Chapter 46: Chapter 46: Exterminating the Snow Swearers
Louis woke up and habitually opened the Daily Intelligence System.
The recent daily intelligence hasn’t been of much direct use. Great Intelligence System, please provide some good intel.
[Daily Intelligence Update Completed]
[1: Due to the increasing madness of the Snow Swearers, Duke Edmund has decided to summon the vassals to eradicate them in one strike.]
[2: Knight Reserves Weir has activated his bloodline, officially becoming an Apprentice Knight.]
[3: A group of Ice Armor Bears is expected to pass through the northern part of the Red Tide Territory tomorrow afternoon.]
Louis’s gaze swept over the intelligence screen, and today’s updates seemed quite useful.
The first piece of intelligence caught his attention: Duke Edmund has decided to eradicate the Snow Swearers in one strike.
This news made Louis somewhat happy, yet he also felt a tinge of worry.
The Snow Swearers, being the largest terror rebellion organization in the Northern Territory, have been increasingly rampant.
Recently, they’ve not only attacked multiple small territories but also kidnapped nobility and knights for horrific, evil sacrificial rituals.
Although these riots are still some distance from the Red Tide Territory, what if they extend their reach there?
The massive scale and frenzied methods of the Snow Swearers stirred anxiety in Louis.
His current forces were simply insufficient to deal with such a rebellious organization.
However, Edmund Duke’s move to eradicate this organization is undoubtedly a blessing for the Northern Territory.
But his gaze sank again.
According to the Northern Territory Expansion Order, he is nominally considered a vassal of Duke Edmund, or rather the entire Northern Territory is his vassals.
"I definitely need to respond to the summons," Louis whispered to himself.
The situation in the Northern Territory is turbulent and unsettling, and as a vassal, he must deploy troops to quell the rebellion at the Duke’s call.
Yet, the Red Tide Territory has just stabilized, and the troops he commands are still weak.
If they engage in a rebellion suppression campaign, losses are inevitable.
But then Louis remembered one thing—he has the Daily Intelligence System.
This powerful tool had already kept him safe through many crises.
Using the system, Louis can detect potential threats on the battlefield in advance, avoiding direct confrontations.
It could even allow the Red Tide Territory to seize more resources amidst the turmoil, enhancing its strength.
"Armies throw back the invaders, and earth blocks the flood." With this thought, he felt much more relaxed.
Louis continued reading the intelligence, his eyes landing on the second update.
"Weir has officially become an Apprentice Knight, activating his bloodline."
He was slightly surprised but then a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.
With the help of the Daily Intelligence System, he had long foreseen this moment.
Moreover, Weir’s future is not just as a mere Apprentice Knight; he will become one of the strongest forces in the Red Tide Territory.
"Truly destined to be a future Peak Knight," Louis couldn’t help but exclaim, nodding in satisfaction.
He then looked at the third piece of intelligence: "Ice Armor Bears have awakened from hibernation and are expected to pass through the northern part of the Red Tide Territory tomorrow afternoon."
Adult Ice Armor Bears are extremely dangerous magic creatures.
They stand at a height of 7.2 meters, their skin covered with a natural layer of Ice Crystal, almost impervious to any attack.
Their forepaws have evolved into half-meter-long Cold Iron Claws, releasing cold pulses when hunting, instantly freezing the blood of their prey.
There wasn’t a hint of worry on Louis’s face; instead, a faint smile emerged.
"For me, this is actually a good thing," he whispered to himself.
Although powerful and fierce, Ice Armor Bears aren’t much of a threat to his current combat power.
Moreover, their meat is incredibly valuable, capable of enhancing a knight’s flesh and Fighting Energy.
This serves as a perfect reward for his knights and the eight Knight Reserves under his care.
Additionally, these knights have not experienced battle for quite a while. The presence of the Ice Armor Bears can also ignite their desire for combat and training enthusiasm.
He immediately summoned Lambert: "Lambert, gather all knights and archers, prepare to head north for hunting."
Lambert asked no questions, responding promptly and going to arrange the related matters.
......
An urgent report quickly flew into Duke Edmund’s study.
"Report: One territory in the Northern Territory encountered a Snow Swearers attack, all civilians were killed, and the nobility and knights were taken away."
This brief line of text exploded like a massive bomb in the Duke’s heart.
This is the sixth incident of its kind in the past two months.
The atrocities of the Snow Swearers are becoming more rampant, causing every inch of land in the Northern Territory to tremble with unease.
"Damn Snow Swearers!"
Duke Edmund suddenly stood up, sweeping the documents on his desk to the floor.
The Snow Swearers were once a surviving force of the Snow Country, gradually becoming desperados following the Empire’s conquest.
Now, entangled in hatred, this organization is igniting their fire of vengeance across the Northern Territory.
"These aren’t just bandits anymore; we need to strike hard!"
The flames of anger raged in the Duke’s heart, and he knew he must eradicate this threat before the Northern Territory could regain peace.
Even if they cannot completely wipe them out, they must cut off their hands so they dare not plunder the territories at will.
That evening, the Duke summoned the senior members of his family, military advisors, strategists, and key generals for an emergency meeting.
"We can’t wait any longer. Deploy all vassals, gather the army, and divide our forces to encircle and annihilate the Snow Swearers’ base!"
Under the Duke’s instruction, all family members began discussing in detail how to deal with the storm.
The meeting plunged into intense strategic discussions, with strategists starting to formulate specific battle plans.
"We will divide our forces to besiege the Snow Swearers’ bases, ensuring no stone unturned. Meanwhile, heavy forces will guard the borders to prevent the Northern Tribe from exploiting any weakness..."
The Duke instructed, "Notify all vassals to gather and prepare to attack; make sure to depart on time."
As the meeting was drawing to a close, a strategist asked, "Duke, should we include those newly arrived Southern Pioneer Lords in this operation?"
Duke Edmund sneered, his eyes filled with disdain: "All of them! Southern Pioneer Lords?
These people are nothing but worthless offspring of nobility; besides, when they die, those big shots in the South won’t even care. Let’s send them to die too!"
His tone revealed blatant contempt for the Southern Pioneer Lords.
The Emperor’s original Northern Territory Expansion Order had asked the southern nobility to send sons to develop frontier lands, using their strength to stabilize the Northern Territory.
In reality, they merely sent a few dispensable corners to pacify the Emperor.
Since that’s the case, let’s take the opportunity of this campaign to eliminate these useless troubles.
After the meeting, the Duke immediately began implementing the plan.
The knights quickly took action, delivering orders to every vassal to ensure all armies could gather on time.
The entire Northern Territory, like a slumbering beast, began to slowly awaken, preparing for the bloody battle ahead.
Standing upon the high tower of Frost Halberd City, Duke Edmund coldly overlooked the lands about to be engulfed in flames.