Section 46: Military discussion

The attendants in square robe picked up a long bronze trumpet and blew it up. The sound of the trumpet made the nobles gather in the tent of Duke Han Ruowei. They wore various exquisite armors and compared each other's clothes while talking to each other. The subtle carvings on the armor will also become a topic of conversation for a period of time. The nobles usually tied tights on the outside of the armor, and the family emblems on the tights were symbols of their identity.

Duke Han Ruowei sat on an oak chair in the tent. He supported his chin with his elbows, waiting for the arrival of his vassals. After each vassal entered the tent, he would salute his vassals. It can be said that as long as Duke Han Ruowei was for one day, his family rule would be unbreakable.

"My monarch and commanders have arrived. You can start the military discussion." Earl Baden looked at it, and the forty nobles gathered in the tent said to the duke.

"Okay, bring the map." Duke Han Ruowei nodded and said to his personal servant with satisfaction.

"Yes, sir." The two attendants moved a square table to the center of the tent, and then laid a map made of sheepskin on it. This map is certainly not as accurate as later generations, but only marked the locations of the castles and villages, as well as rivers and hills.

"My monarch, please allow me to explain the current situation to you." Earl of Baden humbly lowered his head and said to Duke Hanrowei, and the Duke nodded in agreement with the Earl of Baden's suggestion. In fact, the Earl of Baden, who has a deep military capital, is the actual commander of this army.

"Please see, damn, the God-cursed Ruvid people surrounded the Fort Marenko." Earl Baden took out three soldiers' sculptures from a wooden box on the square table. This was cast from copper. The soldiers holding spears were lifelike. Earl Baden placed these three sculptures on the map, and the surrounding Fort Marenko surrounded the castle.

"How many of them are there?" asked an earl.

"According to our scout's reward, there were about two or three thousand people." Earl Baden replied, picking up another knight sculpture and two infantry sculptures, putting them not far from the Fort Marenko, and then saying to the nobles, "This is our team, we have about three thousand people, and one thousand knights."

"It seems that we still have the advantage. After all, our number of knights is still greater than that of the other party." The Count who was watching from the side said, and the other nobles nodded in agreement. After all, knights are the main force of this era.

"Don't be careless, all of you." Although Earl Baden also had the same idea, he, who had been engaged in military career for a long time, knew the power of the Ruvids.

"My monarch, let our knights go up and deal with these hateful Ruvets, that's it." An impatient count picked up the sculpture representing the knights of his troops and placed it hard in the infantry statue surrounding the Ruvets of Marenko Fort, as if he had broken through the enemy's encirclement and saved Marenko Fort.

"You must not be impatient, my lord. There are many rivers and swamps nearby. If you are not careful, our knights will be surrounded." Earl Baden rejected this reckless suggestion. Out of respect for the old noble, the onlookers did not speak out. If others said this, they would be scolded as cowards.

"What should I do?" The nobles came here for a long distance and left their territory and homes just to fulfill their feudal obligations. If they took their troops out of their territory for a long time, paying the troops would make them bankrupt.

"Sir, Lord Remond is here." Just as the military discussion was about to come, the attendant informed Duke Han Ruowei of Remond's arrival, and then Rymond, wearing a noble uniform and looked proud, walked into the tent.

"My monarch, Remond pays tribute to you." As soon as Remond entered the tent, he saw the duke sitting in front of him and quickly knelt down on one knee, while the nobles around him were stunned.

"Rymond, you are not a vassal of the Duke." Earl Baden said with dissatisfaction.

"This." Remond was embarrassed and didn't know what to do. The nobles around him whispered to each other. The nobles knew each other's relatives. As the younger brother of Count Medore, the nobles knew each other, but Remond's performance in the past has been poor, and the title of loser Remond has been widely circulated among the nobles.

Although Earl Medoer had no son, in order to allow his daughter to inherit the title, she did not hesitate to amend the territory laws and spent a huge amount of money to bribe the duke to make him recognize his daughter's status. However, after attending the Han Ruowei Knights Competition, he was killed by the Ruowei people together with his heirs. The nobles always believed that the duke would confiscate Earl Medoer's territory and would not hand over Earl Medoer's territory to a coward and loser. However, was it a change in summoning Remond in the military discussion?

"It's okay, get up, Remond. We are all very sad about Earl Medoer's affairs. Don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for the Earl." The unexpected duke stretched out his hand with a happy look and asked Remond to get up. Remond was overjoyed and stood up quickly and hid aside. The nobles around him looked at him with complex eyes.

"Okay, although we have a certain advantage, the heavy rain has just passed and it is not suitable for knights to fight. We still need to wait patiently." Duke Han Ruowei said when the military discussion was a little unlucky, and said.

"Are we doing nothing?" Earl Georg said a few steps away from Remond.

"No, the Ruveids are attacking Fort Marenko. I have discussed with the Earl of Baden that the Ruveids should continue to attack the castle, which will consume their troops, but there is only a small trouble."

"What trouble, noble Duke." The nobles asked curiously.

"Marenke Fort has been persisting for a while. We are worried about how long they can last without reinforcements, so we hope to send a team as reinforcements to help Marenke Fort stand." Duke Han Ruowei said slowly, his words were filled with the gentleness of the nobles, but this sentence made the nobles feel cold.

"This." Just kidding, under the heavy siege of the enemy, wouldn't it be a trap and seeking death? No fools would do that. Under the eyes of the duke, the nobles bowed their heads one by one, or suddenly became interested in their rings and neck pendants.

"Rymond, what do you think of my idea?" Duke Hanruowei turned his head and said to Rymond who was giggling silly.

"What? Oh, my most respected Duke, I completely agree with this wise decision." Seeing that Duke Han Ruowei suddenly spoke to him, Remond was flattered and answered quickly, and the nobles beside him cursed the idiot in their hearts to flatter him.

"So, my friend." Duke Hanruowei said to Reymond with a smile, "Would you like to deal with this little trouble for me?"

"Oh, huh." The Countes breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere in the tent became lively again. They looked at Remond with eager eyes, as if they saw a good piece of wild boar.

"That's right, Lord Remond is wise and brave, and he will definitely help Lord Duke."

"Yes, yes, I always thought that Earl Medoer should choose Lord Remond as his heir."

"That's right." The countes said flatteringly, it's not just me who went to die.

"I, I." Remond regretted deathly. Why are you so unlucky? Just ignore me like before, why are you pushing me into the pit like this now?

"What, Lord Remond doesn't want to do it? Ah, I always thought you were more suitable for Earl Sayvo." The duke sighed and shook his head, as if he was a little disappointed with his eyes. Remond quickly patted his chest when he heard this.

"Don't worry, Lord Duke, I will definitely complete the task you assigned me."

"That's good." Duke Han Ruowei laughed, as if he was very satisfied with Remond. The Counts around him also patted Remond's shoulder to express encouragement.

"Dude, why did you choose which loser?" After the nobles left the tent, the Earl of Baden asked in confusion. Although this was a dangerous task, it was related to the victory or defeat of this battle.

"Do you think he can't finish it?"

"I'm worried that the loser will run away."

"Haha, I don't think he won't, because that person won't."

"Who are you referring to?" Earl Baden was confused. What does the Duke mean? Although using Reymond will not damage the Duke's name even if it fails. On the contrary, if an Earl is killed or captured, it will be a great blow to morale, but is it appropriate to use such an unreliable person?

"My Count, let's wait and see. I feel like I'm gambling, or watching a wonderful game." Duke Han Ruowei stretched, stood up and said to his loyal vassal.

"Okay, as you wish."

When Remond walked into Schwab's camp, his face looked like a mortal and despairy, Schwab was startled when he saw it. Schwab walked forward to stop the nominal employer.

"What happened, my sir."

"Damn, those damn bastards." Remond suddenly burst into tears, making Schwab think that the nobleman was having some nerves. "It was all a group of bastards, and they joined forces to frame me."

"What the hell is wrong?"

"No, let's go quickly. Losing territory is better than catching a life." Raymond wiped his face, and his nose, tears stuck to his face and he said in a panic.

"Stop, make it clear." Schwab was so annoyed that he grabbed Remond.
Chapter completed!