Start as Inherited Baroness

Not long after, Mailan brought paper and pen.

Simon wrote a receipt to Wall, stamped it with the Baron's seal, and gave it to him to negotiate with Mad.

"Baron, please rest assured, I will do this well." Wall promised confidently.

Simon didn't care much about this matter, but looked down at the castle. The serfs had almost gathered.

Only some corners had not yet stood up, but when he looked at them, they were all standing.

"Baron, the serfs have gathered." Sarit came to report.

"Well, let's go, let them follow behind, and the East Guard will be the vanguard." Simon nodded and said.

"Yes!" Sarit responded solemnly, then walked down the gatehouse and conveyed the order.

Simon looked for a while, then walked down to the open space in the inner court.

"Sir, please get on the horse. The guards are all ready and can set off at any time."

Mailan led the superior warhorse over and said respectfully.

Simon nodded, took the reins, and climbed onto the horse's back with his help.

The horse only snorted a few times, and its four hooves did not move at all. It was obviously an excellent warhorse with excellent discipline.

"Let's go!" Simon gave an order.

"Yes! Let's go! Let's go!" Mailan immediately arranged for someone to convey the order.

Soon, the expeditionary team walked out of the Spark Castle. Ai Lei, wearing a knight's plate armor, led the East Guards in the front.

Next was Sarit's patrol team, which only brought a hundred foot soldiers.

Then there was the guards, and Simon was in this position of the team.

Behind them followed the baggage team, escorted by some of the Serene slaves.

Behind them were more than a thousand serfs, also controlled by Sarit.

Some of the officers used were selected from the serfs, but the leaders were all soldiers from the original guards.

Xinghuo Fort is not far from Fengjian Fort. Simon and his team arrived at their destination in just a few hours.

The original Fengjian Village camp was ablaze, and there were many soldiers squatting around Fengjian Fort.

At a glance, there were indeed more than a thousand people.

This place is a plain, so you can see everything at a glance. The arrival of Simon and others quickly alarmed Berlitt's team.

They immediately mobilized, moved away from Fengjian Fort, and lined up on the side close to the river.

Simon observed for a while and ordered: "The whole army should set up a posture on that slope and not attack rashly."

"Yes!" Mai Lan responded and immediately sent someone to convey the order.

It's called a slope, but it's actually one or two meters higher than the surrounding area, but this height can also bring a little advantage to the defender.

After a while, the whole team slowly moved, walked to the slope slowly, and lined up.

At this time, Simon carefully observed the situation on the field and saw that there were many siege equipment around Fengjian Fort.

There were about ten ladders, siege vehicles and so on. In addition, there were nearly a hundred corpses scattered under the fortress.

Obviously, Baron Berlitt and his men had tried to attack by force.

Simon looked at Berlitt's army again. There were indeed reinforcements. There were four kinds of noble flags alone.

It was obviously divided into four parts, each with a leader surrounded by some soldiers.

They had about a thousand soldiers and dozens of cavalry.

More than three hundred of them were wearing iron armor, with iron light armor or chain mail being the mainstream, and the others were mostly iron leather armor.

Archers and the like usually wore leather armor.

This strength was indeed not low for the current West Seti, no wonder Baron Berlitt dared to cause trouble.

If the two sides were to fight head-on, I'm afraid hundreds of people would die.

The two sides confronted each other for more than half an hour without communicating. They were all making preparations and adjusting their formations from time to time.

"My lord, look over there." At this time, Mailan reminded him and pointed in a direction.

Simon looked over there and found an army gathering on the other side of the river. Judging from the noble flags, it was Willier from the Stone Lord.

In addition, there were more than a dozen boats in the river, each about ten meters long and three or four meters wide, all leaning against the other side.

"Hey! Brother! Don't be afraid! Kill them!!" Willier led his men to the river, waved his hand, and shouted.

"Thank you! Brother!!" Simon grinned and waved his hand.

I didn't expect that this Baron Willier was not just a boaster, but could really help out when something happened.

Soon, they began to cross the river by boat.

The river was actually not very wide. Not long after, more than 300 people under Baron Willier's command all reached the other side of the river.

They lined up directly on the riverside, and the front of the army was facing Baron Berlit's team.

At this time, Willier, escorted by dozens of people, ran towards Simon's formation, all riding horses, but most of them were travel horses.

"Brother, I won't break my promise. Why didn't you send someone to call me when there was a war? Could it be that you don't trust me?" Willier laughed.

"Brother! I thought they were just petty thieves, and I thought I would call you when there was something serious." Simon laughed.

"Brother, don't be polite in the future. We must form an unbreakable alliance to deal with the various dangers that will come.

It's not easy for the new nobles to survive!" Willier shouted.

"Okay! Let's defeat them together. If there is trouble in the future, I will not stand idly by."

Simon smiled and promised. Anyway, there is no harm, and it doesn't cost money to say nice things.

They were talking and laughing here, but Burrit was immersed in a haze.

"Who are their reinforcements?" A black-haired knight in his thirties asked solemnly.

"Look at the flag, it's Baron Werir of the Stone Territory, who was also promoted by the Marquis.

This kid is very smart. He has divided the territory among many mercenary leaders and has won over a strong force.

And he has many brothers at home. Many people who want to attack him are discouraged after asking about it." Baron Berlit explained.

"Where did Baron Simon get so many troops? Didn't you say he was the only free man?

Even if it was Kelair, he couldn't get so many people in this West Seti!"

Another knight spoke up. This person was very strong, but not tall and very sturdy.

"I don't know either. It seems that they are serfs who built the fortress." Berlit said.

"Oh, that's not bad. Even if these serfs are trained, they don't have much combat power.

But he did a good job. They are all shield-spearmen, and they all wear cloth armor."

"Hey, don't worry. When they start to move, the serfs will show their true colors. They will run everywhere and we won't be able to catch them."

A tall brown-haired knight joked. He also represented a baron's power.

All the barons of the family that Berlitt came from sent some support.

But he will have to pay back these supports bit by bit in the future. The debt of favor is the most difficult to pay off.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

Just as they were chatting, a uniform and loud shout of killing sounded.

Berlitt and his men hurriedly looked at the serfs' square formation on the opposite side, and they were all stunned.