After finally solving the actual incident on his side, Sir Mintai naturally had to return to the army to command his subordinates.

But only at this time could he not help but rejoice: thankfully he was fighting against a group of rabble, and if it was really a confrontation between the two armies, he really couldn't find time out of the army to restrain his lawless son.

But different people had different ideas, and no sooner had than Sir Mintai turned around when the servants and cronies around the young man gathered around. They sensed that the thunderous anger of the head of the family had not fallen on their heads, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but they whispered with a curiosity unique to a teenager in this age, "Young Master, are we going to war?" ”

The young man nodded, and smiled indifferently: "Of course you have to fight, it's just a group of mobs, can it be more powerful than the mountain people?" Remember, our future enemies may be the true elite of this kingdom, and as for these mobs, let them be the first stepping stone in our path."

"But when I heard the adults, the other party seems to be very powerful!"

"Don't worry, no matter how outstanding a commoner is, he can also see the *......" the young man snorted, "Besides, I don't know my father's intentions, he is just trying to delay time, and you think I can't see it?" He speaks greatly, not necessarily really.

But it doesn't matter, wait until I block my father's last words, and see what he says in the future! ”

He couldn't help but smile slyly as he watched Sir Mintai's back disappear in the forest.

The light in the room has become a little brighter.

But the argument outside the window grew louder, and Brando frowned, and finally stood up, walked around the walnut desk, and went to the blinds to see what was going on in the courtyard below.

Through the white window, he soon saw that the master craftsman, Beru and Antitina, were arguing with the three Grand Masters under him, and the little silver elf princess was standing to the side, as if to persuade him. A little farther away on the other side, Akane leaned against her halberd under a black pine, biting a blade of grass and looking at this side as if she had no interest in what was happening here.

"What's going on?"

Brando didn't understand why these people were arguing, but after hesitating for a moment, he decided to go down and see what was going on, after all, it was not a good thing that the members of his core were arguing.

But when he opened the door, he was confronted by a dark shadow, and if it weren't for Brando's quick reaction, the two would probably have collided. He took a step back to see that it was Flo, and the Wild Elf Maiden also took a step back, "Lord Lord! She sorted out the feelings, and then handed over a note: "What's the matter?" Brando flickered, thinking to himself what day it was, one thing after another. He took the note and walked out to close the door, while looking down at the note in his hand and said in surprise: "Samuel has sent troops, and he has already crossed the Gels. ”

One of his wells, Samuel, is naturally Sir Mintai.

Long before the battle with the cavemen, scouts of mercenaries were already scattered along the banks of the Gers River. After retaking the lumberyard, Brando, who withdrew his hand, put his eyes on the gap between Fir City and the Guls Ferry, so Sir Mintai had just crossed the Gers River when the news reached him.

Flofa took a step behind and nodded after him, "Yes, sir." ”

"Shouldn't that have been mobilized since yesterday, much earlier than Charles expected? This guy isn't simple," Brando couldn't help but sigh.

Of all the reliable men around him, the one who was most familiar with the nobles of Eruin today, and who at the same time knew the art of war, was Charles; And judging by the young wizard, Sir Mintai could not have set out too soon, for the rules of the game among the nobles of Eruin were placed there, and it was unlikely that ordinary people would have crossed them.

Of course, it can't be too late except for outsiders like Brando, who don't know anything, and judging from the indecisiveness and timidity of most of Eruin's nobles, Charles has set the time for Mintae to send troops two days later: but now it seems that the Sir Lord's ability is probably above the average level of the vast number of lower-class nobles in Eruin.

"How many people are there?" Brando asked again.

"A few hundred, no more than a thousand." Flo replied expressionlessly: "But across the Gers River, it is said that the scouts under Clenthia did not dare to go deeper, and I don't know if there is a follow-up to the future."

"Don't worry, no......" Brando shook his head: "Samuel is just a retainer, how many people can he have to divide his army?" It's only a few hundred*......" He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The other party looks down on us......"

"I'd rather everyone look down on us than the Lord's strange thoughts......," the Wild Elf Maiden glanced at him and replied with a rare initiative.

Brando smiled, letting go of the topic but remembering one more thing. "Then again," he asked, "I remember mentioning that there were not several fords on the forest side of the Gers River along the distance east from the crossing of the Görs River to the Grahar Mountains?" Crossing the army is a problem, but it shouldn't be a problem for Clenshia's men to wade through the water. ”

"Yes, but who wants to die."

"So mercenaries are still not as good as professional soldiers......" Brando shook his head: "Of course, I don't mean you. ”

"The Lubis mercenaries are about the same." Flo replied that although the mercenaries claimed to be begging for a living in war, they did not have the kind of orders that real soldiers forbid. In fact, they see war as a business, and they just do as much as they want.

Most mercenaries perform a single mission in war, and the paying employers are well aware of this, and most often use mercenaries to make up for a temporary lack of troops; With the exception of local powerhouses like Grudin, few people would actually use them as their main force, even if most of the mercenaries were extremely personal and experienced.

In a real war, discipline is often the first priority. This is also the reason why Brando did not reorganize these mercenaries, the casual temperament of the old soldiers is difficult to change, so he plans to put these mercenaries into the Amber Sword mercenary group, so that they can play their role in future wars.

Anyway, in this day and age, the use of mercenaries is also a common thing.

As for Brando's small army, of course, it is still recruited from the locals, and then a very small number of excellent talents can be recruited from the mercenaries; To put it bluntly, he didn't plan to reuse mercenaries, but Brando's idea of his own army was only an outline, and it was only a beginning to roll out this blueprint.

In his opinion, it can be regarded as a thousand things now~

The pressure to face is not small, and now Sir Mintai has sent troops, but he is still only a pawn of the path; Not to mention that the power of Count Denel weighed down on everyone's heads like a cloud, even Pallas and the knights in his hands were enough to bring enough trouble to this nascent territory Brando could not get the news from the north, but presumably the gentle knight had already gotten the news and began to gather an army. With this knight's loyalty to Grudin, it was natural that he would move his army to them as soon as possible.

However, when he thought of the most elite knights in Grudin's hands in Pallas's hands, Brando was not worried, but a little pity. Those were the most professional soldiers in the Toniguel region, and they had learned the art of war since childhood, and it would be nice if they could be used by him.

Of course, he also knew that this was just a luxury, and Brando crumpled the note into a ball and put it in his purse, and he had already let go of the matter in his heart. He understands that the affairs of the army can only come step by step, just like rice can only be eaten in one bite.

But the news of Sir Mintai's dispatch did not surprise him much, and the battle against the troglodytes was not without purpose: by this moment the area had been sealed off by Tajib and its people from the forests along the banks of the Gers River to the vicinity of Fir City.

As for Sir Mintai's fate, Brando didn't need much effort to think about it. A few hundred privates, a handful of knights, and possibly a few mercenaries, the result is predictable when faced with thousands of cavemen.

Putting it aside, he asked, "What's going on next?" ”

This time Flo shook her head, "I don't know," she saw a few people arguing as she passed through the courtyard, but she didn't care much about these things that had nothing to do with her, out of a kind of indifference peculiar to this girl.

Brando nodded, and didn't ask much: the two of them came to the hall on the first floor through the dark spiral staircase, and as soon as they entered the hall, of course, this place was already renovated compared to when Brando was mad here a few days ago, and even the long table was replaced~ The sound of the dispute in the courtyard outside became clear and audible.

The first thing Brando saw, however, was Roman in the hall, sitting alone at the other end of the long table, with almost his entire body on the table; The merchant lady wore a strange pair of glasses, and a pair of small arms pressed against a large pile of parchment, as if she were copying something, and as for the quarrel that came from outside the courtyard, she turned a deaf ear.

Of course, after hearing the voice behind him, Roman turned his head suddenly, and when he saw the young man, a smile immediately bloomed on his little face, and he raised his head and shouted crisply: "Brando! ”

Brando shook his head, walked past the glasses that were placed on the girl's thin nose, and asked angrily, "What are you doing like this?" ”

"Settle the score......," replied the merchant lady, raising her little pointed chin.

Brando nodded suddenly; Since taking over Fir City, Grudin's private property in the city has been taken over as a trophy by him, the "lordship." And in addition to the remuneration and rewards distributed to the mercenaries after the war, in fact, a large sum of money was left.