Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 122 Waiting
After visiting the wounded, Ron strolled to the training ground and glanced at the ranks of new recruits who were training.

The rising sun gave the cold weapons a layer of warm gold, but it could not dispel the tension and shortage of supplies that permeated the air.

"Mr. Thompson, there's a shortage of armor and weapons in the city. Should we send someone out to purchase some?"

Reggie stood beside Ron, asking for advice.

Due to the frequent wars in the Thorn Territory recently, merchants and travelers have all avoided this area.

Baimu City was isolated and trapped, and every battle meant increasing losses without any replenishment. To make matters worse, the influx of refugees and recruited guards was rapidly depleting the already scarce food and medicine reserves.

"No need." Ron's answer was concise and firm, his eyes never leaving those slightly unfamiliar young faces. "I'll be leaving in two days."

He didn't expect these new recruits to become combat forces; weapons and armor were just icing on the cake.

As for other supplies, they can still last for a while and are far from being a critical situation.

"leave?"

Reggie was slightly startled, confusion flashing across his eyes.

If she had known she would have to abandon the city, why would she have put so much effort into defending it until now? She couldn't grasp the profound meaning behind this.

Ron raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, but did not explain.

At that moment, a mercenary came running over, his face filled with irrepressible joy. "Mr. Thompson! Miss Reggie! Good news! Captain Byron is back!"

"Lord Byron is back?!" Reggie's eyes lit up instantly. If Ron hadn't been there, she would have almost rushed out to greet him.

"Mr. Thompson, Captain Byron wants to see you." said the mercenary.

Ron nodded calmly.

He was not at all surprised by Byron's return.

Given Byron's personality, he would definitely return to the Tiantu Mercenary Group as long as he escaped.

Shortly after the mercenaries retreated, heavy and hurried footsteps were heard at the entrance of the training ground.

Byron, shirtless and carrying a huge sword, rushed in, followed closely by the three captains of the Tiantu Mercenary Group. His bronze skin was still drenched in sweat, obviously rushing back non-stop.

"Raj!" Byron shouted from afar in a voice as loud as a bell.

"Lord Byron." Reggie greeted him with a smile.

It’s like a child left at home who finally sees his father come back.

She opened her arms, wanting to give Byron a hug.

"Ruiji, the enemy army is about to attack. Quick! Immediately gather the city guards at the city gate to fight."

Byron Byron pressed his broad palm heavily on her shoulder and said with a stern expression.

His words pulled Reggie out of the joy of reunion after a long separation.

"Is there an enemy army attacking Baimu City?" Reggie said in a daze.

Didn't His Majesty Ron say that the army of Silver City would not attack Whitewood City again?

Could it be that His Majesty Ron made a mistake this time?
She looked at Ron.

Ron said nothing.

"Lord Byron, did you see the enemy coming towards Baimu City with your own eyes?" Seeing that Ron did not express his opinion, Reggie confirmed.

"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that thousands of troops gathered in front of Baihe City, facing Baimu City." Byron said.

"So you didn't see them marching?" Reggie confirmed again.

"Raj, why have you become so long-winded?" Byron said a little displeased.

The army is gathering in front of Baihe City. Who else can they target besides Baimu City?
Does this still require seeing the march?

"Lord Byron, it's not that I don't want to mobilize the guards for battle, but..." Reggie said helplessly, "There are only more than 400 guards in Baimu City right now."

"What?" Byron asked in astonishment, "Why are there only so few guards in the city?"

He thought about it carefully and realized that after entering Baimu City, he didn't seem to see many guards.

But this doesn't make sense. There should be one or two thousand guards in Baimu City.

"Did Silver City call again yesterday?" he asked.

If Baimu City had experienced the second attack from the Silver City army yesterday, it would be understandable that there were so few people left.

"No." Reggie shook his head.

"Then why..."

"I sent the guards from Baimu Castle to pick up the Duke's eldest son."

Ron, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke in a calm voice.

"To meet the Duke's eldest son?"

Byron looked at Ron in confusion: "You are the Thompson, right? Tell me clearly, what is going on in Baimu City?"

thump.

Reggie elbowed Byron, who was being disrespectful, and then gave Ron an apologetic look.

She quickly relayed to Byron Ron's plan to divide the troops and how he had used the empty city plan to scare off the Silver City army yesterday.

"Old man, are you crazy?"

After hearing this, Byron blurted out.

After cursing, he suddenly felt a strong sense of déjà vu in his heart.

I think I've cursed like this before.

Where is it?
Oh, it was when I was in the Grey Mist Territory. I was inspired by hearing about the crazy actions of His Majesty Ron.

Unexpectedly, more than a month later, he would meet another madman.

Is it something a normal person would do to send most of the troops to support the Duke's eldest son and leave a small number of troops to defend the city?

The situation in Shiraki City is precarious. It is outrageous to divide the troops to fight, let alone to divide them in this way.

The supporting forces were too abundant, while the defending forces were too scarce.

If we hadn't been able to scare the enemy yesterday, how would Baimu City resist?
This is simply gambling with your life.

"Lord Byron..."

Reggie grabbed Byron's arm, trying to stop Byron's rude behavior, but Byron shook his hand off.

"Old man, can you tell me how we should deal with the enemy now that they are attacking us?"

Byron stepped forward, grabbed Ron by the collar, and said viciously.

Ron's expression remained unchanged as he allowed the other party to grab him, saying only a few words calmly, "The Silver City army will not attack us."

"very good."

Byron laughed angrily.

Silver City won't attack, so the army I saw this morning was having a team building at the city gate, right?
"Lord Byron, please trust Mr. Thomson's judgment. When you were away, he was the one who led us out of desperate situations time and time again. His judgment will never be wrong!"

Reggie urged hurriedly.

But Byron wouldn't listen.

I just felt that Reggie was deceived by this old man.

"Captain, now is not the time to argue about this. The enemy is about to attack. Let's withdraw from Baimu City quickly." A captain behind Byron suggested.

With the limited defense force of Baimu City, it is impossible to defend the city.

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no fear of running out of firewood. Right now, the only option is to evacuate first and then make long-term plans.

"Humph."

Byron snorted coldly and released his grip on Ron's collar.

"If you want to leave, go ahead." Ron straightened his wrinkled collar, his tone still calm.

"Lord Byron!" Seeing that Byron was about to have another attack, Reggie suddenly blocked his way, her pretty face tense, and she showed a rare look of anger.

Byron was stunned by her expression. Reggie was a gentle man and rarely got angry like this.

"Mr. Thompson, I'm sorry." Reggie suppressed his emotions and bowed deeply to Ron. Then he grabbed Byron's arm without saying a word and dragged him away from the training ground and into a secluded empty house.

"Bang!" The door closed. Reggie listened cautiously for a moment, confirming that no one was outside, and then she let out a long sigh. She waved to Byron, signaling him to lean over.

Byron crouched down suspiciously. Reggie leaned close to his ear and whispered a name in a barely audible voice. Byron shuddered violently, his eyes widening in shock.

"he is……"

Reggie was quick to act and immediately covered his mouth with his hand. He put his index finger to his lips and made a silencing gesture, indicating that he should not say those words.

Byron understood, looked around, and asked in a low voice, "Did he really mean it?"

Reggie nodded solemnly.

"Haha, that's it."

Byron suddenly realized something and laughed out loud, with a hint of relief in his laughter.

No wonder there is such a strong sense of déjà vu, it turns out they are the same person.

"Haha."

Back at the training ground, Byron laughed heartily, opened his arms, and walked quickly towards Ron, wanting to give him a warm hug.

Ron dodged back nimbly, disgust clearly written on his face.

"I was loud just now, please don't mind it."

Byron scratched his head, apologized to Ron, then looked at his three captains and said, "Why are you panicking? Since Mr. Thomson says it's okay, then it's okay."

The three captains looked at each other in surprise when they heard this.

What did Reggie say to the team leader inside? Why did the team leader completely change his attitude after entering?

"That Luo... ahem, Mr. Thompson, can you tell us why the Silver City army won't attack?" Byron asked humbly.

"They're going to attack White Star City." Ron said calmly.

Attack White Star City?

The three captains were the first to react, and the troop division plan that Reggie had just described flashed through their minds like lightning.

No matter which main city the other surprise force targets, once they successfully pick up the Duke's eldest son and appear behind the Silver City army, their threat will inevitably far exceed that of the isolated Baimu City.

From Ian's point of view, returning to rescue and removing the obstacles in the rear is the inevitable choice!
No wonder! No wonder Mr. Thomson was so calm and composed. He must have calculated every move, both ours and the enemy, precisely, even when the troops were divided, like placing pieces on a chessboard.

A chill, mixed with genuine admiration, instantly crept up the spines of the three captains. This ability to comprehend the overall situation and anticipate the enemy's moves was simply... terrifying.

After listening to the captains' analysis, Byron finally understood the deep meaning and was amazed.

This ability to see through the enemy's next move is like a god for a reckless man like him who is used to defeating others with force.

The one who was most impressed was St. Regis.

She knew very well that what was most frightening about Ron was not just his ability to anticipate the enemy's moves, but his almost terrifying judgment and unparalleled self-confidence based on countless "absolute correctness".

Since following him, she had never seen his plans deviate even slightly. This near-divine control made her fully understand what it meant to be a natural leader.

"Then should we send troops to support them later?"

Byron asked, rubbing his chin.

Now that the Duke's eldest son is holding back the main force of Silver City, if Whitewood City sends troops to harass the enemy's rear, it will greatly relieve the pressure on that side.

"What support can we get?" Ron asked, glancing at Byron.

With such a small number of troops, Baimu City is already very successful in protecting itself.

Although it is not impossible to harass the rear of the Silver City army, why would he do such a dangerous thing that would only bring disaster upon himself?
"If we don't help, once the Silver City army captures White Star City, we will be their next target," Byron worried.

He still understands the principle of "lips and teeth are cold".

"Well, that's right."

Ron nodded slightly in agreement.

In the absence of any other external interference, as long as the Duke's second son does not commit any serious problems, the Duke's eldest son will not be able to win no matter how hard he tries.

"Then let's..."

"Regain your strength." Ron interrupted him, looking further south. His voice was low and clear, "Our real enemy...is not the City of Silver."

Although the eldest son of the Duke cannot defeat the second son of the Duke, he can at least hold on for a while.

Time was limited and they had no chance to determine the winner.

Because the other two dukes can't wait that long, they will definitely abandon the troops of the Thorn Territory and ask for external assistance.

The most suitable foreign aid they can ask for now is the Zi Yang Kingdom on the Thorn Territory side.

On this side, the Thorn Territory guards the border, and there are some small lords around it.

Without the call from the Thorn Territory, it would be difficult for them to gather into a force.

Now that the Thorn Territory is in civil strife, this side can be said to be leaderless. Foreign aid will encounter the least resistance when attacking the capital from here.

The Thorn Lord, who had become a useless figure, could be used as a bargaining chip to invite foreign aid.

I believe that the Zi Yang Kingdom will not miss such a good opportunity to invade the territory of the Lion Heart Kingdom.

Ron concluded that the iron hoof of the Zi Yang Kingdom would brazenly step into this chaotic land before the two brothers of the Thorn Territory could decide the winner!
Therefore, he had no need to interfere in the internal strife of the David family.

He just needs to watch from the sidelines and wait for the muddy water to be completely stirred up.

When the Royal Capital and the Thorn Territory start fighting, it will be the time for the Rah Kingdom to be reborn.

……

While the smoke of war filled the Thorn Territory, the distant Magic City was shrouded in a tranquil atmosphere of knowledge and magic.

Fenghen College is currently conducting its weekly entrance examination for new students.

The examination hall was located in the magnificent hall of the Magic Association. Beneath the dazzling magic crystal lamps, the air seemed to be dancing with the shimmer of elemental light.

There were a total of thirty-five magic apprentices participating in the assessment today. After three rounds of rigorous tests, twenty-three people finally passed the assessment. Among them, two stood out and attracted the special attention of the examiner, Lola, the chief apprentice of Fenghen Academy.

A young woman named Brenda possessed a rare affinity for water and a keen sense of perception. Even more remarkable was her composure beyond her years. Even during complex elemental manipulation tests, her gaze remained as calm as a deep pool.

The other was a girl named Janna, the niece of a teacher at the academy. Her wind magic was agile and swift, and her talent was equally dazzling, though she was a bit introverted.

The assessment was over. Laura sorted out the list of those who passed and was about to lead this group of future rising stars back to the academy. A cold voice sounded from her side:
"Your Highness Lola."

Laura frowned slightly, feeling a bit displeased at this honorific that seemed out of place in the magical city. She turned her head and saw a strange woman, her face hidden in the shadow of her hood, her aura like a stone statue blending into the background.

"Who are you?" Laura's voice carried the alienation and vigilance typical of a chief apprentice.

"I want to make a deal with you." The woman ignored Laura's question and went straight to the point. Her voice was like a cold spring. "A deal... that concerns the survival of the Lionheart Kingdom."

Laura wanted to flatly reject this proposal of unknown origin, but the words "the survival of the Lionheart Kingdom" pierced her heart like an ice cone, causing her to suddenly freeze when she was about to turn around.

"...What deal?" She couldn't remain indifferent to the words that concerned the fate of her country, and her voice became deep.

"I will provide you with the crucial intelligence and assistance you need," the woman said calmly, "and you only need to provide us with a portion of 'Royal Blood'."

King's blood!

Laura's pupils suddenly contracted, and the invisible magic field around her instantly tightened, like a frightened hedgehog with its spikes erected.

Recently, horrifying rumors about the Bruviman Empire using royal blood to create war slaves have been spreading like wildfire. Regardless of whether they are true or not, they make her extremely sensitive to it.

"Are you from the Bruviman Empire?" There was a chill in her voice, and the sleeves of her robe moved without wind.

"No." The woman's denial was crisp and clear, but it did not bring any sense of relief.

"Your Highness Lola, there is no need to rush to reply."

The woman seemed to see through her inner struggle and handed her a neatly folded piece of white paper. "Consider this information as a token of my sincerity. If you have considered it and are willing to make a deal, come find me here." She lightly tapped the paper with her fingertip.

Laura stared at the paper as if staring at a red-hot iron. Her mind screamed in denial, but the weight of the Lionheart Kingdom's survival and a hint of inexplicable unease ultimately overwhelmed her doubts.

She reached out and took the piece of paper.

The woman said no more, as if she had completed her mission. Her figure was like ink dropped into water, blending silently into the crowd and disappearing in an instant.

Laura opened the piece of paper and frowned after reading the information on it.

The three dukes...rebellion? Attack the capital? Assassinate the wizard?

How can this be?

The Lionheart Kingdom had been passed down for centuries, and the royal family and the three duchies had always been united, supporting each other. The dukes held high positions of power and held rich territories, so they had no reason to rebel.

Conspiracy! This must be a conspiracy to sow discord!
Laura crumpled the white paper into a ball and threw it away, then left quickly.

However, after a while, she came back with a conflicted look on her face, hesitated for a long time, and finally picked up the paper ball.

(End of this chapter)