Sonia quickly weighed the pros and cons of different options.

It has been less than a day since the flash flood swept away the Verona Legion brigade and Professor Witzleben was killed. Although Beyeland's family must have received the news, the regular legions and extraordinary people from the central government are not as good as Griffith.

There are two or three kittens, and if you want to enter the country, you need approval from Verona.

It is even more impossible for Count Larmore and Chalon. They are the direct counts of King Aurelius Anthony. If they appear in the bridgehead of Old Town, the Verona nobles may not suppress the rebels and directly

I will raise troops to defend them both.

With a professor dead and so many aristocratic heirs trapped, everyone in Beyeland would definitely be clamoring to send their own legions to rescue them. But, would the Grand Duke of Verona dare to let them in?

A vague thought suddenly flashed through Sonia's mind. Will her father and Count Chalon break in with regular troops? With her daughter in such a dangerous situation, there must be a quarrel between Beyeland and Verona.

Don't let it go.

 No, no, no, don’t think about this first, I have to do my own thing first. Sonia patted her face and continued thinking.

It is the evening of March 19th. Even according to the most optimistic estimates, everyone will have to wait for at least three to four days to wait for the extraordinary ones. As for the regular army that can fight head-on to defeat the rebels, it will take even longer.

She herself is not suitable for a breakout mission. This time, she is no better than the queen of the Whispering Forest. Not only must she be brave, but she must also be able to break out completely.

Although Sonia is in better condition, she is physically weak, has no armor and cannot wear it, and the strength and durability of her magic shield are average. If she exhausts her shield during the breakout, she will be killed by the rebels' marksmen.

There's no point in sniping.

Neither can Berthier and Dedeus. They have consumed a lot of mental energy in the day's battle, and are still in an extremely weak state. They will be dizzy and sleepy at any time. If they are allowed to break out, one of them will die, and both of them will die.

A pair of dead ones.

Isius is undoubtedly the most suitable person to be a messenger. He is the only member of a large family in the entire group who has obtained the title of viscount. Although he is not in good physical condition, he is very capable and knowledgeable. If Old Town organizes reinforcements

If he moves slowly, he can strive for the qualification of commander and mobilize his social connections to supervise.

But Isius's mental state was not stable. According to everyone, he locked himself in a room, drew a magic circle on the floor, and was going crazy.

There are only five members from famous families in the entire group. The other students are either mediocre in qualifications or have not yet grown up. Although they are all extraordinary, not all extraordinary are born for fighting. In a one-on-one battle,

Most of my classmates are not even as good as an archer.

Then, the final plan is ready to be devised to escort Fiona to break out.

The inheritance of the Xialong family is not only good at defense and treatment, but also has many abilities and equipment to resist movement restrictions and mind spells. In the large shoals and swamps left after the flood, Fiona is the most confident to break out of the encirclement.

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Moreover, the gentlemen of the Chalon family have the tradition of marrying Xiu Toral for generations, an ancient inheritance that makes everyone cover their mouths and laugh. Fiona's mother did not care about her talent or not, and never relaxed her treatment of her since she was a child.

training.

 Therefore, Fiona was also the only one among the nobles present who carried a breastplate, shield and magic sword.

Sonia made up her mind, discussed it with Berthier, a member of the former enemy committee, and the others, returned to her best friend who was still crying, and touched her head.

 “Fiona, stop crying.”

Sonia regretted the words as soon as she said them. Her brother said that saying this to a girl would only make her cry harder.

Sure enough, Fiona tried her best to stop for a while and cried even harder.

"Fiona," Sonia could only put on a serious face, "Rana is not dead yet, but if you keep crying like this, who will protect Lana? You must take action."

 “I, what can I do?” Fiona tried her best to stop crying and wiped away the tears that fell.

Sonia sighed happily and handed her a signed certificate and authorization letter:

"The former enemy committee has decided that it is up to you to break out and go to the nearest town of Yambol to summon nearby reinforcements. We will prepare one or two small boats and cover you to break through the blockade."

 …

The flood that broke the dam on the night of March 19 did not stop roaring until the dawn of March 20. Griffith, who was almost washed away, could only see the scene of the land ravaged by the flood clearly at this time.

The Vero River has been widened more than ten times. The original rocky beaches and meadows along the river have been submerged, and the outer areas have become swamps that can be used by boats. The low-lying areas on both sides of the river have formed more than a dozen large and small rivers.

Small tributaries.

From his perspective, the highlands occupied by the rebels on the west coast have turned into islands. The rebels’ camping plan showed that they were prepared to attack with floods from the beginning.

 Fortunately, the horse captured by Griffith was not washed away by the flood. Although it was frightened, it was still able to help Griffith quickly rush to the nearby town along the land that had not yet been flooded.

 What a big deal!

Although it was the enemy's plan, Griffith still praised it in his heart. The rebel army composed of bandits, mountain people and veterans could not be effectively organized in a short time. Although they were large in number, they could not face Bayer.

How long the Lan regular army and the local aristocratic coalition can resist the attack is a question.

However, after being washed away by flash floods, the original plain battlefield no longer existed, and the large group of regular troops who came to conquer must have suffered heavy losses. The rebels now have more time to wipe out the castles and manors of the local nobles.

 When the water recedes and new reinforcements gather... Well, this is estimated to take a week. The rebels can complete preliminary preparations with the captured materials and wealth, and can coerce more civilians. Then they have a much higher chance of winning against the regular army.

What should Sonia and the others do...

The more Griffith thought about it, the more anxious he became. The noble heirs of Beyeland were perfect hostages, and their ambush was obviously part of the conspiracy. Witzleben's reckless decision even helped the rebels.

If Sonia and Fiona are captured and humiliated, the reputations of the two Earls Larmore and Chalon will be discredited, and even the political arena of Beyeland will be shaken. Griffiths can also commit suicide.

 Griffith shook his head vigorously to drive away the bad thoughts from his head.

From Griffith's position, he could not see the fierce battle taking place at Bate Manor at this time, and he did not intend to rush over to support alone.

Although as Shutoral he should go and join Sonia as soon as possible, but this time the enemy is not a few monsters or a small group of cultists.

 There were thousands of rebels, and there were even angry legion veterans and powerful Beyonders in the ranks.

Griffith must take the right countermeasures.

Not far to the east, there is a small town called Yambol, which is owned by local forces in Verona. It is close to the overflowing Vero River and is the only way from the old town to this area.

 There will be some local city defense troops and militia in the town. They are definitely very unreliable, but now we can only rely on them for reinforcements.

No matter whether Sonia and the others are in good or bad situations, Griffith must immediately summon forces to contain the rebels' actions.

 But, as Griffith, how can he mobilize them? Before he completes his studies or is promoted to a knight and becomes a noble, his military rank will be stuck at the sergeant level, and his command power will be pitiful.

Would it be helpful if Galadia came? No, no, let's not say that she can't come here. Even if she can come, we can't let her take the risk.

He was thinking as he hurried on, and the town of Yambol had appeared at the end of the road ahead.

You still have to rely on yourself. Griffith gritted his teeth and decided on several strategies to take over the command of the local army.

 Once again it was time for a desperate fight.

 …

 After arriving in Yambol Town, Griffith did not rush to the military camp immediately. Instead, he went to pawnshops and shops first, pawned all his sequence 9 extraordinary characteristics, and got 8,000 silver francs.

 8,000 shining silver coins, which is a lot of money. If he can have a property of 100,000 silver francs and an annuity of 5,000, he can prepare to propose to any noble lady.

Although he was reluctant to part with it, it was time to spend money, and Griffith was ready to spend it all without hesitation.

He asked the Chamber of Commerce to help him prepare a carriage, hired two men, and rushed to the city defense camp with a large box full of money.

The situation in the town is very bad, with riots and fires everywhere. Everyone knows that a powerful rebel army is besieging the lord in the west. If they come east, a squadron of city defense troops and a small number of militiamen in the town will be the defenders.

Unable to stop it, some heroes even feel that it’s time to change their fate against fate.

The squadron leader of the city defense army locked himself in his room, neither reorganizing his troops nor escaping, drinking and worrying. The morale of his men had been shaken, and some were even planning to defect to the rebels.

 “Bang!”

The wooden door was kicked open, and Griffith burst into the officer's room like a thunderbolt.

 “Squadron Captain?” Griffith asked.

“That’s right, it’s me, what?” Looking at the double-armored warrior in front of him, the squadron leader didn’t react for a moment.

“I am the second-level captain of Griffith. I want to recruit your squadron. Now hand over your command and take these five hundred silver men to prepare wine and beef and bring them to me.”

“Why?” the squadron leader asked in surprise, quickly glancing at a large bag of silver coins.

“First of all, I am going to take your squadron to attack the rebels. Secondly, I can leave you behind in this safe town to collect supplies.”

 “I’ll think about it.” The squadron leader immediately began to think about it.

He vaguely understood the situation. The strong-looking knight in front of him must be a guard of some big family. He was preparing to rush to the west to fight for his life. If he stopped this knight, there might be a conflict. The squadron leader was not extraordinary.

Those who don't have the guts to take action.

However, the squadron leader subconsciously wanted to see if there was any advantage he could take advantage of. The city defense troops of Verona were the serfs of the officers. It made no difference whether they were handed over to work or to fight.

 This second-level squad leader seems very anxious. I can get some more benefits, um. The squadron leader slowly said:

“This is out of order. We are regular troops, not mercenaries.

 “We need to mobilize a city defense army, the procedures are wow!!!”

The impatient Griffith grabbed the squadron leader by the neck, picked him up and threw him against the wall, letting go of the power of the fear spell and going straight into the squadron leader's brain.

The snarling officer suddenly oozed feces and urine, screamed and convulsed. Under the black magic abuse he had never experienced before, he became incontinent for the first time.

 “Bang!”

Griffith threw the smelly officer to the ground and shouted arrogantly and indifferently: "Shut up, don't be nagging, sign for me quickly, and bring me the wine and meat, like a maid asking the knight who just came home.

Whether you want to eat first or take a shower first, please do it for me as considerately and meticulously as possible!"
To be continued...