Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

In another small town of Count Obra, Count Russell placed most of the 18th Army's troops here and deployed 20,000 people to the south of here to guard the right wing of the 18th Army.

Compared with the 15th Army's 130,000 troops, his 18th Army had only 80,000 troops, the expeditionary force had more than 20,000 troops, the Crusaders had 13,000 troops, and the remaining 40,000-plus were vassal troops.

"My lord, Lord Weilin sent a knight to deliver a letter." A high-ranking silver knight entered the city lord's mansion, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully.

Russell, who was watching the battle report, put down the documents in his hand and said, "Go and invite the person in."

"Yes, my lord."

In less than a moment, a silver-level mid-level knight entered the hall, pounded his chest, and then took out the letter on his chest, presented it with both hands, and replied respectfully: "Lord Russell, this is a letter that my lord asked me to deliver. It is information about the Earldom of Obra. Please take a look."

Russell took the letter from the knight and motioned for him to take a seat. He then checked the seal of the envelope to make sure it was not damaged. Then he opened the letter and carefully read the message on it.

"Is that really cruel?"

Three minutes later, Russell put down the letter in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

"My Lord, it is..."

Seeing this, the high-ranking silver knight standing behind Russell whispered in his ear, somewhat hesitantly asking.

Russell nodded and said, "We have previously deduced eight possible outcomes, and the most unlikely one has emerged."

"They are really planning to flood the Earldom of Obra." The High-ranking Silver Knight's tone was filled with horror. He really couldn't imagine that someone would actually do something that would harm others and not benefit themselves.

"Now that things have come to this, it seems that our previous plan to suspend the advance was correct. The moral bottom line of the Germans is even lower than that of the Ansas." Russell folded the letter in his hand, put it in his arms, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Lord Russell, the letter has been delivered. I will take my leave now." Seeing that the two were about to discuss a new battle plan, the intermediate silver knight stood up and tendered his resignation.

Russell stood up and said gently, "Tell Weilin a message for me, thanking him for the information he sent. I'll treat him to a drink some other day."

"Yes, my lord."

After sending the messenger away, Russell immediately asked his guardian knight to summon the generals of various troops to come to the city lord's mansion to attend a meeting to discuss how to deal with the impending flood.

In addition, the feasibility of Earl Coleridge Obra's surrender must be confirmed by the spies from the 15th Army before a corresponding decision can be made.

……

At night, in the Earldom of Obra, in a castle outside the city of Obra, a high-level silver shadow assassin successfully entered the castle with the help of the shadows.

In the study, Count Obra sat on a wooden chair with his eyes closed.

According to the news from his spy in the provincial capital of Soller Province, Marquis Irus decided to abandon the "County of Obra", sacrificing hundreds of thousands of civilians in the Earldom of Obra and gathering more than 10,000 adventurers and mercenaries in the city of Obra.

Suddenly, Coleridge opened his eyes, looked out the window, and said calmly: "Friend, since you are here, come in and sit down."

The shadow assassin hiding in the shadow under the windowsill was a little surprised when he saw this. He was obviously hiding very well, so how did the other party find him?

"No, the other party is trying to deceive me."

After figuring out the reason, the shadow assassin no longer hid, came out from the shadows, climbed over the window, and stepped lightly on the carpet.

The original purpose of his coming here was to meet Earl Coleridge, and since the other party had given him the opportunity, he just took the opportunity to step forward.

"Hello, Earl Coleridge. I'm here to greet you on behalf of my master, Commander of the 15th Army of the 4th Legion of the Expeditionary Force, Verin Aix." The shadow assassin placed his right hand on his chest, bent forward, slightly bent his body, and saluted him.

Looking at the six-seal assassin in front of him, Coleridge's eyes flickered and he motioned for him to sit down.

Seeing this, the Shadow Assassin came over and sat down on the soft leather sofa, placing the dagger on the table to show his willingness to negotiate.

Seeing this, Coleridge smiled kindly and asked, "If I choose to surrender, how will your army treat me, my family, and my loyal subordinates?"

"Earl Coleridge, if you choose to surrender, according to my master's wishes, you and your troops will be incorporated into the Crusade Army and be under the command of Earl Russell of the 18th Army." The shadow assassin did not beat around the bush and directly stated the conditions that Weilin had given.

"Is that so?"

Coleridge lowered his head and fell into deep thought. It was a little different from what he had thought, but still within his acceptable range.

If Irus had not made the decision to flood the Earldom of Obra, he would have hesitated and continued to wait for the price.

But now the situation has changed, and he decided to quit while he is ahead.

However, if I agree to it rashly now, it would seem that I am too impatient. I have to delay for a while.

"I still need some time to think, you see..."

The shadow assassin interrupted Coleridge and said in a cold tone: "Earl Coleridge, my master has long anticipated this situation. He only gives you three days. After three days, you must make a choice."

"I understand. I will give you a reply within three days."

At this point in the conversation, the Shadow Assassin stood up and reminded, "Earl Coleridge, your kingdom's Tenth Legion of the Western Expedition is preparing to flood the Earldom of Obra. I hope you can make the right choice."

"Thank you for reminding."

Coleridge stood up and began to thank him.

The shadow assassin glanced at Coleridge, dived into the shadows, and disappeared into the castle.

After the other party left, Coleridge sat down again, staring at the dagger he had not taken away, and fell into deep thought.

He was very glad that he had shown goodwill in the beginning, otherwise the other party would not have deliberately come to him.

"If you don't follow the moral code of martial arts, don't blame me."

He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, put away the dagger, left the study and went to the bedroom to rest.

……

Late at night, in a small hotel in the city of Obra, a brother and sister were lying in bed.

The black-haired boy turned his head, looked at his drooling sister, and reached out to gently wipe away the water stains.

With the slight movement, the silver-haired girl came back to life. She looked at her brother's hand, which was still stained with her saliva. Her face turned slightly red, and she stammered, "Brother, you..."

"It's okay, just keep sleeping."

Looking at the black-haired boy's smile, the silver-haired girl suddenly remembered something and said, "Brother, I just dreamed that this place was flooded."

"It was submerged by the flood." The black-haired boy's smile froze instantly, and he asked in disbelief, "Mengmeng, you really dreamed about it."

"Yes." The silver-haired girl confirmed again, "There is water everywhere, and there are monsters in the water. I saw many people dead."