"Sir, are you serious?" Viscount Darker stood up in the silence, he was the oldest viscount here, and it was almost time to sense God's call at any time, so in the midst of silence, he chose to be a fearless inquirer.

Ilr looked at the nearly 60-year-old Viscount Dark, and smiled slightly, deep down in his heart he despised these traditional nobles, who coveted the wealth they had achieved now, and only wanted luxury and stability for the future, but did not want to open up, and only wanted to euthanize themselves in the territory they inherited, without any pain, and no harm to them.

Therefore, he has some appreciation for Jung, a young nobleman, not only because he helped him for the first time, but also because he has a belligerent factor.

It's just that now, at this moment, he can't show these emotions on his face, because these nobles are the objects he wants to please now, Il knows this very well, and in the future, he still needs their support to become a real lord, which makes Il very unhappy, but the submission of the noble man makes him feel a sense of satisfaction in his heart, and after suppressing his thoughts, Il began to talk about his thoughts.

"Of course, war has been a noble affair since a thousand years ago, and I am very ashamed that the other party is so vile that he can organize his own people, and it is more uncomfortable for me to lose his noble traditions for the sake of victory. So I chose to use war to let him know that a group of peasants who have not experienced war are still peasants with weapons, and nobles are still nobles who can decide life and death even if they hold teacups. “

Il's speech made many of the young lads present listen to the enthusiastic Pengbai, you listen, I am better than you guys with dung forks with a teacup, what a compliment, this Earl of Il, how pleasing to their eyes now.

But the older man listened to the words of the Earl of Il, and no matter how he listened to it, it sounded like he was running a train with his mouth full.

This is a good thing to praise the nobility, especially if the people present are nobles, and of course they like to hear others praise them, let alone their lords praising them? But they also know that nobles are also human beings, even if they have gained the momentum to become knights because they have received good training, or because they have been favored by the gods, but they are still human beings in nature, and they can beat ten, twenty, but a hundred, two hundred?

"My lord, are you really confident that you can defeat the enemy? With these 2,500 troops, have you already thought that the strategic layout can make up for our inferiority. “

Nader, who was sitting in the back of his seat, couldn't help but speak, looking at the two completely different opinions flowing in the room, he didn't believe that Il would be so reckless when he decided to defeat the enemy with such a small number of troops, he definitely thought of a way, or the people behind him thought of a way to make such a decision.

"Oh, Father Nader, this is the second time we have met, and I admire you for your wisdom, and I sincerely hope that you will be a guest at the Château de Armich, and of course Mr. Jung, you are my friends. By the way, to answer your question, yes, I have confidence, of course, in the face of the enemy forces in Monferrato, I have full confidence, however, I need the help of gentlemen. “

The castle where Il originally lived was not named after his own surname, but after the outbreak of war, he changed the name of his original castle to Alramich Castle, in order to declare himself the only legitimate heir of the Allamich family.

"Oh, what a way. Jung asked curiously, and the surrounding nobles also clinged to the round table and gathered around, they were really too curious, did the Earl of Il really have any way to let his side win, and looking at his demeanor, it was a sign of absolute confidence, which made more people curious, could it be that this Earl could really lead them to wealth, without losing their wealth?

With a slight smile, Il sent the servants and data calculators of the church to leave, and spoke his mind as the door closed.

An hour later, the door of the church opened, but this time compared to usual, it was obvious that the old men were a little different, when Jung held a meeting in the past, as soon as the door opened, the nobles and lords all walked out of the church quickly, and then either got on the horse, or got on the sedan chair and rushed to their villa, ready to conspire with the people close to them or hold a dinner party, and have a rich nightlife, but this time, look at these noble lords.

The young nobles walked out one by one with inexplicable expressions, looked at each other, and felt a little embarrassed, and looked unspeakable, but the slightly older nobles like Muller and Duck seemed to have come into contact with the new rules of the battlefield, and with a look of excitement, they quickly rushed to their mounts, ran back to their rooms, and began to write and draw with the quill pen on the table.

"Father Nader, do you think the Earl of Il's plan will succeed?"

The strategy of the Earl of Il was unheard of for him, and after thousands of years of baptism of war in this land, a complete system had been formed to determine who was the strongest on the battlefield and who was the loser, but the method proposed by Il made Jung feel that all the battlefield theories he had learned before were invalid, but after listening to the Earl of Il's arguments, he found that it seemed to work, and in the case of unjudgment, Nader was the only person he could ask now.

"Mr. Viscount, Earl Il's strategy is very interesting, and it is the first time I have heard of such a wonderful way of warfare, if it succeeds, it is possible that the way of war in the whole world will be changed in the future, and I think he can do it, because no one expected him. “

Nader was optimistic, for it was the first time in his life that he had ever heard such a systematic exposition of the science of war, and he believed that Monsieur Count, who could speak such brilliant terms of war, would surely become a qualified commander in his first battle.

Jung nodded, and gave a few orders to Bill and Nelon, asking them to gather all the knights, and after acting according to the assigned orders, they went to their temporary residence with Nader under the protection of the servants.

"Your lord, your wife and eldest son, Viscount Jonas, have each sent a letter today, and Mr. Nader, Viscount Jonas also have a letter addressed to you today. “

Back at home, the two of them washed their hands, then wiped their faces with towels to wipe the dust off their bodies, and by the way, they also heard news from their relatives and students from afar from the mouths of the servants.