80 New Five Thousand Warriors!]

Allen's expression remained calm. He didn't appear overly proud due to Marquis Mad Lion's words, which led Marquis Mad Lion to feel a bit more favorable toward Allen.

Not displaying arrogance, this young man has promise.

Soon, the army entered the city, and Allen ordered the preparation of enough food, hot water, and rooms for the soldiers to rest.

This time, the Marquis of the Wild Lion brought a full 50,000 troops. It could be said that half of the territory's forces were mobilized at once.

Unlike Albert, his territory is situated near the capital, and he bears the responsibility of its defense. Therefore, he doesn't dare to deploy all of his troops. This precaution is taken to prevent other duchies on the mainland from exploiting the conflict between the Principality of Lane and the Principality of Blue Moon.

Allen observed attentively. Among the 50,000 troops, 5,000 were cavalry, indicating a knight combat strength of more than 500. There were also five golden knights, including the formidable 9th-level Lion Marquis. Truly a powerful transformation!

Allen thought to himself, awestruck by the Marquis of the Wild Lion's might.

While Allen was still processing the strength of the Marquis of the Wild Lion, the Marquis was equally astonished by Allen's prowess. "What? Your forces consist of only two thousand?"

The Marquis of Wild Lion was taken aback, and his surprise was shared not only by him but also by the counts around him.

"You mentioned before that your 2,000 troops annihilated 13,000 to 14,000 in Haikui City and simultaneously defeated two earl-level combatants in your first battle?" The Marquis of Wild Lion found it challenging to accept Allen's astounding achievements.

"Lord Marquis, I'm not one to fabricate stories. I believe you must have seen Haikui City; you would have noticed that the entire soil plain before it is tinged purple-red, soaked in the blood of over 10,000. If you're doubtful, you can send someone to Sea Anemone City to inquire."

Allen's impassive demeanor momentarily silenced the Marquis of Wild Lion and the counts in the castle.

Eventually, the Marquis had no choice but to accept the reality.

"It's unfathomable. Are you the son of the God of War?" The Marquis of Wild Lion blurted, accidentally splashing some of his drink onto Earl Albert.

Alan smiled faintly but didn't respond. Soon, sumptuous food and delightful drinks were served.

The Marquis of Wild Lion and several counts began eating and drinking heartily, having endured several days without such delicacies.

Soon, everyone was satiated, and after a few exchanges, they retreated to their chambers to rest.

The following day, Allen was summoned by the Marquis of Wild Lion.

Upon arrival, Allen found several counts already present in the conference room.

"Everyone's here. I've convened this meeting for a clear purpose. I plan to give Marquis Fury a hard time!" The Marquis of Wild Lion beamed, his excitement palpable.

"I've assessed the old man's territory. As one of the three marquises of the Blue Moon Principality, his domain is substantial—almost two-thirds the size of mine." "He commands three earls, and I estimate his force to be around 30,000. They pose no threat to us." "Thus, I propose immediate deployment to eliminate this old rascal and proceed directly to the capital!" The Marquis of Wild Lion spoke, brimming with anticipation.

"Um... my lord, perhaps we should first assist Earl Albert or wait a bit..." One of the counts interjected, stifling a laugh.

This Marquis of the Wild Lion was commendable in many ways, but his impatience was evident.

Allen, too, felt that the best course was to wait until the armies from all three directions converged on the marquis. This way, there would be no risk of two or more marquises joining forces to attack simultaneously.

Allen had only encountered such a situation once.

Certainly, he wasn't afraid of facing two seventh-level knights, but contending with two ninth-level heavyweights, like the Marquis of Rising Lions, seemed needless to him.

"Garrick, why are you always against me? Could I actually defeat you?" The Marquis of Wild Lion glared, his demeanor turning considerably more menacing.

Allen's mouth twitched. After living for so long, this was the first time he had witnessed someone threatening their subordinates simply because they had offered an excellent suggestion.

"Lord Marquis, I believe that if we can execute a three-pronged attack concurrently, our risks will be significantly reduced. We won't encounter the threat of two or even three Marquis-level powerhouses uniting against us." Allen rose and spoke.

The Marquis of Wild Lion arched an eyebrow, a tinge of displeasure in his gaze. "Youngster, are you also a coward?" "This isn't cowardice; it's strategy."

Allen remained composed. "Certainly, if you're determined to proceed, I hope you can spare some manpower. You're aware that I'm short on personnel." "I'm not as foolish as you think!"

The Marquis of Wild Lion chided, "Now that I've arrived, it's a sign that the old coot Chiyan has also arrived outside Fengchi City, joining forces with Albert and the others."

"With Chiyan's assistance, those mere earls can be wiped out with little effort. I assume they're nearing the marquis by now. Don't worry; I've spent many years in battles, and it's not been in vain!" The Marquis pouted, then turned to Allen. "Kid, how many troops do you require?" "The more, the merrier."

Allen welcomed the assistance. The stronger the 'Lord' halo, the greater his combat prowess!

"Huh, you're quite audacious!"

Amusement gleamed in the eyes of the Marquis of Mad Lion. "With only fifty thousand troops in my command, I'll assign five thousand to you!"

Allen looked momentarily taken aback. He had thought the Marquis of Wild Lion would allot him at most one or two thousand troops. After all, he wasn't a direct descendant of the Marquis of Wild Lion.

He never anticipated that the Marquis would grant him five thousand troops and horses! Allen's delight was palpable. "Thank you, Lord Marquis."

He expressed his gratitude sincerely, feeling that the Marquis of Wild Lion had taken good care of him this time. After all, according to the system rules, any personnel under his command—whether temporary or not—could earn him merit points if they defeated or killed enemies.

In essence, the more people Allen commanded, the more merit points he would gain.

The Marquis of Wild Lion's assistance had the potential to double his earnings!

"Thank you; let's forgo the chitchat. Allow me to witness firsthand the might of your command! I'm eager to see whether it's truly 2,000 against 15,000!" The Marquis of Wild Lion slapped Allen on the shoulder. "You're a talent; the Principality needs youths like you. This national war is an opportunity; seize it!"