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Turas looked at the map and spoke to an officer beside him.

"Wen Du's troops should have already entered the Ironvine Territory, right?"

The officer immediately replied, "Legion Commander, according to the previous plan, they should have already traveled by water via the Green Forest River to bypass the area from the east and enter Cornwall County. They should be arriving at the border of Cornwall County soon."

Turas continued looking at the map, saying with some dissatisfaction, "I don't know if the temperature will be high enough. It's so inconvenient not being able to communicate."

"Legion Deputy Commander Wen will definitely not delay; he has already pledged his loyalty to you!"

The officer reassured Turas.

"I hope so. You know, I also signed a pledge. This operation is a solo mission by our Sixth Legion. Neither the War Department nor the Prime Minister knew about it. We only obtained the Grand Duke's permission."

"If it doesn't work out, I'll lose my head."

Turas wiped the sweat from his forehead. "It's almost winter, and the midday Sun in Cornwall County is still so strong!"

He pointed to the map in front of him and continued, "Gaba, you take your corps from here, leave the main road, take this small road, detour to the upper reaches of the Green Forest River, and meet up with Wen.

The officer Gaba was somewhat surprised. "Sir, is it necessary? Legion Deputy Commander Wen already has two regiments. If I go, most of the Legion's strength will have to be concentrated on Legion Deputy Commander Wen's eastern route army."

You only have two regiments and your direct subordinate units under your command, and you also have to divide your forces to guard our supply lines along the way. Next, you're going to attack Ironwire City. Aren't your forces stretched thin?"

"Gaba, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. You're going north along this path to the upper reaches of the Green Forest River, passing through three towns in the Ironvine Territory. You need to clear these places as soon as possible and destroy the entire town."

If necessary, you can take more radical measures.

"Sir, I don't quite understand. We're just suppressing a rebellion, and these towns are mainly inhabited by Freemen. Isn't it unnecessary to do this?"

"I have a bad feeling. You saw the fighting at several outposts in the Ironvine Territory just now. Their soldiers are very resilient, well-equipped, and even have long-range weapons with extraordinary power."

Unfortunately, we couldn't get our hands on them; they had all been destroyed by the garrison.

Do you know what this means?

"Are Count Lloyd's allies exceptionally powerful?"

Turas shook his head. "Not only that, the private army in the Ironvine Territory has a very high fighting spirit. These private armies are all from the Freemen of this territory."

I must quickly break the fighting spirit of these private armies; at this point, a somewhat radical approach is not unacceptable!

"But wouldn't that push them to Count Lloyd's side?"

Turas drew a line on the map, dividing the Iron Ironvine Count's territory in two. Gaba noticed that the middle part of this line was precisely his marching route.

"Once the news of your army sweeping through the towns and cities of this territory spreads, it will definitely affect the morale of the garrison. I believe that a significant number of the garrison in Ironwire City are from this territory."

After they learn of your troops' actions, will they worry about the other towns in this territory? By voluntarily reducing my troop strength, I am telling the defenders of Ironwire City this fact: I only have this many men, and you are fully capable of sending troops to attack me and rescue our compatriots in the lost areas!

The best course of action would be to lure them into abandoning their fortified cities and engaging in open battle with us. Even if they manage to hold their positions firmly in the cities, these actions will still shake their morale.

Upon hearing this, Gaba finally understood Turas's intention and couldn't help but feel admiration. "Legion Commander, your wisdom is extraordinary. I believe the garrison of Ironwire City will definitely not be a match for you."

Turas stood up and left the map. "Actually, if I had a choice, I wouldn't take such a risky move, but I've already made a pledge. I not only have to win this battle, but I must win it quickly and decisively."

I don't have much time left. I must capture Ironwire City before Count Lloyd and his troops can react, otherwise we'll be in enemy territory and may not be able to escape unscathed.

After understanding Turas's intention, Gaba immediately said, "My lord, I will definitely complete the task you have entrusted to me."

"There's one more thing. After you meet up with Wen, you must urge Wen to advance eastward with all your might and make sure to block Lloyd's reinforcements at the ferry crossing in the middle of the Green Forest River. It should only take three days."

"I am confident I can take Ironwire City in just three days."

"I will, sir!"

Once the mission was clear, Gaba led his troops away from the main force.

Meanwhile, Turas led the remaining troops to continue the attack on Ironvine Territory.

Ironwire City, Count Lloyd's eldest son, Randolph Ironvine, had received news of the fall of the border and trade route outposts.

A heavily wounded Light Cavalry arrived at the horsehair worm camp. It was he who informed them of the fall of the trade route outpost and provided information on the size of the enemy forces.

At first, everyone, including Randolph, couldn't believe it. After all, the size of this suddenly appearing army was too large, and they hadn't received any prior notice, which was really unusual.

"Young Master, we have just received news that three towns along the Green Forest River have been attacked. The enemy is extremely rampant and has burned down the entire town. If we insist on resisting, they are even planning to poison us."

The warriors from these three towns are now filled with righteous indignation, eager to avenge their enemies.

"We must calm them down. We don't have much intelligence right now. These troops are probably headed for Ironwire City. We're sure we can fight them. Please be patient!"

"I understand. I'll go and convey the message right away, Young Master!"

After saying that, the officer left.

Randolph opened the window and looked down at the troops gathering below.

"I hope my father receives the notification soon! This enemy is very difficult to deal with, and I really don't have much confidence."

Tyre City, at Count Lloyd's camp, after leading his army through several days of fighting and defeating numerous Cornwall County noble private armies, he was securing his supply lines.

After a brief raid on the noble territories, Lloyd led his troops back to Tyre City to rest and regroup.

At this moment, Count Lloyd was inside his tent, examining a map and considering his next course of action.

According to his intelligence, the Fourth Legion split into two groups and entered Cornwall County from Dorset County and Devon County.

They have already joined forces with some noble private armies, forming two armies with a combined strength of over 20,000 men each. This size of force has an absolute numerical advantage over the three armies of the Ironvine Territory.

He has already sent messengers to inform the other two armies to retreat as soon as possible to the occupied noble territories, and to prepare to combine forces and rely on the terrain advantage to resist the attack of the Duchy's Direct Legion and the noble Allied Armies.

Just as he was lost in thought, an officer entered his room with several messengers.

"My lord, we have just received an urgent message from the territory. It seems that the territory has been attacked by the enemy!"

"What!" Count Lloyd was shocked upon hearing this.