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A few days later, Simon found the army. They camped and set up defense lines in the swamp area where the cavalry legions had been defeated.

He searched for it at low altitude and landed among his troops.

"Lord Viscount! You are back! Great!" Mailan and others almost cried with joy when they saw him.

He had been gone for a long time and everyone thought something had happened to him.

"Something has delayed me. What happened in the past few days?" Simon jumped off the back of the griffin and said with a smile.

"Lord Viscount, the Sword Legion and the Green Forest Brothers fought against each other, but they were all small-scale battles, and they all won.

Yesterday, I heard that Viscount Ravens received a letter from the enemy and ordered the army to station and defend here.

We have no way of knowing the specific content. "Mai Lan reported.

"We didn't lose any of our people, right?" Simon nodded and asked again.

"Except for the vanguard regiment, which participated in one battle, the other ministries did not participate in the battle." Mailan replied immediately.

"Okay! Order five hundred people to follow me and ask Ravens what happened." Simon ordered.

"Yes! Sir!" Mailan responded and left.

However, before they could go out, Ravens brought someone to find them.

Simon invited him into the tent and said with a faint smile: "Your Majesty the Viscount, I encountered some accidents during my reconnaissance trip and almost died.

Fortunately, some information was obtained. Long Narrow Castle had fallen, and all members of the Milde family were killed except for the earl's third daughter.

In addition, I also discovered that there is an advanced knight in the Green Forest Brotherhood. His fighting spirit skill is a golden light shield, which should be defensive...

And I made a rough count and found that their number of combatable soldiers is approximately between 30,000 and 50,000..."

Simon told him what he had seen and heard along the way, omitting his own personal matters.

Ravens listened very carefully, and a lot of this information was of great value.

"So, now the Green Forest Brotherhood wants to stick to the long and narrow territory first.

They sent us a letter yesterday, please read it. "

Ravens said with a serious face and handed over a parchment letter.

After Simon took it, he read it carefully and frowned.

"The lion opens his mouth, do you have so many things?" He shook his head slightly and sighed.

According to this letter, the Green Forest Brotherhood requires 500 pairs of heavy armor, 5,000 pairs of iron-clad light armor, and 20,000 pieces of leather armor.

In addition, there are 50,000 baskets of grain. One basket is converted to 120 kilograms, which means six million kilograms of grain.

If not given, they would kill one noble a day, and finally put Prince Ferdy on trial and burn him alive.

"If the whole army takes off its armor, it is enough to do it together, but it is absolutely not possible to do this.

Baron Simon, do you have any ideas? Ravens said with a sad look on his face.

"How can we two young viscounts handle this matter? Have you sent a message to Eagle City? Have you notified Marquis Val?"

Simon frowned and asked. This guy also asked him if he had any ideas. It was simply a mental illness.

“Marquis Val has sent a raven message a long time ago, but there is no reply yet.

As for Eagle City, they not only sent out ravens, but also sent knights on griffins to deliver the message.

But water from afar can't quench the thirst of nearby people. We still need to make a decision about this matter. " Ravens sighed.

"You are the commander of the Sword Legion, and I am just a young viscount in a certain place. I have no power or position. You just have to make the decision.

There is no need to discuss it with me. I will lead my soldiers to cooperate with the army in fighting. Other matters have nothing to do with me. "

Simon immediately shook his head and said clearly.

"Your Majesty the Viscount, you are the only one with the highest title in the Cisse Territory today. I hope you can shoulder the honor and responsibility of a nobleman.

The Sword Legion is willing to obey your command..."

"I used to be a horse breeder, so I don't understand the things you're talking about. I'll learn more later...

We are only seventeen years old this year, why don’t we ask those direct barons..."

Simon waved his hand and said that he would not dare to accept this kind of hot potato. It would not do any good and would make him look awkward.

Anyway, no one can say that he did not contribute in the previous battle, as twelve of his barons were killed.

Among the nobles directly under the jurisdiction, he suffered great losses.

Upon seeing this, Ravens affirmed his justice and persuaded him earnestly for a while, but Simon just shook his head and said nothing.

"Your Excellency, Commander, you can make up your own mind on this matter. I'm a little tired, so I won't send you far."

Simon didn't want to listen to his nagging anymore and ordered him to be kicked out.

"Viscount Simon, please co-sign a reply to me..."

"Your Majesty the Viscount, please do it!" Mailan and others didn't wait for him to finish speaking before they hugged him out.

Ravens had no choice but to leave with a gloomy and sad look on his face.

After Mailan and others returned to the big tent, Simon ordered: "Keep an eye on our food and grass.

This is a good place to camp. Hold here first and don't follow the Sword Legion.

By the way, get some meat to feed the gryphons, and give me some roasted deer steaks. The light has been flying in the sky for the past few days, and I haven’t seen any oily smell..."

"Yes! Lord Viscount, please wait a moment." Mailan and others responded and left.

Simon made up his mind not to leave the military camp in the next few days.

Just let Ravens pick up the hot potato. He has the responsibility anyway.

There is no need for Simon to join in the fun. I guess Ravens' hair will turn gray in the next few days.

One day passed in the blink of an eye.

The Greenwood Brotherhood sent a noble head.

After Ravens had someone identify him, he sent him to Simon. This was a baron under his command, who was born in the North Wind Land.

He was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was extremely gloomy, as if he had been humiliated.

"I must avenge this brother! Kill all the bandits of the Green Forest Brotherhood!"

After Simon shouted, he asked Somir to collect the body.

Two more days passed.

The Green Forest Brotherhood kept its promise and sent a noble head every day.

It was still a baron under Simon's command. This time one was born in the Storm Land, and the other was from the Forest Valley.

Ravens sent it to him quickly.

As usual, Simon cursed and said a few harsh words, and then asked Trodo to collect the body.

In this way, seven or eight days passed, and the Green Forest Brotherhood killed a captured noble on time every day.

At the beginning, they were all barons under Simon, which made him very happy.

Later, two direct barons were killed, and Ravens finally couldn't sit still.

On this day, a herald came to Simon's camp and shouted: "Commander Ravens is going to hold a noble meeting. Viscount Simon, please attend the meeting on time!"

Aile, who was patrolling in front of the gate, heard this and responded: "Got it! I will inform the Viscount!"

The herald left immediately, and Ailei also hurriedly reported the matter to Simon.

Simon thought Ravens might make some big moves, so he took 500 elite soldiers to attend the meeting.

When he arrived, it was not too early or too late, and about half of the noble lords had arrived.

Simon found a seat and sat down casually, and waited calmly.

Others glanced at him a few times, but no one said anything, only Willier, Morse and others came over.

They have always been in a group, and the location of their army camping is relatively close.