"You mean my territory has been occupied by that damn noble Dillman?"

The chief of Dortmund looked fiercely at the scouts he sent out and returned, his eyes turning blood red.

"Master Chief, the castle has been replaced with the flag of the Dillman people. I asked the serfs nearby and it is indeed..."

"Get out!" The Dortmund chief slapped the trembling scout on the face. The scout was in pain, but he didn't dare to look at the Dortmund chief. He knew that the current chief was in a furious state.

Watching the scouts leave, the Dortmund chief forced himself to calm down. After all, he couldn't guarantee that he would kill some people if he continued like this.

"You have been fooled by my second brother." Chief Nomaburg snorted coldly and looked at Chief Dortmund with an unkind expression. If Chief Dortmund had not insisted on having his own way, things would not have become like this.

"Are you accusing me?" Chief Dortmund licked his lips, his eyes like poisonous snakes, staring at Chief Normaburg.

In recent years, he has basically been the leader. Normally, the chief of Normaburg would not dare to deny his opinions, but this time it was obvious that he was going to be disappointed.

"Isn't it possible? Great, noble Chief of Dortmund, you have lost your castle because of your arrogance!" Chief Nomaburg was not afraid at all.

The Dortmund chief clicked his tongue, his chest heaving violently, and he felt the deep malice coming from the other party.

But at this moment he was stunned. He knew that he was now in an extremely dangerous situation. Without Dortmund Castle, he would not be able to gain a foothold in Dortmund or rule this county. He is now like a rootless man!

Obviously, a chief who has lost his territory cannot get the support of his warriors and soldiers. Even his allies will look down on him. It has not been reflected yet. Once the food is used up and there is no place to replenish it, then

That's when the army mutinied.

"My army is still there!" the Dortmund chief roared, knowing that he had reached the most dangerous moment.

"It is precisely because your army is still there that you can stand here now!" The chief of Nomaburg did not give him any face.

The chief of Dortmund knew that he was wrong, a big mistake. He always thought that the chief of Normaburg was a coward, a coward who relied on himself and was controlled by himself, but now...

"Very good...very good...you are indeed a Florian!" The Dortmund chief said these words almost through gritted teeth.

"The weak prey on the strong. This is the nature of the Flor people. The strong have everything, and the weak lose everything." The chief of Normaburg felt extremely comfortable now. It was not a pleasant thing to be oppressed by the chief of Dortmund.

"Help me take back Dortmund Castle!" the Dortmund chief asked with red eyes.

He knew that he could not take back the castle alone. Although he did not know how many troops Karl brought into it, the army that could take down Dortmund Castle should not be too bad, and now his army... let alone the casualties.

, low morale was printed on almost every soldier's face. Under such circumstances, he had no choice but to ask for help from the chief of Fort Noma. Only by joining forces would there be a possibility of success.

"What can I get?" Chief Nomaburg was unmoved.

The chief of Dortmund was overjoyed, at least the other party didn't refuse. As for the price... he knew he had to cut his flesh this time.

"What do you want?" The Dortmund chief didn't foolishly ask for the price himself.

"You have thirty carts of grain, cloth, and woolen goods at my manor near Fort Norma and on the coast, and you will also provide me with war horses." Chief Dortmund said without hesitation.

The Dortmund chief's eyes were about to spit fire, and the other party's bluntness even made him wonder if the Normaburg chief had premeditated it.

"Too much!"

Chief Dortmund roared, the price was indeed too high. Once it was given, even if Dortmund Castle was taken back, he would still be under the chief of Norma Castle.

"This is not much at all. If you lose Dortmund Castle, it will be a real failure." The chief of Norma Castle sneered.

"You are forcing me!" The Dortmund chief's face flushed red, and a stream of blood rushed to his brain.

The chief of Fort Norma looked at him coldly, but silently pressed his hand on the scimitar tied to his waist.

The Dortmund chief took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"If I fail, then you won't be able to support it alone, and Lopul won't let you go!"

The chief of Normaburg raised his eyebrows, and the words of the chief of Dortmund reached his heart.

There was silence in the tent, and the atmosphere was a bit solid. The chief of Normaburg frowned, as if he was making a decision, while the chief of Dortmund looked at his brother coldly, waiting quietly.

"Half the food, I want the manor on the coast."

"Can!"

The two chiefs of the Flor people reached an agreement, and the chief of Nomaburg made concessions.

"We are going to set off immediately, so the Dillmans have just captured my castle. His army must be extremely tired, and their footing should not be stable. The nobles of the Dillmans should not be able to support him in such a short period of time.

, we must take advantage of this time to recapture my castle!"

"Okay." Chief Normaburg thought for a while and agreed. Chief Dortmund was right. This kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later. Once the enemy's reinforcements come, it will be too late.

That was a good idea, and the Florian army quickly moved towards Dortmund Castle.

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"Ha, those two idiots actually lost their own castle!"

In Fort Carmel, Lopper also received a report from the scouts. He did not understand why the troops of Chief Dortmund and Chief Nomaburg chose to retreat, so he asked people to investigate, but he did not expect that the results he obtained exceeded his expectations.

Anticipate.

"Great Chief, if the Dillmans really win Dortmund, it will be very detrimental to us." The Hiyom priest with strange patterns painted on his face frowned.

Indeed, Loper's title is now the Chief of the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel, and Dortmund is also legally under his title. It was originally just a civil war, but once the Dillmans occupied the territory, things would be different.

"My priest, don't worry. The Dielman noble who occupies Dortmund is just a knight. Although he has good power, he just took the Dortmund Castle by sneaky means, but so what? My two brothers

We have enough troops to take it back. By then, their military strength will be greatly reduced, and we can take the opportunity to unify the great emirate of Fort Carmel!" Lopper swung his wine glass, he really liked this kind of dog-eat-dog thing.

"It turns out that the great chief has already made plans." The Hiyom Cult priest nodded. Since the great chief has already made preparations, he has nothing to say.

He still has a good impression of this great chief. At least this great chief seems promising. Whether it is the war against the Dilman nobles or the inheritance war with his brother, he has basically won the victory, and he has won the war against the Dilman nobles.

The Hiyom Religion also respects the Hiyom Religion and can provide shelter to the Hiyom Religion, so it will naturally be supported by the Hiyom Religion.

"The great emirate of Fort Carmel must be unified. The damn Earl of Lens declared war on me. I had to forgive him because of the situation. Although he died in the battle and paid his price, his blood was not enough to calm him down.

My anger cannot calm down the anger of the gods of the Hiyom Cult. When the situation in the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel stabilizes, I must..."

There was a blazing fire in Lopul's pupils. He recognized the civil war within the Chief of Fort Carmel. After all, every Chief of Fort Carmel had to go through such a thing when he succeeded to the throne. Their position as Chief was to be fought out.

Yes, when the old chief of Fort Carmel succeeded to the throne, he experienced more tragic wars than he did.

But the invasion of the Dilmans made him unable to calm down his anger, especially since the Dilmans still wanted to take advantage of him during the civil war. The anger in his heart was enough to kill all the nobles.

The old Earl of Lens has died in the battle, so the target of his revenge can only be the son of the old Earl of Lens, and now the new earl - Earl of Charles.

The poor Earl of Charles still doesn't know that not only does he have to face the dangerous situation at home, he is always vigilant against the uneasy and well-meaning noble vassals, but he also has such an eager opponent abroad.

No one can have an easy time being targeted by a warchief. Of course, Lopul does not dare to launch an attack casually. After all, Earl Charles is now a vassal of the Duke of Rizland. If he takes the initiative to invade,

The Duke of Rizland will not sit idly by.

Lopul was still very afraid of this old Duke who had been fighting with his father all his life, so everything had to wait until he was strong enough and the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel was stabilized and unified.

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At the same time, Dortmund Castle was also preparing in an orderly manner. Karl had no intention of asking for help from domestic nobles. He did not even send a messenger. There was not enough time, not to mention whether any nobles would be willing to help Wu.

Even if someone from the famous Dias family really wants to come, it's a long way to go. If they rely on it here, they may have fallen before they even reach Dortmund Castle.

Secondly, if someone else sends reinforcements and arrives here to find that Dortmund Castle has fallen, then Carl Dias will become a laughing stock. Reputation plays a very important role and cannot be attacked casually.

The winter wind was very cold, and Karl was also wrapped in a mink coat, but he did not hide in the castle. Instead, he walked on the stone streets. In a short period of time, he had a clear understanding of the structure of the entire Dortmund Castle.

It was raining in the gray sky, and the rain hit the stones and moss, giving Dortmund Castle a chilling atmosphere.

"This is...my castle!"

Karl opened his hands and said viciously.


Chapter completed!