Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

Duke Lehman was silent all the way. He always had the feeling that this might be his last battle.

Perhaps it was years of instinct that made him feel that Andre's plan was unreliable.

If he had the choice, he would never take the risk.

Unfortunately... I have no choice.

"What's the point of the Northern Principality setting up such a trap? We're not just birds in a cage, how can we break through the cage?"

Duke Lehman smiled bitterly. The kingdom was destroyed not because of the incompetence of his generation, but because of the changing times.

Who would have thought that classic war would suddenly change, and now it is the age of guns.

There is really nothing to reason about.

Fortunately, along the way, the intelligence provided by Andre was very effective, and he directly found the weakness of the Northern Principality's army.

Gathering the last elites of a country, attacking weak points, progress is rapid.

Even if the Northern Principality reacts, it will take time to mobilize its troops.

Duke Lehman once thought that his premonition was wrong and that it might be caused by too much pressure.

The current situation does not require Andre to cooperate with others to force Simon to retreat.

As long as you win a chance to breathe, you will have the capital to negotiate.

…

At this time, inside Simon's military tent, the huge sand table was filled with flags.

Officers of all sizes formed a circle, adjusting the flags on the sand table as the messengers continued to come in and out.

"The fight between trapped beasts!!"

Simon commented that there is nothing else to like about it.

The courage to fight back was already numb in his eyes.

“Even if we win the bet, so what, the principality will not compromise.

Remember, if you lose, you will come back and fight until the opponent is convinced.

The more he resists, the more he will die.

The hero of the enemy is the enemy of me, and there is no possibility of compromise. "

Simon's decisive voice contained a strong murderous intent.

There is no such thing as sympathy and sympathy.

The more heroic the enemy, the more he must be killed.

Viscount Hubble felt his scalp numb when he heard this. The whole country was so full of murderous intent. Shouldn't normal people compromise?

Of course, he was extremely glad that he made the right choice. He didn't want to be a hero.

"It just so happens that we can annihilate the last elite of the Griffin Kingdom here. It is best to report the good news to the Duke before the New Year." Simon stated his purpose.

Many people suddenly realized that after struggling for so long, it turned out that they were just flattering the Duke!

If it were a king who had subjugated his country, this kind of behavior could be called militarism.

But if he is the founder of the country... then it will be fine. This is called domineering.

Duke Lehman and others naturally do not understand what domineering means.

If you have different horizons, you will naturally see things differently.

But he knew that his risky behavior had brought the kingdom into the abyss early.

Near Simon's camp, they encountered a powerful sniper.

According to the intelligence, only one regiment was stationed in the last position, and tens of thousands of troops suddenly appeared.

The army of the Northern Principality, which is waiting for work, not only has complete defenses, but also makes full use of various heavy weapons, and is not afraid of not being able to keep up with logistical supplies.

Duke Lehman still held on to the faint hope that this was just an accident.

But what followed was bad information brought by the scouts.

"Duke, our way back is blocked."

"There are at least two divisions on the left wing moving towards us."

"The right wing is already fighting, and it's the Yankees."

Bad news came like snowflakes one after another, and he even saw some familiar flags.

These are the nobles of the Griffin Kingdom who rebelled in the past, and they also joined the encirclement and suppression campaign.

Duke Lehman was jealous. He knew that there must be something wrong with Andre, otherwise these traitors would not appear on the battlefield.

In less than half an hour, they went from attacking to being surrounded and suppressed.

Cannons of all types were blasted at them, as if the cannonballs were free of charge.

Especially the nobles who defected from the Griffin Kingdom, each one looked like a god of war alive, attacking desperately, trying to gain some military success.

Lehman vomited blood when he saw it. Many guys in the Griffin Kingdom were known for being timid and cowardly, but after surrendering to the Northern Principality, they beat up their own people so harshly.

He wanted to shoot these bastards a hundred times.

But the fact is that this elite army continues to die and is compressed to the extreme.

At this time, sporadic bullets had fallen next to Duke Lehman. If the guards hadn't surrounded him, he might have been shot as well.

"I'll reward you with 10,000 gold coins for capturing Lehman alive."

Viscount Hubble shouted excitedly. He was not short of money, but he was very short of credit.

When the others heard this, they all jumped up in anger.

"I'll pay you thirty thousand gold coins."

"fifty thousand!!"

"One hundred thousand gold coins!"

Viscount Hubble wanted to take credit, but others wanted to vote for him.

Money is something external to the body. If you maintain your status and power, are you still afraid that you won’t be able to make any money in the future?

These people directly send people to yell at the front lines, just to buy a future.

Duke Lehman heard this and smiled instead: "I didn't expect that my life is so valuable."

What a humiliation!

The dignified Duke was called out in public, and his grief and anger were indescribable.

Seeing that his personal guards had begun to join the battle, Duke Lehman calmly drew out his gun.

"Just one death."

Your Majesty, you still have some courage.

"Duke, we will protect you and rush out." The loyal guards shouted, still not giving up hope.

"No," Duke Lehman shook his head: "It's meaningless."

He pulled the trigger and fell from the warhorse.

The sudden gunshot was not noticeable on the battlefield. Only the warhorse felt the master on its back fall to the ground.

It paced around the corpse and stretched its head to wake up the master.

The guards cried in grief and anger, laid the body of Duke Lehman flat, and then rushed out with guns.

Soon, Viscount Hubble's men rushed to the body of Duke Lehman.

The last guard fired back, and the two sides exchanged fire and fell to the ground one after another.

When Viscount Hubble and others arrived in person, they saw the body of Duke Lehman.

"It was suicide."

Everyone felt sorry that such a good token of surrender was gone.

"And the royal family, General Simon said that the battle will end before the New Year to congratulate the Duke."

Everyone's eyes lit up, this is the last chance.

…

The Griffin royal family gathered together. The old king had not called the royal family together to drink for a long time.

Although the food and drinks were delicious, no one was in the mood to taste them.

At this time, are you still in the mood to eat and drink?

The old king raised his glass, and the old lion still had some dignity.

"Drinking, don't you think I'm old and dying, so you don't even drink a glass of wine with me?"

This is a bit heavy. The tiger is still powerful even after death, not to mention that the old king still has an army in his hands.

Everyone raised their heads and drank the wine in the glass.

The old king seemed very happy and kept raising his glass: "Drink tonight, I will tell you a good news later."

The smart ones immediately thought of Duke Lehman's expedition. According to the time, there should be news. Did he win?

Judging from the old king's appearance, he should have won.