Chapter 68 Dilemma (Please vote for recommendation!)

Chapter 68 Dilemma

Sollenberg.

After the disastrous defeat in the Battle of Gran Highlands, the Lord of Soran has become much more peaceful.

You can't be restless!

All the original civilian soldiers of Solon were captured by the Idar people, and then all were taken away by Count Idar to build a fortress. Only Solon's cavalry and Count Solon's eldest son Herman Barkley were bought back by the old earl with a high ransom.

However, he originally thought that the cavalrymen who were redeemed with a large sum of money could once again take on the responsibility of defending the Territory of Soran, but he did not expect that what he got in return for the high ransom was just more than fifty naked cavalrymen.

As for the cavalry's armor, swords, bows and arrows, as well as their mounts, they were all seized by the Idar people.

Can cavalry without horses still be called cavalry? Think about the armor and weapons that cost a lot of money to build...

Earl Soran felt heartbroken. That was thousands of gold coins... and they were just wasted...

"Useless! All of you are useless! You led so many troops, yet you were annihilated by the Idar people! When you saw the situation was unfavorable, didn't you even know how to run away? This is totally unreasonable Indian behavior!"

Herman Buckley, standing aside, had to lower his head and endure the anger of his old father.

"My son thought that if he could kill the enemy cavalry, he might be able to turn the situation around, but he didn't expect it to be like this..." Herman Barkley said carefully.

A complete defeat made Herman Buckley completely lose his so-called noble dignity, and he really didn't want to experience the feeling of being pinned to the ground by the enemy from tactics to strategy a second time.

"Bastard!" The old count gasped heavily, his eyes wide open.

"It's just... those spies are damned. The news that Lord Idar is doing his best to build the garden must be fake! This must be fake news!"

"If Lord Idar really did this, then where would the soldiers' salaries come from? Moreover, they have bows with longer range and better equipment. Although I don't know why, the Idar cavalry is simply unstoppable..." Herman Barkley narrated the war to his father in detail.

"Brother, are you questioning my spies?" Behind Earl Soren, Earl Soren's second son, Toru Buckley, asked in a bad tone.

"That's right! I'm questioning your spies!" Herman Barkley said bluntly.

"Humph! We all know the strength of the Idar people. Brother, stop making excuses to fool father!" Toru Barkley questioned. "Shut up! Ahem..." The old earl slammed his withered right hand on the table.

Even though it hurts...

But he still had a stern face and looked gloomily at his two sons who were arguing with each other.

"The battle of Gran Highlands was a terrible one... but we lost and now the Idar people have built a fortress on the south bank of the Solon River! On the south bank of the Solon River, that damn Earl Idar wants to poke the fortress into the throat of Solon!"

When this was said, everyone present was filled with indignation.

Sorenborg is not far from the Soren River. If you ride a horse, it only takes an hour or two to get there.

A fortress controlled by Idar soldiers is rising from the ground on the south bank of the Solon River at this moment. No one can remain indifferent, but... Solon has no way to stop this from happening now...

"The scale of that fortress... I'm afraid it can't be built without more than three or four thousand gold coins. Our neighbor... is really well hidden..." Earl Soren said in a deep voice.

"But what's even more abominable is that...the earls and even the little viscounts in the north actually wanted to take advantage of the situation and tear a piece of flesh from the Soran Lord. This is totally unbecoming of nobility!"

"Father! We can't just sit there and wait for death! Let me take people to drive those northern bandits back!" Herman Buckley said with a fist.

"You? Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but if you go, you might end up killing the more than 100 soldiers you just recruited..."

"You..." Herman Buckley was speechless for a moment, but he could do nothing about it.

"How can more than a hundred newly formed civilian militias stop them... Let's send someone to talk to them first..." said the old count sincerely.

"Master! Master, something terrible has happened!" At this moment, Earl Sauron's butler ran in again in panic.

"What's the matter?" asked the old count impatiently.

Ever since he set his sights on the Golan Heights, bad news has been coming one after another these days, giving him a headache.

"Some civilians have packed their bags and are planning to leave Soran Territory..." said the butler.

"That's it?" Earl Soren said, "If they want to leave, let them go. It would be better if they all left. Serfs are much easier to manage than those free people..."

"But...but it's spring farming season now, sir. If all the civilians leave, where will we find people to farm the fields..."

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"What a joke! Can't serfs farm?" Toru Buckley interrupted.

"Sir, most of the income of the Lord of Sauron comes from those free people..." said the butler with a sad face.

"You just said... everyone leave?" After a long while, Earl Soren finally reacted.

"Most of the civilians are packing up their things. It looks like they are leaving..."

"Where are you going?"

You have to know that in this era, large-scale movement of civilians is extremely rare.

"It is said that Count Bruno of Idar offered very generous conditions to the commoners. He said... he said..." The butler stuttered and did not dare to continue...

"Go on!" said Earl Soren angrily.

"It is said that any civilian who moves to Idar can be allocated a large piece of arable land. It is also said that most of the fertile land on the south bank of the Soran River is idle. If you go to Idar, you may be able to obtain the right to use the land there. It is also said that Soran is already fragile and will soon go to war. In addition, you have previously forcibly recruited more than a hundred civilians to serve as soldiers, so..."

"This is really too much! The south bank of the Solon River was originally the land of my Solon Territory..." As soon as he finished speaking, Earl Solon was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood...

"Father!" Herman Buckley shouted quickly.

"Call the doctor! Call the doctor quickly! I'll let my father bleed first, you go call the doctor!"

Second update.

(End of this chapter)