"Sir Nalant, please wait a moment, I will inform you."
After saying that, the guard team leader said a few words to the guard guarding outside the tent, and then the guard entered the tent to report.
"Sir Narant?" Not long after, a slightly bloated middle-aged man wearing a silk dress came out.
"Yes, Sir Dane, I am Nalant!" This steward is also a noble, an honorary knight.
"What an honor. Sir Nalant, you have made great achievements today. Please come into the tent and have a seat!" Steward Dane immediately became enthusiastic.
There was no way, Nalant's great contribution was secondary, but the flag of the Storm Territory was deliberately arranged by the king on the side of the flags of several earls.
Who can have such an honor?
So now no one dares to look down upon this little knight, especially the little nobles and guards under the king.
"Your Majesty Dane, you are so polite. There is no need to sit down. It will be dark soon, and I have to return to Maple Leaf City before dark!" Nalant got off his horse, refused Dane's enthusiastic invitation, and then directly
Let’s get down to business: “Sir Dane, I heard that these serfs are going to be sold?”
"Yes, Sir Nalant, these unlucky ghosts...well, no nobles are willing to buy these unlucky ghosts even if they are brought back to the principality. Only the caravans of the small principality are willing to accept them, so now is the best time to sell them.
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"Let them stay for a few more days, and the army will have to feed them. This is not cost-effective!"
Manager Dane originally wanted to say that he was an unlucky man from the Land of Doom, but in the middle of the sentence he suddenly remembered Nalant's origin and immediately changed his story.
Of course, the disgust towards the families of these girls of misfortune was not concealed at all in those words.
Shirley and Vivian, who were following Nalant, were slightly angry.
However, they were also sensible and kept silent. On the contrary, they felt even more grateful to their adults in their hearts.
He thought to himself: Sure enough, only the adults in this world don't dislike these girls of misfortune.
"Steward Dane, at what price are you going to sell these serfs?" Nalant frowned slightly, but he didn't care about Steward Dane's attitude towards the Daughter of Doom, because this is a normal nobleman.
their common views.
"Sir Nalant, this year's sales price needs to be discussed with those caravans in detail. After all, such large numbers of relatives of the Daughter of Doom were rare in previous years, and I don't know if they can buy them all at once."
"However, in previous years, they were basically sold for three silver coins per person! If there are craftsmen among them, the price will be slightly higher."
Dane looked at Nalant with some curiosity. The team leader did not tell them that Nalant wanted to buy serfs. He only said that Sir Nalant was visiting.
"Three silver coins? So low?"
In Nalant's impression, the price of an ordinary serf was around twenty to fifty silver coins, with fluctuations affected by time, place and the quality of the serf itself.
But no matter how big the fluctuation is, the price of the relatives of the Daughter of Misfortune is ridiculously low in comparison. Even if it is sold by the pound, the sea fish is worth more than these serfs.
"That's right Sir Narant, we have sold dozens of relatives of the Daughter of Misfortune in the past years, just three silver coins, plus two more for the craftsman status. I don't know if Sir Narant asked the price because he was prepared..."
"I am ready to buy these prisoners." After knowing the price, Narant did not hesitate.
"This...Sir Nalant, they are relatives of the Daughter of Doom...are you sure?" Steward Dane reminded again.
"Dane is in charge, I know their identities!"
"However, the population in my territory is too scarce and it is connected to the Fiery Grassland. I am going to arrange for them to work on the Fiery Grassland!"
"I see, then I understand!" When he heard that he was going to work in the Fire Grassland, Manager Dane, who was still confused at first, immediately showed a look of understanding.
Do you understand?
What do you know about hammers?
Narant looked confused. He made up an excuse at random and this guy said he understood.
Little did Nalant know that Dane thought that he was like slave owners in small principalities who sent these serfs to work as livestock in remote and harsh places, so he was not worried about the possible appearance of dark creatures.
Dane didn't know Nalant's complaints, and then looked at Nalant expectantly, "I don't know how many people Sir Nalant needs. As long as Nalant needs more than a hundred people, I can give them at the best price."
Sir Narante."
"I'm ready to take them all!"
"What? Want them all?" Dane was stunned.
"That's right, Sir Dane, is that okay?"
"Of course, of course!" Dane reacted and immediately smiled excitedly.
He was not sure whether the caravan could eat all the relatives of the Daughter of Misfortune, and he was a little worried.
Unexpectedly, Nalanant was planning to acquire them all.
"Sir Narant, if you really need them all, then I can make the decision. The craftsmen among these serfs will be sold to you at the original price! There are more than fifty craftsmen in this batch of serf captives!"
"Well, are there so many people?" Nalant was surprised. The discounted silver coins were second to none, mainly because the ratio of craftsmen was a bit high.
"Yes, Sir Narant. I asked them before when I registered. More than thirty of them are grooms, and they are also experienced grooms."
"This Northern Principality is different from our Agate Principality. Most of their Daughter of Doom relatives will be exiled to the grassland. Because the grassland is vast and sparsely populated, they can also be allowed to help herd for free, so they have a lot of experience.
A rich groom."
"That's it! Okay, steward Dane, I want all these serfs. See how many coins it costs!" When Nalant heard that there were so many grooms, instead of being disappointed, Nalant felt that he had found a treasure.
He had captured so many war horses a few days ago, and he was worried that there were not enough grooms to feed the horses.
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"Sir Narant, there are a total of 1,107 people in this group of captive serfs!"
"However, since Sir Narant wants to buy it all at once, it will not be counted as a fraction, and it will be calculated using 1,100 people!"
"In addition, the price of all of them is based on three silver coins per person, which is 3,300 silver coins!"
This Dane is indeed a steward. In this world where 99% of people are illiterate, he can still do math quickly.
"I wonder, Sir Nalant, what do you think?"
"Well, yes!" Nalant nodded, "Then it would be thirty-three gold coins, right?"
"Yes, Sir Narante!"
"Director Dane, here are thirty-six gold coins, thirty-three of which are for the cost of purchasing them. As for the other three, you can't help find some shabby linen gowns for them to wear!"
"This... haha, thank you Sir Nalant for your generosity!" When he heard that there were three extra gold coins, Steward Dane's eyes immediately lit up.
"Sir Narant, it just so happens that the robes of the Northern Principality that they took off have not been burned yet. Do you think it would be okay to put them on again? As long as they don't wear blouses, there will be no misunderstanding!"
"Okay!" Nalant had no objection.
Although that long gown is the standard uniform of the guards of the Northern Principality.
However, the styles are only unified with a few details, and other colors are no different from ordinary linen clothes.
Therefore, as long as you don't wear the blouse with the Northern Principality logo on it, there will be no misunderstanding in the camp.
The magic power of gold coins is huge, and soon Manager Dane returned all the stolen gowns.
There are enough clothes for two carriages.
"Sir Nalant, do you want these smocks? If you don't want them, I'll have them taken away now!" At this time, Dane pointed to a small part of the smock on the carriage with a blue background and gold edges and a brown maple leaf pattern and asked.
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"Keep it for me!" Nalant said immediately.
The quality of these blouses was better than ordinary linen gowns. Since they were sent to him, he was not polite and could just use them as strips of cloth.
When filling in the river a few days ago, the cloth strips used to bandage the wounded could be boiled and cleaned and used many times, but they were also very expensive.
These smocks can be used as a supplement.
"Okay, Sir Narante!"
Next, with the diligent help of Steward Dane, the clothes were redistributed.
After all the serfs were dressed, Nalant directly tied them into a long string, and then left the camp outside the city under the welcome of Dane and the guard captain.
When he returned to his base in the city, Nalant directly arranged a group of captive serfs in the houses around him.
Now there are only one hundred thousand troops like them in Maple Leaf City, so the houses are still very sufficient.
In order to ensure that the serfs did not escape, Nalant did not immediately untie the hemp ropes in their hands.
In this way, they tied up everyone and distributed black bread to them, and then asked Vivian and the other girls to go to communicate and comfort them.
If they were ordinary serfs, Narant probably wouldn't be able to relax until the end of the war to prevent them from escaping.
But these are the relatives of the Daughter of Doom. As long as they are not killed immediately or sent to do dirty and tiring work regardless of life or death, their experience cannot be worse.
So, as long as you give them a little bit of hope, it should be easy to control.
And things turned out exactly as Narant expected.
Everyone was given a full meal, and a few lucky girls like Vivian came to tell them about the beauty of the Storm Territory and promised to have a full meal.
After untying their hands and feet at night, no one escaped.
Of course, if someone really escaped, it would be a dead end. Xiao Huihui and Bee Bee were placed around to monitor them.
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Time flew by and it came to the morning of the third day in a blink of an eye.
Today, after resting for a day and night, the Agate Principality's army finally launched again.
The king only left an army of 2,000 men in Maple Leaf City, and then led the rest of the army towards the Earl of Barnby.
During the march, the army became more vigilant. The number of rangers doubled than before, and the detection distance was also increased to a hundred miles.
However, the Northern Principality did not seem to dare to confront the Agate Principality's army head-on in the wild, so their march was quite smooth.
Along the way, the Agate Principality's army had nothing else to do except collect 'protection fees' from the small noble castles in the Earl of Barnby.
In this way, after traveling for five or six days, they were finally less than two days away from Earl Barnby's big city, Oak City.
That evening, after the army settled in camp, the king once again summoned several earls for a pre-war meeting.
The main content of this meeting is to allocate a part of the manpower to guard the various passages and checkpoints in the Earl of Barnby.
This Earldom of Barnby is different from the previous Earldom of Brock.
The Earldom of Brock is surrounded by the sea to the east and mountains to the west, so it is connected to other territories of the Northern Principality in only one direction in the north.
However, the Earl of Barnby has already penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Marquis of Lisson, and the surrounding roads connecting the territories of other northern principalities can be said to be extending in all directions.
Although the possibility of the Northern Principality sending a large army to raid was very low, the king and several earls felt that it was very necessary to send people to guard these passages because of the lessons learned from the past.
What's more important is that this time the king sent several teams of rangers to sneak out of Oak City to investigate.
According to the careful observation of these rangers, it is absolutely certain that there are at least more than 100,000 people living in Oak City.
This also means that Oak City will no longer have the same empty city situation as Maple Leaf City.
The Agate Principality army is bound to conquer Oak City.
In order to prevent the fish that escaped from the city from escaping when the Oak City was destroyed, having each family garrison these passages also meant to trap the fish that had slipped through.
At the meeting, the location of the various horsemen stationed at the pass became the focus of debate among several earls.
It's not that they are unwilling to send troops to defend and guard, but because there are big differences between the garrison locations, which are directly related to the interests of each family.
There are a total of seven road checkpoints that need to be guarded this time, just enough for the king and six earl families to allocate one.
But the distance between each level and Oak City is different.
The nearest road takes only about a day to reach Oak City.
As for the farthest passage, it would take six or seven days to reach Oak City.
The reason why the earls are fighting for each other is because of the distance at this level.
Because in the Autumn Campaign, besides gold coins and food, population is also the most important prize.
And when those fish that slipped through the net escaped, they must have felt that the closer the road, the more promising it was.
In this way, the road that is only a day or two away is likely to become the first choice escape route for those in the Northern Principality who slip through the trap.
At that time, the families stationed there can wait for work and easily capture more people.
As for those that are far away and require six or seven days to escape, if people run there because they are crazy, isn’t that because they don’t want to die quickly enough?
Therefore, except for the most recent road checkpoint, which is reserved for the king, the other secondary checkpoints have naturally become fragrant nests, and no family is willing to give up.
In the end, all the earls were furious at the meeting, and the king had no choice but to draw lots to decide where to garrison.
As this was a matter of luck, all the earls had nothing to say, and the drawing of lots began immediately.
In the end, the result of the lottery was that the Batman family had the best luck and won a checkpoint that was only about two days away from Oak City.
The Tulip family is second, with a journey of about three days.
And that guy Lakoff was the most unlucky. He actually got the farthest spot, which was six or seven days away from Oak City.
What's even more terrible is that although the checkpoint at Rakov is also a road, it can also lead to the hinterland of the Northern Principality.
But outside the level in question is a long stretch of desert and next door, not to mention that Oak City has slipped through the cracks.
I'm afraid that if the Northern Principality really has military support, it probably won't pass through here.