In the north of Castres, in a forest about 120 kilometers away from North Port.
Under the big tree, violet soldiers in different costumes were gathering in groups, resting against the tree trunks.
There are about five hundred of them, most of them are conscripted peasant soldiers, but there are also a few elites wearing armor. There are hundreds of horses of different colors tied to the edge of the forest, most of them are from them these days.
Robbed from all over Castells.
Not far away from them, there were more than 200 soldiers whose clothing was obviously in the Northland style, wearing the costumes of Isaac's Hussars, forming a small circle with the Violet soldiers.
These Isaac's soldiers obviously had trouble dealing with Violet's soldiers. They all had fierce eyes and looked like unruly hunting wolves.
But when their eyes fell on the middle-aged man at the front of the Violet Army, their eyes turned to respect and fear.
It was a man who looked to be about thirty or forty years old, wearing a suit of mottled armor with a violet pattern engraved on the front of the breastplate. He was obviously a noble.
"Lord Baron, we don't have much food left. We can only last for three more days at most. We must find a way to replenish it." Chuang Chuang
In front of the middle-aged nobles, the Violet Knight in charge of logistics said worriedly.
The middle-aged noble nodded slightly:
"Thirty kilometers northeast, there is a baron's castle. That will be our next target."
After listening to the nobleman's words, the knight hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said:
"Lord Baron, definite news has come from the south. The war is over. We... no longer need to confront Castel."
The middle-aged noble glanced at him:
"Are you questioning my decision?" Chuang
The knight quickly lowered his head:
"Don't dare..."
Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said:
"It's just... His Excellency the Duke has already reached peace talks with the Earl of Castells. Even if we continue to fight, it will be meaningless."
"Lord Baron, following these days, I have witnessed with my own eyes that you have united the defeated soldiers little by little. I have witnessed with my own eyes that you have trained our demoralized defeated soldiers into a heroic team in a short period of time. I have also witnessed with my own eyes that you have led us once
Break through the siege for the first time and surprise the nobles of Castell..."
"These days, you have led us to defeat more with less, almost across a third of Castells, turning the entire Northland upside down, and those incompetent nobles will be so scared that they wet their pants when they see us.
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"However... under your military policy of punishing evil and promoting good, although we are attacking Castel's rear, the civilians in the North are willing to cover up our whereabouts..." Chuang
"Lord Baron, you are the most powerful commander I have ever seen, and the most upright, brave, and kind knight I have ever seen... It is my honor and my pride to be able to fight with you."
"But... please take a look at everyone. After so many days of fighting, everyone is too tired. Your Excellency, the Duke, has ceased the war. Everyone is homesick and wants to go home."
"Castle has no more pressure from the war, and more and more troops are coming to encircle and suppress us. If this continues, we may be surrounded and annihilated at any time."
"Lord Baron, it is meaningless to continue like this. We... have no reason to persist any longer."
After hearing what the knight said, the middle-aged noble fell silent.
His eyes fell on the Violet soldiers, looking at their tired expressions, looking at their confused eyes after hearing the news of the peace talks, and finally let out a long sigh:
"Yes, the war is over." Chuang
"You...there really is no point in continuing to fight."
Looking at the complicated expression of the middle-aged noble, the knight hesitated for a moment and said:
"Lord Baron, it's not just us, you are also..."
"I know that you are serving the lord and fighting for honor, but the Duke has transferred you to Castel. Legally speaking, your lord is already the Count of Castel."
These days, Beigang has released a lot of news. The young earl seems to appreciate you very much. When we end the dispute, you will definitely be reused by Castel!"
"Is Castel useful..."
After listening to the knight's words, a trace of ridicule flashed deep in the middle-aged noble's eyes:
"I, Guillaume de Bertel-Willet, can bow to anyone, but I will never bow to Castres!"
The knight looked hesitant:
"Are you...still upset about the decline of the Willett family?"
"Lord Baron, please tell me bluntly. The Star-Moon War happened decades ago. The past is in the past. The most important thing is the future."
"You can probably tell from these days of fighting that although the current Earl of Castel is a young girl, he is definitely qualified to become a wise lord!"
"I think... if you follow her, you will definitely have the opportunity to rebuild the Willett family in the future and let the violet flag fly again!"
"Rebuilding the Willett family..." Create
The middle-aged nobleman muttered to himself, then shook his head:
"It's no longer possible. The Willett family has disappeared. The remaining clan members have become accustomed to civilian life and have no qualifications to revive the family."
"But, isn't there you? You are also a branch of the Willett family!"
"I?"
The middle-aged nobleman shook his head again:
"I am not of the true bloodline of Willett, I am just a child adopted by the old Duke..."
"Then don't you have no reason to confront Castel? Willett's era has passed, and you should look forward." Chuang
The knight couldn't help but said.
The middle-aged noble glanced at him and shook his head again:
"The Willett family is kind to me. My life was given to me by the Willett family, and I will never betray it in this life..."
"Castle is Willett's enemy and my enemy."
As he spoke, he said to the knight:
"You are right. There is really no point in fighting for us. Once we get to the nearest town in Castel, you can take everyone to negotiate peace with Castel."
After saying that, the middle-aged noble turned around and walked towards the forest.
"What about you! Aren't you with us?"
Looking at the retreating figure of the middle-aged noble, the young knight shouted.
"I will follow the oldest tradition and bring an end to the feud between Willett and Castel..."
The knight's expression changed:
"The oldest tradition?! You want a knight's duel?!"
"Are you desperate for your life? Count Castel's strongest follower is the Crimson Blade Sebas! That is the real top of the Silver Moon!"
However, no matter how much the knight shouted, the middle-aged noble no longer responded.
And just when the soldiers were resting and preparing to set off, the soldiers on patrol outside suddenly stumbled over:
"Lord Baron! Lord Baron! There are cavalry suspected of being Castel's and they are outflanking them from outside the woods!"
After hearing the sentry's words, the soldiers suddenly became commotion:
"Castle's cavalry?"
"That's outrageous. How did they find out we were here?"
However, Baron Bertel's focus is on another place: