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Maple Leaf Palace, Grand Duke Mora carefully read the battle report from Cornwall County, which was far more accurate than the rumors.
Suddenly, Mora slammed the battle report on the table. "They're all trash! The entire Ironvine Territory and its vassal territories have been sealed off for two years, and most of the important resources are under strict control."
Lloyd simply doesn't have that many troops, how could they have fought like this? The combined forces of the Cornwall County nobles are twice their size! It's laughable, utterly absurd!
Seeing the Grand Duke in a state of agitation, the surrounding servants were at a loss and dared not step forward.
After so much time, they had come to understand Mora's temperament; approaching him now would be suicide.
In the past, some of the bolder servants tried to help Mora, but they were all sent back to their hometowns.
Count Lagos sighed, waved his hand to dismiss the servants from the room, and they all breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left.
At this moment, only Grand Duke Mora, Count Lagos, and Viscount Borey remained in the room.
The two men kept their heads down and didn't bother Mora. They understood Mora's temper and knew they should just wait for Mora to finish venting.
Mora vented his anger for a long time, and almost none of the furnishings in the room were intact. Count Lagos frowned as he looked at the scene. He knew that the Finance Department would have to spend at least 1,000 gold coins to restore the room to its original state.
Mora looked up at the two of them. "I have already informed the nobles of Cornwall County in advance, as you suggested, that Lloyd has escaped back, so that they can prepare."
And now it's turned out like this, my dear grandfather, and Viscount Borey, what are you going to do?
Viscount Borey looked at Count Lagos, only to see the old man just bowing his head and saying nothing, clearly intending for him to take the blame.
However, Borre could understand, since it was indeed Borre who had made the suggestion.
Viscount Borey said with a forced smile, "Count Lloyd and his vassals are, after all, old nobles, deeply rooted throughout Cornwall County and the Southern Four Counties. It's quite normal that we couldn't completely block them off."
But I believe their war supplies are definitely insufficient, after all, the entire Capital City is expanding its military, including the Northern Alliance Army led by Colt, Lloyd and his men simply cannot buy enough military equipment.
I believe this is merely a last gasp; once the other Cornwall County nobles reorganize and unite their forces, they will surely defeat Lloyd and his men.
As a result, Mora threw the battle report directly at Viscount Borey's head, "Defeated? In just five days, the Ironvine army swept across the entire southeastern Cornwall County."
In addition to wiping out the four traitorous vassal states, they also seized six baronies and the Cassava Territory where the county Tyre City is located.
They also defeated the reinforcements of Viscount Rabaoer and seven other barons, and a total of more than 100 private armies were defeated and captured, with more than 100 nobles killed in the battle.
The army of the independent nobles in Cornwall County has already lost nearly half its strength. Do you think the remaining rabble can withstand Lloyd's advance?
Viscount Borey was about to pick up the battle report when he heard what Mora was saying, and he stopped abruptly.
"How is that possible? The battle report we received only Viscount Dansoer was killed in battle?"
Mora sneered, "Luckily, I was careful enough to send out the Silver Maple Secret Guard beforehand, otherwise these bastards would have kept us completely in the dark."
Count Lagos kept wiping his sweat. He and Viscount Borey had received the same information, which was only up to the time when Viscount Dansoer died in battle. They never expected so many things to happen afterward.
What surprised him even more was that his grandson would mobilize the secret guards without informing him, which was of extraordinary significance.
It's unclear whether Mora no longer trusts him, or even Viscount Borey, which led to this choice, but now the Count Lagos dares not speak anymore.
"Give me some advice, Lord Borei!" Mora said, sitting down on the only intact chair in the middle of the room, enunciating each word clearly.
Viscount Borey held the battle report in his hands, his forehead covered in sweat.
This surprised the Count Lagos as well; even the fearless Commander of the Imperial Guard could turn into this because of the Grand Duke's wrath.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. My judgment was wrong. If the battle report provided by the secret guards is true!"
Upon hearing this, Mora glared at Viscount Borey.
Viscount Borey quickly changed his tune. "Lloyd's war supplies are not lacking, on the contrary, they should be exceptionally plentiful."
Your battle report mentions that during the attack on Tyre City, Lloyd had a large number of Heavy Crossbow and Catapult, and the armor coverage of the siege troops was as high as 90%.
There must be supporters behind him beyond our imagination. At first, I thought it was some of the military supplies that Count Colt had allocated.
But it seems Colt and his Northern Frontier nobles don't have that power; I'm worried about the south.
Mora sat up straight. "You mean the East Sea Alliance?"
Viscount Borey nodded. "It's very likely. Only they could produce so much military equipment, and the southern nobles have a long history with the East Sea Alliance. It's very possible that they will reconnect."
If that's true, we need to be even more careful!
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
"The nobles of Hampshire cannot be mobilized and must remain firmly stationed on the border."
"Get the Fourth Legion from Dorset County and Devon County into Cornwall County as soon as possible to stabilize the situation."
After Viscount Borey made his suggestion, Mora did not give a reply, which puzzled Viscount Borey.
At this moment, Count Lagos stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Viscount Borey's suggestion is indeed very reasonable. I think we can proceed according to this suggestion."
"Okay, I understand!" Mora finally nodded.