Lord: Starting from the Northern Frontier
Chapter 568

Ironvine Territory (Seventeen)

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Victor nodded in agreement; he too had learned a great deal about the rattan armor unique to the Southern Region from Lenster.

Because Ironvine Territory is famous for its Ironvine, it produces a large quantity of rattan armor every year. The territory has a huge reserve of rattan armor, enough to equip an entire legion.

However, this rattan armor is ultimately not as protective as proper iron armor, and it is not as effective as leather armor with iron trim against puncture damage.

The Ironvine Territory Army also had a huge demand for other types of armor, so last year, Viscount Ferry purchased a large quantity of armor from them.

However, this rattan armor also has its advantages: it is very lightweight and offers some protection against arrows. Therefore, it is very popular in the Southern Region, and even the direct legions of the duchy stationed here are equipped with a large number of these armors.

Of course, other noble families in the duchy and the south would not buy this kind of armor from the Ironvine Territory. After all, there are several noble families whose names are based on special vine plants, and their family plants are quite unique, which can also make suitable rattan armor.

Thinking of this, Victor said, "When we go into battle, let's switch all the arrows to heavy arrows and Armor-Piercing Arrows. Standard arrows might not be as effective against these rattan-armored soldiers."

Marvin and Foss nodded.

Victor turned to Michael and said, "Also, let Yellen and the others know."

As the group was talking, new flags began to be hung on the camp wall next to them. Victor looked up and saw that it was a military flag with the Ironvine emblem.

He remarked with admiration, "Lenster and Viscount Ferry are quite well-prepared; they've even prepared so many military flags!"

At this moment, Foss suddenly spoke up, "My lord, should we inform our soldiers of the details of the battle plan?"

Victor pondered for a moment, "I remember that your regiment has one or two detachments composed entirely of veterans, right? These units should be assigned to the most critical positions. You can tell them that."

As for the other troops, many of them are new recruits who were added after the previous major battle, so it's best not to tell them, as it could easily cause panic.

"Yes!"

"You guys keep going, I'll go check on Yellen too."

Victor then patrolled back and forth between the two camps where the Southern Marching Legion was stationed, and only after confirming that all the troops were ready did Victor feel at ease.

He didn't care how Lenster and Viscount Ferry lured the Coalition of Nobles into the Yalori Valley. After all, the Ironvine Territory had been entrenched in Cornwall County for many years. If they couldn't even handle this simple matter, they had no right to get a share of the spoils in the Civil War.

Tyre City, the city lord's mansion, which had been burned down, has been cleared out and a huge round tent has been temporarily erected to serve as the command center for the Southern Noble Coalition.

The tent was divided into several rooms. In the largest room, there was a huge round table where nobles were arriving one after another to take their seats. These were all independent nobles from the Southern Region who had come to participate in the war.

Asur Viscount Golden Sword Orchid rushed over. His troops were stationed south of Tyre City, far from the city center, and he rode there on horseback.

It was already late May, and the temperature in Cornwall County was rising. He was sweating profusely after running just a few steps.

He had just found his seat and settled down, and before he could even take out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, the person to his left suddenly nudged him.

"What are you doing, Melendo?"

He glanced irritably at the nobleman on his left, who was none other than his friend Viscount Melendo.

Melendo said in a low voice with a mysterious look on his face, "Do you know what this meeting is about?"

Viscount Asur wiped his sweat as he said, "It's nothing more than wrangling. I guess those guys in Hampshire are complaining about the slow food supply again!"

Don't think I don't know what these guys are up to. We've already brought out all the grain reserves from our territories. Didn't we agree to split it 50/50?

How come it's all Cornwall County people providing the food now? I think they just want to freeload. They've been sitting here for two months, and they still haven't broken through the defenses of the Yalori Valley.

"If Viscount Dansoer were still alive, we would never tolerate this! It's outrageous!"

Viscount Asur grew angrier as he spoke, Melendo, fearing his voice was too loud, quickly pulled him back to stop him from continuing to speak loudly.

"Keep your voice down. The Southern Front Forces is now under the control of the Hampshire guys. If you anger them, you might end up as cannon fodder."

Hearing Melendo say that, Asur fell silent. Although he was still somewhat unconvinced, he knew that he had to keep a low profile in the current situation.

Seeing that Asur remained silent, Melendo continued, "Before I came here, I heard from Dawan that Hampshire seems to have some intelligence about the Yalori Valley and will soon be able to overcome this obstacle."

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