After the codex was written, Frederick took Natalie and left Syrd Manor, leaving a sum of money for Carl in return.

The duke's family is wealthy, and the money left behind is enough for Carl to support the army's military expenses for half a year.

Of course, Carl is no longer the guy who just came here and is very poor, at that time he was eager to break a natas into two pieces to spend, and the current territory is enough to provide enough tax revenue for him to live a good life.

But Karl was not happy at the moment, for an order was delivered to his desk from Winterburg, and the messenger wore a gown with the coat of arms of the lion, which was the coat of arms of the Chriss.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are we going to respond to the call of the Earl of Lens?" With a grimace on his face, Carl asked for the others' opinions.

Including Kevin, Sylvia and others, everyone was sad, and they didn't know how to decide for a while.

It was a conscription order, and the belligerent Earl of Lens was rallying his vassals to wage war.

And this time the target was not the Diermans, but the Flo, and the Earl of Lens also got the news that the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel was seriously divided, so he thought it was a golden opportunity.

Of course, Count Lens didn't dare to fight the idea of the entire Great Emirate of Fort Carmel, it would be an ugly death, but he wanted to take advantage of the civil strife in the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel to take Fort Carmel, as long as he ruled Fort Carmel County, then his power would be greatly enhanced.

"With all due respect, Fort Carmel is not so easy to take, and this war will be very difficult." Sylvia sighed, he had been to many places as a mercenary, and through various sources, he had also learned about Fort Carmel, which was a fortified castle that countless people tried to fight but ended up killing it, including but not limited to the dukes and even kings.

"Indeed, although the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel is now very rifted, there is no real division or rebellion, and I fear that the enemy will be united again by the invasion of Earl Lens, and if that is the case, Count Lens has no chance of victory." Kevin nodded approvingly, no matter what, the Great Chief of Fort Carmel is a title equal to the Duke, and the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel under this title will not be weaker than a Duke of Dillman.

"These are not the issues we should be concerned about for the time being, maybe we should think about how to respond to the call-up."

"We must be obedient, after all, we cannot disobey the orders of the Earl of Lens, we are obliged to provide the Earl of Lens with an army." Karl pondered.

He really didn't want to fight, in fact, even Kevin and Sylvia didn't want to fight, at least not now, Selder Manor was in a period of rapid development, whether it was food, resources or population were extremely important, and the cost of a war was too great for them to bear.

"There's no way around it now, so let's do it, Sylvia, and you, as a knight under my command, lead fifty soldiers of Hagrid's Legion to Winterburg to fight for Count Lens." Karl ordered.

"As you wish, my lord." Sylvia is not against it, and in fact the military will not oppose the war.

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"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the civil war of the savage Flo people is now a chance to be torn apart, as long as we seize an opportunity, it may not be impossible to take another county!" In the halls of Winterburg, the Count of Lens had a look in his eyes that made people dare not look at him, it was his ambition.

Sir Charles on the side lowered his head, if there is no accident, after taking Fort Carmel, then he will be the ruler of Fort Carmel, as an earl, the Earl of Lens has enough direct domains, and any more will be unsettling.

Sir Charles knew his father's ambitions, he wanted to claim a new dukedom, and all of this needed the support of strength and a large enough territory before he would hide his true thoughts deeply.

"Father, the army that our vassals have gathered this time is not much." Sir Charles whispered.

The Earl of Lens squinted, as if he was resting, and did not seem to hear Sir Charles' words, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that his right hand was already pressed on the arm of the chair, and Sir Charles was afraid that the chair would be pinched and exploded by him.

The Earl of Lens is now in a very angry mood, his vassals are not small, if he can serve normally, he can at least pull out nearly five hundred or even more troops on the vassals, and with his own army, it is simply too easy to start a war.

According to the current law of the kingdom, vassals are required to provide at least knights corresponding to the size of their titles and domains in response to the vassal's call, but they really listen...... But there are very few!

His men, such as Baron Tórse, said that a rebellion had broken out in his domain, that he refused to send troops, and that he had given only a small amount of money as war taxes and ignored his orders, and that he should have provided one to forty knights to serve, and that some vassals were not even willing to pay war taxes!

"Fight the Flos? What does that have to do with me? Ha, may the Earl return triumphantly. ”

"I will pray to God to bless the Earl."

It was their attitude, and it was no surprise that their attitude made the Earl of Lens's lungs blow up.

A rebellion broke out in the Barony of Tórse? He wouldn't even believe a word, the biggest possibility was that the defeat of the Eric family and the Dias family had caused him to lose a lot of money and soldiers, and he was unwilling to send any more soldiers to weaken his own power.

That guy had already annoyed him by supporting his relatives in harassing his vassals, and now it really disgusted him.

As for the other vassals, it is true that war with foreign races is not valued by most nobles, they are not willing to spend their energy on this distant land, they cannot get any real benefit from the war, so they all use various reasons to prevaricate, what land is famine, what river is overflowing...... As long as they want it, it will be used as an excuse for refusing to pay war taxes.

As a result, for various reasons, the Earl of Lens only mobilized one hundred and twenty or thirty knights, plus the light infantry and knights' subordinates, there were more than a thousand people, which could only be said to be barely enough in terms of number, after all, they still needed to keep the army behind.

This number is similar to when the war was waged against the Count of Lorraine, but there are more knights, so they are more powerful, but there is a limit.

Sir Charles regretted it a little when he mentioned it, he didn't mean to embarrass his father by saying this, but he was also a little dissatisfied.

"My children, those who are short-sighted will sooner or later be punished by God." Count Lens snorted coldly, but was softened at the mention of God.

Wielding his sword against the heathen in the name of God was supported by the churches in his domain, and many bishops were willing to send troops to help Count Lens, after all, it was a great honor to spread the glory of the Lord to the land of the heathen.

"But even so, we may not be able to capture Fort Carmel, now the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel is in chaos, the eldest son of the Great Chief of Fort Carmel, that little wolf cub can't control the situation, this is the best opportunity!" There was a strong confidence in the voice of the Earl of Lens, which he had cultivated over the years of fighting in the north and south.

Sir Charles nodded, but did not answer, he also hoped that his father's self-confidence would be realized.

"Lord Earl, Lord Sir Karl Dias's army has arrived." Just then, a military officer walked in to report.

"Carl Dias?" Count Lens tilted his head and pondered for a moment.

"It was the young man you made Knight of Syrd, and it was he who led the army to help Baron Dias win the private battle with Baron Sharon." Sir Charles reminded him that he still had a good opinion of the young man.

"Oh, I remember." Count Lens nodded, a little knight was not worth remembering at all, if it weren't for the existence of Baron Tórs, maybe he would have forgotten Carl as a person, even if Karl helped him achieve victory over the Count of Lorraine.

"How many troops did Sir Dias arrive?" Earl Lens asked casually.

"Sir Dias did not come in person, he had his knights bring fifty medium infantrymen." The military officer replied.

"Knights? He also has knights under him, and he has fifty medium infantrymen with him? Oh, Sir Dias is good. "Count Lens was a little surprised, fifty medium infantry was already precious, after all, the other party was only a knight, and the other party also provided a knight.

"I've heard that Sir Dias has developed his territory very well during this time, and has repelled many attacks from the Flos." Sir Charles raised his mouth at the right time.

"Oh oh good, if we can get the victory this time, then I will reward him, he is a good nobleman." The Earl of Lens was evidently quite satisfied at the moment, and he was always tolerant and merciful when a man was in a good mood.

Sir Charles also pointed to the point, some things are too much, and besides, after all, he is only optimistic about Karl, and Karl is not loyal to him.

"Well, my son of Charles, go back and rest, and we'll leave Fort Carmel in a few days when all my vassals' armies have arrived, and hopefully we will have a delicious roast and a good wine." The Earl's white beard trembled.

In the face of his father's "humor", Sir Charles only responded with a wry smile.