Counterattack
Within half a day, under the protection of the Lionheart Legion, Li Yan returned to his territory unharmed. Immediately, the soldiers took Li Yan to see his father, Lionheart Earl.
"A Yan, I've read your master's letter and I'm aware of the current situation. Until Earl Tiger Earl dies, you should stay in the territory and not leave."
Lionheart Earl stared at Li Yan with a serious expression, and Li Yan could only listen with her head down.
"Father, I will take full responsibility for what I have done. I killed Earl Tiger Roar's son. If he wants to kill me, then I will kill him too."
Li Yan found it somewhat troublesome, couldn't help but speak up.
"Hmm? I agree with your idea of leading an army to fight your way into Earl Tiger's Earl's territory, but your mother is strongly opposed to it."
Lionheart Earl couldn't help but smile wryly. As the most powerful Earl in the entire Kingdom, no one knew that he was actually a henpecked husband who obeyed his wife's every word.
"I'll handle things with Mother." Li Yan looked up calmly. Count Tiger Earl had ambushed and chased him time and time again on his usual route. He planned to eliminate him once and for all, because he didn't want to be assassinated in the future, with countless enemies lurking in the shadows watching him as he walked down the street.
Since we've already made a mistake, let's just go all the way and kill them all, no matter if they're Earls or nobles.
Have you made a decision?
Lionheart Earl rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat worried about Li Yan's proposal to personally lead the expedition against Earl Tiger Howl.
"It's decided. Sometimes it's better to resolve things once and for all than to keep putting up with the other person. I can't stand staying in the castle every day."
Li Yan gazed at the Holy Sword at his waist. This was a weapon of war even more cruel than large-scale magic, and now it was being used in war for the first time. Was it too much of a show to be so serious?
Thinking of the solemn way his Godmother spoke of Earl Tiger Earl, Li Yan couldn't help but feel a surge of irritation. The mad Earl Tiger Roar? If he's mad, then he should just be killed.
After a day of rest and recuperation at the castle, the Lionheart Legion was fully prepared and ready to march on Earl Tiger Earl's territory at any time. The journey was extremely long, and the rudimentary version of the Mana chariots made by the dwarven craftsmen numbered only about forty, enough to form a large force with the cavalry company.
War is no child's play. The entire Lionheart Territory is on full alert. The impact of the death of a mere absurd nobleman is unimaginable. If Earl had a third son, this war would never have happened.
Wearing the Lionheart Legion's general's armor, Li Yan also had the idea of researching Mana Armor, but with war imminent, this Mana Armor could only be put off until later.
"Yan'er, be careful on the battlefield, and listen to the advice of other generals."
Lionheart Earl solemnly warned, this was no joke, this was the hope of the entire territory. If Li Yan suffered a crushing defeat, the overall strength of the Lionheart territory would drop by 70%.
"I know, Father." Li Yan sat on the Mana chariot, listening calmly.
"Yan'er, if you can't accept war, you can ask the generals to send you back. You shouldn't be facing enemies who are used to war at your age."
The Earl gently patted Li Yan's head with concern, while Li Yan's younger siblings watched anxiously from behind her.
"Brother, you must come back safely."
"Brother, kill all the enemies. I believe in you."
Li Yan smiled at her younger siblings' words. "Don't worry, this war won't be over for long."
Li Yan tightened his grip on the Holy Sword at his waist. Compared to half-baked magic, it was still easier to go all out and kill everyone.
"Young Master, you must come back safely."
Xiao Xue looked on with a worried expression. If she didn't know magic or how to fight, she would really want to go into battle with Li Yan.
"You Little Fool, you must protect the young master." Xiao Wu cast a pleading glance in the direction of the Little Fool. It would be a lie to say she wasn't envious of the Little Fool who could go to the battlefield with the young master. She would be willing to die even if it meant dying by the young master's side.
The Little Fool nodded blankly, seemingly embarking on a journey of revenge, where the ambushes and pursuits along the way would take a dramatic turn.