That is precisely why.
When Lynn learned that the Ducas Clan’s Sword and Shield Corps was facing an attack from Marquis Polk.
He decisively launched an attack on the Manor Lords who supported Viscount Jon Zack!
He needed to strike while Jon Zack was without external support.
While Jon Zack was gathering all the Manor Lords together.
To take the initiative!
To completely annihilate the Manor Lords supporting him.
In order to weaken Jon Zack’s overall strength!
However, Lynn also understood.
This was simply impossible to achieve!
The marching speed of the soldiers, the distances between towns, the transmission of intelligence between Manor Lords...
Lynn felt.
The 3,800 soldiers led by Rose and Wesley.
If nothing unexpected happens, they can at most only annihilate the two supporter Manor Lords in Alba Town.
But on second thought.
That would be enough!
Even if it’s just to eliminate two Manor Lords supporting Jon Zack.
The degree of weakening would not be very noticeable.
However, as long as two Manor Lords can be eliminated.
He can seize all the wealth, food, and labor force from their two estates!
These are the most essential needs for the continued developnt of his territory!
As for annihilating the two Manor Lords, which might provoke Jon Zack’s hostility...
Lynn’s expression turned stern.
When Jon Zack arranged for Zock Manor Lord to dispatch spies, infiltrating Morgan Town, harboring ambitions for his territory.
He and Jon Zack were already on opposing sides!
There was no hatred, nor any grudges.
Purely a conflict of territorial sovereignty and interests!
The only connection is that the Zak Clan was once conferred the title of Viscount by the Marquis Duca personally.
A gust of breeze brought Lynn back from his thoughts.
Retracting his gaze from outside the castle, Lynn stepped forward, heading towards the Manor Castle ahead.
As he walked, Lynn spoke to Red.
"Prepare hot water, I want to take a bath!"
Red imdiately responded, "Yes, sir!"
......
"Hyah~ Hyah~ Hyah~"
Under the night sky.
Along a narrow path amidst a forest.
Six figures riding on horseback galloped continually within.
They held torches in their hands.
But due to the fast speed of the horses.
The flas of the torches almost transford into long lines of fire.
Perhaps because they were overly familiar with the forest paths.
Even though the road ahead was dark, the cavalry did not reduce the speed of their horses in the slightest.
Thud thud~ Thud thud~
The iron-shod hooves incessantly landed on the ground.
A continuous sound of steps reverberated through the forest.
So birds and beasts perched on tree trunks, startled, flew away swiftly, producing sounds of wings flapping while fleeing.
An hour later.
The cavalry team finally burst out of the forest.
At the forefront of the cavalry team.
A burly man in chain armor tightened the reins in his right hand.
The horse beneath him, feeling the tautness transmitted by the reins, gradually slowed its pace.
At the sa ti.
The burly man raised his left hand, clenched in a fist, hovering beside him.
The five cavalryn following behind him, seeing the burly man’s gesture.
Without needing verbal instructions, they all understood to rein in and slow down their horses.
They stopped their mounts and rode up to the burly man’s side, inquiring.
"Guard Captain Walter, we are still within the bounds of Alba Town."
"There is still a distance to Morgan Town."
"Stopping now, wouldn’t it be..."
One of the cavalry’s words was cut off.
Zock Connally Manor Guard Captain Walter cast a glance sideways.
The soldier imdiately shut his mouth obediently.
Walter withdrew his gaze and looked towards a piece of uncultivated weed land ahead.
He said in a deep voice, "As a native of Alba Town, don’t I know how extensive the bounds of Alba Town are?"
Embarrassnt filled the faces of several cavalryn.
Walter continued, "The reason for stopping here is to avoid being noticed by Morgan’s soldiers once again!"
At this point.
Sothing flashed across Walter’s mind.
He addressed the cavalryman who had spoken earlier.
"Eddie, I’ll ask you once more."
"Are you sure the reconnaissance of Morgan Town you reported to a few days ago was accurate?"
"This is not Connelly Manor, feel free to speak your mind."
Hearing the doubt in Walter’s words, Eddie, the cavalryman, raised his eyebrows imdiately.
He asked with so surprise, "Guard Captain Walter, do you not trust us?"
Not only Eddie.
The other cavalryn also cast questioning glances at Walter.
Feeling their peculiar gaze.
Walter’s expression turned somber, and he explained,
"It’s not that I don’t trust you."
"But have you considered that the information you reported to might sound like misinformation to others?"
"A small Morgan Town, having four to five hundred fully-ard armored soldiers!"
"Do you understand what that implies?"
Eddie and the other cavalryn fell silent.
Walter went on, "If he has enough horses, he can completely form a heavy cavalry with those four to five hundred armored soldiers!"
"In the towns of Morgan and Alba, mostly flat, they can move unimpeded!"
Walter’s tone shifted.
"One could even say he could annihilate any Manor Lord in the small towns near Kakasong City who offends him."
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