"Wait!" Phil stopped Walter, who was about to step out of the door, and looked at the other party deeply, as if he wanted to see through the other party's heart, and sighed helplessly.

"I agreed on behalf of my family. However, what I said may not be counted, it still needs to be discussed within the family, of course, we can make a contract first. ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Walter smiled brightly, and in his opinion, the matter was already done. As for Phil's suggestion that there was a need for discussion within the family, Walter didn't care at all.

If the Mitchelsons can refuse the chips they throw, then the other party is obviously impossible to agree, he knows too well what such a family wants.

Soon, both parties sat down to write a simple deed, each stamped with a family seal representing their identity.

This kind of contract has a strong legal effect, and it is a common thing for the nobles, and no nobleman will risk the condemnation of the world to violate it.

Walter picked up his share of the contract, blew lightly, and said with a smile.

"Then, I'll wait for the good news from your family, and I hope that the Mitchelson family's army can set off as soon as possible."

"Hmph." Phil was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't want to say anything, just explained lightly. "It will take a while for the family to mobilize the army, and with the resources in my hands, I can first recruit a few mercenary groups to act as the vanguard and set off with the army, you see how this goes."

"Mercenary regiments?" Walter tilted his head and thought for a while, and understood that what the other party said was not a lie, the core territory of the Mitchelson family was still a long way from here, and the messenger came and went, plus the time required to deal with through the territory of other lords, so it was not impossible to use the mercenary group first.

"Yes." Walter agreed. "At least five hundred mercenaries are the vanguard, and in half a month, I will meet Mitchelson's regular army."

Half a month, a little nervous, but not impossible, Phil only thought for a moment before nodding in agreement.

With Walter leaving, Phil immediately sent an emissary to inform the family, informing the family of everything that had happened, hoping that the family would organize an army on their side, and at the same time, he would use his connections to recruit mercenary groups.

After paying a lot of money, Phil gathered a force of 500 men and set off with Walter on the eve of the departure of the army.

Walter sat on his horse and looked back at the disorganized aristocratic coalition behind him, a hint of contempt on the corner of his mouth, and then waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

The lords of Montseron City, the middle of the Tilling River, have basically arrived, and only the two barons closest to the area of Trois-Rivières are left.

The two barons were both in-laws of the Maurice family, and they were also closer to the Earl of Wright.

At present, the delay in the arrival of the two has inevitably caused discussion among the members of the alliance.

Some people say that the two of them received the news from Three Rivers City and were unwilling to participate in this alliance?

You know, both of them agreed to join the alliance before.

What's more, it was suspected that Count Wright of Trois-Rivières had planned to treat them as outcasts, and he did not want the strength of the vassals close to the Morris family to suffer losses, so he prevented the two from participating.

A group of people had different opinions, and the atmosphere in the alliance suddenly became subtle.

Everyone organized an alliance with their hands, but the biggest strength of the alliance is not the strength that the barons have, but the backing of Three Rivers City and the backing of Three Rivers City.

But if Three Rivers City is stabbed in the back, then the form of the alliance will be in jeopardy.

Many people believe that Count Elet's wisdom is unlikely to do such a thing, but if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of what if, if someone wants to complain like this, others will inevitably be affected.

Even if Moore came out to stabilize the morale of the army as soon as possible, saying that the two barons had a long way to go, Claire still noticed that the morale of the alliance was getting lower and lower day by day.

"Tut-tut, a rabble." In Claire's residence, Malone unceremoniously commented on the barons of the Alliance.

"I'm scared like this before the fight starts, if I really want to fight, I'm afraid I'll run out in an instant."

Hearing Ma Long's words, everyone in the room looked at Ma Long with different expressions, and everyone had heard of Ma Long's performance in Domme City at that time.

Barthes's eyes showed undisguised contempt. Ya, you are a person who is paddling in battle, how can you be embarrassed to comment on other people's will to fight.

Ma Long noticed everyone's gaze, and seemed to recall his disgraceful past, a little embarrassed, and coughed dryly.

"My lord, according to my opinion, forget it, with our strength, as long as the magic tower is repaired, it is not impossible to hold on to the territory until the army of Three Rivers City comes, there is no need to waste time with such a group of insects, I think they are not useful."

Although Malone's words are exaggerated, they say that Claire is most worried, that is, this so-called alliance, except for a short-term enemy, is really full of internal problems.

Let's not talk about the grievances and grievances between the more than ten baronial families for many years, let's just say that in the process of obtaining the territory, although there is no big war, the small friction has not been broken, and there are such deep entanglements of interests with each other, how can it be so easy to unite as one.

It's just that Claire didn't expect that just two lords who were close to Earl Wright would have a faint feeling of breaking up the alliance, which made Claire feel powerless. In this situation, not to mention him, even the nominal alliance leader Mohr could only watch.

"There's a for saying that!" Bart said angrily. "Since we are here, our first task must be to stabilize the alliance, defeat the enemy with the help of the alliance, or think about how to stabilize the barons."

"I think it's the same as we guessed." Norman, who had been listening silently, spoke coldly and said his conclusions. "It must have been some kind of change in Trois-Rivières that made these two barons miss the agreed date."

"Isn't it, is that Earl Wright really doing such a thing?" Malone's eyes widened in disbelief. "Otherwise, let's go back and go to Count Marcas."

Marlon's words made Norman a little stunned, and Claire looked at the other party speechlessly.

Good guy, this Ma Long, is he all backbone? Why can't you move is the opposite.

No, it seems that you still have to keep an eye on him in the future, and you can't trust him too much, who knows if he will turn around one day.

If Malone knew that his casual nonsense had aroused Claire's vigilance, he would probably regret that he was too talkative.

But now, he didn't realize it at all, and when he saw Claire looking at him, he had to pretend to look up at the sky and stop talking.

"No, I think, maybe it's the Three Rivers City side that sent reinforcements." Norman dismissed the bad speculation in everyone's minds and continued.

Reinforcements? Claire had this conjecture, but she just felt that even if it was reinforcements, they shouldn't have come so early and so quickly.

Claire was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

"My lord, I have your letter!"