Refugee Horde

A day later, Steward Magnus, indeed learned of the new situation: a large group of refugees had entered the territory of Great Oak Territory.

Steward Magnus found Victor with the intelligence. The two had already shared information with each other from the Rebellion and were quite familiar with their plans.

After reviewing the information on the refugee group, Victor said to Magnus, "Steward Magnus, it seems their plan is progressing smoothly. Shall we do something else?"

"No need, Viscount Victor. Just stick to the original plan. This is a rare opportunity to wipe them out in one fell swoop."

Count Black already knew that they had a group of armed men, who, although they were acting as caravan guards, were quite strong thanks to their excellent equipment and training.

However, they were very careful, dispersing their armed forces throughout various regions. If the Count were to take action against them, these militants would attack different parts of the territory, inevitably causing significant losses. Therefore, the Count was hesitant to act against them.

"Lord Black is indeed very cautious, and I should learn from that."

Victor said this, but he didn't really mean it.

In his view, tolerating so many dissidents in the territory was tantamount to ignoring a tumor; the longer it went on, the greater the damage to the territory would be. It would be better to make a decisive cut to repair the wound.

Magnus looked at Victor's expression and seemed to understand something. "Lord Victor, although Lord Black is Count, he is also the head of the Great Oak Family. He was able to become Count without the support of his family. Unlike you, he has many constraints."

Victor was a little embarrassed that Magnus had seen through his thoughts, but he also admired Magnus's insight. He could only feel ashamed of his lack of composure and quickly tried to change the subject.

"Steward Magnus, isn't it a shame that those six outposts were destroyed by the refugee group? There were even garrison troops there."

"Fortunately, Lord Black had already wanted to dismantle it before he passed away. He saw the fortress you designed in Golden Sunflower Territory and praised it highly."

If possible, I would appreciate it if you could provide some engineers and those special building materials. I intend to construct such fortresses at several key border locations within Great Oak Territory.

Magnus understood that Victor was changing the subject, and he took the opportunity to offer his own idea, which Victor certainly wouldn't object to.

Just as the two were discussing these issues, another messenger came to report news.

"The refugee group has breached two outposts and is currently moving in this direction."

The two exchanged a glance, somewhat surprised by the speed of the refugee group. Victor immediately asked the messenger.

"How can they be so fast?"

The messenger immediately replied, "Sir, they've somehow acquired a large number of miniature horses, over a thousand in total. Although they're not fast, they can carry people and heavy loads, making them more capable than ordinary packhorses."

The messenger then described in detail what he had seen and heard, and Victor immediately realized that these ponies were not horses at all, but donkeys or mules.

You see, Victor had been searching everywhere for large animals like donkeys and mules, which were much better than horses for pulling goods, but he had never had much success. He only managed to get a batch when he was sweeping away the Barbarians. He didn't quite understand where these refugees got so many donkeys and mules, and he suddenly became restless.

"Steward Magnus, I should send out my Personal Guard according to the plan. I will make the arrangements now."

Although Magnus didn't understand why Victor was in such a hurry, he thought that the refugee groups were also speeding up their actions, and he didn't want these refugees to really wreak havoc on the territory, so he quickly nodded in agreement.

Victor took Michael away from the manor and rode off to the camp outside the manor.

Bask and Gutierrez were training the Personal Guard soldiers. The previous battle at Rotten Tree Beach was just a small test for the Personal Guard, and dealing with that Cavalry force was not difficult at all.

However, the Personal Guard had made a contribution by doing so, but the young men in the Personal Guard were not satisfied. They wanted more merits. Seeing this, Bask simply led them to train every day to release their energy.

Bask and Gutierrez, seeing Victor riding into the camp, quickly stopped their training. As officers of the Personal Guard, they had been informed by Victor beforehand that a battle might be imminent.

"Bask, prepare to lead your men out. The enemy only has a few thousand refugees. I believe you can take them down."

"Yes, my lord, leave it to us!"

Upon receiving the order, Bask excitedly went to announce the news to his subordinates.