The Wolf Duke (1) The Southeast Army

Borton's scouts returned swiftly with critical information, revealing the location of the Duke's hidden army nestled in a dense forest to the southeast. The cover of the forest offered both concealment and strategic advantage, but Lyan knew they held the element of surprise. He convened with Borton and his commanders, laying out a bold plan for the impending assault.

"We'll attack head-on," Lyan declared, his eyes gleaming with determination. "No elaborate tricks, just a swift and brutal assault. We'll form a spearhead to break through their defenses quickly. Borton, you, me, and the Brave Rings will lead the charge to maintain momentum."

Borton chuckled, slapping Lyan on the back. "That's bold, Baron. I like it. We'll hit them hard and fast, break their lines before they know what hit them."

"Stop it. Just call me Lyan," Lyan uttered with a wry smile. Being called Baron still feels weird for him.