"Sir, this Count of Kodor is really generous. The opening is 200,000 pfennigh and 50,000 pounds of grain. Shortly after he walked out of the hall of the lords, Ron couldn't help but say.

"Ron, he's not consciously willing to be generous." As he walked, Art turned his head to look at Ron and continued, "Do you know why I didn't attack the city of Kodor this time, and I was so lenient with Count Kodor? ”

"This~ Lord wants to reduce the casualties of the soldiers and rush to Thorn Province as soon as possible." Ron touched his head.

"Yes, you're half right." Art stopped and turned around.

"The war is coming to an end, and the Count of Kodor has been running the area for decades, and he has a lot of influence throughout the country. Moreover, the western trade route of the country was mainly in the province of Codor, and in the future our own trading house needed this trade route to open the markets of the duchy and the kingdom of France, and to deliver a steady stream of valuable goods from the southern region to the princes and nobles, and to put the gold coins in their hands into our pockets. Those gains are not comparable to the looting of a city of Kodor. Art revealed his intentions.

"One more enemy is better than one more ally, the reason why I didn't propose to let all the soldiers surrender after entering the city, but only sent troops to guard various important places, first, I don't want to provoke their resistance; The second is to show favor to Count Kodor, after all, there will be a time when he will be used in the future. ”

"Master, your words are too profound, I don't understand them." Ron was almost stunned by Art's words.

"It doesn't matter, you'll understand later." Art said as he turned and walked on.

"Besides, although I did not make a war reparation to Count Kodor this time, I asked his two sons to go with the army, which not only ensured the safety of our rear, but also implied that Count Kodor himself should know what to do if his son was to be safe."

"But I didn't expect him to make a shot of 200,000 pfennig, it seems that the old guy does have some ability in the way of accumulating wealth." Angus and Ron, who were following behind Art, nodded repeatedly.

As they spoke, several people could already see the garrison of the Wells Regiment not far away. Without further ado, he walked all the way to the legion station.

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"Come, brothers, let's do this first."

"Come on,!"

In a small tavern in the city of Kodor, after arranging military affairs, Rig called his henchmen Hans and Bury to the city tavern to relax.

This time Kodor City can be easily taken, it is indeed beyond the expectations of several people, I thought that it would experience a vicious battle, and I never thought that I would enter Kodor City without blood. But Burry's guy was a little upset.

"Hey, Lord Rigg, why did you say that old thing from Count Kodor surrendered to your lordship? I let them run last time, but I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. It was not easy to catch up with the city of Kodor, but as a result, the long sword entered the city before it was red. Burry sighed and patted the sword at his waist, the scabbard clanging. Drew a burst of laughter from Rig and Hans. The two of them couldn't be clearer about Burry's thoughts.

"You kid, you always want to use the enemy's head to accumulate military merit for yourself. The last time you pursued the remnants of the Kodor army, you were the fastest. As soon as the gates are opened, I will see you being the first to chase the Kodorians with your sword. Rig quipped as he ate peas, and the three old friends laughed.

"Here, another drink. This time God is on our side, and it will not be easy to survive. This wine, it's a sip less, and it's dry. Rig said to the two.

"!"

"!"

After a few beers, the hostess of the tavern brought a large pot of apple stew and a few pieces of refined wheat bread. A few people grabbed it and stuffed it into their mouths.

"The adults just entered the city with those troops yesterday." The woman asked curiously.

Burry glanced at the woman, who was plump and had a fair face. Quickly swallowed the stew that had not been chewed in his mouth, then poured a large sip of beer, wiped the residual juice from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly accosted the woman.

"yes, how do you know?" Burry asked with a smile on his face, his tone a little stiff. Her eyes narrowed into a line, staring at the woman's round buttocks.

"Look at the armor on the bodies of several adults, it is much more majestic than those soldiers in the city. Listen to your accents, and don't look like locals. "Frequent contact with the vendors and officers and soldiers who came and went in the tavern, the woman developed a good eye. Just by the clothes and accents of the guests, you can get a rough idea of where the other person is coming from.

"You're amazing." Bury hastened to praise the woman.

"You kid, I lost my soul when I saw a woman." Hans looked at Burry staring straight at the woman, and said to Burry.

"You~" Burry saw that he had lost face in front of the woman, so he quickly picked up the beer on the table and took a sip, his eyes glaring at Hans viciously. The woman also turned and hurried behind the curtain.

"Burry, it's time for you kid to find a woman, mess around outside, when will you get married." Rigg said with concern.

"Sir Rig, don't expect him, every time the military reward is issued, it will be squandered immediately, how can a woman dare to follow him." Hans then said. Bury no longer refutes.

"The next attack on Thorne may be the last battle, and you must seize the opportunity. Whether he can be promoted to a senior officer of the legion depends on this time. Take control of your future. Bury, in particular, you can't stay in the circle of low-level officers for the rest of your life. The two hurriedly put down the wine and meat in their hands and listened intently.

"Chief Rig, are you telling the truth?" Bury was full of anticipation. Usually looking at the treatment of those senior officers of the legion, Bury was envious in his heart.

"When did I lie to you. But be prepared for the fact that the army in the province of Thorne is not as useless as the soldiers of Kodor. They have fought against the Dongjing army many times, and they are all veterans who have been in battle for a long time, so they can't be careless. Rigge picked up his beer and took a sip. Burry quickly got up and filled Rig's cup with beer.

"Bury, you guy, as soon as you heard that there was an opportunity to make great contributions, you immediately changed people." Seeing that Burry was so attentive, Rig quipped.

"Hey, hey, Greg, if you can be promoted to a senior officer in the legion, I'm counting on this time."

As soon as Burry finished speaking, the soldiers of the Wells Legion hurried to inform them to return to the garrison immediately, and Art was convening a military meeting of senior officers above the captain of the Legion's flag.

The men dropped a few Finneys and followed the herald to the Wells Legion garrison.

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In the tent of the command camp of the Welsh Regiment, a group of officers who hurried in after receiving the order had already sat on both sides of the long wooden table according to their ranks. The soldiers of the baggage squad prepared a beer for each officer and placed it on the table.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Art said, seeing that everyone was already in place, "the city of Kodor is now completely under our control, and the various fortified areas of the city are also guarded by soldiers of the Wells Legion. Next, this will be the rear of our march into Thorne. ”

As soon as they heard the word Thorne, smiles appeared on the faces of the officers. Since entering the province of Kodor, there have been many battles, large and small. At this time, the battle in the province of Kodor was finally over, and everyone was waiting for Yat's order to defeat Thorne's army in one fell swoop and end the battle of the successor.

"Now everyone should know what we're going to do next." Art glanced at the officers present, and slowly pointed the thin wooden stick in his hand to the simple map drawn with a carbon stick on the wooden table, only to see that the other end of the stick landed on the seat of the Thorne court in the north of the province of Kodor.

"Thorne!"

"Thorne!"

The crowd stood up and shouted loudly, emotional. A controversy ensued.

"Our first company should lead the siege first, and other troops will be used as auxiliaries to attract enemy troops."

"No, we hoplites should rush to the front......"

"Looks like everyone can't wait." Seeing the crowd arguing, Art raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. As the head of the legion, Art has long understood the thoughts of his subordinates, and they all hope that their troops will be the vanguard of this attack on Thorn Province. Even the task force and cavalry teams, as well as the crossbow team, did not want to miss this rare opportunity.

"Ladies and gentlemen, according to the new monarch's previous orders, we have less than three days to reach the border of the province of Thorn. When the new king's secret order arrives, we will join forces with the Guangfu army in Dongjing, Thorne Province, to flank Thorne's army and defeat them in one fell swoop. Thus ending the battle of the successors and proclaiming Flender as the Marquis of the Earl Kingdom. ”

"Next, let's discuss the operational deployment after arriving at the border of the Saône......"

The military discussion lasted until late afternoon. The Chinese command camp decided that the army would march immediately after breakfast tomorrow and speed up to the border area of the Saône province to assemble and stand by. At the same time, Colin, the captain of the second company of the 1st sub-regiment of the Wells Legion, remained in the city of Kodor and led his flag team and 50 members of the Midsummer Army to garrison various important places in the city of Kodor to ensure the safety of the rear of the Wells Legion. In the event of an accident, the pigeon will immediately notify the front-line combat troops.

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Early the next morning, after breakfast, the Welsh regiment garrison set up in church square was busy. After receiving the order, the soldiers of the various units of the regiment began to prepare for departure, and the packed marching tents, grain, grass, and baggage and other military materials were loaded into the wagons of the baggage team one after another. This also includes the 50,000 pounds of grain and grass that Count Kodor sent over early this morning.

At the door of the church where the legion was stationed, Yat led his party to greet the bishop of Kodor Province and went out to meet the Count of Kodor who had come with his two sons.

"Good morning, my distinguished guest." The Count of Kodor was still polite when he saw Art.

"Good morning, Lord Count." Art returns the favor.

"These are my two sons," said the Earl of Kodor, as he motioned to the Count's heir, who followed him, to salute Art, "and I will hand them over to you now, and ask Lord Art not to forget his promise to keep my two sons safe." ”

"Rest assured, Lord Earl, I will bring them back intact."

"Hurry up, load this grain and grass into another wagon......" Not far away, Odo was instructing his soldiers to hurry up and load the cart. Art glanced over the side, only to see Ron hurrying this way.

"Master, everything is ready to go." Ron ran over and glanced at the two young men his size behind the Count of Kodor before reporting to Art.

"Okay, give the order, and the army will set off immediately. In addition, these two are the sons of Lord Earl, and you bring them over to Otto to arrange. ”

"Yes, sir." Ron glanced at the two of them, full of disdain. After greeting him, he walked in the direction of the army camp.

"Thank you, Lord Earl, for your hospitality. The army is about to leave, and so should I go. Art said.

"Yes, Lord Art, may God be with you, and I wish you a triumphant return." With that, Count Kodor said, and Art and the others walked towards the Wells legion, which had been slowly moving towards the northern gate.

Count Kodor looked at his two sons, then at the Wells Legion that had already set off and the city defense that had been controlled by the Welsh Legion's remaining army, and after a long sigh, he left with his personal guards~