Brando was silent for a moment, and then said this when he spoke.
Everyone present was stunned and did not react for a moment.
Brando's words did not avoid Master Craftsman Belu, but the latter bowed slightly after reacting, "Since it is a topic that has nothing to do with me, then I, the old man, will leave first, Lord!" He followed the instructions of the Eruin nobles.
He politely put his hand on his left chest to show respect, raised his head and reminded: "Although I say so, Lord, I am waiting for good news." After saying this, the old man walked calmly from the courtyard.
and walked out.
"What's going on?" Yuta saw this hateful old man leaving, then turned around and asked, "Why didn't we get the news?"
"The news was sent directly to the tiger bird," Brando replied. He introduced the wild elf girl next to him: "This is Fuluo. You all know her. Let her speak."
Everyone's eyes fell on the elf girl. Fuluo's expression did not change, he raised his chin slightly, endorsed it unhurriedly, and explained the current situation.
When they heard that Sir Mintai had only six to seven hundred people crossing the river from the ferry, and that there were only a few knights in the team, part of the army was mercenaries, but the vast majority were private soldiers composed of unfinished farmers, everyone present
The person's face couldn't help but show a strange look.
"Wait, this guy, don't be in such a hurry to die." Yuta swept his long red hair to the back of his neck with one hand, shook his head and said in confusion: "We only brought so many people with us.
Just eat it."
"Could it be a case of suspicion?" Kerencia asked maturely and solemnly.
"No, I don't think that Sir could have imagined that we would be so bold." Brando analyzed: "Grudin's most loyal knights had already been killed and injured in the final battle with us in the inner city that day, and the remaining ones
The private soldiers we usurped are just mercenaries and adventurers with bad records. After these people disperse, do you think they will escape to report the news? "
Everyone was silent. After all, it was not an honorable act to leave the master and run away. Especially in this era, there was probably the risk of being hanged. Naturally, no one would run away to do such a useless thing.
"So it is entirely possible that the information in the hands of Sir Mintai and Sir Pallas came from other sources, such as words from the mouths of refugees who fled Fir City or even the Barony." Brando continued.
"After that night, in order to prevent more people from escaping, we have already issued an order to attack the surrounding areas of Fir City." After Antitina heard this, she said: "Your people are spread out layer by layer within ten miles outside the city.
Whistle, you know best as to whether Sir Mintai's spies can sneak in."
Juta and Kerencia looked at each other. It was not that they were confident, but they were all the most experienced mercenaries. These people were not necessarily the best soldiers, but they must be the best hunters. Facing these people
With rich experience, they believed that spies from minor nobles like Sir Mintai could sneak into the city, let alone get more precise information.
But to dare to send troops blindly with such limited information only shows the blind arrogance of the nobles, who seem not to take them as a group of 'commoners' seriously at all.
Brando raised his head and immediately saw Juta and Kerenthia straightening their backs; he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help being surprised, but then he was relieved - after subduing Tajib and his men,
It seems that these mercenaries have begun to realize that their status in this collective is no longer what it used to be.
On the other hand, facing the revenge of Count Jean Denel, the mercenaries had to choose to attach themselves to Brando. Therefore, after Brando showed enough strength, they put away their unnecessary thoughts and considered more
What kind of status will we gain in this group in the future?
Even someone like Juta, who is not keen on fighting for power and gain, has to think about his subordinates.
Brando smiled slightly, thinking that there might be another reason here. When he heard that Sir Mintai only had six to seven hundred men, and that he had thousands of caveman allies ambushing him in the forest, it was tantamount to saying that he had already
Naturally, everyone is willing to compete for the credit they get.
He glanced at Jutta first, and then at Kerenthia. In fact, Fern and his men were still on the front line at this moment, and the former Karasu Cavalry Captain was the first among the three grand captains to express their surrender to him.
The person he likes - long before the battle for the lumber camp, Lian Lian had quietly come to talk to him and promised to give all his men to his command. However, Brando knew that trusting one person too much might cause his death.
The two chiefs were suspicious. He thought for a moment and said:
"Mr. Kerencia, prepare yourself and go to meet Fern," he said: "After the war begins, you find a way to bypass the frontal battlefield, cut off the retreat of that gentleman, and capture as many prisoners as possible.
Of course Samuel himself is the best. If I don’t kill him, I’ll keep him still useful——”
He paused for a moment: "Of course, you have to judge the specific situation yourself and accept the order!"
The silver-haired middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly, and he seemed to feel lighter. He glanced at Jutta beside him, and replied in a deep voice: "As you wish, Lord."
After saying that, Kerencia adjusted his sword like a real knight, bowed and turned around to leave the courtyard. He only heard the sound of his proud footsteps thumping thumping from outside.
Bluestone uploaded back.
So Jutta was left standing alone in the courtyard. She couldn't help but frowned, but in the end she didn't speak. And Medissa relaxed after seeing that all the people who had been arguing had left.
With that tone, she gave Brando a slight salute with elf etiquette: "Lord."
Brando nodded and looked at Antitina. The noble daughter on the side was obviously relieved. Several guys who came to ask for money were dismissed by the lord in a few words. This made her
For a moment, I almost felt relieved.
But this is just an illusion. In fact, she doesn't feel relaxed at all, because the problem will not be solved by itself, and procrastination is not the answer.
"Lord, why don't you go to the front line?" Antitina thought for a moment, holding the document and asked.
"What's there to see?" Brando shook his head. He couldn't see any suspense in this battle. Besides, it would be far more effective to leave it to veterans like Huque, Fern and Clenthia than to go up on his own.
many.
He knows that he is suitable for leading people to charge into traps. That is his old profession, rather than being a commander. Brando now only feels that being a lord is enough to give him a headache. As for more things, he can be lazy
Just be lazy.
With this time, it is better to solve some more pressing problems. He turned around and asked: "How much money do we have?"
"About three and a half million Thor. This is after converting Grudin's treasures and the precious metals in the treasure house." Antitina was startled and immediately replied: "But considering the time,
The problem is that it is actually not worth that much money. In fact, the cash we have on hand is less than one-third of this amount."
"Furthermore, Lord," the noble daughter said seriously, "the food problem is imminent. As far as I know, Tonigel's annual output is only the same as consumption. In other words, we don't have one more person on hand.
We need to find ways to provide them with food."
As if she was afraid that Brando would not expect it, she reminded again: "Mr. Leto is also leading thousands of refugees in Port Gris."
Brando certainly did not forget this. He nodded and listened to Antitina continue: "When it comes to grain trade, it is not that simple. First of all, we don't have a ship -"
"There should be a ship in Port Gris, right?" Medissa reminded in a low voice. Although she was not familiar with the human world, she had recently done some homework on the geography of Tonigel in order to prepare for possible wars in the future.
"Not to mention that we have not yet controlled Port Gris, and Port Gris is just a fishing port-" Antitina shook her head: "There may be some merchant ships berthed there, but if you want to rent it, let's not say whether the merchants are willing to pay for it.
We do the work, but first of all it’s a lot of money.”
"Secondly, we cannot spend all the money we have on one thing, which is to postpone everything that can be postponed, but at least half of it must be used for the upcoming war. To be honest, I don't
Knowing how long this situation will last, Earl Denel will definitely not make it too easy for us." The noble daughter sighed as she said, "Not to mention that although we nominally control Fir City now, we can't make it easy for us.
In fact, most of the Fir Barony is not yet under our control, so we can say that we are in a difficult situation now——"
She held the document and paralyzed her hands: "Compared with this, I would rather hide in the black forest now - it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, Lord."
After speaking, she simply looked at Brando with a resentful look: "As for the magic laboratory you promised me, sir, of course Antitina has nothing to do with it, so I can naturally push it back. But Master Belu
Over there, it looks like they can’t wait any longer..."
Brando couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing that what the noble daughter meant was not that it didn't matter, but that it was very relevant, but he couldn't help it for the moment. He also knew that what Antitina said was the truth, and now Tony
The autumn harvest in Geer has passed, and the only way to solve the problem of food is through trade. But in the final analysis, there is still a lack of money.
Therefore, how to make money is the first thing he has to figure out now.
He did have a sum of money in Prague, which was left behind by Roman when he made his first business. When they left, they entrusted the money to Leto's daughter Sue. If there were no problems, the money would be
There are at least hundreds of thousands of Thors.
However, now that Earl Denel's territory is blocked between Tonigel and Golan Elson, this fund is destined to be hopeless, and Brando has to think of a solution from another direction.
Naturally, the first thing he thought of was the silver mines in Schafdelen.