Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 554 - 554 265 Investigating the Enemy Situation

554: Chapter 265: Investigating the Enemy Situation 554: Chapter 265: Investigating the Enemy Situation The internal military council was held in the fortress’s small meeting room.

Apart from the generals from Orland and Dinexion, the Kantadar side was represented only by the still-capable Count Lunaf and Baron Yevan.

Leon rested both arms on the table and carefully analyzed the several critical grain storage points marked with chess pieces by Count Lunaf.

These points would determine the survival of the alliance in the coming days.

Glade County was already struggling to supply its own army.

Count Eriv could not possibly produce more surplus grain to aid the Kantadar people in the Sobonitz Domain.

Resolving the alliance’s grain supply crisis was the most urgent and essential task at hand.

“Before the army retreats to the North Shore, the ‘Dor Camp’ on the South Bank holds a storage of five thousand lundans of grain…

‘Morton Town’ has around ten thousand lundans…

The large warehouse at ‘Ashford Port’ contains twenty-four thousand lundans…

‘Fenlidun City’ has twenty thousand lundans…

And ‘Hageshtan Castle’ reserves sixteen thousand lundans…” Count Lunaf carefully introduced the locations of these major grain warehouses.

The “lundans” were the Kantadar Kingdom’s unit for measuring grain, approximately equivalent to Orland’s “Mystic Stone.” This did not present any conversion difficulties for Leon.

At such a critical moment, he had no intention of pursuing past mistakes, such as why the bulk of the grain had not been transported to the North Shore in advance.

Perhaps due to limitations in transportation capacity?

Or maybe those young Eastern Lords once held overly optimistic hopes for a counteroffensive?

Regardless, discussing these issues at this point would be meaningless.

Leon only wanted to act quickly to reclaim those crucial grain resources—provided, of course, that the grain was still intact.

Accurately assessing transportation capacity was an essential prerequisite for subsequent planning.

Leon immediately posed a key question to Count Lunaf: “Count, how many supply wagons can your army currently assemble on the North Shore for transporting the grain?”

Count Lunaf quickly looked to his advisors, one of whom provided an immediate response: “My lord, there are currently fifty-four large four-wheeled wagons available on the North Shore.

Each wagon can transport approximately forty lundans of grain.”

However, this transport capacity was clearly far from sufficient to meet Leon’s needs.

His tone was resolute and unquestionable as he commanded, “It’s not enough.

No matter what measures you take—recruit craftsmen to build wagons urgently or forcibly requisition them from the civilian population—you must, within the shortest possible time, establish a supply convoy capable of transporting at least four thousand lundans of grain in a single trip.”

After issuing the command, Leon once again scrutinized the map’s chess piece markers, beginning to plan specific military operations in his mind: “Count, what are the undead army’s troop distributions and specific numbers at these five locations?”

Faced with Leon’s inquiry, Count Lunaf hesitated visibly, replying awkwardly: “…Before our retreat, Ashford Port suffered a fierce assault from the undead army.

I can confirm there were at least fifty thousand Corpse Ghosts besieging the city, including an elite undead force of significant strength.

As for the other locations… I currently have no accurate intelligence to provide.

Every time our scout riders ventured into the region beneath the undead’s oppressive shadow, fewer than one in ten returned…”

Leon fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.

He understood that it was not their fault.

Even if mortal sentinels could muster the bravery to traverse the despair-filled dead zone, they could still fall victim to the Soul Summoning Bell’s magical sound, which could forcibly extract their souls.

This sound was a magical effect that directly acted upon the spirits of living creatures—plugging one’s ears was futile.

However, now with the protection of the Guardian Spirit Holy Lamp, he could deploy teams for more thorough reconnaissance.

Naturally, he could not lead an army across the river to launch an attack without first understanding the enemy situation.

The primary tasks were to confirm whether the grain in these warehouses remained intact and to ascertain the undead troop distribution and the deployment of elite undead units.

Leon posed his next question to Count Lunaf: “Does your army still have enough fighters willing to cross the river and directly face the undead army?”

Before the count could respond, one of his vassal knights, unable to bear Baron Orland’s tone toward his lord, stepped forward and scoffed, “The knights of the Baldim family are always ready to cross the river to slay the undead!”

Unperturbed by the knight’s tone, Leon calmly replied, “Very well.

But I do not intend to launch an immediate attack.

I want you to organize two squads of rapid cavalry to cross the river and conduct reconnaissance at ‘Dor Camp’ and ‘Morton Town’… With your two wizards wielding the Guardian Spirit Holy Lamp, your warriors will be protected from the undead bell’s harm.” Considering morale, Leon assigned the two nearest infected areas to them.

Count Lunaf, seeing this, soothed his vassal knight slightly and immediately expressed his acceptance of Leon’s orders: “I’ll arrange this right away.”

As for Leon, he chose to personally undertake the most dangerous location.

After all, as one of the army’s rare spellcasters, he had no luxury of staying in the military headquarters: “I will personally lead the Avalon Cavalry to Ashford Port for reconnaissance.”

After stating this, he turned toward his own subordinates.

“Knight Glenn Soren, Knight Derek, and Knight Larian,” Leon called their names.

“My lord, what are your commands?” The heroic knights promptly responded.

“Can I ask you to lead the Ranger Knight regiment to conduct reconnaissance at Fenlidun City?

Fenlidun is the largest city among the five locations aside from Ashford Port, and it is the furthest from the North Shore.

I believe sending rangers like you, who are formidable and highly experienced in perilous missions, is the most prudent choice.”