Mage Lord: The Tech Tree is Skewed by Me

All militiamen?

After hearing the military affairs officer's reply, D'Or suddenly looked confused.

Although militiamen and mercenaries both carry the word soldier, they are actually completely different. There is a huge difference in their fighting will and actual combat experience.

But... how could that army, which looked elite at first glance, be a militia? !

It is indeed the case.

Although Deol looked in disbelief, the military affairs officer still smiled bitterly and gave the answer:

Viscount Antolia said that there are only a few hundred mercenaries under his command, and they really can't make much splash on the battlefield of the kingdom's civil war. Moreover, Antolia's mercenaries have to guard and travel to and from Parma. trade route between the city and Antolia.”

Coupled with the news about the rebellion of the Northland mercenaries, Sir Leon felt that if the mercenaries of Antolia mutinied before the formation like the Northland mercenaries, it might be possible that the Duke and His Highness Helsin would be missed. big event.

Therefore, I only led the accompanying personal guards and recruited militiamen this time.

militia……

If Antolia's militia has the quality of an elite division, then how strong will Antolia's mercenaries be?

At this moment, Deol couldn't help but feel a little thankful deep in his heart.

Fortunately, Antolia's food is almost entirely provided by the city of Parma and other nearby nobles. Otherwise, Antolia, with such a terrifying army, would probably let herself and her father sleep and eat. Uneasy.

But now is clearly not the time to think about that.

The stronger the military strength of the vassals under his command, the greater the possibility of pushing Helson to the throne.

The spirit of the Antolian militia also aroused deep expectations in Deor's heart.

If the militias led by other vassals are similar to those of Antolia, then the success rate of putting Herson on the throne will be greatly improved.

However, the ideal is full, but the reality is cruel.

After nearly three days of delaying the scheduled assembly date, as troops from various noble territories arrived one after another, Deol finally saw the appearance of the militia he was familiar with.

His face was haggard and his eyes were dull.

Deserters were often arrested in various noble camps, and knights often drank and caused trouble.

Although the numerous militiamen held weapons in their hands, they seemed to fall down at the touch of a touch. After all, they did not break away from the excellent matching mechanism that had been running in the Kingdom of Andal for hundreds of years.

As many noble armies arrived one after another, a pre-war meeting before heading north was also held in the city of Parma under the auspices of the Duke of Galicia.

In general, the strategic goals of the Duke of Galicia are very clear.

That is, from south to north, directly to the royal capital!

It has to be said that although this plan is crude enough to be comparable to Gaddafi's overthrow of the Idris dynasty in the previous generation, in this era, it is already a fairly complete plan.

You know, this is a double attack!

The Duke of Galicia's army marched north along the Hom River, while the army of the third prince Herson crossed the Golan Mountains from west to east. The two agreed to meet up in the royal capital of Essex!

Yes, it’s the Hom River again.

This river flows through the entire Andal Kingdom from north to south. It is not only the source of life for countless people in the Andal Kingdom, but also the marching route for every rebellion or chaos.

Tremble! Wilbert I!

However, although the goal is clear, how to march and who will lead each army still needs to be divided.

Otherwise, there will be as many commanders as there are nobles. Let alone go into battle, there might be chaos on our side before we even start.

Ah no, it's not maybe, it's definitely.

I plan to divide our troops into two groups for this march.

Galicia pointed to the map placed in the center of the meeting hall and said in a deep voice.

The first route is to march along the west bank of the Hom River, and then cross the river at Akron. On the one hand, it can protect our army's flanks, and on the other hand, it can also sneak attack Nangu City from the side.

The other route is to march along the east bank of the Hom River, first capture Oak City, and then launch an offensive against Nangu City.

The two armies met in Nangu City and then advanced toward the royal capital of Essex!

The Duke of Galicia finished his words, and then looked at the many vassals gathered around him: So... now, who is willing to recommend himself? To serve as the commander-in-chief of one of the armies?

Hearing this, everyone present fell silent, and some people shrank their necks, hoping to become a little transparent among the crowd.

But the Duke of Galicia had obviously anticipated the situation at this time, so after pondering for a moment, the Duke took the initiative and said:

If no one comes forward, I will appoint one.

I am willing to listen to the Duke's instructions.

The nobles present agreed.

There's no way, it's not that they don't want to go, it's just that they really can't do it.

There has been no war in the southern part of the kingdom for decades. Except for Count Brabant, whose fiefdom is located on the lower reaches of the Hom River, and the ridiculously young Viscount Antolia, almost no nobles of this generation have set foot on the battlefield.

Count Brabant suppressed peasant rebellions, and Antolia faced hounds from the west every few years.

Leon!

The moment he heard the Duke call out his name, Leon quickly took a step forward and said seriously: Your Majesty the Duke!

As the Viscount of Antolia, you are always on the front line against the plateau hounds. The troops under your command are even more brave. You are considered a noble who knows the military well. Therefore, are you willing to lead one of them?

As long as the Duke has an order, I will definitely obey it!

Leon promised emphatically.

Leon had already anticipated this decision.

There are only a few candidates, and Count Brabant, who is at odds with the Duke, will definitely not be able to use them. Then isn't he the only one left?

In that case...which army do you want to lead?

Do you want to make the choice yourself?

of course not!

Although the Duke of Galicia left the choice to himself, as a vassal of the Duke of Galicia, before the time was ripe, I would always choose the slightly more difficult route to lower the Duke's vigilance, right?

Furthermore, if he had chosen the Western Front where there were fewer battles and the main time was spent on the march, then although the Duke would not say anything in front of everyone, his trust in himself would eventually be reduced a lot.

This is not possible!

so……

I am willing to lead the East Army to attack Oak City!

Leon made the decision immediately without even a moment's hesitation.

have a look!

This is the example among the nobles!

After hearing Leon's choice, the Duke of Galicia nodded with satisfaction, and couldn't help but value this young viscount more and more.

good!

In this case, Leon Jimena, Viscount of Antolia, will lead the eastern front army, and the troops from Gray Water Castle, Colt City, Ram City and Stone Fence City will all be under your command!

I will personally lead the army on the western front and strive to meet up in Nangucheng within half a month!

Although the expression on his face is still solemn, at this moment, Leon is already happy deep in his heart.

Originally, he only had Antolia's army under his command, but now that he has become the commander-in-chief along the way, the number of troops and resources that Leon can mobilize has increased dramatically.

Oops!

Thank you, Lord Duke, for the assist!