"Can any of you tell me, how is Richard going to fight this battle?" Duke Solam asked in a deep voice the latest chapter of the Legend of the Other World.

At this moment, the duke stood with his hands in his hands, looking down at the generals and strategists who were thinking hard. This tall and remote war room is also nearly 1,000 years old. It was here that generations of Solam continued to expand the family's domain, and the title was elevated from viscount to marquis.

The duke of this generation himself is a legendary powerhouse, which has invisibly increased the prestige of the family again. If it weren't for the fact that Stevenson had been driven back from the dark blue years ago, the family's prestige might have been even greater. Another flaw is that Duke Solam has never really won a war with Ellieje directly or indirectly. The few victories, because Ellijie took the initiative to withdraw from the army, can hardly be said to be real victories.

In this way, the stain on the reputation of the Solam family for nearly a decade has been linked to Akmund. And now, Richard is actually here again! Thinking of this, Solam's face couldn't help but be a little gloomy.

A bearded general stood up and said, "In my opinion, Richard just wants to advance lightly, bypass the area where our heavy troops are stationed, and go straight to the point!"

Another elderly magician said in a bit of a weird way, "What are the key points that Richard wants to raid?"

The general was stunned, and he couldn't answer. Richard's troops already had detailed information, and at this moment everyone had a copy in front of them, and the numbers in it were almost able to be memorized. With such a small number of troops, and all of them are elite, of course they want to attack lightly. The question is where Richard was targeting, the city, the ducal castle, or the mine port?

Upon such close thought, the general found it difficult to determine where Richard's troops were headed. But under the duke's gaze, he couldn't help but answer, so he stubbornly said: "I think the Isoria magic crystal vein is Richard's target." ”

The old magician sneered a few times, and said slowly: "A great mage, a great constructor, will he lack that magic crystal?

"Then what do you say Richard wants to do?" the general was taunted, and immediately roared like a red-eyed bull.

The old magician talked for a long time, but he didn't get to the point, and at last the Duke had to interrupt his tirade. Then other people expressed their opinions, basically talking about the important areas in the Duke's territory. There are also many people who believe that Richard is eyeing Solam's constructed knights, intending to severely damage the duke's constructed knights. This point of view was shared by many people, and even Soram nodded secretly, thinking about a strategy in his heart. After all, the Knight of the Dark Edge is now known as the Constructed Knight Killer, and his fame has skyrocketed, and the limelight is even higher than the powerful Maple Oak Knights and the Holy White Knights. After all, the high-ranking knights in these two knighthoods don't go up with red eyes and fight hard as soon as they see the knights in their armor.

The chaotic discussion soon took on a new direction, and one general said: "We must gather all the constructed knights together into an equally elite but larger force, and when Richard's whereabouts are determined, wherever Richard attacks, the defenders there will hold him down! Since he wants to be in the limelight, then let's teach him a ruthless lesson!"

Duke Soram nodded, his gaze moving back and forth on the strategic points on the map, and said in a deep voice: "The defenders want to hold Richard back, but the number is too small. What do you think is the right size?"

A group of generals and staff officers discussed a lot, and finally felt that if they relied on a few cities to defend them, then 10,000 troops were enough. These cities have defensive facilities, and the Constructed Knights can jump directly on the walls of dozens of meters high, and those Darkblade Knights can't do the latest chapter of the online game Unreal Realm.

The battle plan was agreed, and the Duke immediately issued an order to station the troops that had already been reorganized in different locations. And he himself and his followers sat in the middle of the town. The Duke mobilized a full 5,000 elite cavalry, 10,000 elite infantry, and 150 cavalry mounted knights to form an elite force, waiting for the moment of decisive battle with Richard.

But Solam never understood what Richard wanted to do, he suddenly started a war, is this young man fighting for the sake of war?

Apparently not.

Solam had learned about Richard from Sdiwenson and knew that he had been very calm and rigorous from a very young age. Such a person would certainly not be impulsive. So what exactly is he for?

The Duke examined the map again, and his heart fluttered as his gaze swept over the Grand Temple of St. Louis, but then the thought was put aside. A temple is a qiē in the eyes of believers, but to others, it is nothing.

While the Duke was pondering, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, and one of the guards rushed into the war room at full speed, delivering a blood-stained urgent letter to the Duke. Solam quickly opened the envelope, and after only reading a paragraph, his face suddenly changed, and he whispered, "Richard has arrived in Cork Town?"

Cork Town?

It was a small town, some distance from the Duchy of Solam. It was the fief of Viscount Angang, and it was not very important, but it was already the official territory of the Holy Tree Dynasty. And Richard should normally be there in two days. As a result, Richard turned a five-day march into three days.

One general was shocked and said, "He's crazy, the horses will run to death!" Even if they are all good breeds, they will become exhausted. ”

"This Richard, will he fight or not...... "As soon as a staff mage spoke, he knew that something was wrong. Of course Richard can fight, very good at fighting, and certainly more than he can fight.

When the Duke heard the noise of the crowd, a sudden rush of irritation surged in his heart, and he shouted, "Enough!

He strode over to the map, looked at it closely, and was startled.

At this time, one of the generals below also thought at the same time, and lost his voice: "The Third Infantry Regiment is about to pass behind Cork Town, and they are right on the route of Richard's advance!"

The duke's face was gloomy. A light infantry regiment with a strength of less than 10,000 people will be swallowed in one bite when it encounters Richard's elite knights who are like wolves and tigers.

He looked at the time and said in a low voice, "It's too late to inform them now." Let's hope Viscount Anzun's hoplites are as good as he boasts!Guys, now we need to re-engineer our plans. ”

Viscount Angang's hoplites are indeed something to be proud of, they are uniformly dressed in blue and white armor, well-equipped, well-trained, looking at the noble private army, there are indeed not many elite troops in the viscount. However, when Viscount An Gang pulled this force out of the barracks and put it in front of Richard, he didn't think of a very realistic problem. That is, the number of hoplites was only five hundred, which was in the same order of magnitude as Richard's constructed knights. No amount of elite hoplites could resist the onslaught of the Constructed Knights, especially since in front of these Constructed Knights was a five-meter-tall ogre lord.

"Ten Tons" used its power in Norland for the first time, and took more than a dozen hoplites with a single swing. The Viscount's carefully crafted hoplite phalanx was directly dispersed, and the thousands of lightly armed private troops were even more unbearable, and they were completely dispersed after being trampled back and forth by the assembled knights a few times.

Richard rode the unicorn and did not take part in the battle, but watched the battle from the sidelines. Around him, there were also five hundred Darkblade Knights, and many followers did not participate in the battle.

Richard stretched out his hand and asked, "That person is Viscount Anna, right?"

In the direction of his finger, a richly dressed middle-aged nobleman was roaring and charging at the ogre. His fighting spirit shone brightly, and he was only one step away from the Sanctuary, and his sword skills and courage were equally outstanding. It's a pity that the viscount in despair chose the wrong target, Tiramisu is already a level 20 ogre lord, and "ten tons" is not something that his enchanted longsword can shake.

Tiramisu slapped the Viscount from his horse to the ground, then swung his hammer and scattered the Viscount's guards like flies, and then picked up the Viscount and came to Richard's horse.

"Chief, this kid looks like the lord here! we're going to win, right?" asked Tiramisu.

Richard smiled, "Of course we won." Take the Viscount with him, and let him go with us, and while there is still some time on the way, he may write a letter to his family to confirm the ransom that should be paid to us. ”

"Ransom? I love ransom, chief!" said the ogre, grinning widely.

Richard looked at the knights who were still chasing the router, and raised his voice: "All return to the team and rest for half an hour." Set off in half an hour and get ready for battle!"

"Boss, there's another enemy?" the ogre was excited, the battle was not even a warm-up for him.

"One ...... It's just a small fish. Richard replied, checking the message coming from his consciousness.

The ogre scratched his head, glanced at Viscount An Gang next to him, and muttered: "A small fish is a small fish, it's better than this miscellaneous fish!"

Half an hour later, Richard attacked and caught up with the unsuspecting 3rd Light Infantry Regiment of Solam from a distance of more than a dozen kilometers. Li Dou's heavily armed knights all went into battle, and it only took ten minutes to defeat the opponent, turning the battle into a one-sided massacre.

Richard did not chase after the army, did not even clean the battlefield, and directly rested for an hour, and then rose out of camp and led the knights like wolves to kill the Duke of Solam.

On the first day of entering the Holy Tree Dynasty, Richard traveled more than 300 kilometers, defeated two viscounts and two integrated troops, and officially stormed the Dukedom of Solam.

The duke, who remained in the castle, was stunned to find that his carefully arranged encirclement had been left behind by Richard. (To be continued)