Farming in the Magical World

"Damn it, whoever wants to go on missions with you can go, I'm not going... ..."

On an unnamed hill on the outskirts of Norl Town!

Hel kept cursing, but his movements were quick, closely following Ed who was walking briskly ahead.

"Tch, besides me, who would want to team up with you?"

Taking a moment to turn around and retort, Ed finally stopped. From here, he could see the entire town of Norl.

"Wow... How many people are there?!"

Beside him, Hel, who had also stopped, gasped.

Not far from where the two stood, the town of Nor was already packed with a dark mass of people. Warhorses neighed and the crowd was noisy, making it look chaotic, like an overturned anthill!

"Not much, just over 20,000. We'll know the exact amount soon enough!"

After casually replying, Ed found a secluded spot and crawled down, then waved to Hel, "If you don't want to die, come over here right now!"

He remembered the captain saying that you can see the enemy, and the enemy can see you. As a scout, concealment is the most important thing.

"They're all scurrying around like ants, how are we supposed to count them?" Hel, who had also crawled to Ed's side, was a little worried!

Ed remained completely unfazed, calmly replying, "There are many ways! Count the campfires at night, and the stoves during the day!"

"But they haven't lit a fire!"

He gestured towards the crowd below the mountain with his lip, looking on with amusement!

"Those knights!"

As is customary, the number of squires that a knight brings is a standard number. Once you count the knights, the total number of the army will be roughly the same!

After hesitating for a moment, Hel looked at his companion with a puzzled expression. "Where did you learn all this?"

"Were you thinking about women when the captain was teaching you these things?"

He glanced at Hel disdainfully, then turned back to continue counting heads!

Actually, it's not easy to count the knights, and they're not all just riding around aimlessly. It seems this group is planning to set up camp here, and some groups have already built fires and sat down around them!

Besides, not everyone riding a horse is a knight...

"Done yet?"

Chewing on the tasteless grass roots, as the sun gradually set, Hel finally began to grow impatient.

He felt he had been tricked by Ed. Ed had said they would just skip Fromm and take a look, but they ended up in Norl. Was this just a casual visit?

If I keep looking, it'll get dark. What happened to our plan to rest in Fromm tonight?

What happened to the hot food we were promised tonight?

Fortunately, this time Ed didn't say anything about waiting. Instead, he took a few steps back, then straightened up and nodded!

"I'm telling you, after looking at it for so long, how many people are actually on the other side?"

As he hurried down the mountain, he also inquired about Ed's findings.

"There are approximately two thousand knights!"

"Hiss... ...So many?"

According to usual practice, a knight would be accompanied by a dozen or so squires and attendants. If there were two thousand knights, plus the squires, that would really be more than twenty thousand people.

He thought Ed was joking, but he didn't expect that the number Ed casually mentioned was actually quite close.

With so many enemies, what role could their 100-plus knights in the Second Regiment play?

"This is not something we should be thinking about. Let's go, while it's still light enough to see the road!"

Ed untied the reins, shook his head, mounted his horse, and galloped off!

After two hours,

Gerry, who had been waiting impatiently, finally heard the faint sound of horses' hooves. When Ed and his companion emerged from the night, he couldn't hold back any longer and went up to them. "Why did you two bastards take so long?"

Could it be that these two guys hid somewhere and took a nap?

If he finds out, he'll kick their asses until they're bruised and battered, and no amount of pleading will help!

However, the two did not panic at all. Instead, their faces were solemn. "Captain, we have found traces of the enemy!"

"what?"

Startled, Gerry exclaimed, "They've already captured Fromm?"

"No, no, they haven't arrived in Fromm yet. Like us, they've set up camp and are preparing to spend the night!"

"Then how did you see it?"

Gerry, who had been looking at him with suspicion, immediately became surprised: "You've passed through Fromm?"

If they were just trying to gather information on the other side of Fromm, such a long time would be understandable, but do these two guys have that much guts?

That was a large force after all, and there were definitely many scouts around. If we weren't careful, we would be discovered by the enemy!

"Hehe, we're in luck!" Ed chuckled smugly, but what awaited him was two slaps to the head!

"Damn it, do you know how dangerous it is to get so close to the army? I told you to..."

He raised his hand again, but seeing the two grinning faces, he finally lowered it in defeat. "Bastards, just say it, do you want me to ask?"

"Hehe, boss, we just wanted to find out more about the enemy's situation!"

With a chuckle, Ed continued, "They are currently stationed in the former town of Norl in Fromm. I counted about two thousand knights, plus their vassals and retinues, making a total of over twenty thousand!"

"what?"

Upon hearing that the team was so large, Gerry's expression changed, and he grabbed Ed's clothes, saying, "Come on, let's go report this news to the captain!"

Previous reports indicated that the opposing force numbered only around 10,000, which was close to Marcus and others' guesses. However, it has now been discovered that there are over 20,000. This is not simply a matter of the numbers doubling, but rather a significant change in the scale and method of the war!

Upon hearing this number, Clifton remained remarkably calm, instead turning to inquire about the details.

"Have they really set up camp?"

"Do you see the supply train behind us?"

"..."

After asking him questions in detail for a long time, he finally lowered his head and fell into deep thought!

After waving for Gerry and the others to leave, Harry approached and asked, "What do you think?"

After thinking for a moment, Clifton said slowly, "At the current pace of the main force, they still have more than a day to go before they reach Flåm. We need to set off immediately and enter the city of Flåm ahead of them!"

"We only have one day to repair and prepare. They should arrive in a day!"

“But they have 20,000 people, not the 10,000 or so we thought before?” Harry muttered with some worry.

Turning back, Cliffel raised an eyebrow. "Are you scared?"

"How could that be? Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Harry exclaimed, then turned and walked back to the group. "Get up, all of you, get up! We're going into town to rest, hurry, hurry..."

In an instant, the entire team became restless again!