In the mountains on the southern border between Fort Andermatt and the province of Jonah, an autumn hunting procession of more than 30 people passes through them.

In the position of the earl, hunting is no longer simply hunting.

Yate wanted to return to his role as a hunter and enjoy a rare leisure in the mountains, but Antayas prepared for this for three full days, three experienced old hunters opened the way for the team, and two escorts entered the hunting ground a day earlier to "clear the field", the best hunting dogs and the strongest hunting bows were fully matched.

The mountains are full of prey that run wildly, and any few arrows can hit the prey, and the arduous hunting activities of the past have become a kind of "gleaning" entertainment.

Art raised his bow and aimed it at an elk running towards him, and just as he was ready to fire, he let go of his bowstring.

After a few moments, the hunters gathered around Art.

"My lord, why didn't you hunt that elk just now?" Seeing that Art was not targeted, Antaas asked suspiciously.

Art pointed to the few prey hanging on the back of the horses behind him, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, if I continue today, I'm afraid that the prey of the entire forest will fall under my arrows." You rushed to my bow for that elk just now, right? ”

Antayas smiled awkwardly, "My lord, this isn't for your own sake. ”

"Okay, I've got your kindness, so let's stop the hunt. The prey was all rewarded to the guys who were all over the mountains and helped me chase the prey, and it was not easy for them. ”

Art inserted the hunting bow back into the saddle bow, rubbed his shoulder, and asked Antayas, "This is already the border of Jonah Province, right?"

Antayas looked around, then turned back to the hunter behind him, and replied, "This place is less than three miles from the border of Jonah Province."

Art nodded to Ron, and then instructed Antaas, "Find a high place with a good view, and we will also climb up and look at the province of Jonah."

Pacing through the forest, the group climbed a gentle slope to a high hilltop in a short time.

Art jumped off his horse and walked to the edge of the flat top, raising his hands and eyebrows, looking at the disappearing hills and endless plains in the north, and his heart was deeply moved.

After looking at it for a moment, he raised his hand to Ron.

Ron turned over and took out a parchment roll from his horseback saddlebag, walked to Art's side and unfolded it, revealing a topographical map of Jonah Province, which accurately depicted the locations of the counties, forts, and pass fortresses in Jonah Province, and detailed notes on the deployment of troops in each fortress checkpoint.

At first, Antayas didn't understand what Art meant by holding a torn parchment with curly edges, but his pupils began to dilate as he stepped forward to accompany him and caught a glimpse of the shapes and markings on the parchment.

Antaas had followed the Welsh Legion in the Western Frontier during the final battle of the War of the Successors, and as a high-ranking officer, he was no stranger to this kind of "marching map" that he would see in every military meeting.

"Lord Earl, this is~" Antayas immediately shut up, thinking that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked.

Art was not in a hurry to answer Antaas's doubts, he raised his hand and pointed to the north of the high hill, and asked Antaas: "How long will it take for a cavalry company of 100 horsemen, lightly armed and assaulted, from Fort Andermatt to the first military fort in the south of Jonah Province?"

Antaas was stunned for a moment, and replied: "If there is no obstruction, you can reach the city in half a day."

Art glanced at Ron, who whispered to the guards to stop the surrounding idlers.

"Antayas, how many troops do you think it will take to capture the entire southern two counties of Jonah Province?" Art began to conceive of offensive and defensive deployments on that marching map.

"Your Excellency, you mean to attack the province of Jonah?" Antayas is still confused.

"I mean hypothetical."

"If the elite legion of the adults makes a surprise attack, two hundred infantry plus fifty cavalry will be enough."

Yate was noncommittal, thought for a moment, suddenly put away the map, turned to Antaas beside him, and said: "The commander of the Fort Andermatt Company of the Southern Frontier Garrison Corps of the Wells Legion Antayas received the order."

Antayas was startled and stood by.

"According to credible information, Swabian troops are massing at the border with the intention of violating the border. In order to prepare for the Swabian army, the entire cavalry company of the Welsh Legion, the first company of the 1st detachment of the Welsh Legion, the archbow team of the Welsh Legion, and the 1st baggage team of the Welsh Legion will be stationed at Fort Andermatt within ten days. ”

"From now on, your caravan of the European Merchant House will assist the Legion's baggage team in transporting grain, grass and baggage to Fort Andermatt......"

After listening with a glaring eye, Antayas first answered the order loudly, and then asked in a low voice, "My lord, is this what the palace means?"

Art took the map and turned to look at the province of Jonah with his hands behind his back, and sighed heavily, "Now that the Legion of Wales is a sharp blade in the hands of Lord Marquis, I can't escape this kind of dirty work." But that's what he did. ”

But not long ago, it was rumored in the palace that the palace minister was quite used by the new monarch, and the new monarch regarded him as an arm. How could it be~" Antayas lowered his voice.

After saying a half-sentence, Antaya Ston realized, "Oh my God, it's no wonder that the last time the druid was escorting goods from the province of Jonah, he saw that there were many officials sent by the palace to survey the border in the province of Jonah. ”

"Alright, let's go back and prepare. The province of Jonah is our own territory after all, and we hope that our blade will not be used in the end. Art turned his head again to look at the province of Jonah, photographed the topographical map to Ron, and flew himself across his horse, returning in the direction he had come......

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Ten days later, when Art had finished his northern tour and returned to the Beiguan Military Fort with the Earlguard, Lusignan and Jafar had already led the cavalry company of the Wells Legion into Fort Andermatt, and the Welsh Baggage Department began to draw military rations from all over the province and transport them to Andermatt one after another.

Almost at the same time, the court of the Princes of Burgundy received a top-secret military information that the Swabens were planning to send troops against the Princes of Burgundy.

A few days later, Flender, the prince of the Marquis of Burgundy, ordered the eastern frontier to be put into a state of war readiness, and ordered the military lieutenant of the court, the Earl of Wales, the commander of the Welsh Legion and the Southern Garrison Regiment, to reorganize the army and lead the army north and east at any time to assist Jonah Province in defending against foreign invasions.

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Besançon, the residence of the Prime Minister of the Imperial Court.

Balwin felt more and more that the atmosphere of the entire Hou State court was strange, and in the face of his increasingly transgressive behavior, the new monarch Flender, who had always been decisive in killing, repeatedly backed down, and the horrific remarks that "the palace is the same as the king" have begun to circulate in the court.

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Balwin was definitely not stupid, so he had sensed the smell of blood in the air.

Especially the top-secret military information received by the Japanese court some time ago is even more inexplicable. As the lord of the province of Jonah and the defender of the eastern border of the Hou Kingdom, he had not heard any news of Swabian's invasion of the territory beforehand.

Pacing back and forth in the room, never getting the point.

Balwyn stopped, and shouted out the name of the housekeeper outside the room.

After a while, the housekeeper of the mansion pushed the door in, "Master, what do you command?" ”

Balwin took a few steps to the butler, "I always feel that there is something wrong with the atmosphere in the palace recently, you send someone to the palace to inquire secretly to see if there is any change in the inner court?" ”

"Wait!" When the butler heard this, he immediately turned around and prepared to act, but Balwin stopped with a shout.

"You keep the word, let our people be honest with me recently, don't get into trouble."

"Yes, sir." The butler turned around.

"Come back!" Balwin shouted again.

"Sir?"

"I always felt that something was wrong, you asked the guard officer to increase my personal bodyguard, and ordered another fifty elites to be transferred from Jonah City."

Balwin suddenly felt a little chilled, "Have someone light the fireplace." ”

"Master~ It's not early autumn yet."

"Get out! Let you do it, you will do it. Where is so much nonsense! ”

Balwin shuddered.

It's a late summer and a cold autumn......