The midday sun brought some warmth to Fort Sutton in winter, and during this time, some of the seriously wounded of the Menders infantry died, and some of the minor injuries were far worse, but more recovered.

The remaining nearly 200 Manders infantry have become more elite after the baptism of this war, and they are veterans tempered by a hundred battles.

After all the calculations, William brought out the troops this time lost nearly half, and all of them were his elite veterans.

"My lord, a team has appeared behind our castle, under your banner, it should be our reinforcements have arrived!" Registrar Ruggie wanted the Count to report.

He only said that it should be reinforcements, but did not say that it was reinforcements, because the accusations of these intelligence officers are like this, they only need to report what they see, and they can not add their own subjective judgment, in order to prevent affecting the judgment of the master.

For example, if William went to visit a nobleman whom he had never met, the guard could only say that a person who called himself Baron William was going to visit, but not Baron William, and that was the difference.

"Ah, then, confirm your identity, and then let them be stationed outside the city, the castle really can't accommodate so many people!"

"Yes, my lord, I'll deal with it!" As soon as Clerk Ruggi agreed, he went out to take charge of the placement of the men.

"Baron William! How long will it take for the horses you are transporting to arrive? At the meeting of the nobles, the Count began to inquire about William's progress in transporting the horses.

"Uh...... According to the distance estimate, it will take about two or three days to arrive, but I can't rule out the possibility of an accident, after all, I didn't escort it personally. William thought for a moment and said.

"Alright, then let's wait for now, let the knights wait patiently!" The Count said to the man next to him.

Three days later, the sound of horses' hooves was heard behind the castle, and Hu Limu led a dozen knights to escort the horses to the outside of the castle.

There are nearly a hundred war horses in total, and these war horses resentment are the war horses that William left to train the cavalry troops and use to replace them, all of which are selected from all the war horses, and they are provided to others like this, and William is really a little reluctant.

The knights, who had lost their horses, came out of the castle and looked excited at the lively horses, which were much better than the ones before them, not only tall, but also quite muscular in terms of muscles.

"Alright knights, pick your horses!" The Count nodded to William, and then spoke to the knights.

When the knights got the order, they were full of excitement to select thousands of war horses, they looked at these war horses in front of them who were taller than their own height, and began to choose with great interest, and even some knights clashed because of the good war horses.

In the last batch, there were only a dozen or so horses left, and the heavy cavalry could only supplement the remaining horses selected by the knights, and that's it, not everyone could get it.

In the end, there were seven or eight people among the heavy cavalry who could not go to the battlefield because of their horses, and they really could not be compared with the knights, which was something that could not be helped.

"The knights first get used to your new war horses, and the nobles are coming with me!" The Earl said.

In the study, the Count sat at the forefront, and below him were all the nobles of the Dülenburg region, who had gathered here to listen to the Count's orders.

"Now that we have made the final preparations, let's discuss the matter of making an appointment, now that we and the enemy have arrived on both sides, it has become difficult to sneak attack, so we can only make an appointment."

"Where do you think we should talk about the battle?" The Earl took the parchment map from the hand of the clerk of Ruggie, spread it out, pointed to the terrain near Suttonburg, and began to ask the vassals.

"On the banks of the Kohl Rhine, it is definitely not good, where the frozen ground is very hard, but the ice can't withstand the galloping of war horses, where it is absolutely not good!" A nobleman said.

The aristocrats were caught up in a noisy discussion, and they all talked about the places they liked, but no one could convince anyone.

"What do you see, Baron William? Where do you think the battle should take place? The Earl spoke suddenly, asking William's opinion.

"I think ......," William muttered for a while, and then said: "It's better to be in the Lomi Valley, where the land is relatively flat, and it is not far from success or failure, and most importantly, from the point of view of position, we can occupy the high ground of the valley and let the archers shoot, which is also quite an advantage!" William said.

"If the other side wants to win, then we must first destroy our archer troops, and we can set up some infantry on the mountain as a blocking force, so as to wear down the enemy's forces!" William began to talk eloquently, not only pointing out the location of the battle, but also the tactics in his mind.

After hearing this, most of the other nobles began to nod their heads, agreeing with William's location and plan, only Viscount Cowen and his vassals, as well as the national football team that stood on the same front with him, did not approve.

The Earl looked at the reactions of the others, and saw that most of the nobles, except for Viscount Curwen's small group, agreed with William, and announced the order to fight.

"Okay, we will make an appointment with the enemy to fight in the Lomi Valley, now the initiative is in our hands, tomorrow, we will go to the enemy's camp to make an appointment, Viscount Raul as a negotiator, and Baron William, you will also follow!" Then the Earl ordered a few more men, and these men were to go to the enemy's camp to make an appointment with the Earl's handwritten war letter.

This kind of behavior is not dangerous, after all, it is a war between the Holy Cultists, and there will basically be no such thing as hacking to death the declaration of war, even if they do not abide by morality, you can at most talk about William and their captives, because William and a group of nobles can let the other party live a good life for a long time.

Since there was no danger, William did not object, but he wanted to meet the Viscount of Lausas and the Earl of Consville.

"Don't worry, there will be no danger!" Viscount Raul and William rode side by side on their horses, looked at the pensive William, thought he was afraid, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a comforting tone.

"At least the Earl of Consville is also a saint, this is a battle between saints, you are still young!" Viscount Raul chuckled and said, this middle-aged nobleman who had been his feudal lord had made a good impression on him.

Promoting juniors, taking care of young people, always comforting young knights or nobles, caring for his vassals and knights like mountains, this is Viscount Raul.

"Ah, rest assured, I won't behave badly when I get to the enemy!" William didn't refute either, and said with a smile?

"The front is the enemy's camp, be vigilant first!" Viscount Raul said to several nobles and a dozen knights following behind him.