and the reverberating sound interrupted the dispute.

The eyes of the Kantadar lords were cast over.

"You are right, pale words cannot bring victory."

Leon stood up holding the hilt of the sword.

"In that case, let me prove myself first.

Without your army, within five days, I will launch a counterattack, recapture a fallen town on the south bank, and destroy an army of undead.

At that time, please judge whether I am qualified to lead the army."

Ignoring the young nobles who had lost all their fighting spirit, he turned and left.

Avalon, the Knights of the Holy Lake, the Knights Rangers, and the retainers of the Thorn Flower, all set off in neat robes and armor, followed him and left the noisy Kantadar nobles and walked out of the conference hall.

Runaf looked at the backs of the Orland soldiers leaving, stunned for a moment, and then stood up and chased after Ivan.

"Sir Leon."

Runaf and others followed the other side in the courtyard.

Leon turned around and saw the other side's doubts, so he had to shake his head: "Sorry, I don't want to waste time convincing them one by one."

He didn't expect these Kantadar troops who had experienced countless defeats to help immediately, but now it seems that this coalition is more fragile than he expected.

Those immature leaders couldn't even control their emotions of failure, and their irritability and frustration were all written on their faces, not to mention that their troops now had some morale. Even if they were really pulled to the battlefield, they would collapse at the first touch, and they were not even cannon fodder.

Leon believed that if he wanted them to regain their fighting spirit, he had to bring them a real victory first.

But before that, he had a more urgent question.

"Sir, what was the question from the lord just now?" Leon stared at the other side with a sharp eye.

"What's the question?"

"Lord Runaf, don't treat me like a fool. Since you have entrusted me to be the commander of the coalition forces, tell me the truth. How much food do you have left for everyone in your territory to survive?" Leon asked expressionlessly.

Runaf's eyes wavered slightly.

Ivan saw that the atmosphere was a little tense, and hurriedly clarified: "Lord Leon, please don't worry. The army of the previous lord must have encountered some problems in the transportation of military rations. Lord Runaf has sufficient food and grass."

"Really? How much is left?" Leon turned his head and looked at him and repeated the question.

Ivan choked. The coalition forces' food and grass have always been managed by Count Runaf's confidants. He didn't know the specific inventory, but he saw that the granary in the fortress was still full.

Without making things difficult for the upright Knight Shatai, Leon sighed and looked towards Runaf, waiting for his answer.

After a long time, even Ivan gradually felt something was wrong when he looked at Count Runaf who remained silent.

Staring at the pair of black eyes that seemed to penetrate people's hearts, Runaf sighed.

"Sir Leon, please come and talk with me in private."

Let the others return to the camp first, and Leon only took Azerian, Olivia, Captain Irem, and Baron Balf to Runaf's study for a secret talk.

The coalition's food and grass.

It can only last for eight days.

This is the truth that Count Baldim told Leon and others.

Ivan stood up in shock.

"How is it possible! The coalition had enough food before."

"We lost too quickly." Runaf narrowed his eyes in regret. This is why he couldn't wait to throw away the hot seat in the hope that the Orland army could help him launch a counterattack as soon as possible.

"I never expected that Kilmerton Fortress would fall so quickly. On the plains on the south bank, the grain in many granaries had not yet been transferred to the north bank, and those areas had already lost control."

Ivan sat down again without saying a word. He was always full of fighting spirit, but now he was also shaken.

You know, there are more than 10,000 soldiers on the north bank, and there are hundreds of thousands or even 200,000 civilians. The food is not enough for the army. Once famine breaks out in this land, the army will collapse without the invasion of the undead.

Hungry victims may even become another enemy. Ivan has experienced this once in Shatai City.