Hearing the report of the desert bandits, many of the merchants in the hall turned their heads to look at Kant.

A strange troop that doesn't come well.

If it had nothing to do with the salt trade, then they didn't believe it, maybe some nobles were dissatisfied with Kant's acquisition of salt mines, and tried to come here by force!

This is often a method of intimidation of the old aristocracy against the new nobility.

The same applies now.

Think about the nobles who used to deal in dwarven salt, because of the emergence of desert salt and their business, the two sides are equivalent to competitors, and they are still competing peers who have not eased in the slightest and have direct conflicts of interest!

But Kant's desert salt was more profitable.

The proximity to the human countries, the easier transportation, the same taste as the good, and the increasing production are destined to hit the old market of dwarven salt, which is controlled by the old nobles.

The important way to make money to maintain the family has been cut off, and it is strange that there is no reaction!

Now these merchants look to Kant.

At the same time, it is a temptation.

They are businessmen, and the so-called honor and dignity are not as attractive as profits, so they can humbly express their deference to Kant, the reason is also that they do not understand Kant's true strength.

You might be able to see it now.

Someone came to provoke and use his own force to coerce Kant, the rising baron.

No matter how Kant responded, they could get the answers they wanted.

But if they lose, the final consequence is definitely not friendly, these merchants will still maintain their obedience, but the next time they come, the caravan guards will be more and more elite, and then these merchants will take back their former lowliness with profits, and become even more arrogant than the nobles!

But for Kant, the face was calm, only a flash of mockery flashed in his eyes.

He's not the rising baron.

It's the lord of the Naron Desert who has risen!

Facing the searching eyes of these merchants, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, the disdain and ridicule were obvious, he didn't explain too much, just lightly ordered: "Rolf, you deal with it." ”

"Understood!"

Rolf immediately nodded behind the door.

"Nice handling." Kant continued to speak.

As if thinking of something, he instructed Rolf: "Don't kill them all, our salt mines still need to increase production, and there is a great shortage of salt-digging slaves, since they are here, let's stay and see if they are up to the job." ”

"Got it." Rolf had a sinister smile on his face: "They are very competent for this job." ”

Kant nodded and waved lightly: "Go ahead." ”

"Everyone, follow me!"

Rolf saluted respectfully and gave orders with a muffled voice.

The 50 Salander riders who were still standing by the wall in the hall immediately rushed out, including the three Swadian royal knights beside Kant, and the cavalry that quickly gathered in the tent outside.

The entire central post station seemed to have become a point for the dispatch of troops, and this cavalry unit was gathering.

120 Salander riders.

220 Desert Bandits.

And the 3 Swadia Royal Knights led by Rolf's side!

The overall number of troops is only 350 people, but the combat effectiveness belongs to the elite level, especially the 3 Svadia royal knights who have extraordinary strength and belong to the level of the great knight, how can they be compared to ordinary cavalry.

Even those 120 Salander riders are qualified to be vassal knights under ordinary nobles!

But the merchants didn't know.

They could not have imagined the strength of these cavalrymen.

After all, there are 600 strange troops coming, and if you go crazy and want to slaughter them all in this desert, it is not impossible.

They do have caravans to escort them.

But these caravan guards can at most disperse some ordinary robbers and robbers.

Confronting these 600 absolutely murderous cavalry is definitely self-defeating!

Therefore, the merchants began to talk about it.

exchanged heads and ears, with a bit of anxiety in his tone, and his gaze at Kant was also a little direct, after all, now by Kant's side, it seems that there are only 10 strange-looking knights guarding him, and 10 ordinary sword and shield infantrymen.

They are talking about the Svadian royal knights, as well as the Svadian light infantry.

Kant's face was calm.

The sneering smile with disdain on the corner of his mouth remained.

Seeing that they were talking to each other, as if they were discussing something, he slowly reached out and picked up the silver cup prepared for him separately on the table, took a sip of the date sugar water inside, and said lightly: "If you don't mind, I want to invite everyone to the roof of the post station to enjoy a farce." ”

"It's... But... The merchants looked at each other, but they were obviously a little reluctant, and they were all anxious to leave.

"Come with me."

Kant did not give them a choice.

Directly drank the sugar water in the silver cup, stood up and walked towards the stairs of the post station.

"Woo-"

The sound of the sword unsheathed sounded.

The 10 Svadian light infantry were very rude, and their eyes were fixed on these merchants, which was very unkind.

But the royal knights were much more elegant, one by one they lifted the face armor in front of the full-covered plate armor, watched these merchants stretch out their hands, smiled but said in a tone that could not be refused: "Gentlemen, please." ”

"It's... This... This..."

The merchants were even more hesitant.

They were all frightened, looking at each other, and they both saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.

No one has followed Kant's footsteps.

They were all afraid that it would be bad if Kant took them hostage to negotiate with the other party.

Which nobleman did the 600 cavalry from outside belong to, but according to the unspoken rules of the Lion Principality, those rampant bandit gangs have the support of aristocratic forces behind them, and if they are held hostage, they will really let the other party throw a mouse.

Although there are battles among the nobles, there are definitely alliances, such as marriages and alliances, and now the cavalry quickly maneuvered to reach this station, if the rival nobles tried to disrupt this trade, they would definitely kill them all!

Whether they are on or not, these businessmen feel trembling in their hearts.

A wave of despair arose in everyone's mind.

"Gentlemen."

A royal knight spoke, and said in a solemn tone: "Please don't let Baron Kant wait too long, is it okay?" ”

The 10 Swadia light infantry also looked at these merchants with fierce eyes, the cold light of the Germanic sword in their hands, with the slightly unkind eyes, it is estimated that the moment of veto, it is the appearance of rushing over to cut people!

"It's... Yes..."

The merchants nodded desperately and headed for the stairs.

Soon came to the top floor.

Kant was standing in the corner, looking in the direction of the south.

The group of merchants came tremblingly, looking at the wind and sand rising from the south, and the cavalry coming at a uniform speed on their horses in the yellow dust.

He was wrapped in a linen robe, and his horse was also covered with a linen robe.

This is breathable clothing for sun protection.

But on the bodies of those riders, you can still see the looming armor, the chain mail that appears as the war horse runs and undulates, with the long sword in his hand, and the spear hanging on the side of the war horse, it is an elite appearance!

It's definitely the level of a knight's squire!

The well-trained appearance made these businessmen gasp!

Knight Squire.

He is simply a tough rider who has been trained as a knight.

Since childhood, he has been trained in horsemanship, spearmanship, swordsmanship, and melee combat, and has also studied aristocratic etiquette part-time.

Basically, the troops composed of these knightly shalties are the grassroots force of the knights to form the knights, and they also belong to the main force of the nobles to lead the troops to fight, and they are the backbone of the battle sequence of the Lion Principality!

Whether a country is strong or not depends on how many knights there are and how many knight squires can be summoned.

If the knight dies, then the knight squire can make up for it.

And for those century-old aristocratic families to measure their own strength, they can also be measured by knight squires.

A powerful aristocratic family can always train a large number of excellent and elite knight squires as their own strength, fight for themselves in the north and south, and achieve great results in the battle sequence of the Duchy of Lion.

Cooperate with the knights and grand knights of your own family, and you are a complete cavalry unit!

Merchants are very knowledgeable.

Their legs are trembling now, and they even feel that there is already a urge to urinate between their legs, and they are so frightened that they are about to pee!

"It's... This is... Be... O army of knightly squires! ”

"Not good... Those are knightly squires... It's the troops of the high-ranking nobility..."

"Your Excellency... You, you offended... Who have you offended..."

The merchants were all chattering in their voices.

His eyes widened, and his eyes were already extremely desperate.

600 knightly squires, fully armed, rushed to this post station, the terrifying power almost destroyed their confidence, and even many small noble merchants already felt paralyzed, and they could only stand by supporting each other with the people next to them.

But the despair in their eyes can't be sharpened off, and they really feel like they're going to die.

They guess at the conclusion.

This is clearly a high-level aristocracy who wants to destroy Kant's power!

How could it be that the comer is not good, 600 knight squires, among which there will definitely be 30 knights, and maybe there may be peak-level knights, as long as they are inspired by the great knights, they can comprehend the existence of extraordinary power.

How could this be a bad comer.

This is the rhythm of war!

"Quiet."

Kant smiled, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the panicked merchants behind him, and the mockery at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense: "Knight squire? Oh, is this the strongest in your hearts? ”

The merchants could not answer, they were already breathing rapidly, and watched as the knightly squire's force drew nearer and closer.

His face became more and more desperate.

Kant shook his head.

There's not much to say about this group of waste-like merchants.

Standing in place, looking at the appearance of Rolf leading many cavalry to meet him, he took the silver cup handed over by the light infantry next to him, took a sip of the warm sugar water in his mouth, and said lightly: "The banquet has begun." ”

Beside him, the Swadia royal knight puffed up and blew the item that Kant had just handed him.

The dull and long sound of the horn sounded.

"Whew-"