Chapter 663: rude words

In the reception room of the Lord's Mansion in Lake Town, except for Earl Myron Garnard, who was serving in the royal capital, the lords of the Northwest Gulf Customs Alliance gathered together.

They were discussing a serious issue—how to deal with the orc invasion.

"Damn you prairie barbarian!"

"Assholes with hair on their asses!"

"A bunch of guys who don't know what they're capable of."

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Curses like these filled the room.

"It's still unbelievable."

Count Heller shook his head.

"The Watcher Fortress is impregnable. Theoretically, it is impossible for the orcs to invade the Innerrodan Corridor."

Although reason told him that Paul was unlikely to gather everyone here just because of a rumor.

"It's very regrettable."

Paul said dejectedly, "Arda's intelligence personnel have sent back information that there are already traces of large-scale orc activities in the northern part of Nairodan, that is, in the area close to the Rocky Mountains."

Earl Parker frowned, "If the Watcher Fortress is still there, does it mean that the orcs have found a way to cross the mountains on a large scale?"

Paul nodded, "I think so."

The words between the two sparked another discussion.

"Okay! We should get ready."

Duke Ferdinand rubbed his hands, feeling a little nervous.

Due to the increasingly prosperous commercial activities, the lords of the northwest bay now have many channels of information and are not as blind as the lords in other parts of the kingdom.

They knew something about what was happening on the prairie, they knew about the newly rising "King's Account", they knew about the great chief named Abar, and they knew that the orc army had swept through the oasis countries in the east of the kingdom.

The territory of the Ferdinand family is located inland, which is the easternmost part of the Northwest Gulf.

If something went wrong in the northeastern part of the kingdom, his territory would be the first to suffer.

“The towns in the east should be fortified!”

"Dig deep trenches!"

"Train the army!"

A host of conventional measures were proposed and quickly confirmed.

But people began to complain again.

"Damn the orcs, if we have to train a large number of troops, it will seriously affect our production."

"That is to say, who will farm the land and who will work in the factory."

"But the orc cavalry comes and goes like the wind, so we have to deploy our troops everywhere, which requires a lot of manpower."

Paul stood up and patted his chest.

"Everyone, I came to you to enhance your confidence."

Two attendants carried a wooden frame and placed it behind Paul.

This wooden shelf is similar to a drawing board, with a stack of large cardboard sheets hanging on it, which can be turned over one by one.

"What's this?"

"Manual ppt, don't care about the name, now we should focus on the content on it."

Paul flipped the cardboard open.

On the first page, there is a drawing of a strange machine that spits out thick mist.

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Maun, an ordinary town in the northeastern region of the kingdom.

It was here that the Bradley family welcomed Princess Catherine and her troops.

"Your Highness! I salute you and the great Aldo royal family."

Smollett Bradley, the second son of Duke Bradley, knelt down respectfully and saluted the princess of the kingdom.

"Rise, Sir Smollett."

Catherine smiled softly, but without losing her dignity.

Smollett stood up and looked at her with eager eyes.

"I haven't seen your beautiful face for a long time since I fought against the highland barbarians under your command."

Catherine said: "It's a pity you didn't go to the King's coronation last time."

Smollett sighed, "Yes, I was entrusted with an important task by my father at that time and had no time to go to the south. However, my brother brought me a piece of news that was like a bolt from the blue—our Majesty the King actually sent him My cousin was proposed to be married to the Earl of Arda."

The expression on Catherine's face remained unchanged, "This is an inevitable thing for every royal daughter. We have shared the glory of the kingdom, and naturally we have to fulfill our obligations to the kingdom."

"But..." the man opposite shook his head, "Perhaps the king should choose a husband with a nobler background, purer blood, and a longer family background for you, so that he can be worthy of your beauty and talents, instead of just casually I’ll just send you to some man’s bed.”

"Be bold!"

The generals around Catherine were angry that this well-dressed young nobleman dared to speak so openly.

Orfina, Lester, and Orfina all pulled out their swords and glared at Smollett.

To be honest, this was the first time they encountered someone who was so rude to Her Highness the Princess.

The knights behind Smollett immediately drew their swords and protected the lord's second son.

For a time, the sound of swords being unsheathed could be heard constantly, and the two sides were at war with each other.

Catherine was so angry that she didn't know what to say in the first place, because it was the first time she had encountered this situation.

"Earl Smollett, my future husband is a healthy, noble, and brave nobleman."

She added a question suffix in her mind, after all, she hadn't gotten to know Paul deeply yet.

But you must defend him in public.

"He is a perfect match for me and I am deeply grateful to His Majesty the King for bringing us together."

A look of great regret appeared on Smollett's face.

He waved his hand, and the knights behind him sheathed their swords.

Then he bowed and said, "I apologize to you, Your Highness Catherine. I admit that I was overwhelmed by the strong unwillingness, but I think there are many people who share the same mood with me in the kingdom. , they are just bound by the so-called face, and are embarrassed to say it in front of you."

These words of hidden compliment, combined with Smollett's expression, made him look like an amorous young man who had just begun to fall in love but was suffering from unrequited love.

Catherine raised her hand and asked her subordinates to put away their swords.

But her tone became colder, making her think of an iceberg compared to before.

"Sir, considering that you are so young, I will not hold you accountable for your rudeness~www.readwn.com~The princess sighed. Her heart had already drifted to the Watcher Fortress, and she had no intention of caring about this. Kind of bad thing.

"My army needs to rush to the fortress immediately. The soldiers on the front line are waiting for our support."

The Duke's second son seemed relieved, "Of course, Your Highness. It is Jean who is my father who is waiting here to provide you with a batch of supplies and to serve as your guide."

"Please take a rest in the town. I will return to the camp immediately and hand over the supplies to your army."

Catherine nodded, "Go as soon as possible, Sir. The orc army is approaching, and I hope you can focus on protecting the people of the kingdom and the family's territory, instead of thinking randomly."

"I follow your teachings!"

Smollett led the knights away.

Not long after he left, Ofina approached Catherine.

"Your Highness, we have bad news."