Mage Lord: The Tech Tree is Skewed by Me

Count Felden is a clever man.

As one of Prince Mendez's confidants, he knew exactly what to say and what not to say at this time.

However, Mendez's inquiry still reminded Count Feilden of that warm afternoon, and of the Andal he met after setting foot on the south bank of the Meyerson River, who decided to send troops north without hesitation. noble.

Before that, he just felt that the young nobleman was a little too naive.

Frank, sincere, calm, kind, straightforward.

Possessing all the good qualities that nobles claim to possess but never possess.

And now...

He just felt that everything was an illusion hidden under a gentle mask!

How could an ordinary noble make such a crazy decision?

Count Felden had no way to connect Leon's victory with that young and handsome face. He just felt that this world was a bit too wonderful.

That guy is definitely a monster!

Even enough to hold the title of Duke... No, given time, he will definitely hold the title of Duke!

Did you make any conditions when you were on your mission to the south bank of the Meyerson River?

Even though Count Felden had already told everything about his experience before, Mendez still couldn't help but ask.

No.

And the Marquis agreed very readily.

Hearing this, His Majesty the Prince couldn't help but seem to have a headache.

Even the good mood of winning this battle couldn't help but be diluted a bit.

If conditions had been promised, then the help provided by the Antolians to the Kingdom of Idrit could be regarded as an exchange of equal value.

Although there may be a slight error in the labeling of the weight, the effort and reward may be regarded as a balance.

But now...

The Antolians asked for nothing, but it was impossible for Mendes to give nothing.

After all, this is a major event related to the international outlook of the Kingdom of Idrit!

In that case, after this battle is won, it's up to you to talk to the Antolian people and see what they want.

Um?

Earl Felden couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, only feeling that something bad was going on.

Even though the previous meeting with Leon could be said to be quite pleasant, the earl always had a strong premonition in his heart that he was probably dealing with a hot potato.

…

Olof Bundy never arrived at Bolton.

Because this second-class Tablo of the Walras Kingdom had already died in the rebel army attacked by the Iderites.

However, this does not mean that Bolton, a strong city located on the south bank of the Chilun River, can avoid the war again.

Because at this moment, brightly colored flags have already surrounded the city.

Each flag represents a noble.

The noble private army of the Kingdom of Andal, the coalition forces of the eastern countries, and the expeditionary force of the Principality of Policia.

From a distance, it looks densely packed.

And this was exactly what Lamesiel Grant did not expect.

Standing on Bolton's towering city wall, Lamesiel Grant's eyes swept across the tents outside the city, staring at the extremely conspicuous double-headed eagle flag.

If Antolia's army hadn't been surprised, if it hadn't been for the serious mistakes made by the army on the southern front, the outcome of victory would have been tilted in the direction of the Walrasians!

Lamesiel has always been convinced of this.

What has happened to the Andals?

Did you eat a bullwhip or chew some ginger? Why did you become so violent all of a sudden?

The Walrasian nobles around him could no longer remember that this was the first time this royal family member had vented his anger in front of everyone.

The arrival of the Antolians seemed to be like a catalyst, revealing all the violent side of Lamesiel Grant's heart.

And every time he got angry, several slave soldiers would be whipped to death.

only……

No matter how unhappy Lamesiel felt in his heart, he could not change the established facts before him.

That is the south bank of the Chilun River, which is almost completely controlled by the Andal Kingdom and reinforcements from various countries.

If the north bank of the Chilun River was not still in the hands of the Walras people, this southward invasion plan might even have been declared bankrupt.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Leon, who was outside the city, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fighting from the Andal border all the way to Bolton City, the Andal nobles finally did not lose their grip this time.

With the support of the little red bottle, the coalition forces forced themselves on to attack day and night, all the way to Bolton's city.

This is sure!

As long as Bolton can be defeated or even just surrounded, this war will almost come to an end.

Military Minister Yubel Harin has already been angry with Leon.

Wilbert I did not intend to take the territory on the north bank of the Chishui River.

Anyway, in this era, there is no concept of not giving in an inch of ground.

The land on the north bank is already barren and desolate. Even if it is taken, there is no danger of defending it. On the contrary, it will make this war more and more uncontrollable.

Even if there is a buffer zone after taking it down, this so-called buffer zone actually doesn't mean much.

And the Walrasians also want face.

If you can't get anything at all, it's really hard to explain to the country.

It would be better to negotiate on this point, and avoid unnecessary losses in the future.

It is with this view in mind that according to the news received by Leon, the special envoy sent by the leader of the coalition and King Wilbert I of Andal had already set off for the Kingdom of Walras a few days ago to discuss the issues between the two sides. Exchange views on peace negotiations and the price to pay for redeeming Brony Bent.

There is no way, no matter what, Leon is still a noble of the Kingdom of Andal.

Even if the Walrasian military god was captured by him, it was impossible for him to bypass the king and go directly to talk to the Walrasian people.

but……

For Leon, these things are actually irrelevant.

With the achievements made by the Antolian army this time, absolutely no one would dare to cut a piece off for Leon when dividing the cake!

As the cavalry commander appointed by Yubel Haring, Leon would naturally not be involved in the subsequent siege of Bolton.

It's impossible to let the cavalry hit the city wall, right?

Therefore, everything Leon wanted to do on the battlefield has actually been done.

And taking advantage of this gap, Leon naturally wanted the soldiers to give full play to the traditional skills of the Antolian people-packing the refugees!

You know, all the way from the south bank of the Meyerson River, in order not to slow down the marching speed of the Antolian army, there were many benefits that he had not yet had time to reap.

Now that I have the opportunity, I naturally have to make up for it.

after all……

Nowadays, Walras’s slave prisoners of war already exist.

If he couldn't bring back some refugees from the Principality of Norton, Leon would always feel like something was missing.

No more.