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If Ron joins the enemy's battle formation.

The other party promised that Ron would own all the spoils of war.

The Cavaliers League will provide half of the logistical support.

At the same time, the two sides reached an alliance to defend against any attacks by sea creatures or orc demigods.

They would all come to help immediately.

The next morning, Ron invited the envoy of the Knights Alliance to his temporary study.

The study was converted from a side room, and there are still several unrepaired cracks in the wall.

However, neither side took these things to heart.

Ron didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point:

"I've made up my mind. The Silver Duchy is willing to join the Green Knights Alliance to fight together against the evil sea creatures and orcs."

The messenger was delighted upon hearing this: "Your Excellency, you are truly a knight with a heart full of justice."

"The alliance welcomes you. We believe that with your participation, this war will ultimately be won."

After speaking, he took out a scroll of magic contracts from his bosom and unfolded it:

"This is the alliance's covenant framework, which I have brought with me. If you have any suggestions for modification after reviewing it, please mark them down, and I will take it back and forward it to the alliance's higher-ups."

Ron took the parchment and scanned it. The contents were simpler than he had expected, without too much red tape.

Ron carefully examined every clause in the contract to prevent the other party from tampering with it.

This is essential, because business alliances love to do this.

It has scammed a lot of people!

Fortunately, after Ron checked it over, he didn't find any problems. It seems that the Knights Alliance came with sincerity.

Ron replied with satisfaction, "I've read the content, there are no problems."

However, there's one thing I'd like to confirm: to what extent does the "mutual support" mentioned in the covenant specifically refer to?

The envoy replied, "The Alliance garrison can enter the Silver Duchy for defense, but command remains with you. The Alliance will not interfere in the Duchy's internal affairs."

If the Silver Duchy is subjected to a large-scale attack, the Alliance will prioritize mobilizing troops from neighboring members to provide support.

"But at the same time, if we have any large-scale operations, the Silver Duchy will also need to provide some cooperation."

After listening, Ron had a general idea of ​​what was going on, and it seemed reasonable.

So he didn't press the matter further, picked up a pen, signed his name at the end of the parchment, and then affixed the ducal seal:

"It's a pleasure working with you!!"

The envoy carefully put away the parchment and happily replied, "It's a pleasure working with you!"

Ron signed an alliance with the Green Knights.

The other three companies, though disappointed, still offered their congratulations, as at least they had found a breakthrough.

After seeing off several envoys, Ron turned his attention back to the reconstruction of Silver City.

He dispatched excavators, which played a decisive role in this reconstruction.

The surviving residents affectionately call these excavators "Iron Oxen!"

With Palin and the others overseeing the reconstruction, Ron has one more thing to do.

That was Dick's funeral!

Although Dick's abilities and title were not particularly impressive.

But his position in the duchy was that of a true minister of the Imperial Council.

We still need to make some arrangements.

The funeral was simple, held in a dilapidated church.

But the people who came were no ordinary people; they were all powerful figures at the highest levels of the principality.

Laun, Perrin, Hart, Abaddon, Gray... and so on.

They all came from the initial development of the river bend area.

Now they all hold high positions.

Dick was not the first among these people to fall, nor would he be the last.

Ron also made a brief appearance during the funeral and issued a decree.

Dick's family was granted the title of Earl, which was inherited by his three-year-old son.

Old Dick was so moved that he wept bitterly, and knelt down before Ron, embracing the young Earl.

"loyalty!!"

The others also expressed their loyalty.

As a grand duke, Ron did not linger at the funeral.

After making a brief appearance, they went back.

He will now officially participate in the battle against the sea creatures.

Even now, the sea creatures have received the news.

All of the principality's maritime trade was attacked and brought to a complete standstill.

This served as a warning to Ron, and some of the sailors who escaped claimed that...

A large number of sea creatures are gathering in the near sea, heading straight for the duchy's port.

So war is coming soon, and Ron is still very busy.

Sure enough, just three or four days later, the largest port in the principality...

Shinanhua Port was attacked by sea creatures.

Upon receiving the battle report, Ron immediately dispatched his legion to provide support.

He now commands an army of over 100,000.

Apart from all the knights of the Silver Dragon Knights, the original ordinary soldiers and the newly recruited ones, there were only a few thousand knight squires in total.

The main problem was insufficient training time, which led to the conflict with the sea creatures.

Otherwise, given enough time, there could definitely be tens of thousands more knights.

Now we can only use combat as training.

However, there is also an advantage: the original essence is no longer lacking.

Ron didn't need to bother hunting them; they all came ashore together.

The number of kills the soldiers made in a day was enough to feed them for half a month.

So although the losses were considerable, the legion's strength grew rapidly!

After Ron did the math, it seemed like a pretty good deal.

He had already ridden Margaret to the battlefield to fight.

But it was later withdrawn.

This left those level-three sea creatures somewhat confused.

However, they also consciously reduced the frequency of personally going to the battlefield.

The Silver Principality is not their main target of attack; teaching them a lesson and showing their attitude is enough.

Besides, they are all at the third rank, and they are prominent figures in their respective races. What kind of nonsense is it for them to fight on the battlefield every day?

The key issue is that even if you go up there, you still can't win; you can get beaten black and blue in a group fight.

Without a demigod, they really couldn't do anything to those dragon knights.

So let's let our subordinates and those sea monsters wear down the enemy.

Anyway, that's their advantage.

Little did they know that their decision played right into Ron's hands.

I wish I could give the other person a thumbs up.

Ron then completely disappeared from the battlefield.

They would spend their days drinking and making merry in the back, and occasionally go to the small garden to enjoy themselves.

Three months later...

Ron's army of 100,000 was filtered out, leaving only 40,000.

All of those who survived were filled with a murderous aura.

Daily life-or-death battles, coupled with ample supplies of elixir and potions.

Even the lowest-ranking ones became low-ranking knight squires, and many talented individuals were also selected, with the potential to become full-fledged knights in the future.

Conservative estimates suggest that at least 300,000 of the sea creatures on the opposite side have died.