Lord of the North

Now Jason's expression was very eerie. There were more than a dozen commanders in fine armor kneeling in front of him, and two nobles also knelt on the ground.

The reason why the sneak attack was successful last night was entirely because of these two nobles. They and their soldiers were responsible for the camp patrol mission last night, but they actually went back to the camp to rest at night.

"Viscount Kurt, don't you think you should give us a proper explanation?"

The tent was full of generals and nobles, Dogmar and Hassan stood behind Jason, and Lancelot and Gareth were outside to integrate the army.

After what happened last night, Jason feels that he can no longer entrust the tens of thousands of troops to this group of unreliable nobles. From now on, their army will be under the unified management of Jason, and all those who do not cooperate will be detained. .

They didn't realize at all that this large-scale military operation was not for tourism at all, but for a life-and-death fight. Years of stable life had smoothed their previous vigor.

"Your Highness, please...please forgive me...for our mistakes, please give us another chance!"

Viscount Kurt's face was pale and he was sweating profusely. He felt that his clothes were soaked with sweat.

The nobleman kneeling next to him was also like this, even inferior to him, and now he was too nervous to speak.

The purpose of arranging two nobles to perform camp tours at the same time was to avoid what happened last night, but I didn't expect such a coincidence to run into two idiots.

"I give you a chance, who will give my soldiers a chance?"

Jason's expression was neither happy nor sad, but his words chilled everyone's hearts. It seemed that this matter could not be done well, so no one was willing to stand up and plead for them.

Because of this attack, nearly 300 of the 3,000 heavily armored soldiers under Jason's command lost nearly 300 people!

"As for you."

Jason turned his attention to the many commanders kneeling behind them. They were the commanders who led the battalion patrol last night.

"Pull it out and behead it for public display." Then amidst the wailing and begging of these generals, several soldiers came in from the outside and dragged them away.

After a while their wailing stopped abruptly, and everyone knew what it meant, their heads lowered lower and lower.

As for Viscount Kurt, the two of them turned paler, and they seemed to have seen their end.

"Viscount Kurt's negligence of duty at this time caused us to suffer huge losses. We are temporarily detained and will be handed over to the Northland Court for trial and judgment after the war is over."

The Northland Court is an institution that Jason and nobles from all over the world jointly established to try nobles' violations. Its function is to weaken the privileges of nobles.

The composition of its judges is half of nobles and nobles from all over the north, the other half is served by officials of all sizes under Jason's command, and even a small part comes from civilians.

When he established this court, he was under tremendous pressure. As a last resort, Jason agreed to establish a law school in the Noble Academy in Lucca, and began to accept civilian students.

Jason intends to support the status of civilian officials, thereby weakening the strength of the northern aristocracy, so as to check and balance the upper structure of the north.

But when this matter was carried out, he realized that things were far from being as simple as he imagined. No matter how powerful the common people were, it would be difficult to check and balance those entrenched nobles.

Their background is far beyond the comparison of these new civilian rights classes.

"You should have no objections?"

After Jason finished speaking, he glanced indifferently at the nobles present, and everyone felt a sense of pressure, because Jason was in a really bad mood right now, and he didn't have the heart to flirt with them.

"Everything is subject to your lord's arrangement." Viscount Lyon spoke out first. Since he is Jason's direct descendant, he must set an example at this time.

As he spoke, everyone agreed. It's really not what a smart person should do to touch Jason's bad luck at a time like this.

"Your Highness, there has been movement in the enemy's barracks again, and the scouts reported that what they gathered this time is basically the slave army, and the regular army is behind them."

At this time, Gareth suddenly walked in from the outside, and he said to Jason respectfully, as for the two people kneeling on the ground, he didn't even look at them.

"What? They dare to come?"

Although a little surprised, Jason still stood up and walked out of the tent, saying as he walked: "Order the infantry to build a defensive formation and stop their footsteps. Everyone returns to their posts and is ready to deal with emergencies at any time." situation."

Soon he brought Hassan and the others to the front of the camp, took out his monocular, and observed the enemy's camp from afar.

Sure enough, a group of ragged slaves who only held some sticks or simple spears slowly began to gather in front of the barracks.

This type of unit is the most common in siege warfare in this world. Their function is to consume the defensive equipment on the city walls, such as fire oil and rolling stones.

"Your Highness, their camp is on the hillside. It is really not easy for us to break into their camp."

Hassan stood beside him and said softly, if they were on a mountain, maybe his army could try to surround the foot of the mountain and cut off their water and food.

"This is not a big problem. Using the Black God Ballista and the catapult is enough to break through the gate of their camp. It's just that if we make a strong attack, we may suffer a lot of losses."

Jason said with some annoyance that he didn't expect Phil to be so crazy and directly attacked him. Although he had prepared for this situation before, he still felt a little flustered at this time.

In particular, the army within the kingdom had already begun to move northward, and the Jalan province even sent out tens of thousands of troops to block their footsteps.

Aren't they afraid of any accidents in Baijian Province? The uneasiness in Jason's heart became more and more intense, and he felt that his previous worries were not without reason.

Fortunately, I and Zola have already left their preparations.

"Push out the catapults and order the longbowmen to stand ready to strike."

After the catapult was attacked last night, he ordered the engineers to assemble it. Because of the limited time, only twelve were assembled, in order to prevent the general on the opposite side from organizing another attack today.

Not long after, the slave army of the Jalan Province gradually descended the hillside, came to this flat wilderness, and slowly entered the attacking range of Jason's army.

"The catapult starts."

boom! boom! boom!

A roar sounded from the catapult, and then huge boulders rose into the air, and then crashed into the slow-moving slave army, blood flowers bloomed in the army formation.