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The morning light squeezed in through the cracks in the window, casting a long, slanted patch of light on the stone floor.

Ron opened his eyes and heard the sound of the troops breaking camp outside the window.

After resting overnight in Giant Rock Territory, the lightly wounded personnel had recovered, while the seriously wounded remained in Giant Rock Territory to recuperate.

The undiluted solution is more effective than any medicine; it can even save someone who isn't already dead.

Ron contracted all the spirit insects he had obtained, and put all the cordyceps and spirit insects into a jade box and took them away.

They were ready to move on to the next target.

Two directions lay before him.

To the east, beyond the Blackrock Mountains, lies another vast expanse of new frontier. But Ron merely glanced at the map and shook his head.

The lords over there were much like him, both poor bastards on the front lines of the new territory, with nothing to their name, so taking them down would be a waste of time.

"Head south," he instructed Hart.

The further south one goes, the longer it takes to expand one's territory, and the wealthier the lord becomes.

Although he might be stronger, Ron is fighting against elites.

He can only bring out the potential of his subordinates by fighting elite troops. He doesn't care if they die; only those who survive are the elites worth cultivating.

He has plenty of raw materials and plenty of serfs; he can raise another three to five thousand men in just two months.

Trading those hastily trained soldiers for the elite troops carefully cultivated by the lords is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

After determining the next target, Ron sent Hart with the advance troops to set off first.

He led the main force and followed behind.

Although Ron would leave about a hundred men to guard each territory he conquered, the number of Ron's troops not only did not decrease, but remained at around a thousand one or two.

This is the effect of submitting to a territory, like Karl, the heir to Blackrock.

When attacking Black Bear Territory, they charged faster than anyone else, leading the soldiers of Black Stone Territory to climb the city walls.

Ron was very satisfied with their fighting spirit, and after the war he gave the Blackrock Territory soldiers normal treatment, including their armor and weapons.

Now it's the knights of the Stonehenge's turn to shine.

If they were smart enough, they would know what to do.

If they're not smart enough, Ron wouldn't mind putting them in the cannon fodder camp.

After the group had been traveling for most of the day, a scout rode back from the front.

He quickly ran to Ron's horse and knelt on one knee: "My lord, I have found out the news."

The four baronies to the south are Tomato, Melon, Floral, and Edamame.

An alliance has been formed.

Ron listened without much expression on his face, only giving a soft "hmm".

"An alliance?" Ron scoffed.

"Perfect for taking them all in one go."

The four baronies in the south were already rife with internal conflicts, and the two territories were even preparing to fight each other.

However, they were terrified when they heard that the River Bend Territory to the north had annexed six territories in two days.

The lords quickly gathered together, put aside their differences, and prepared to jointly defend against Ron.

Ron wasn't surprised when he heard the news.

If he hadn't been so fast, wiping out three territories in a single day and not giving the Aries territories time to react, those three territories would probably have had to coordinate their actions.

Ron was not surprised at all that the territories to the south had now formed an alliance upon receiving the news.

We'll just fight however we want. It'll just mean bigger losses and a longer battle.

The final result will not change.

With two Tier 1 combatants like me, how dare you try to stop me?

Tomato Territory was the first to clash with Ron in the south.

Melon Territory, Blooming Flower Territory, and Edamame Territory all sent their main forces to help defend the city.

According to the scouts, "Tomato Castle now has at least six or seven hundred soldiers, five high-ranking knights as squires, and several mid- to low-ranking squires."

There were also a lot of defensive weapons on the city wall, almost filling it completely.

Ron seemed to be deep in thought.

The information provided by the old cripple, who held these baronies, was also mentioned, but it wasn't as detailed.

At least the information regarding strength is not that precise; some of it is even information from one or two years ago.

All I know is that these people have ordinary backgrounds; the strongest one is only married to a count's daughter, and the others are just ordinary relationships based on mutual benefit.

That was enough for Ron; he only cared whether these people had money.

Whether these people will still have their backgrounds after the civil war in the duchy is over is another matter. Even if they do, it's uncertain whether they will fight Ron for these interests.

Although their combined strength was considerable, it was still not enough for Ron.

Ron ordered his troops to march directly to Tomato Castle; he had no intention of using any tricks.

It's a complete sweep!

If you try to flank and attack the other territories, they can also attack your base. It's better to have a decisive battle.

Tomato collar.

Baron Vito stood on the city wall, looking at Hart and his men who had arrived earlier outside the city, his heart heavy.

He had already received news from his ally that Ron's army was less than ten miles from the castle.

It seems they are preparing to launch a full-scale attack on Tomato Territory, and the other three lords also understand the principle of mutual dependence.

He personally led the most elite forces of his territory to help defend the city, leaving only a small portion of his own troops to guard it.

Looking at the soldiers and knights filling the city walls, Baron Tomato's confidence soared.

No matter how powerful your River Bend Territory is, even if you have official knights, so what?

If you want to take this place, how can you expect to lose four or five hundred men?

Four or five hundred people have died. Even if you take this place, you won't be able to hold it from here.

In Baron Tomato's view, the best outcome would be Ron's siege failing.

The casualties were too great, forcing them to withdraw, and both sides took a break.

If we're lucky, we can severely damage several of Ron's main forces while defending the city, and maybe even force him to give up some benefits.

But Baron Tomato's illusions were quickly shattered.

After the main force of the River Bend arrived, they didn't even say a word to persuade them to surrender, and directly brought out the siege weapons that had been prepared in advance.

Ladders, battering rams, and protective shield vehicles lined up in a row, like an iron-gray wall pressing down on the city wall.

The siege was initially quite close.

There were also many defenders. Arrows rained down from the city walls, and boiling oil and stones were poured down alternately. Several knights who climbed onto the city wall were stabbed down by the defenders.

Even the bald man who suddenly appeared was entangled by three or four high-ranking knights and couldn't break through the defenses for a while.

But soon, Ron drew his sword and swung it.

The hundred or so men who remained with him joined the battle, all charging towards one of the city walls.

Then the defenders were dumbfounded. One of the knights, trembling, held his longsword in shock and exclaimed:

"How is this possible? They're all knights!!"

This is the Little Garden Knights that Ron always kept by his side.

There were over a hundred low-ranking knight squires, and a few mid-ranking knight squires as well, all dressed in armor and carrying knight's longswords.

The defending knights were all engaged in battle, and there weren't enough knights available to stop them.

All we could do was watch as these people simultaneously unleashed their fighting spirit and charged towards a city wall, which was then instantly cleared out within two minutes.

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Baron Tomato swallowed hard, watching in horror as the group of knights charged toward the other walls in formation.

The guards on the city wall were cut down like radishes and cabbages.

The situation on the entire battlefield became completely one-sided after this knightly order appeared.

Ron, on the other hand, leisurely peeled a tangerine and popped it into his mouth.

That's it? You want to trade injuries with me?

I have a hundred ways to kill you! A hundred ways!