On the first floor of the Lord's Hall of the wooden castle, the valley civil affairs officials in front of the long wooden table heard the news. They first looked left and right and whispered, their faces full of worry and helplessness. Then they turned their eyes to the civil affairs official Cooper, hoping that the old man could come up with a solution, otherwise the anger would almost burn to his eyebrows.
Faced with such drastic changes, the reaction of these civil affairs officials is also humane. As the civil affairs officials in charge of grain production, construction of buildings, and workshop management in the valley, they really knew nothing about military matters. There was no need for military training on weekdays. Defense matters were previously the responsibility of the Wells Corps. After the legion goes on an expedition, there will also be dedicated people responsible for the defense of the valley and surrounding territories. At this time, the legion was fighting outside, and the group of bandits were almost at the door of the house, and water from afar could not quench their thirst nearby.
"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to what I have to say." Seeing everyone talking, Cooper finally spoke. Suddenly there was silence in the hall. As the first person to follow Art, this old man with some gray hair on his temples is one of the core figures of the valley. No one would have any objection that half of the credit for the valley's current achievements falls on Cooper. Apart from Art and Lottie, it would be difficult to find a third person with his status in the valley.
Seeing Cooper speak, everyone listened attentively to the wise insights of this prestigious old man in the territory.
"Everyone heard it just now," Cooper glanced at the people present, and continued, "The group that captured Tynets was about forty people. Although the number was small, they were powerful and should not be careless. There were forty or fifty people in the garrison of Tynets City, a dozen were killed, and the others escaped from the city. It is difficult to judge whether the other party has reinforcements. Your Excellency is currently leading the Welsh Army in Kodo. In order to fight in Er Province, the Valley's garrison has recently recruited some of the young and strong people in the territory and most of the Valley's garrison to go to Kodor Province to support. At this time, the valley's defense force only has fifty people from the Valley garrison led by Scott, plus a small number of garrisons from Boulder Town and Beiguan Army Fort. The total is only about seventy people, which is obviously not enough to deal with that group of fierce bandits. "
"Yes, yes." Everyone looked around and whispered. I think Cooper is right.
"So, everyone," Cooper stroked his gray beard on his chin and continued, "the top priority is to immediately summon the garrison commanders from Beiguan Fort and Stonehenge to discuss strategies to defend against foreign enemies."
"Yes, Master Cooper, we all listen to you." Others also followed suit.
First, immediately recruit the fifty existing garrison peasants and soldiers in the valley and some of the garrison troops in Jushi Town and Beiguan Army Fort. In addition, two hundred adult men from the territory will be recruited to join the garrison regiment. Distribute the weapons, armors and shields recently created by the Valley Weapons Workshop to them. As the head of the garrison, Scott is responsible for the defense of the valley. Although the combat effectiveness of farmers and soldiers is low, they still overwhelm the opponent in terms of numbers. They can bluff to make the enemy afraid of attacking easily and buy time for the arrival of reinforcements.
The second is to immediately notify the residents of Wincheston Manor and Lane Manor and other places so that they can prepare in advance to defend themselves against sudden enemy attacks.
The third is to gather the county guards who escaped from Tyniec, find out the enemy's situation, and at the same time send the county guards to several other manors to assist in defense.
Fourth, the flying pigeon sent a message, immediately informing Master Yat that the city of Tyniec was attacked and occupied by the enemy, and asked him to send troops to return for reinforcements.
The fifth is to appease the people in the valley, avoid the spread of panic, and at the same time prepare for the grain harvest.
After arranging all the affairs, the civil affairs officials and the officers responsible for the defense of the valley left and started to get busy, in order to deal with this change that suddenly broke the peaceful and peaceful life in the valley...
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At this time, the city of Tyniec was no longer the previous scene of opening on time every day and closing the city gates at sunset.
Since the city gate was not closed yesterday afternoon, more than forty men disguised as traders were pulling four or five carriages into the northern city gate of Tyniec City. They suddenly pulled out large swords and long swords that were covered with linen cloth on the carriages and disguised as cargo. In the blink of an eye, the three county soldiers and several tax collectors who were guarding the city fell to the swords of the fierce bandits. Just when the soldiers on the city wall reacted and ran to ring the broken bell on the city tower, several guys who had cleared the city gate were already rushing upstairs with long swords stained with blood. Helpless and outnumbered, the two soldiers guarding the city were chopped down on the edge of the city wall.
When the group of tough bandits rushed into the city of Tyniec, the traders and pedestrians coming in and out on both sides of the city gate were frightened by the sight in front of them and fled in all directions. In the blink of an eye, several unlucky guys were stabbed to the ground indiscriminately by the gangsters who rushed in, bleeding and wailing. When the soldiers stationed in the county town heard the bell ringing, they picked up their weapons and rushed towards the north gate. The group of people had already rushed towards them, and they were so frightened that several county soldiers running in front stopped. Everything seemed to have been planned in advance, and the gangsters actually knew which direction they would come from.
Compared to ordinary robbers and bandits, the combat effectiveness of the Tyniec County City garrison is quite good. However, just a few rounds after the sword exchange with this group of people, several county soldiers fell to the ground. Facing the menacing bandits, after a dozen of their own were killed, the rest of the county soldiers knew that the situation was over and could not resist these guys at all, so they retreated all the way to the south city gate...
In the Lord's Hall of Tyniec City, a county soldier who was fighting against a group of gangsters was shot in the leg by a flying arrow while escaping. He staggered and rolled on the ground a few times before being caught by the gangsters who were chasing him.
"Tell me, where is your treasury?" A fierce bandit shouted loudly to the captured county soldiers. Then there was the sound of the awl being drilled hard into the thigh.
"Ah!" The painful screams of the county soldiers spread throughout the lord's hall and outside. Several other gangsters sat with their legs crossed on the table in the lord's hall, drinking beer and biting into the roast chicken they had brought from a roadside restaurant when they entered the city, with oil and water dripping from the corners of their mouths. Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them, everyone laughed loudly, thinking that they had done this kind of thing many times.
"Sir, please let me go. I have already explained everything. The tax collectors sent by Lord Ate are responsible for the taxation of the county. And every day, all the coins in hand are sent back to the valley by special personnel. The money never stays here overnight. Even our salary is sent from the valley every month." The county soldier begged bitterly.
"You damn fart, how can such a big place not have a treasury?" The ruthless gangster who asked was already furious. Except for grabbing some money from the killed tax collectors at the city gate and some oil and water from the inner castle, no other valuables were found after searching inside and outside.
"Nick, I don't think that guy is lying." The bandit leader who was sitting at the table and just put down the beer in his hand and touched the juice from the corner of his mouth said to the guy who was torturing the county soldier.
"Sir Doyle, this bastard is definitely lying! He~" As soon as he started speaking, the interrogating county soldier regretted it.
At this time, the county soldiers who had been tortured to the point of having blood stains on their faces and wounds all over their bodies glanced at the officer named Doyle, then at the surrounding gangsters, and thought about what happened today when those guys rushed into the city gate and ran directly towards their station. He seemed to understand something... "You bastard, I told you not to reveal our identity. Are you out of your mind?" The bandit leader yelled at the guy next to the county soldier.
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"Okay, please pay more attention to me in the future. If the matter is exposed, I think you have enough heads to chop off!" After teaching the guy a lesson, the bandit leader winked at the little minions beside him. The minion stood up and walked towards the county soldiers, taking out the dagger from his waist.
The county soldier looked at the little minions walking over, his body trembling constantly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't~, ah!" With a scream, the county soldier stopped moving, the dagger had already penetrated his neck, and blood flowed all over the ground...
Looking at the motionless county soldiers, the bandit leader ordered the people around him: "Let the birds fly immediately and notify the Thorne court that the big deal has been accomplished!"
"Yes, Lord Baron!"
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On the second day after Art captured Fort Marcy, the Thorne Palace where Bernard was located received news that the Welsh Army had raided the Côte d'Or province. This sent chills down Bernard's back, who had been furious at the recent news of consecutive defeats in the northern battlefield. After being frightened and thinking for a moment, Bernard immediately decided to order the Kodor army to go south to defend against the enemy, and must annihilate the lone army that penetrated deeply. If they really let them go all the way north, they will be attacked from both sides and it will be difficult to make a comeback.
After the messengers went out, Bernard walked around in the official room, thinking about how to save the crisis once the Codor army was defeated. After a while, a baron leading the army in the inner palace knocked on the door and came in after receiving the order.
After the leading baron came in, Bernard motioned for the baron to sit down.
"Doyle," Bernard put his hands on his back and turned his back to the baron who led the army. "As you know, the battle ahead is tense, so I had no choice but to call you over."
"Okay!" Bernard turned around.
The reason why Bernard called his leading knight at this critical moment was after careful consideration. This guy named Doyle has dealt with Assassin before, and he knows how to disguise himself and sneak into the enemy's territory to carry out secret assassinations and sabotage. He is a sharp knife in his hand. When needed, he will pull out the scabbard and stab the enemy at the most deadly place.
Bernard is also an old fox. Watching the enemy stab him in the back, he will never sit still and wait for the enemy to come and cut off his head.
Bernard leaned over and whispered in the ear of the leading baron: "Immediately gather forty elite soldiers in the army, prepare them well, all dressed in civilian clothes, and secretly go to Tyniec early tomorrow morning... There will naturally be people there to assist you. You must unite them and force..."
"Please don't worry, Lord Count, I will definitely complete the mission!" the leading baron replied after receiving the order.
"Very good! When you come back, your title will become the leading viscount of my province of Saône!" This is Bernard's usual trick, using titles and fiefs to win people's hearts.
"Thank you, Earl! I'll go get ready right away."
After the leading viscount left, Bernard looked towards the open window to the south and muttered: "Art, if you want to fight with me, you are still a little green!" His clenched fists made his bones creak.