Start as Inherited Baroness

More than ten days later, Simon led his troops to Changhe Territory.

The gryphon knights and the eight-clawed spider have already figured out the situation of this noble coalition.

They were composed of eight soldiers under the command of the baronial nobles of the Cisse demesne, five of which were still in existence.

The other three abandoned the castle and fled with their armies.

The composition of the army is very complex, and it will definitely be difficult to integrate them during a fight. It is estimated that they will just stand in a pile and fight their own thing.

They built a fort on a hillside, stretching for more than ten miles, and stayed there for a long time to prepare for Simon's attack.

On this day, the remaining barons and nobles gathered in Baron Tula's tent to discuss matters.

Baron Tula was considered the most powerful among them, with more than 5,000 standing troops, so he was elected as the leader of the alliance.

In fact, his five thousand soldiers and horses are also very capable, and most of them are militiamen. But the same is true for others, and they can only choose the taller ones from the short ones.

"Baron Tula, this guy Simon is really attacking, what should we do?

According to the reconnaissance of the scout cavalry, they have at least 20,000 soldiers, and all of them are wearing armor, and the worst ones are bronze armor.

I'm afraid it's not an option if we continue to resist like this. I wonder if we can make peace..."

One of them, a middle-aged baron with a brown beard, said in a deep voice.

"It's impossible. The world is in chaos now. Count Simon is so ambitious that he will never tolerate us.

Unless we give up our territory and go elsewhere, there is no way he will let us go! "

The person who said this was Baron Morse from the Ancient Tree Territory, and he was the one holding the string for this alliance of nobles.

"Count Simon indeed has a grand plan. He wants to unify the royal territory of Sisai and then occupy the entire Sisai.

The total number of our soldiers now totals only over 18,000, and more than half of them are equipped with Zamubu armor, so they are probably no match for him.

Alas, I think we should just surrender to him. Maybe we can go further in the future, and maybe..."

"This method you are talking about will not work! Simon is originally a pariah who raises horses, so he naturally does not believe in us nobles...

Besides, my ancestors have been nobles for generations, how could I let him drive..."

The nobles began to argue. After hearing this, Mers looked slightly unnatural on his face. He was a businessman and a lowly person.

"Report! Lord Baron! The Horren family's army and the Sword Legion have camped fifteen miles northwest!"

While the nobles were having a heated discussion, a knight suddenly walked in from outside the tent, saluted respectfully, and then reported.

Suddenly, the elegant birds in the tent were speechless.

"Explore again!"

Baron Tula spoke in a deep voice, with a calm voice and a sense of strategizing. He did not say a word in the discussion just now.

"Yes!" The knight took the order and left.

"Okay! Now that the army is approaching the city, a battle is inevitable.

Earl Simon's rise is too fast, and his foundation must be unstable. Let's concentrate our elite forces to attack one area..."

Baron Tula was about thirty years old, 180 in height, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a decent face. He was pretty good-looking. He was speaking loudly and calmly.

At this time, Simon, who had set up camp, was reading a letter in the tent.

The letter was sent by Baron Tula, expressing his intention to surrender and his willingness to lead other nobles into desperate situations in order to make a declaration of surrender.

"Get a pen and paper, I want to answer a letter."

Simon thought for a while and said softly.

"Yes!" Mailan responded softly, turned around and walked out of the tent, and after a while, brought the things.

Simon immediately wrote a letter, agreeing to Baron Tula's surrender and granting his request.

This person's attitude was very low, saying that after the matter was completed, he would be willing to guard the border for him, and he only needed to entrust him with a standard barony land.

The standard barony stipulated in the Eagle Kingdom's laws is fifty square kilometers.

In this way, this battle can be won at a small cost.

The fifty square kilometers of land are only stored with Baron Tula.

After it stabilizes, there are ways to take back the land and settle the scores later, and Simon must be good at it.

He would definitely not reuse someone as repetitive as Baron Tula.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Airey and others led the army and the Griffin Knights to further understand the surrounding terrain and drew a simple sand table.

The aristocratic coalition never acted rashly and held fast to the camp on the hillside.

Simon was waiting for Baron Tula's response, but he could hold his nerve, because even if it was a hard fight, it would not be difficult to eliminate them.

In addition, they were alone here, without reinforcements from any direction. They were already dead meat on the chopping block. There was only one way to die except surrender.

Simon is very patient when he has a winning chance.

On this day, Baron Tula finally sent a reply.

After Simon read it, he handed it to Airey, Kairaf, Hilde and others to read it again.

"Your Majesty, this is indeed feasible. There is not much risk to us."

Airey first said that in the letter, Tula described a plan of action, which was nothing more than a light-army lure strategy.

"Well! Let's do it this way. Regardless of whether the plan succeeds or not, in three days, we will destroy this coalition and completely unify the royal territory of Xisse.

You guys, come up with a plan and tell me tomorrow. " Simon ordered.

"Yes! Sir!" Everyone responded, discussed some details, and then dispersed to do their work.

Simon reviewed the matter in his mind and looked at the simple sand table in the account.

After looking at it for a while, he was suddenly startled and immediately shouted: "What is this place? Is it a lake?"

"Sir, it looks like a pond. Please wait, I will call the Griffin Knight." Mai Lan looked at it and said uncertainly.

The various images on the simple sand table are a bit abstract and the proportions are not accurate, so it can only be used as a rough reference.

And the location of the pond is in the enemy-occupied area. Except for the Griffin Knight, scouts from other departments cannot come to observe in person.

After a while, a Griffin Knight responsible for scouting this area was brought in. There were only three Griffins accompanying him, and this was one of them.

"Greetings, Lord Earl!"

"How big is the pond at this location?" Simon nodded slightly, pointed to the sand table and asked.

"About..." The Griffin Knight immediately described it.

"Damn! It turns out that this guy wants to trick me. Who taught him the tactics of breaking the dam?" Simon immediately understood in his heart.

The location of this small lake is just upstream of the ambush valley. Once the water is released, the people and horses in the valley will be wiped out under the flood.

"Baron Tula has come up with a vicious plan." Simon thought to himself, and then he rode on the griffin and went to see it again.

He found that the small lake was not small, several miles from east to west, and there were signs of artificial construction in the north.

In this way, Simon was certain that even if Baron Tula didn't think so much, he couldn't put himself in danger.

That evening, he called Aire and other soldiers to the big tent.

"Baron Tula has ill intentions, and the previous battle plan is cancelled.

Launch a night attack tonight and break through the camp in the southeast direction..."