"It's strange, where have all these Flo gone......" one of the scouts muttered to himself, his eyes full of confusion.

A civilian dress, some dry rations, a fast horse, that's all he has, and the battlefield is full of scouts like him, most of them Dortmund.

The Flo are not good at these, preferring to spend their strength on head-on confrontation.

His scouts were not only to let the nobles in the castle know what the enemy was doing, but also to the eyes of the crossbowmen, who brought back to the castle where the enemy was active, or before long the crossbowmen would come to harass the guerrillas, and this tactic proved to be very effective, even if the enemy increased the number of archers to deal with it, but it was not very effective.

"These traces ......" The scout carefully observed the dirt and grass around him, and his years as a scout told him that there had been a Flo presence here not long ago, but he didn't know why they had withdrawn.

"Another retreat of Flo, has it been abandoned?"

This was the fifth such trace he had found, and he did not think that it was the Flo people who deliberately disturbed his judgment, he had such confidence.

"There's a problem, I'll have to go back and report to the Earl." The scout pondered, he felt that such a report of information made more sense than what he wanted here.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think of the information on my scouts?" In one of the castle's towers, the nobles sat around a long table with a relatively simple map.

Ever since the war actually began, Carl had often kept important meetings here, and the tower was surrounded by a well-guarded watchtower that didn't even want to fly in with any spies, not even a fly.

Therefore, when the nobles heard that Karl was here to summon them, they also knew that it would be an important meeting.

"Is this information true or false?" Sir Frederick asked, frowning.

"Sir Sir, if one or two scouts found out about it, I might be suspicious, but almost every scout has found it, so I don't think there is any doubt about the authenticity.

"So that means our enemy has left Dortmund and is not going to attack Dortmund again?" Baron Ryan seemed a little surprised, after all, unless you are a real battle maniac or someone who wants to pursue glory, no one generally likes war, and it is good not to fight.

"The infidels were afraid of us, and they bowed in the glory of the Lord." Sir Vane laughed, and what could he say about the Knights of St. John...... Now it should be called the St. John's Military Order, and their diocese was also divided from Karl, and during this time, they naturally responded to Karl's call to prepare for war.

"In that case, I think we can leave." Some nobles asked if the war was over then they would want to return to their realms.

Carl looked at them without saying a word, just a strange glint in his eyes.

If he can, he also wants to end this war, let these nobles go back to their own homes and find their own mothers, after all, their army staying in his castle is also consuming his food, others fight for him, he naturally has to bear their food, so his pressure is also very high, Dortmund is not as rich as outsiders imagine and can raise an army of nearly two thousand people for a long time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, maybe things aren't as good as we thought." Carl saw that everyone was almost talking, he pressed his hand, and the others quieted down and looked at him.

"Guys, look at the map on the table, let's look at the red line on it." Karl pointed to the rudimentary map on the table, in fact, it was only relative, such a map was not bad in this era, but it was far worse than in the twenty-first century.

At this time, the nobles realized that there were many more red lines on the map.

"What do these lines represent?" Sir Frederick asked.

"These lines are the direction of the Flo evacuation that I drew based on the intelligence of my scouts, so you might as well see what the pattern is." Karl whispered.

Hearing Carl say this, the nobles activated their brains, which had been stiff for an unknown amount of time.

"The direction in which they are moving seems to be ...... It's all in one place! A nobleman said uncertainly.

"So let's see where they end up?" Karl squinted and said.

"That's ...... Fort Norma. This time it was Sir Frederick who spoke, and his eyes lit up with an astonishing light, and he seemed to understand what Karl meant.

Those red lines are extended, and they will only end up in the center of Fort Norma, the castle of Fort Norma, where the chief of Fort Norma is located!

You know, at least for now, Fort Norma Chief Prudence is not an ally of the side of the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel, they are enemies.

"What you're trying to say is ......"

"Yes, I have every reason to suspect that the Flo people know that attacking Dortmund is a thankless task, and want to turn their guns on Normaburg." Carl said in a deep voice.

The nobles looked at each other, but to Karl's surprise, no one's mood fluctuated, and perhaps Sir Frederick had some meaning.

"The gun is turned to Fort Norma, and it is aimed at Fort Norma, which is the territory of an alien, and it would be great if they could eat dog-eat-dog." Sir Mark sneered.

"yes, the Flo people are fighting on their own, which is really good news."

For a time, many nobles spoke out in line with the Tao, not my race, their hearts must be different, this is not only the heart of distant Orientals.

Karl's heart sank, he knew that things were a little unexpected for him, after all, he was not from this era, after all, his thinking was still a little different, he had never regarded the chief of Fort Norma as a foreigner, and the war against the Flo people was only because he wanted to seize the land.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the chief of Fort Norma has sworn in public to convert to the Holy Religion, he is also a Christian, a fellow nobleman of Christendom, and an ally of ours, we should give assistance!" Karl said with a frown.

"Forget it, Lord Earl, though Chief Normaburg swears faith in Christ, his piety deserves any suspicion from any of us. Sir Mark smirked.

Karl's heart was full of irritation, he didn't know what kind of grievances he had with this Sir Mark, he always spoke against him, and the most hateful thing was that his words always aroused the support of some nobles and aroused their emotions.

"Sir Sir, look......" Karl turned his eyes to Sir Frederick for help, he hoped that Sir Frederick could help him say something, as the heir of the Duke of Ritzland, Frederick's words were still very useful.

Sir Frederick hesitated, for it would be difficult to convince the nobles to send troops for an alien.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if the Chief of Fort Norma is defeated and Fort Norma is conquered again by the Grand Chief of Fort Carmel, the enemy's strength will be strengthened once again, and we will be at a complete disadvantage, and we should all be rescued." Karl said anxiously.

"Lord Earl, don't forget, although I don't want to admit it, but at the moment our strength is not enough to defeat the enemy, we can only defend the enemy in the castle, only in this way can we win the war, once out of the protection of the castle, our chances of victory are not great, if you want to rescue that alien, then please forgive me for not participating, I am here with my army to fight for you, who are also Dillmans, I will not let my army die senselessly on saving a Flo." Sir Mark spoke up again, and his words made Karl want to tear him apart.

"yes, I only want to be able to defend the territory of the Dirmans, as for the aliens? Ha, I hope the Lord will bless him. Baron Ryan agreed.

"Okay, okay, maybe we can discuss this matter again." Sir Frederick saw that the atmosphere was a little tense, and hurriedly came out to play the round.

"Whew......" Karl took a deep breath, he knew that it would be difficult to convince these nobles to send troops.

"I know what you mean, but I'm a little ill-conceived, maybe I have something else in mind." Karl forced himself to calm down, those nobles were not his subordinates, and even in a sense he was now in demand.

"Your Excellency, please speak."

"I will let my own troops try to free Fort Norma, after all, it is my ally, and I am also a member of Christendom, and the Lord will not forgive me for this treachery if I do not do anything to save it." Carl had to move out of the Lord.

"The Earl has a point, we should do something, so that my troops will send twenty knights and one hundred light infantry to support you." Sir Frederick gave Karl a face, after all, it would be bad if he didn't say anything about it.

Carl gave him a grateful look, which was not bad.

"Then I'll defend Dortmund for Lord Count, I'm afraid that those Flos will turn away from the mountain and attack Dortmund."

"So do I."

In addition to Sir Frederick, many more nobles chose to protect their power.

"Thank you very much." Karl said lightly, they didn't want to, so he didn't force it, so as not to ruin the reputation of the Dias family.

"Your Excellency Earl is gracious." Sir Mark's eyes flickered, and he was very proud in his heart, and now he had a share in the situation.

Karl looked at him deeply, and wrote down the man, and he always felt that this Sir Mark seemed to have chosen to oppose him more than just to avoid war, and besides, he did not know why he dared to refute his face like this.

"Look again...... Look at ...... again."