Hearing the voice behind her, Claire's head instantly grew bigger.

Little Lori couldn't come to join in the fun, this Fred didn't persuade him, but he had to take Little Lori to the battlefield, how could this work.

"No, no, you heard me wrong." Without waiting for Fred to speak, Claire took the lead in denying the trifecta and stared at each other with murderous eyes.

I have to say that Fred's progress is quite great, although Claire's eyes are full of murder, he still ignores Claire's protests and looks at little Lori with a smile.

"Miss Lin, don't worry, it's okay, don't worry about Claire, I'll protect you when you go to the battlefield!"

Little Lori glanced at Claire hesitantly, at this moment Claire had regained her expressionless demeanor, and she was already greeting Fred in her heart.

It's no wonder that Claire is angry, although he doesn't have much affection for little Lori, but after all, they have been together for so long. War is a risky thing, and Claire can't guarantee that she will be 100% on the battlefield unscathed, let alone little Lori.

Let the little Lori follow to the battlefield, isn't this a pit for the little Lori?

Obviously, little Lori and Fred have different opinions on this matter.

So, Claire could only watch as little Lori followed him before and set off with Fred.

What can make Claire a little more relieved is that in his opinion, even if he goes to the front line, Fred himself still doesn't have to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, so it is far safer to follow the little Lori with the protection of a strong personal guard by his side than to follow him.

In the Ferrol Valley, Baron Phil has not been idle in the past few days, while surveying the terrain and finding a suitable location for the subsequent arrival of the army, while constantly sending scouts to spy on the enemy's intelligence.

What worries Baron Phil is that in just a few days, there have been a lot more noble flags in the enemy camp on the opposite side, and it is obvious that the other party is also gathering the main force.

After reading the order that Walter had passed on to him, Baron Phil frowned slightly and asked the messenger.

"Where Baron Walter's troops are now, there are still a few days to go."

The messenger immediately pointed to a place on the map, and as to when the army would arrive, it was entirely up to Walter to decide, and he did not know.

Glancing at the map, Baron Phil nodded, waved the messenger away, and summoned his own guard.

"Your Excellency!" The guards clasped their hands into fists and saluted each other respectfully.

Baron Phil resealed the letter he had just read and handed it to the guard. "You bring a few people, send this letter to the family, remember, the faster the better, and return as soon as you get a reply after sending it!"

"Yes!" The guards solemnly turned out to be in the new home, put it close to their bodies, and did not dare to delay for a moment, and immediately went to take people to set off.

A moment later, several horses' hooves sounded and they drifted away.

Baron Phil only now came back from his musings and shook his head slightly.

This Baron Walter, worthy of being Count Marcas's most trusted commander, really has a few brushes. Previously, everyone thought that he was deeply valued because of his marriage, but now it seems that it is not the same thing at all.

Now, since it's been a few days since we've been here, it's time to try how many pounds and taels the enemy in front of you has.

Baron Phil stepped out of his marching tent and delivered an order.

As the order was conveyed step by step, the whole camp suddenly became in a commotion, and Baron Phil seemed to hear the excited roars of the soldiers in the wind.

At the same time, outside the valley, Moore, who had just arrived at the camp, was inspecting the situation of the entire camp while listening to the relevant reports.

The day after the banquet in Montseren, after a private meeting between More, Fred, and Claire, and before the general direction of the battle was finalized, More arranged for the army and the barons who remained in Montelon to set off for the Ferrol Valley.

Worried about the front line, after clarifying his supreme command, Moore did not delay any longer, and took the lead in setting off, while Claire and Fred were arranged by him to leave last.

Moore was not very worried about the situation in the Ferrol Valley, and after setting out, he did not follow the army, but left the army and hurried lightly, and arrived at the camp in just a few days.

Before Mohr could inspect the entire camp, soldiers reported that the commander of the opposing side had issued a war letter and had a meeting at the mouth of the valley in the afternoon.

Hearing the soldier's report, Moore looked at Baron Reilly on the side and asked with some confusion.

"The enemy's build-up is so much faster than ours, and in just a few days, the main force of the army has arrived? That Walter, where did he come from such a fast march? ”

After a few days of scout exchanges, each side had soldiers captured by the enemy, so some simple information was no longer a secret, at least the approximate composition of the two armies, the commander, everyone knew very well.

From the intelligence, Moore estimated that the arrival time of the opponent's large army should be slower than the speed of his own assembly. Then, at this time, there were only a thousand enemy troops in the valley, how could they dare to challenge their own side, which now had three times their strength.

Moore instantly thought of a possibility, that is, the speed of the opponent's main force marched faster than he imagined, and it was estimated that the large army was not far away. Then that Baron Phil, most likely, wanted to lure them to give up the strong camp to fight in the field, and then use the main force to suddenly appear and catch the army of the Watch Alliance by surprise.

"Unlikely." Baron Reilly also thought of this, but his tone was still a little incredulous. "How could the opponent's main force come so quickly."

"The main force hasn't arrived, is that Baron Phil here to send him to death?" Moore frowned, thought for a moment, and then smiled. "Forget it, let him be arrogant, notify all the camps, stick to the camps, and don't go to war!"

Moore knew that it might also be Baron Phil's own initiative, wanting to make a run with the Overwatch Alliance's army before reinforcements arrived.

But even if there is a trace of risk, Moore does not want to gamble at this time.

The reason why such a strong camp was built here is not for everyone to live comfortably, but to block each other.

In terms of time, the longer this battle drags on, the better it will be for the Overwatch Alliance.

Because on the whole, the war between Trois-Rivières and Erdo Castle, due to the problems of the surrounding situation, Erdo Castle can only be on the defensive, as long as the army of Trois-Rivières sets off, the crisis of the Lords of the Watchman Alliance in the middle of the Tilin River will naturally be solved at this time.

How could that Baron Walter's few thousand men be able to stop the army of Trois-Rivières.

In that case, what is Moore anxious about?

Although he wanted to use this battle to increase his prestige, he never forgot the importance of this battle, knowing that once he lost, it would be difficult to hold the territory he had worked so hard to hold.

Such a choice is not difficult for Moore to make at all.