His plan was simple: split the forces.
However, this split was not meant to let him, the noble lord, flee—it was meant to let the convoy escape.
He himself would lead the Storm Squad back to draw the enemy's attention.
Of course, to keep the enemy from continuing their pursuit of the convoy, he would also have to use Purple Clover essence to lure away their cavalry.
That way, once he had drawn off the enemy cavalry, his convoy only needed to cross the river to shake off the pursuit successfully.
"My lord, that's too dangerous! The convoy may be able to escape then, but what about you and the Storm Cavalry Regiment?" Upon hearing Nalant's proposal, his subordinates were dumbfounded and immediately began objecting.
"That's right, my lord! How can we let you put yourself in danger in exchange for our escape?"
"Yes, Vivian is right. A noble cannot protect his subordinates with his own safety, my lord!" Little Sherry chimed in as well.
"You don't need to worry. Though this plan is a bit dangerous, I've already figured out how to retreat—by relying on this!"
Nalant pointed at the warhorse beside Quick.
Everyone looked over, yet failed to understand what he meant.
"Don't our carriages carry the Royal Knights equipment seized from the Northern Principality? Once we've drawn away the enemy cavalry and bought enough time for you to escape their pursuit, I'll put on that armor and flee while posing as a Royal Knight!"
Before setting out this time, Nalant had specially brought along the full sets of Royal Knights armor seized in the valley, just in case.
Both the armor for men and that for warhorses were on the carriages.
Of course, he had not originally intended to disguise himself as a Royal Knight. Rather, he