Baron Phil frowned, looking at the sturdy Overwatch Alliance camp not far away, still closed, with some frost on his face.

He never thought that he had given the other party a war letter, and the other party's commander really shouldn't fight, so steady, without any aristocratic demeanor.

Aren't the wars between our nobles all settled by a fight at a time and place?

Baron Phil sent some cavalry to provoke the gate of the other camp, and as soon as he got close to the camp, the soldiers inside fired a round of bows and arrows, forcing them back.

Seeing that the other party couldn't hold on to his decision, Baron Phil couldn't help it, with the little strength he had at hand, it was obviously difficult to break through the several extremely strong camps in front of him.

Especially in the cavalry test just now, he did not find the weak defense in the opponent's camp, which made him dare not mess around.

Glancing back at the chaotic formation of his army, the corner of Baron Phil's eyes couldn't help twitching, although this group of mercenaries, although they all seem to be quite combative, and their combat effectiveness is not weak, but this discipline and regular army are still incomparable, and even this basic marching formation is not good.

If this really encounters elite troops, it is estimated that it will be scattered in three or two.

Forget it, if you want to get some results, you still have to wait for Walter and his family's army to arrive, and it is unlikely to rely on these mercenaries.

Thinking of this, Baron Phil waved his hand with some interest and ordered the troops to be collected and returned to the camp.

When Baron Phil and his army slowly retreated, the gates of a camp opened, and a small group of cavalry slowly rushed out.

"Looks like I guessed wrong." Moore shook his head, a mocking smile on his lips. "This Baron Phil really just wanted to die."

"I can't say that." Baron Reilly, who was riding on a horse, immediately answered. "Baron Phil's hands are all mercenaries, these people, he won't feel distressed if they die, it is best to use them to consume our strength and test our combat effectiveness, I guess he thinks so."

"With this group of mercenaries, is it possible that I still have to send elites?" Moore scoffed at this, thinking that he was almost frightened by the other party, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and after thinking about it, he commanded. "In this way, send out a little more scout cavalry to reconnoiter when the enemy's large force will arrive.

Isn't this Baron Phil going to test our strength, so it just so happens that many of our barons have sent a lot of recruits, so let these recruits see the battlefield and temper them well, and I believe that other barons will also thank me. ”

After hearing that Trois-Rivières had sent reinforcements and that Fred, the son of Count Wright, had personally come to the middle reaches of the Tilling River, most of the barons of the Watch Alliance had been cautious in their hearts, and many of them re-recruited the troops of their own territories, leaving only a few troops to guard the territory, and the rest were transferred to the Ferrol Valley to assemble.

There are also some barons who still have the intention of preserving their strength, and the quality of the army recruited in the second wave is seriously poor, and they are basically new recruits. What Moore said was to throw these weak recruits into battle and run into a confrontation with Baron Phil's mercenaries.

Moore's idea is very simple, recruits don't dare to use it in large-scale battles, so use it now. Besides, if a recruit goes to the battlefield a few more times, he will become a veteran.

As for whether the recruits will have huge casualties, it is completely out of Moore's consideration, not to mention that these recruits are basically not Moore's soldiers, even if they belong to Moore, this kind of consumption should be in his opinion.

"Well, that's a good idea." Baron Reilly nodded, fully approving with Moore's proposal. These recruits are also very weak in the eyes of Baron Reilly.

"This time, if all the troops are assembled in place, there will be almost 16,000 troops here, even if they face the main force of Baron Walter, the chances of victory are not small, and the number of troops on the other side is obviously not as large as ours."

The number of troops of 16,000 is already equivalent to the strength of a medium-sized lord, which is basically the level of an ordinary earl. Of course, it is still far from being compared with the great nobles like Count Wright and Count Marcas, who are already comparable to ordinary dukes.

"By the way, I heard that Baron Claire didn't recruit a second wave of troops?" Moore didn't know what came to mind, so he asked casually.

"yes." Baron Reilly didn't understand why Moore suddenly brought this up, so he had to deal with it first.

There weren't many barons in the second wave of the Overwatch Alliance who didn't recruit troops, only two or three people, even those who wanted to preserve their strength, all pretended to pull out some militia from the territory.

After all, not to mention the combat effectiveness of the army, at least the issue of attitude must be ensured.

But for Claire, it was completely unnecessary to show such an attitude like Fred. Not to mention his relationship with Fred, there is no need to prove anything. Even if there is a new person, Claire will most likely not mobilize the army of the territory again.

In Claire's opinion, after Count Wright of Trois-Rivières sent reinforcements, it was basically no longer a problem to hold the middle reaches of the Tilling River, so his focus had become the development of the territory. The transfer of troops may seem to have no effect on the development and construction of the territory, but in fact it will slow down the progress of many tasks.

Without the cooperation of the army, in a territory that has just been conquered, even if those people do not dare to rebel directly, they will make some small moves in private.

Therefore, the territory still has to leave enough strength to deter Xiaoxiao. What's more, Claire defended and other lords around it.

The other barons didn't know what Claire was thinking, but what they did know was that with a good relationship with Fred, this battle, even if Claire didn't have many troops, could reap enough benefits. That alone is enough to make people like Baron Reilly envious.

Seeing that Baron Reilly didn't say anything, Moore didn't continue to ask, and touched his nose in embarrassment. In fact, he did not send a second wave of troops either. It's not that he doesn't want to send it, but the alliance's logistics materials are mainly concentrated in Montelon City, and he needs to ensure the safety of logistics, in addition to his own troops, he also left some extra elite troops, just to protect Montelon City.

Moore just asked casually, and now he had to quickly change the topic and follow Baron Reilly with some guards to check the terrain near the Ferrol Valley.

On the other side, Claire finally used all her skills to get Lynn out, so that the other party was willing to stay in Montseron City.

For this, Claire sacrificed Fred.

Claire took the last of her troops and said goodbye to a grieving Fred.

Claire patted Fred on the shoulder and whispered.

"You see, such an important thing as guarding logistics naturally has to be done by a weighty person. Moore and I both went to the front, so you'll have to do it.

Rest assured, if you return to Monseron now, no one will say anything about you, but everyone will praise you for your wisdom and general understanding. ”

Seeing that Fred was about to open his mouth to retort again, Claire quickly glanced around, and then leaned into Fred's ear and whispered a few words.

Fred's face turned to the side, but finally he nodded, snorted and let Claire leave.