You can't run. The baron could only summon the militia in a hurry and prepare to fight.
The baron's butler, Mr. White, is leading his subjects to reinforce the manor's walls. In the noble territories in this area, in addition to the lord's castle being protected by stone walls, the manors outside the castle will also reinforce the walls of private houses to form a four-meter-high exterior wall. A river was dug outside the barony's manor wall as a defense surrounding the manor. The exit of the outer wall is accessed by a suspension bridge. The suspension bridge was erected during the war. The entire manor is surrounded by rivers and city walls, so it is supposed to be relatively strong.
However, due to years of disrepair, the moat has become seriously silted up, and the shallowest part is only knee-high. Old White and Zhuang Min didn't have time to dig deep for repairs, so they could only dig within 10 meters near the suspension bridge.
Bandits are always lurking in the remote mountains and forests. They are said to be bandits, but in fact a large part of them are free mountain people who are unwilling to pay taxes or become farm laborers. The local nobles felt that these people were no threat as long as they did not cause trouble, and they would not spend money and time to exterminate them.
Starting last winter, the situation suddenly became serious. It is said that some of the soldiers who returned from the east gathered together with the bandit leaders to train the mountain people and bandits into bandits. Not long after, several groups of bandits gathered together and became rebels.
There is a larger rebel army in the mountains near here, led by a rebel knight named Lance, with cavalry, infantry, and even some veterans of the rebellious legions. They attacked some manors, and some wandering horse thieves appeared nearby and captured some of the people.
A lord near the mountains realized the threat and immediately mobilized his men to conquer it. As a result, they were defeated by the rebels in one day, and the lord's head was said to have been inserted into the rebels' spear.
A larger-scale battle broke out after the New Year. Several noble coalition forces launched attacks on the rebels in different locations. The situation was not bad at first.
However, suddenly, a viscount and several nobles led their troops out of the way, and several rebel armies rushed into the rich Vero River Basin, sweeping towards Lord Bet's territory.
Baron Bate's estate now faces a rebel attack.
Most of the citizens had no combat experience, and they did not have sophisticated armor or weapons. In the whole manor, only the baron and his young son had mail. The hastily assembled militiamen responsible for guarding the outer wall only numbered a hundred or so, and were no match for the thousands of rebels.
Old White, who was reinforcing the exterior wall, suddenly received a notice. A group of richly dressed young people came to the south gate of the manor. They were both men and women, and several of the young women were very beautiful, causing a commotion among the people.
Old White rushed over and could clearly see the coat of arms on their gorgeous clothes from a distance. The girls wore exquisite jewelry, the craftsmanship of which was even better than the baron's heirlooms. The pure color was not like silver, but platinum. Not to mention the craftsmanship, the inlaid diamonds alone were worth at least 30 gold florins. Their appearance and temperament are natural, their every move and smile is touching and without any artificiality, they are as elegant and graceful as lilies.
Old White, who had some knowledge, immediately showed great respect.
The leader was a warrior named Rana, who wore heavy armor and carried a two-handed sword on his back. Although he looks young, he is tall and handsome, and his manners are imposing.
"We come from various families in Beyelan and were attacked by the rebels not long ago." Rana hit his left chest with his right hand in greeting. "We need food and water, and the ladies need proper and clean rooms. Nearby The garrison has received our request for help, and before that we need the Baron’s protection and help.”
Isius walked up from the side and took out some silver coins from his pocket: "We will pay the reward and fees."
Old White took the silver coin handed to him, looked at the strong young man in front of him and the armor on his body, and thought, "It might also be very useful in fighting..."
Generally speaking, the Baron Manor is in great need of defensive manpower at this time. Since there was no time to recruit mercenaries, they could only try to increase the number of strong men who could climb the city wall. Compared to unprotected militiamen, armored warriors were extremely valuable, even if it was just a piece of leather armor.
Old White had already grasped the situation, and even the militiamen around him wisely put away their weapons and assumed a respectful attitude toward a noble lord.
However, without the Baron's approval, Old White had no right to admit them. Just when he was thinking about going in and reporting, a man in a luxurious robe walked out of the crowd and glanced at Old White with a haughty and noble look:
"Call your lord out, quickly."
Professor Witzleben looked down impatiently at the hesitant steward of the manor: "Witzleben, the extraordinary wizard from Homemonworth, requested that he and his manor militia be recruited to prepare for the next battle."
…
Baron Bethe rushed over immediately and respectfully paid Professor Witzleben the utmost respect:
"I didn't expect that I would be so helpful to you. My ancestors once followed your family in the battles. In the wise and powerful..."
"That's enough," Witzleben shouted, interrupting the baron's compliment. "Get your militia and food in order and tell me the details."
The baron immediately withdrew.
Witzleben became the owner of the manor and castle. He sat down in the master's seat and looked down at his students.
Is the professor crazy? Is he going to stay here?
Sonia had a bad premonition and immediately said:
"We can't stay here,
"My proposal is for the baron to collect nearby ships to send us across the Beit River. Evacuate as soon as possible before the rebels gather and move closer to other teams near the old town."
Not long after it was discovered that the dhow was taking on water, the unfortunate ship really sank. Fortunately, they were discovered in time, and everyone escaped, found some carriages, and continued to retreat eastward.
The professor led everyone to make some flying familiars, sent a warning in the direction of Old Town and reported their location, asking for support.
The Echo Crystal was still severely interfered with, and communications beyond a certain distance were fruitless.
As they walked, they kept in intermittent contact with the Old Town. The communication returned could only be sent via ravens and homing pigeons, which delayed a lot of time.
By noon on March 17, the retreating camping group received bad news one after another.
Lance's army has already moved in from the north. Their number is close to 4,000, divided into several teams. The fast-moving horse thieves advanced along the river bank and were likely to block the camping group on the west bank of the Beit River and the north bank of the Vero River.
"With me here, there is no need for this." Witzleben's eyes swept over everyone present, and he directly passed over the noble classmates and gave the order:
"Lana, Murat, and Nona, organize the manor militia and divide it into three parts to guard the three walls except the castle. Kurala, lead people to establish a sniper point. I want to see that every wall that is attacked can get a long-range attack." cover."
"Bertier, confirm the food and drinking water in the manor. I need a complete rationing plan. Water purification potions can be distributed to them. Human and animal excrement must be separated, so that the villagers can gather together and boil it into golden juice. Dedeus, Arrange familiars and establish a warning system, which requires 24-hour uninterrupted vigilance.
"Isius, lead people to build a temporary echo hub, and I will connect with Old Town."
This time, not only Shutoral, but also magic students of noble birth were arranged.
Sonia looked at Isius and Fiona, who were both members of the committee, at a loss, and raised her hand hesitantly: "Professor, we have our own command system..."
"Chain of command? Are you referring to the staff trip report that cannot be produced without the help of your trainee knights?" Witzleben's always serious face could not tell whether he was sincere or sarcastic, "I am not A loser like Velonos will encounter real combat this time. I want each of you to stick to your posts.
"This manor will serve as a magnet to attract rebels, and the powerful reinforcements will serve as a hammer to crush the gathered rebels here.
"You are the rose of Beyeland, you are also a sharp sword, and you are a majestic and inviolable magician. I will water you with blood and moans."
Everyone was obedient, and the identity and aura of the professor and the extraordinary were irrefutable.
"Cheer up your spirits!"
The professor shouted sharply:
"Two Verona Legion brigades are coming from the south. The Verona nobles' territories and private armies are spread across the wilderness, and there are city defense troops near the old town. You have 9 Sequence 8 Beyonders, and such a battle is still going on. If you want to escape, will your fathers still dare to pass on the family business and honor to you?"
Everyone who was scolded was shaken and prepared to do the same.
"Professor, please at least investigate the situation of the ships!" Sonia was unwilling to back down and insisted stubbornly, "There is a ferry not far from here. We can find some ships and transport everyone safely away in batches."
"No." The professor said coldly, "As a professor and a transcendent person, I have the right to make decisions. Miss Larmore, you have the obligation to obey before you inherit the title."
Sonia, who has always been gentle, did not back down: "Your authority has no right to ask us to fight. And the battle plan needs to be approved by our committee before it can be executed."
Professor Witzleben's astonishing magic power ripples spread like tentacles. The majesty of the extraordinary is irresistible, not to mention that Sonia and the professor are on the same extraordinary path. Without her Shutoral by her side, she faces the extraordinary alone, and it is difficult to even breathe and stand.
Berthier and Dedeus wanted to stand up and say a few words to Sonia, but they were also filmed. Fiona was at a loss, and Isius' position was unclear.
"Stand down," Witzleben shouted again, "and carry out the order."
His words brought irresistible hints and magic, surging like ripples in the ears and minds, disrupting the minds of everyone present and starting to implement his plan.
…
Several Shutorals bear the heaviest responsibility.
There were no qualified knights on the baron's estate, not even veterans, and all the militia actually needed to be commanded by them.
However, these things are not beyond their capabilities. Every Shutoral has experience in commanding auxiliary troops in the East, and can handle everything from military affairs, training, operations to small unit logistics. This is one of the basic requirements for their selection.
"Culala," Dedeus came over, pulled his hand and warned him seriously, "The sniper point must have a hidden retreat passage."
"Okay~" The apprentice knight lady with a rare silver hair color nodded. She is the most beautiful of all the Shutorals. If you don't look at the strong bow and exquisite breastplate she is carrying, she is no different from those noble ladies.
"Be sure to move quickly after each sniper attack, and don't be greedy for the results." Dedeus continued to add. Berthier, who came with him, originally wanted to give Nona a few words, but found that he had said everything he wanted to say.
"I know~ there are only bandits and rebels on the other side," Kurala hummed, "I have rich practical experience, unlike you who have only read books."
Nona sighed and pointed out Kulala's omission: "The enemy last time was just goblins. Weren't you the first to fall during the positional battle stage? This experience is not glorious."
"Ah, you guys are so annoying!" Kulala yelled, "Don't keep clinging to that bad thing. Wasn't Lana also beaten by a few goblins? I was defeated by a troll after all. ."
"I didn't have any equipment at that time." Rana stood aside and touched the tip of his nose in shame.
"Is there no problem?" asked the calm Berthier, "We are like bait in the tide of rebels."
This question silenced everyone present. Sonia gave him a regretful look and turned to find the steward of the manor.
Nona looked at him for a while, tilted her head and said, "Since you think there is a problem, why didn't you refute the professor just now?"
"I……"
"The spirit of independence and freedom you advertise is actually very easy to succumb to authority, isn't it?" Nona asked relentlessly.
Berthier was stunned by these words. He stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
"Nonna..." Cruala quietly tugged on her gauntlet, "Don't say that."
The heroic Miss Shutoral was not criticizing everyone. She stepped forward and patted Jun Feng on the shoulder:
"The matter is over, don't worry about the past anymore. This time, let's remember it with actual combat and blood."
