County of Essex, Edric Castle

"How's it going, Morol, is the enemy still pushing forward?" King Charles walked into the command room.

Count Morlor, who had not slept all night, rubbed his tired eyes and shook his head. Since the beginning of the war with East Angloria, the balance of war has been tilting in favor of the enemy. Although the size of the two countries seems to be almost the same, the Kingdom of East Anglolumia has been receiving various assistance from the Mercian people after accepting the unequal treaty of the Kingdom of Mercia, and its strength has recovered to a certain extent.

I heard that recently, after the Mercian people heard about the war between the two countries, they gave money and equipment, hoping that East Angloria would win, and even annex the Kingdom of Essex. In this way, it will be able to encircle the kingdom of Wessex, a powerful southern enemy, and force them to give up their rivalry for the new overlord of England.

However, King Charles and the Earl of Morlore did not give up hope, and after confronting the enemy on the border for more than ten days, they took the initiative to lead their troops to give up some border lands and retreat to the vicinity of the current Adric Castle, establishing a new military camp stronghold, preparing to find the right time to fight the enemy to the death.

"Let's rest first. The enemy should still be drawing troops now, waiting for the next wave of reinforcements, and almost all of them are gathered for a decisive battle between the two sides."

King Charles patted the Earl of Morlor on the shoulder, comforting his good friend.

"Your Majesty, let me fight again, we can't wait." Count Morlore said in a deep voice.

"There's no need, the previous battle says it all. The enemy is indeed stronger than us. Now that the enemy outnumbered us, there were more than 300 of them, and it was not advisable to attack them unless there was some other way."

Count Morol sat down a little depressed, he now regretted a little, if Aven was here, would he have been able to come up with a way to turn the tide of the battle?

"Still there's no news from Aven? He's been gone for a long time." King Charles asked.

"No, he probably doesn't know where he is, so I'm afraid it's hard to get the news......

"Your Majesty, outside the barracks, there is a soldier who claims to be the Snapdragon Army and wants to see you?"

The attendant outside the door asked loudly, King Charles clapped his hands, smiled and said to the Earl of Morlor, "As soon as I said them, the people arrived, and I don't know what good news will come."

"Let him in!"

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"What do you say, hundreds of enemies have appeared in your territory and are attacking your castle?" Hearing Baron Manan's cry, the Earl of Suffolk stood up directly.

"You shouldn't have lost the battle, so you're shirking your responsibility, right?" The Earl of Suffolk asked uncertainly.

"My lord, how dare I. The Essex troops who attacked my territory were all dressed in leather armor, armed with spear-like weapons, and armed with crossbows. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was someone else's lie. I fought with them, and more than a hundred of my soldiers were hacked to death by the enemy like chickens. Your Excellency, you can help me! My parents are still in the castle!"

Baron Manan was in tears, and he looked in pain. When the Earl of Suffolk saw him like this, he could not blame him for anything, but he had to take him to his own king, and let him speak to his majesty in person.

Sure enough, when he heard that an enemy unit of hundreds of people had appeared in the rear, the king of East Angloria could not sit still. Now that the Great War is on the verge of breaking out, both sides regard this battle as a battle of national fortunes, and for the final victory, it can be said that all the soldiers and equipment they can put into it. The last reinforcements on his side were now being transported with equipment bought at a high price from the Mercians.

"How many enemies are there?" The King of East Anglia asked.

"There were one or two hundred. These enemies who have entered the kingdom are not only all dressed in armor, but also well-equipped, and killing my soldiers is as simple as crushing ants. Your Majesty, it is entirely possible that it will be the enemy's main army."

Baron Manan knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head, for fear that the king would see something.

"Your Majesty. We'd better retreat now, for if this army is the elite of the Essexes, as Manan said, and once they are wiped out, we may be able to force them to surrender." The Earl of Suffolk persuaded in a deep voice.

Well...... The king of East Angloria did not want to retreat, and now the frontal Essex people are also retreating, as long as he is fast enough to break through the Essex capital, then the war will be over. Seeing that his king was unwilling to retreat, Baron Manan was a little anxious, but there were still people who were more anxious than him.

"Your Majesty, Manan told me more. The Essex army had made wild claims to storm the royal palace in Norfolk and defile all your wives and daughters. Your Majesty's behavior, no one can let it go!"

"What did you say?!" The King of East Angloria was furious, and his eyes looked sharply at Manan on the side.

"Yes...... Yes...... Your Majesty......" Manan stammered in agreement as the Earl of Suffolk stared.

With a click, the enraged king of East Angloria drew his sword and slashed Manan, who had almost made a mistake, with one sword.

"I'll give you four hundred, and you'll go back to Suffolk at once, and you'll have to catch those dead brutes!"

400 people...... The Earl of Suffolk gasped, and it seemed that his own majesty was already angry.

"Your Majesty, three hundred is enough. You still have to keep enough soldiers here. Don't worry, I'll take care of the mess for you."

The Earl of Suffolk patted his chest and reassured. This made the East Anglian king's face look a little better, but once the troops were divided, the offensive on his side would be forced to stop. Thinking of this, the king of East Angloria felt uncomfortable, and longed to fight the Essex people in front of him like shrunken rats.

"Let's go down."

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"What did you say? You took down Sika Castle?" When the Count of Morlol heard the report, he was surprised and delighted.

"Yes, we are ready to march deeper into enemy strongholds and try to destroy as many enemies as possible." The Snapdragon soldier said truthfully.

"But now the situation on the front line is critical, and you are needed here, please tell Aven and let him come back with the army." The Count of Morol said.

"Huh? Then I'll leave at once, and find the Baron as soon as possible." The soldier stood up and prepared to go back to deliver a message to Aven.

"Wait, let me think about it." King Charles interrupted the Earl of Morlore with a wave of his hand.

"Your Majesty, Lord Count, good news, the enemy has suddenly sent a force out of the camp. The sentinels said they were heading north." A nobleman rushed in excitedly.

"Very well, tell the whole army. The enemy has no way to continue attacking us, and now it's time to ask these enemies for everything they have taken!" King Charles swept away the gloom in his heart and shook his fist happily.

He turned his head and ordered the soldiers of the Snapdragon Army,

"Tell Aven that the enemy has sent someone over, tell him to be careful. Also, let him continue to attack the enemy behind the enemy and distract him as much as possible."

"Yes. Then I'll go back to the station right now......