How difficult it is to be rewarded with territory.
Unless this year's Autumn Expedition really returns with a complete victory and reaches the goal of opening up two new earldoms as planned by the Autumn Expedition, then the king will be able to give out his own territory for rewards.
After all, territory is a thing. If you don't open up new territory, the rewards will get smaller and smaller, and the king will never be willing to do so.
Especially since Nalant is still Bernard's vassal, this territory must be permanent in order to be truly rewarded.
Therefore, being able to receive the reward of owning the loot is truly a first, and he is worthy of his contribution.
You must know that the two months of the Autumn Campaign are actually the obligations of the small nobles to carry out the lordship for free.
Just like the corvées in ancient times, you have to do it even if you don't want to do it. It's just that small nobles are also nobles after all, and the prince must also consider the feelings of his subordinates, so he will give appropriate benefits.
After hearing about the rewards, Nalant thought about the thousands of captured serfs that Bernard mentioned earlier.
"My Lord Earl, what will happen to the thousands of prisoners next?"
"Huh?" Bernard was stunned for a moment, and then he said to Nalant in confusion: "Nalant, those are all relatives of the Daughter of Doom. Although you also have them in your territory, you should try to keep as few of them as possible.
of serfs.”
"If you really want to expand the population, you can wait until the end of the Autumn Campaign. Several of our earls and kings have speculated that most of the population of the Earl of Brock will be gathered in Earl Barnby's city. By then, as long as the city is occupied
If we break through, there will immediately be hundreds of thousands of people!"
"You have received a reward of three hundred gold coins, and you can choose some of the best serfs when the time comes!"
"Lord Earl, I understand this. I'm just a little curious. Since no one needs the relatives of the Daughter of Misfortune, what will be their fate?" Nalant did not dare to directly say how important these relatives of the Daughter of Misfortune were.
Ordinary serfs are still important.
At that moment, I made up an excuse to deal with it.
"Those serfs, according to the practice of previous years, will basically be sold to the caravans of the small principalities behind them at very low prices!"
"Those small principalities are located in remote areas and have harsh environments, but their land areas are very huge, such as the desert beach and so on."
"After they take away the relatives of these daughters of misfortune, they will place them in areas far away from the city or where civilians live. They will do the most painful and tiring work and use them as consumables."
"Even if there is an invasion of dark creatures in the middle, there won't be much loss!" Bernard finally said and gave Nalant the answer.
"Your Excellency, do you know where these relatives of the Daughter of Doom are being held now?" Nalant nodded silently after hearing this and continued to ask.
Bernard then glanced at Nalant speechlessly, shook his head helplessly and said: "They are now locked outside the city, under the supervision of the king's guards, and they will probably be sold to the caravans of those small principalities before the army sets off!"
"Narant, I know you are brave, but you must also remember that you are a noble. Nobles should always remember their identity and should not put themselves in danger!"
"Yes, Lord Earl, I understand!"
"Well, then I'm going back. Have a good rest today. There will be no fierce battle in Maple Leaf City this time. The army will rest for at most one day before continuing to set off!"
Bernard ignored Nalant and left Nalant's camp directly.
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"Narant, you've made a fortune this time!" After the count left, Boris and Rey had forgotten their previous words of rewarding territory, and immediately surrounded them with lemons flooding in.
"Okay, stop talking, each person has half a catty of Warcraft barbecue!" Nalant immediately stopped the two guys from kneeling and licking.
These two guys are full of energy now. They know that there is a lot of monster meat in Nalant, and there is also Chef Rose, so even if they don't have wine, they always find excuses to fight in the autumn wind.
After stopping the two of them, Nalant immediately ordered Rose to roast the Wind Blade Wolf meat.
As for the fire snake meat, you can't take it out every time. Nalant is going to save it and taste it slowly.
Not long after, after finishing a delicious meal in the camp and dispensing two lemon essences, Nalant summoned his personal guards and a few lucky girls, and then headed outside the city without stopping.
The family of the Daughter of Misfortune was too important, and he was a little afraid of the long nights and dreams.
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We walked all the way to Chengcheng. At this moment, it was quite lively outside the city.
Although the army had entered the city, the caravans did not follow them, so they started trading directly at the city gate.
Naturally, the nobles couldn't help but be idle and began to linger in these caravans again.
Nalant's purpose was not for enjoyment. He went directly through the area where the caravan was and headed to the garrison camp that still remained outside the city.
"My lord, this is His Majesty the King's camp. I wonder why you are here!" As soon as he reached the entrance of the camp, Narant was stopped by a small group of guards.
After hearing this, Nalant waved his palm, and a shiny silver coin appeared in his hand.
Then it bounced into the hand of the guard squad leader with a ding sound.
"My name is Narant Berwick, and I am a vassal of the Tulip family. I would like to ask if the serfs of the Northern Principality who were captured on the city wall today are being held here?"
"Ah, are you Sir Nalant who climbed up the city wall today?" The guard captain just grasped the silver coin. When he heard Nalant's name, his eyes widened immediately, and his waist instantly bent half a point.
"it is me!"
"Sir Narant, thank you for your generosity, but I dare not accept this small silver coin!" The guard captain immediately presented the silver coin to Narant with both hands.
"Sir Narant, the prisoners you asked about are indeed being held in the camp. I wonder if you need a little help?"
"You keep the silver coins, I reward you. As for helping..." Nalant paused, "I want to buy these captives. I heard that the price of these captives will be very cheap because of their status. You know what to do?"
Who are you looking for?"
"Thank you Sir Nalant for the reward!" The team leader thanked him happily at first, and then said attentively: "Sir Nalant, those prisoners are now under the charge of Steward Dane. Just now Steward Dane seems to have sent people out to practice business.
Team up!"
"If you want to buy it, I will take you to the manager Dane now. He is in the camp."
"Okay, trouble!"
"I dare not, it is a small honor to serve you Sir Nalant!" After saying that, the team leader led Nalant to the camp.
The camp surrounded by wooden stakes was extremely empty because there were no garrison troops. As soon as Nalant stepped into the camp, he saw a group of serfs tied behind their backs to wooden stakes in the open space not far away.
Autumn is getting stronger at this time, and the temperature becomes even lower after the sun sets.
Because the blouses and linen linings of the Northern Principality were stripped off their bodies, the serfs squatting on the ground were all shivering with cold.
Nalant said nothing and followed the guard captain directly to a large tent next to these serfs.