Regarding the difficulties faced by Fort Fearless, the young Lord Savak lacks the experience and methods to solve the problem, and also lacks the prestige to suppress conflicts.
The waaagh of the Pot-Belly King Gulu intensified the introduction of foreign dwarves. The former king of the Fearless Castle, the Road Stabilizer Lord, took in many tribesmen out of morality, but unfortunately died in the subsequent battle, leaving the pressure of population to his young son.
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As Lord Savak finished his speech before the meeting, Snoke was invited to speak. Naturally, he showed his characteristic effect of "glib leader" and praised all the local dwarves and team members who participated in the exhibition.
over and over again, and finally sang the praises of the Mother Goddess.
Although the system cannot see the degree of erosion outside the faction of the High King that he supports, Snorri understands that after this banquet and his speech, the cohesion of the people of Dreadnaught Castle has undoubtedly strengthened.
After the battle was won, Snorri immediately sent out rangers and a small force to pick up the merchants who were still waiting for news in their original camp.
With the help of local carriages and surplus labor, they successfully arrived at Karak-Azgraz before the banquet, avoiding spending the night in the wild without clearing away the possible remaining greenskins.
Knowing that the local reserves of fine wine were insufficient, Snorri decisively spent his own money to purchase part of the Bergmann wine carried by the motorcade for the attending dwarves to drink. This undoubtedly made many tribesmen begin to applaud his generosity.
When Snorri heard such a call, he fell into thinking. He suddenly thought that it might be good to give himself a title related to moral character.
At the moment when he led his troops to kill Skarsnik, the system reminded him that he had won the title of "seeing through the trick", which also made him know that the night goblin was completely dead.
According to the introduction of the system, this feature will increase his probability of ambush success and probability of detecting an ambush, but at present, Snorri himself has not yet understood how this mechanism works.
After the banquet, Snorri and Lord Savak agreed on a meeting time tomorrow and returned to their guest rooms.
The convoy will stop at Fort Fearless for a week. According to the original arrangement, there is no need to stop in such a small town for too long, but now Snorri thinks it needs a rest.
This is already the last dwarven fortress before arriving at Karak Zfulin. The closer Snorri gets to his destination, the less anxious he becomes. After all, in addition to protecting the safe arrival of the convoy, he also has two things to do: himself and his elder brother.
Yes, obviously we can’t rush this.
At night, Snorri once again put on the fake beard he had used in the Horn Keep. He infiltrated the bar of the Fort Fearless, hoping to get a better understanding of the difficulties faced by the Fort Fearless from this traditional information exchange center of the dwarves.
Comprehensive understanding.
In the long run, Dauntless Castle is an important part of the Kingdom of the Mountains. In the short term, Snorri will have to pass here on his return trip after the New Year, and he does not want to fight another war.
Snorri sat from about eight o'clock in the evening until late at night. After playing the role of a foreign businessman testing potential markets and treating the local drunkards to a few beers, he even figured out which girl from the house Lord Savak was interested in.<
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Knowing this, Snorri left the tavern and went back to rest. At noon the next day, he would have lunch with Lord Savak.
Early the next morning, Snorri got up first to comfort the wounded soldiers in the convoy. The dwarves who came with Snorri in the previous battle suffered little loss. After all, the real pressure was concentrated on the ogres and humans.
On the road.
Burkin planned to return today with the troops supported by Karak Norn. On the one hand, the Leyline Network convoy leading to Desolation Castle was cleared when it came over. It would be safest to return when no new chaotic creatures emerge. On the other hand, there is the war caused by Lord Arik Lufusen. Every dwarf in Desolate Castle is also worried about the safety of his homeland.
The people of Bretonnia will also leave today. The survivors have already received the rewards promised by Snorri, and many of them even consumed a handful on the spot.
Kingsnorri entrusted the dwarf merchants who went to various knight circles to sell goods and buy local products to deliver the pensions for the fallen.
This can at least ensure that the gold coins will be sent directly to the hands of the poor families of the fallen without being exploited at all levels, but whether they can keep the money that their relatives exchanged for their lives, Snorri doesn’t know, but that doesn’t matter.
His management scope is.
At noon, Snorri came to the lord's room on the upper floor of Fearless Castle. This was a private banquet between two people.
"Oh, Prince Snorri, I really envy your life!" After exchanging several rounds of conversation, Lord Savak got down to business.
"How I wish I could be like you, traveling throughout the old world, increasing my knowledge and honing my skills!" Lord Savak took a sip of the beer in his cup.
"But before I could put it into practice, my father returned to the palace of the ancestors and gods. Unfortunately, at my age, the elders are always teaching me how to do things, and the outside tribesmen..." p>
"Bang!"
"It's okay not to mention it!" Lord Savak babbled for a long time. He drank all the beer, smashed the wine glass, and used these classic words to put an end to his complaints.
In the eyes of this young lord, Snorri is the only one he can talk to, because Snorri's status matches him and his age is not much different.
"I understand, I understand, who doesn't?" Looking at the haggard young dwarf in front of him who was devastated by internal and external troubles, Snorri comforted him.
Lord Savak, who gained empathy, started another round of complaints. This time he was talking about foreign invasion. The gray mountains where Karak-Azgraz is located are the natural boundary between Bretonnia and the Human Empire.
dividing line,
Therefore, in addition to the regular green skins and rats, whenever the human forces on both sides of the mountain have conflicts over territory, trade, etc., it is always difficult for Dreadnaught to be caught in the middle. She is not strong enough and wants to remain neutral.
More difficult.
"I think maybe I can provide you with some help!" Snorri said, tapping the table lightly. He had already thought about what he could provide last night.
"First of all, it's population pressure! You can notify them and ask the tribesmen who are willing to go to the World's Edge Mountains to seek development to pack their luggage. I can take them for a ride when the convoy returns!"
Snorri first proposed this. He knew that Karaz-a-Karak once had a population of half a million in the golden age, but now there is far less than this number. Many halls and palaces are vacant, and many mines have no workers to work with.
Mining.
"That's a great help! Cheers!" Lord Savak poured a glass of wine for Snorri.
Thanks to Cranky D Mango, Chu Mo Wei Liang, I am really just a monthly ticket for reading
