Chapter 151： Bait (below)

"Colin, would it be useful if you sent that Cathy to the East Barracks?"

In the palace, Queen Aisha raised her head from a pile of government documents, stretched her waist, and unreservedly showed the beautiful curve in front of Colin.

"Why is it useless?" Colin smiled, his eyes unceremoniously admiring the half-elf beauty in front of him.

Queen Aisha personally poured Colin a glass of deer blood wine, and also poured herself a glass, and said in doubt: "We just lied to each other with Prince William once, will they be fooled again?"

Colin drank the deer blood wine, then asked: "Do you know how hunters in the north hunt ice wolves?"

Queen Aisha shook her head. Although she didn't understand why Colin suddenly changed the subject, she still looked at Colin with bright eyes and motioned him to continue.

"The ice wolves, especially the white wolves, are extremely difficult prey.

Their combat effectiveness is extremely strong, most hunters will not choose to fight head-on with them, because the ice white wolf dying counterattack will make the hunter pay a painful price, so the best way is to use traps.

However, the ice white wolf is very smart, and when they encounter the small animal carcass that is obviously wrong in the forest, they will not touch it at all, because they also understand that it is most likely a bait set by the hunter.

The old spicy hunter's response to this was to chase behind the white wolf of the ice plain, constantly harassing it, not giving it a chance to fight to the death, but at the same time, not allowing it to hunt at ease.

Over time, the Icefield White Wolf will be tortured by exhaustion and hunger. At this time, it will not be able to bear it again when it encounters the carcass of a small animal that may be a bait.

Even if the hunter's trap is very likely in front, it will be lucky and feel that if it swallows the bait, it may have the power to fight back. "

Queen Aisha nodded thoughtfully: "So, Cathy is the bait you throw out. Even if it is easy to be seen by the Marquis of Vincent, you also think he can't help this temptation."

"Yes. The current Eastern Army is a white wolf who is extremely exhausted and in a dilemma. Throw it at this time with a bait. Even if it knows it may be a trap, it can't help biting it down."

"Indeed." Queen Aisha's eyes were bright, her tall and beautiful nose and slightly tight red lips made her reveal a calm and intelligent temperament, "but how do I feel that your strategy seems a little impatient?"

Colin sighed and nodded: "Yes, it is true. In fact, our best way is to continue to consume with the Easterners. The surplus food in Silvermoon City is sufficient, but the Easterners are caught by the black cavalry. Cut off, they can't get supplies.

As long as there is a stalemate in this way for two or three months, the people of the East will really be in a dilemma.

Throwing the bait out now, it might usher in a violent counterattack from the East. "

"Then why are you still..."

Colin motioned to Queen Aisha to pour herself another glass of wine, frowned and said: "I'm worried about the North."

"Northern?"

"Yes. I haven't received a letter from Bingyan City for a long time. I suspect that the eastern army outside the city blocked the news."

"Why are you worried about the northern border?"

"Because I gradually realized that my judgment on the two things might have been a bit biased."

"Which two?"

Colin drank another glass of deer blood wine and said in deep thought: "The first thing is the messenger behind Sith Savoy.

At first I thought it was the Duke of St. Hild who instigated him to kill Vera, but now I think the truth may not be the case.

Sith was actually introduced to me by Prince Okamoto, which shows that the Savoy family is connected with trolls.

So, is it possible that the assassination of Vera was actually instigated by the troll behind the scenes, just to completely trigger the contradiction between the North and the East, so that they can get a chance to breathe.

And the second thing was that the black cavalry encountered ambush in Shadow Canyon.

This incident seems to be the Duke of St. Hild's attempt to remove the unstable factors within the northern territory.

But when you think about it, there are problems. How can the Duke of St. Hilde let the people of the East to cooperate with him to get rid of his brother? Don’t the people of the East worry that this is a trap set by the Saint Hild brothers deliberately acting? "

"So, you suspect that this series of incidents are all trolls' conspiracy?"

"It is indeed possible. But I also doubt that the trolls are really capable of completing such a grand layout? When did they have such a huge influence in the Glory Empire? Can they mobilize so many forces to serve their plans?"

"Maybe the troll has other collaborators in the Glory Empire."

"Yes. It is possible that the Duke of St. Hild will also be involved. Although he is not the mastermind behind the scenes, he is probably a coordinator. After all, these two things are obviously beneficial to him."

"Then what is your worry?"

"I am worried that the Duke of St. Hilde accidentally set fire to his body, causing the already weak Northern Territory to fall into chaos again... Therefore, I can't spend this time with the Easterners. I want to end this battle as soon as possible!"

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The East Army Camp.

Cathy looked at the sight of the Marquis of Vincent as if it were substantive, and she was puzzled.

After a while, she gritted her teeth and said truthfully: "Yes, my lord, I am indeed sent by Viscount Anglia."

The Marquis of Vincent smiled triumphantly and liked his wit, then he leaned back in his chair for a while and asked: "Then why did he send you here?"

"He asked me to tell you that there will be a rebellion at the southern gate of Silvermoon City tonight, and the huge stones blocking the gate will be cleared, and your army can take this opportunity to rush into the city..."

"Hehe, when my army rushes in, you will find that there are heavy soldiers in the city, and they will be ready to fight. Then my army is stuck at the southern city gate, and the black cavalry outside the city can just shoot out from behind, attacking on both sides. Right?"

"Yes." Cathy lowered her head, seemingly afraid to look at Marquis Vincent's eyes.

"Bad tactics, hehe, do you really think I will be fooled..."

The Marquis of Vincent paused suddenly, he seemed to realize something, he got up from his seat suddenly, and walked back and forth in the camp.

Cathy looked up cautiously, and saw the struggle on the face of Marquis Vincent.

For a long time, he suddenly stopped and asked again: "Do you know the specific deployment of the half-elf army in South City?"

Cathy shook her head embarrassedly: "My lord, this...how could I know..."

The Marquis of Vincent fell into contemplation again, the anxiety on his face seemed to overflow.

He had realized that the current situation might be a turnaround opportunity for the Pegasus Legion, and the open South City Gate was a decoy Colin placed in front of him.

Although knowing that there is a trap behind the bait, the Marquis of Vincent couldn't help but want to give it a try...

At this time, he was like a gambler who lost anxiously, as long as the dealer gave him any chance of winning, he would be eager to crush his net worth.

Attempt to turn over in a round.

Finally, the Marquis of Vincent hit his palm with a heavy punch and said cruelly:

"Okay! Colin Angele, let us see if you trapped the Pegasus Legion to death, or the Pegasus Legion ate your bait and tore your snare!"