Winter Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 31 Enemy Attack
Bradley acted with remarkable speed; as soon as the Duke gave the order, he began preparations for departing for the North without the slightest delay.

In less than a day, he led an elite force on his journey to the North.

The team consists of three elite knights, ten regular knights, and thirty apprentice knights.

In addition, there are dozens of experienced craftsmen who are proficient in construction, mining, and metallurgy.

In terms of supplies, they were also very well prepared.

Dozens of trucks were packed full of grain, including wheat flour, dried meat, and pickled vegetables.

To ensure that even with the harsh conditions in the North, we can survive the most difficult period.

In addition, there were neatly packed seeds of various cold-resistant crops, as well as dozens of livestock suitable for survival in the North.

Blackhorn cattle, cold-weather sheep, and cold-resistant warhorses are all carefully selected to adapt to the harsh environment covered by ice and snow.

There was also the blood-dripping stone, and three thousand gold coins.

The large group left the Winter South Province and embarked on a long journey to the Red Tide Territory in the North.

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Louis's morning was as usual; as soon as he woke up, he habitually opened the daily intelligence system.

The screen updated today's intelligence, and he quickly skimmed through each piece.

[Daily intelligence update complete]

[1: Under Duke Calvin's orders, Bradley led a supply of provisions to Red Tide Territory.]

[2: Tomorrow night, Baron Yorn Harvey, the Pioneer, will be robbed by bandits while passing through the Green Rock Rift.]

[3: Romeo, a serf, and Juliet, a native of the land, secretly tasted the forbidden fruit in the fields.]

The first piece of intelligence today caught Louis's eye.

Unexpectedly, the letter he wrote to Old Deng had an effect, making him notice the potential of the Red Tide Territory, which actually produced gold coins.

Louis stared at the name in the message, "Bradley..." The name echoed in his mind for a moment.

He was one of the Calvin family’s long-time butlers, highly respected within the family, and practically a key figure in family affairs.

Louis was surprised that Duke Calvin had sent him this time, which showed that the Duke valued Red Tide Territory highly.

As for the specific type of supplies that will be brought, the intelligence did not provide details, but it seems there will certainly be a considerable amount.

Moreover, with Bradley coming over, he can help him handle some of the trivial matters in the territory, which will make his life much easier in the future.

Then, he saw the second piece of intelligence.

This made Louis frown slightly, and he was even a little shocked.

He knew Jon, who was one of the few friends the original owner had in this new world.

The offspring of the powerful families in the Iron Blood Empire all undergo training in the capital.

The original owner was ostracized by other noble children because of his terrible talent, while Yorn was often ridiculed by others because of his clumsiness.

So the two rotten fish and shrimp often got together.

Jon always followed silently behind him, calling him "boss".

“Baron of the Pioneers?” Louis’s gaze lingered on those words involuntarily, somewhat puzzled.

Jon's father, Earl Harvey, was a newly emerging noble family. Although the family was very wealthy, he only had two children.

According to the Northern Expedition, Jon had no need to come to such a harsh place as the North to expand his territory.

However, intelligence revealed that he was actually referred to as the "Pioneering Baron," which puzzled Louis.

The news of Yorn's attack made him uneasy; the North was resource-poor and bandits were rampant.

Although Yorn is certainly protected by knights, it's not impossible that he could be captured or killed by accident. For both moral and practical reasons, I must go to the Azure Rock Rift to personally rescue Yorn, after all, he is one of my few remaining friends.

As for the third point, Louis felt a little helpless.

Young people these days are really taking things too far; they actually dare to make mistakes in the fields.

But as the lord, he didn't intend to get involved in these matters; having more people in the Red Tide Territory would actually benefit him.

After reviewing all the intelligence for the day, Louis summoned Lambert and immediately ordered, "Assemble the knights and depart for Green Rock Rift."

Lambert didn't ask any further questions, and patted his breastplate deftly: "Understood, I'll prepare immediately."

Before he finished speaking, he had already turned around and walked quickly outside to start gathering people.

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The night wind in Qingyan Rift Valley was biting, making the campfire crackle and the firelight reflected on a round face.

Jorn Harvey was wrapped in a mink cloak and held a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand.

He looked like a fluffy, fat cat, and he was drinking soup and bragging.

"Do you know? Back in the capital, those aristocratic kids, relying on their families' power and influence, were utterly lawless! They bullied men and women!"

So what happened? Didn't Louis and I take care of them together?

Jon wiped the soup stains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said smugly.

"That day, the two of us went up against a small group of people from the entire aristocratic circle, at least a dozen people!"

Louis punched one of them to the ground, and I wasn't going to be outdone. I picked up a chair and smashed it over, scaring the other side so much they ran away in terror!

Of course, Louis was amazing, but it was mainly because of me! Without me, he couldn't have lasted that long!

"Yes, sir, you are incredibly brave." The knights accompanying him smiled obsequiously, tacitly refraining from exposing Yorn's exaggerated claim.

After a long period of getting to know him, they had become accustomed to Jon's clumsy attempts to glorify himself.

They maintained a respectful smile, but were somewhat confused inside.

This lord...

Can he really lead them to establish themselves in the North?
They had already noticed along the way that Jon didn't have much of a concept of the realities of expanding territory.

He seemed to believe that with just over six hundred men and his passion, he could carve out a place for himself in the North.

But they understood that the environment in the North was far more brutal than the aristocratic struggles in the South, and that "loyalty" and "courage" alone would not be enough to survive.

However, as the lord of this team, Yorn was completely unsuspecting.

He even casually gave instructions on patrol arrangements before continuing to laugh and boast about his "heroic deeds."

In his view, with dozens of knights and nearly a hundred soldiers under his command, how could he possibly encounter trouble?

Just then, several sharp sounds broke the silence!

Dozens of crossbow bolts rained down from both sides of the rift valley cliffs, their arrowheads spinning in the air, carrying a chilling killing intent, and accurately aimed at the unsuspecting Yorn's team!

puff!

A soldier's throat was pierced, and he struggled to the ground, his blood splattering onto the stones beside the campfire, instantly staining the area red.

Immediately afterwards, a series of rapid footsteps rang out, and the desperados draped in white cloaks leaped down from the cliffs on both sides, like ghosts in the night, and rushed into the camp!
"Enemy attack!!"

The shrill shout had barely escaped when a desperate man pounced on the soldier who had made the sound like a cheetah, his dagger slicing precisely through his throat.

Blood splattered, and the scream abruptly stopped.

The camp is in chaos!

(End of this chapter)