As the night darkened, the banquet in the palace finally came to an end.
After sending off the guests, Queen Aisha looked back and saw Duke Medewin standing in the shadows with a stern face.
"Your Majesty, I did what you asked..."
Queen Aisha smiled: "Very good."
"That... Charlie..."
"William, you are my son, so Charlie is naturally my grandson. But this grandson is too naughty, of course I need to help you discipline. Charlie lives with me these days, so don't worry."
The scene where Queen Aisha calls William, who is older than her, her son is very strange, but it is still true.
Duke Medewin had a bitter face, but he didn't dare to violate Queen Aisha's will, so he nodded and bowed his head.
"I didn't expect you to be a grandmother." Colin walked over and joked.
Queen Aisha glanced at Colin with a charming look, and groaned: "Are you despising me for being old?"
"How come? I even suspect that the elf blood on your body is too strong, I am afraid that you will become a'longevity seed'."
Queen Aisha giggled, shook her head and said: "A half-elf can't become a'longevity'."
Afterwards, she reduced her smile and asked with some worry: "Is it really appropriate for you to ask William to do this kind of thing? He is actually...not smart."
"Because he is'not smart', I chose him." Colin said with a smile, "The lies of an honest person are like fishbone in rice, hard to detect, but they can inadvertently pierce your throat. "
Queen Aisha savored it for a while before she agreed and nodded: "Well, it does make sense. What shall we do next?"
"The following is of course opening the city gates to welcome Marquis Vincent into Silvermoon City."
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Three days later, Viscount Alston left Silvermoon City and came to Red Maple Manor.
At this time, the Red Maple Manor had been requisitioned by the Eastern Army and completely became a huge military camp.
Viscount Alston walked all the way into the manor and saw Marquis Vincent who was having dinner in the restaurant.
"Master Marquis!"
"Viscount Alston, you have worked hard all the way, let's eat first."
"Yes."
The two finished their dinner quickly but gracefully, and then Marquis Vincent asked, "What's the situation with Silvermoon City and his party?"
"On the surface, everything is going well. Queen Aisha has agreed to your two conditions, and even Viscount Anglia has expressed willingness to loyal to the East."
"Oh?" Marquis Vincent raised his eyebrows, "Why did Viscount Angley betray the North?"
"According to him, it was because he discovered that the Duke of St. Hilde was going to sacrifice Vera as an excuse to enter the half-elf kingdom, and Vera was the beloved person of Viscount Anglia, so he was right. The Duke of St. Hilde is resentful."
"Just because of a woman?" Marquis Vincent asked suspiciously.
"Yes. In addition, Vera did not die in the half-elf palace this time, and it was also the credit of Viscount Anglia. Obviously he was also worried that this move would anger the Duke of St. Hilde, and even the failure of the North in the half-elf kingdom. Blame him."
"Well, this is a bit more reasonable." Marquis Vincent groaned, but then asked again, "Then why do you even say ‘all goes well on the surface’?"
"Because I found out that Viscount Angele still concealed something from us."
"What did he hide?"
"Hidden that there are still eight thousand black cavalry remnants in Silvermoon City at this time!"
"Black Cavalry?" The Marquis of Vincent immediately sat up straight, his face also serious.
Although the main force of the Black Cavalry had just been annihilated, the Marquis of Vincent already had a psychological shadow for this terrifying northern army.
In the situation of taking advantage of the situation in Shadow Canyon, the Pegasus Legion paid nearly twice the cost of casualties before winning the ambush.
For such a result, the Marquis of Vincent did not have the slightest joy of victory, and some were only deeply humiliated and fearful.
Therefore, he chose to continue to lead his army northward, hoping to achieve a hearty victory in Silvermoon City, to wash away the shame of Shadow Canyon.
But unexpectedly, there was a remnant black cavalry army in Silvermoon City.
"Who told you this news?"
"William Modywin."
"Do you believe him?"
"I know William, he shouldn't lie to me. Moreover, I have asked several other half-elf nobles who have made friends with the East. They all said that they have seen a black cavalry enter Silvermoon City."
"What about Queen Aisha? What is her attitude?"
"She is probably a puppet raised up in the North, and what she said may not be believed."
The Marquis of Vincent nodded and frowned: "So, they just succumbed to us, wanting to paralyze us?"
"should be."
"Haha, really arrogant!" The Marquis of Vincent looked a bit sullen, "How many troops are there in Silvermoon City now?"
"William told me that the Silvermoon Guard of the Half-Elven Kingdom had just gone through a coup and suffered heavy losses. Although it urgently added a batch of recruits and regained the organization of 30,000 people. Among them, the veterans with a certain degree of combat effectiveness are the most. Only 20,000 people.
In addition, it was the remnant black cavalry army of 8,000 men. "
"The Silver Moon Guard is not to be feared." Marquis Vincent waved his hand with a look of disdain.
But then, his tone became solemn again: "The key is the eight thousand black cavalry."
Viscount Alston nodded in agreement: "Yes, William also told me that the eight thousand black cavalry are not actually in Silvermoon City."
"Oh? Where are they?"
Viscount Alston came to the military map hung on the wall and pointed to a spot on it: "They are hiding on this hill southwest of Silvermoon City!"
Marquis Vincent squinted his eyes for a while, and suddenly smiled: "It seems that the Northern Territory is preparing to pretend to trick us into Silvermoon City, and then take advantage of our unpreparedness to control us, and then let the black knight hiding outside the city. The army suddenly launched an attack from the rear, rushing our army."
"Master Marquis is wise!"
The Marquis of Vincent snorted coldly, and UU read dismissively: "Such a clumsy strategy, haha, it seems that the Viscount Anglia, who is said to be the teacher of the Marquis of Garcia, is nothing more than that!"
"Of course!" Viscount Alston flattered, "What's more, even the Marquis of Garcia was defeated by your lord Marquis. What storm can he cause as a Viscount Anglia."
The Marquis of Vincent raised his chin, with a smug look on his face, and commanded loudly:
"I'll give you forty thousand people. Tomorrow, we will set off for Silvermoon City. After arriving, we will be surrounded outside the city. No matter how the half-elves and the Northern Territory are tempted, you should not enter the city.
Seal Silvermoon City to me, don't let any soldier come out!
I personally led an army of 60,000 to besieged and killed the remnant black cavalry army hiding outside the city.
This time, I want to completely let the black cavalry disappear on this continent! "
"Yes, Lord Marquis!"