Chapter 150 William's Old Dream

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Alaric watched the three lords lead their army toward Alverton. For the mission of recapturing the town, he sent Fredrinn and Arthur together with fifteen Knights to follow the three lords into battle. At this moment, a figure on a horse appeared next to him. "Are you sure about this, my lord? This might incur the displeasure of those three lords." Alaric turned his head and saw that it was William. The old man promised that he would join the orc subjugation and he really came. Furthermore, he even brought the former mercenary group led by Jeffrey. At this moment, William was wearing his cuirass- an armor that covered his torso, made from steel, leather, and other materials. After he had put on this armor, William no longer looked like the neighborhood old man that he was when Alaric first met him. He now looked like a seasoned commander who had been through numerous battles. Alaric didn't respond to his question and asked. "Sir William, do you know what's the most important to an army?" The old man furrowed his eyebrows, but he still replied. "It should be skilled soldiers and effective battle formations." Alaric nodded. "That's true, but the most important factor in an army is their leader. A capable leader knows how to differentiate between right and wrong. If the subordinates make a mistake, then it's the leader's duty to punish them." He then looked at the more than two hundred warriors disappearing in the distance, his eyes indifferent and cold. "This principle must be strictly followed to ensure that the soldiers will make the most optimal decisions." He squeezed his legs, urging his horse to move. While doing this, he beckoned to the old man, signaling for him to follow. Seeing this, William kicked his horse and matched his pace. "If the army has a weak leader, no soldiers would be willing to follow him." Alaric's words drifted into his ears. William didn't expect to hear this from a young man who wasn't even 20. He almost thought that he was speaking to a seasoned commander. It wasn't just him, Lord Ermac and Lord Elvin were similarly dumbstruck by the massacre they were witnessing. In just a blink of an eye, the more than fifty orc warriors guarding the western gates were killed. Discover exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire "They killed those beasts just like that..." Lord Ermac mumbled with his eyes wide open. "Are those warriors the elites of House Silversword?" Muttered Lord Reno with knitted eyebrows. "They should be. They don't move like regular soldiers. Didn't you feel their aura? Fifteen of them are Knights and the two leading them are Elite Knights."Lord Elvin, a bald middle-aged man with a thick beard uttered in a serious voice. Fredrinn glanced at the three lords who had just reached the western gates and said. "My lords, from this point on, you will be the vanguard. Your task is to kill as many orc warriors as you can." The three lords frowned, dissatisfaction evident on their faces. They were lords from noble households and they felt that it was beneath them to follow a commoner's instructions. "What about you then? What will you guys be doing?" Lord Elvin snorted. Fredrinn could sense their dissatisfaction, but he couldn't care less about their feelings. With a cold voice, he replied. "Our task is to eliminate the orc generals." Hearing this, the three lords were shocked. According to the scout, there were four orc generals inside the town, but this was only a conservative estimate. There could be more of them hidden in the town, but this guy actually dared to say that they would eliminate those fearsome creatures with only fifteen warriors. However, thinking about the ferocity they showed earlier, the three lords realized that it might be possible. "Alright. We'll leave the orc generals to you." Lord Ermac agreed with a forced smile. Dealing with the orc warriors was much better than fighting the orc generals. Fredrinn nodded and made a hand gesture, instructing his men to make a path for the three lord's soldiers. The three lords nodded to each other with solemn faces. "Let's go!" Lord Ermac shouted.

Chapter 150 William's Old Dream

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