"The orc army we defeated this time has been proven to be from a relatively powerful tribe, not a war order for the general mobilization of the orc kingdom. Considering that the orc kingdom is a tribal system, they do not have a mature bureaucracy, and there is no ordinary administrative channel, which will make their actions, especially when some major issues are involved, their top-level reactions will be slow.

Although I doubt where and what news was obtained from the orcs this time, now I can at least be sure. After we won the battle, the orc tribe in front of us is no longer enough to threaten us."

In the commander's mansion in the Northwest Fortress, Chen Daolin stood in front of his table, holding the table with both hands and speaking loudly.

Montoya's reaction was the most intense, and he immediately responded loudly: "Yes, according to our torture, this tribe has at most three or four thousand young and middle-aged people, which means that this is their full potential for war. And this time we have eliminated nearly half of their troops, so that they will not dare to invade us again! They have no more troops."

"Montoya is right." Chen Daolin nodded: "This is a good thing, it is also a bad thing. The good thing is that this tribe has no power to pose a threat to us. But the bad thing is... With such a crushing defeat, this tribe will definitely not be able to conceal the news. This news will be reported to the senior executives of the Orc Kingdom..."

"So, what you mean is, next time maybe we will face the king's army in the Orc Kingdom? A larger scale, a more elite army?"

The one who spoke was Baron Pierre.

Chen Daolin hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "I'm not sure, I can only make a guess. Maybe our victory this time will scare them and make the senior officials of the Orc Kingdom have some concerns. After all, if the power we show is very strong, it will create an illusion, and they may not dare to provoke the battle easily."

"Isn't this the intention of our troops this time?" Baron Pierre frowned.

Chen Daolin said: "There is another possibility...I am worried. If the senior leaders of the Orc Kingdom get information about us again...I have always been very suspicious that someone secretly sent us our intelligence to them and revealed the reality of the Northwest Fortress. If so...even if we win this battle, the senior leaders of the Orc Kingdom will still be likely to launch troops. After all, the temptation of the Northwest Fortress is irresistible to them."

"Then isn't our battle meaningless?"

"No!" Chen Daolin slapped the table: "This battle is of great significance! First, we have trained our team with actual combat. An army that has never seen blood cannot be called a real elite! Second... The victory of this battle will make the senior officials of the Orc Kingdom hesitate and confused. Even if they send troops, it will take some time to verify and investigate the news. It has won us precious time."

Speaking of this, Chen Daolin deliberately looked at everyone present with a serious look—all his team, and then he slowly said: "Now, we need to make a decision! Before making this decision, I hope to hear everyone's opinions and ideas."

After pausing, he said word by word: "Northwest Fortress, should we give up or defend ourselves!"

...

A young servant ran quickly on the stairs. When he reached the second floor, he almost fell. He got up and ran to the corridor on the second floor without caring his red knees. He quickly ran to the corridor on the second floor and headed towards the largest room on the west side.

The guard guard at the door saw the urgent letter from the attendant's hand, nodded, and turned sideways to open the door.

The attendant took a deep breath and knocked carefully on the door. Then the door was opened and a young officer walked out: "What's wrong? The Duke has told him to do not disturb her!"

"I just received the news that the Northwest Fortress came from. The adults said that as long as there is news from the Northwest Fortress, we must report it as soon as possible no matter at any time."

"Okay." The officer took the letter from the servant and nodded to him: "Good job, you are very dedicated."

When the letter was presented to the table, Du Weiwei was standing in front of the wall and pondering at a huge map on the wall. There was also the middle-aged nobleman in the room.

Apart from the crackling sound of firewood in the fireplace, the room was silent.

Du Weiwei heard the footsteps behind her, turned around, frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

The officer whispered: "Sir, it's news from the Northwest Fortress."

Du Weiwei's expression calmed down a little - although she was young, since she led her army to easily put down the rebellion of the Northwest Division, the young duchess really established her prestige in the family.

Du Weiwei glanced at the officer and said lightly: "Read it to me."

"Yes!" The officer straightened his body, tore open the envelope sealed with paint, took a look, and said, "Yes... the handwritten letter from Mr. Fiona."

"Well, read it." Du Weiwei turned around and continued to stare at the map on the wall.

"On December 7th, Darling Chen Xia's troops headed north to fight against the invading orcs. Montoya, whose troops led 1,000 cavalry as vanguards, and Darling Chen personally led 3,000 central troops to support him. The Northwest Fortress is ready to evacuate..."

As soon as the officer read this, Du Wei sighed slightly: "Okay, don't read it!"

The officer was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, put the letter on the table, saluted, and slowly left the study.

The thick carpet and the burning fire in the fireplace made the room warm and even a little stuffy.

Du Weiwei faced the map on the wall, was silent for a long time, and sighed: "He finally chose to send troops."

The middle-aged nobleman behind him seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said slowly: "This Lord Darling Chen is a tough and unyielding personality. It is not surprising that such a person can do such a thing, it is just our plan..."

"The plan will be the same. Send another group of people to the royal city of the Orc Kingdom to spread the news that Darling Cheng defeated an Orc army, and at the same time spread some news about Darling Chen's military strength. Well, it can be said to be a little exaggerated."

"Is it still the same as before? Let the orcs think that we Rolanders are in civil strife?" The middle-aged noble man frowned.

"Yes, but... I'll tell you about Hilo's usurpation of the throne, which will make the orcs feel that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it. Well, the king of the orcs in power is the bronze tiger. This old tiger once fought with my ancestor Du Wei in the past. It was a veteran guy. When it got the news, it would be moved."

"You... are so sure that Darling Chen has won? Miss Fiona's letter only talks about his troops. Should you wait for Miss Fiona's follow-up letter?"

"Don't wait." Du Weiwei shook his head: "This time, the instigation is only a tribe of the orcs. They will only send troops at most one or two thousand troops. If Darlingcheng can't even win one or two thousand orcs, that's a joke. He must have won, and Fiona's letter will arrive in the next two days."

The middle-aged nobleman hesitated for a moment: "Sir, I'm still a little worried. Will this Darling Chen become a variable in our plan? After all,... the orc went south to the south is the most important part of our entire puzzle. If he kept blocking it..."

"He can't stop it." Du Weiwei turned around and glanced at the middle-aged nobleman: "I have heard of this guy, Tonghu. He is very cruel. He either doesn't do it or... he will grow bigger! If it gets the news we have spread, then... with Tonghu's character, he will definitely mobilize war! At that time... the orcs' troops going south will be worth 100,000! Even Dalingchen is a master of the holy level.

The middle-aged nobleman thought for a while and said, "I still think, do you want it? I will go to the Northwest Fortress in person..."

"No need." Du Wei shook his head: "It's useless if you go. This guy named Daling Chen is very tough. He won't obey us. Well... it's better to let him suffer."

"You...really plan to marry him?"

The middle-aged nobleman suddenly asked a very abrupt question.

"...I will marry him after the war is over." Du Weiwei shook his head: "After I am a woman, my family needs an heir."

Turning around, raising his eyelids and looking at the middle-aged nobleman: "Is there any news on the snowy mountain?"

"No, I sent letters many times, and I only received one reply, and it was the little dragon who replied, so I didn't say anything. The reply was just a simple sentence and I said I knew it."

Du Weiwei narrowed her eyes: "What happened to Daxue Mountain! Maybe...that person... is really gone!"

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"Darling Chen won?!"

Span widened his eyes.

Standing in the commander's mansion in Mulan City and standing in front of Span and Panin, Ade seemed a little uncomfortable.

The young priest only felt that General Panin in front of him, the young duke of the empire, had his eyes as if he was like a sword, almost piercing himself.

"Yes, our master has led his army back to the Northwest Fortress. In this battle, we annihilated five thousand orc troops."

Adr's nonsense was spoken, and he expanded the results of the battle five times in one breath.

Panin sneered: "Why don't you say you have wiped out 50,000 orcs!"

Ade grabbed his hair and smiled bitterly: "I want to say that too, but Lord Darling Chen told me that that would be too exaggerated and unreliable."

"How many orcs have you killed?" Span asked anxiously.

Ade thought for a while, raised a finger, and then shouted: "But you can't say that in the battle report, you must write five thousand!"

"Oh?" Panin sneered: "Then why did you tell us the truth?"

Ade thought for a while: "Mr. Darling Chen said, if you ask, you can tell you the truth, but you must write five thousand on paper, not one less."

Span was a little annoyed and wanted to say something, but he shut up - after all, Darling Chen won a victory after all, but this was true.

"What do you want from me if your master sends you here?"

Panin squinted his eyes.

"Mr. Darling, you understand." Ade smiled bitterly and said something - he really only knew this. Before he came, Chen Daolin was such an unchanging sentence, asking him to tell Panning.

"I understand?" Panin glared.

But then, a thought flashed through Panning's mind. In an instant, he seemed to understand something and understood Chen Daolin's intention.

"Okay, go down, my servant will take you to rest and give you the best reception."

Panin waved his hand and Ade left with a smile.

"What does that Darlingchen mean?" Span asked impatiently.

"What else can I mean? The lion spoke up and test me." Panning sneered: "He understood it. We need him now! We need him to help us defend the Northwest Fortress! So, as long as he wins, he can ask us for benefits. But he can't grasp where my bottom line is, so he simply didn't understand the conditions. The meaning of the sentence he brought was... Let me do it!"

"This is a bit difficult." Span looked worried and said, "What should I do if I think I can do it? If the benefits are less... I am worried that he will not be satisfied. If he quits the show, it will be a bad thing. But if he gives too much... I am worried that he is too greedy."

"I happened to have an idea." Panin laughed: "I have a benefit for him. I believe this benefit will definitely make him feel uncomfortable... but I will definitely accept it!"

"benefit?"

Panin said lightly: "I heard that His Majesty Hilo has pardoned all the charges of Darlingchen and restored all his previous titles from the late emperor? If I remember correctly, in addition to the title of a palace mage, this guy seems to have given him a noble title of a palace jazz."

"Yes, but that is just a title of honor, and it is a lifelong system, not a hereditary noble, not to mention that there is no fiefdom, it is just a title."

Panin laughed: "Come on, please help me draw a document! One is submitted to the palace to His Majesty Hilo. Well, copy it to the Mingfa Military Department! You can consider how to use the words, write the general idea according to what I told you."

"Okay." Span immediately walked to the table, spread out a piece of paper, picked up a quill, and dipped it in ink.

"Well... the general idea is... The minister of Northwest Military Affairs General Affairs Panin Karonin reported that the orcs led their troops to invade our country a few days ago. Some people, the magician, Lord Daling Chen, were enthusiastic about serving the country, led their clan members and servants to fight against the enemy, fight bloody battles and serve the country, and attacked the orcs, won a complete victory, and destroyed the enemy... more than 5,000!"

Speaking of this number, Panning bit his teeth hard and continued slowly: "As the Minister of Military Affairs of the Northwest, I am deeply pleased to hear that there was a patriotic and talented person under my rule. I hereby ask for me for me. I suggest that such people with extraordinary abilities and outstanding talents should be requisitioned to serve the country and recommend their high positions to praise their merits and inspire the patriotic spirit of the world. Therefore, I suggest that they highly appreciate their merits.

It is said that Daling Chen had the title of court jazz, which was considered to be among the nobles. Our emperor was better off than to open the emperor's grace, grant him the title of nobles and give him the territory. This made his title of nobles worthy of his name. In this way, it could shock the nobles of the empire and allow Daling Chen to continue to serve the country.

I believe in private that all the land thirty miles north of Rova City, where Dalingchen lives, can be granted to this person..."

When Panning said this, Spen's face suddenly changed, his hands trembled, and a quill fell on the paper with a squeak!

He suddenly turned his head, stared at Panin, and shouted: "Panin, you are crazy!! Do you want His Majesty the Emperor to enfeoff the land thirty miles north of Rova City to Darling Chendang territory?! Thirty miles!! The northwest fortress was covered!!"

Panin bit his lip: "I'm not crazy! I'm just going to do that!"

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