Act 33 Expansion

"Sir Minthai's army has reached the port of Gros."

Brando was silent for a moment, but when he spoke, he said something like this.

Everyone present was stunned and didn't react for a while.

Brando's words did not evade the master craftsman Berlu, but the latter reacted and bowed slightly, "Since it is a topic that has nothing to do with me, then I, the old man, will leave first, Lord Lord" He put his hand on his left chest in respect according to the etiquette between the nobles of Eruin, raised his head and reminded: "That being said, my lord, I am waiting for good news. With that, the old man calmly walked out of the courtyard.

"What's going on?" When Juta saw the hateful old man leave, she turned around and asked, "Why haven't we gotten any news?" ”

"The news was delivered directly to the Sparrow," replied Brando, introducing the fairy girl next to him, "This is Flo, you all know each other, let her tell her." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on the elven girl. Flo's face did not change, she raised her chin slightly, and unhurriedly recited the current situation.

When they heard that only six or seven hundred men had crossed the river from the ferry on Sir Mintai's side, and that there were only a few knights in the ranks, and that the army was composed of mercenaries, but most of them were private soldiers composed of peasants who had not left their jobs, the faces of all those present could not help but show strange expressions.

"Wait, this guy, don't be in such a hurry to die." Yuta swept her long red hair behind her neck with one hand and shook her head puzzled, "With only such a few people, we can eat it in one bite." ”

"Could it be a suspicious soldier?" Clenthia asked solemnly.

"No, I don't think that Sir Sir could have imagined that we were so bold." Brando analyzed: "Grudin's most loyal knights have long been killed and wounded in the last battle against us in the inner city of the day, and the remaining usurping private soldiers are nothing more than mercenaries and adventurers with bad deeds. Do you think they will flee and report the news after these people have dispersed? ”

Everyone was silent, after all, it was not an honorable act to abandon the master and run away by himself, especially in this era, it was likely that he would have to risk going to the gallows, and naturally no one would run to do such a useless thing.

"So it's entirely possible that the news from Sir Minthai and Sir Pallas came from other sources, such as the mouths of refugees fleeing from Fir City or even the Barony." Brando continued.

"After that night, in order to prevent more people from escaping, we had already issued an order to seal off the perimeter of Fir City." When Antitina heard this, she said, "Your people are stationed at all levels within ten miles of the city, and you know best whether Sir Mintai's spies can sneak in. ”

Juta and Clenthia glanced at each other, not because they were confident, but because they were the most seasoned mercenaries. These people are not necessarily the best soldiers, but they must be the best hunters, and in the face of the wealth of experience of these people, they believe that spies of minor nobles like Sir Mintai can sneak into the city, let alone get more accurate information.

But daring to blindly send troops just with such limited information also shows that the arrogance of the nobles does not seem to take their group of 'commoners' in their eyes at all.

Brando looked up, and immediately saw Juta and Clenthia straightened; He was stunned for a moment, but then relieved - after subduing Tajib and his men, it seemed that the mercenaries had begun to realize that their position in the collective was much less than before.

On the other hand, in the face of the revenge of Count Jean Denel, the mercenaries had to choose to cling to Brando. Therefore, when Brando showed enough strength, they put away their extra thoughts and thought more about what kind of position they would be able to achieve in the group in the future.

Even someone like Yuta, who is not keen on fighting for power, has to think about his men.

Brando smiled slightly, thinking that there might be another reason for this. When he heard that Sir Mintai had only six or seven hundred men in his hands, and that he still had thousands of caveman allies in ambush in the forest, this was tantamount to saying that the credit had already been obtained, and naturally everyone was willing to fight for it.

He glanced at Yuta and then at Clensia. In fact, Fern and his men were still on the front line, and the former captain of the Karasu cavalry was the first of the three Grand Masters to give him his surrender - long before the battle for the lumberyard, he had quietly spoken to him, and promised to give him command of all his men. However, Brando knew that being too partial to one person might make the two Grand Masters suspicious, so he thought for a moment and said:

"Prepare yourself, Mr. Crensia, and go and fetch Ferne," he said, "you can find a way to bypass the frontal battlefield after the battle, cut off the back of that Sir Sir., and take as many prisoners as possible, and it is of course best if you can catch Samuel himself, and if you don't kill him, I will keep him useful-"

He paused: "Of course, you have to judge the specific situation for yourself, accept the order"

The silver-haired middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly, as if the whole person was a little lighter. He glanced at Yuta beside him and replied in a deep voice, "As you wish, Lord Lord." ”

With that, Clenthia straightened his sword like a true knight, bowed and turned to leave the courtyard, only to hear his triumphant footsteps coming back from the bluestone slab outside.

So Yuta was the only one standing there in the courtyard, and she couldn't help frowning, but in the end she didn't speak. And Medisa was relieved to see that the people who were arguing with her had gone, and she bowed slightly to Brando with elven etiquette: "Lord Lord." ”

Brando nodded, and he looked at Antitina. The aristocratic daughter on the side was obviously relieved, and a few guys who came to ask for money were sent away by the lord in a few words, which made her almost feel a little relieved for a while.

But this is just an illusion, in fact, she does not feel relaxed at all, because the problem will not be solved by itself, and it is not a way to delay.

"My lord, won't you go to the front line?" Antitina thought for a moment, hugged Wen Jiàn, and asked.

"What's there to see." Brando shook his head, he couldn't see any suspense in this battle, and besides, it was far more effective to leave it to veterans like Tiger Sparrow, Fern and Clenthia than to go up on his own.

He knew that he was fit to lead people into traps, which was his old job, not to be a commander. Brando now only thinks that being a lord is enough to give him a headache, and as for more things, he can 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, and that's the result of converting Grudin's collection and the precious metals in the treasury," Antitina replied for a moment, "but considering the time, it's not worth that much money." In fact, we have less than a third of that amount in cash. ”

"And my lord," said the nobleman's daughter, with some sternness, "the problem of food is imminent, and as far as I know, Tonigal's output is only equal to the consumption every year, which means that we have no more people on our hands, and we have to find a way to feed them." ”

As if she was afraid that Brando would not expect it, she reminded again: "Mr. Leto is still leading thousands of refugees in Port Gries. ”

Brando, of course, did not forget this, he nodded, and listened to Antitina continue: "When it comes to the grain trade, it is not such a simple matter. First of all, we don't have a ship—"

"There should be a ship in Grieshaven, right?" Medissa whispered that although she was not familiar with the human world, she had recently made up for Toniger's geography in order to deal with the wars she might deal with in the future.

"Let's not say that we don't have control of the port of Gris, and the port of Griss is only a fishing port-" Antitina shook her head: "There may be some merchant ships anchored in it, but if it is to be rented, let's not say whether the merchants are willing to work for us, but this is a lot of money in the first place." ”

"Secondly, we can't spend all the money we have on one thing, that is, on everything that can be postponed, but at least half of it will be spent on the coming war. To be honest, I don't know how long this situation will last, and Count Denel will certainly not make it too easy for us. The noble daughter sighed as she spoke: "Not to mention that although we nominally control Fir City now, in fact, most of the Fir Baronies are not under our control, and we can now say that we are struggling——"

She hugged Wen Jiàn and paralyzed her hand: "Compared to that, I'd rather hide in the Black Forest now—it's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, my lord." ”

After speaking, she simply looked at Brando with a resentful look: "As for the magic guide room you promised me, of course, Antitina has nothing to do with it, so you can naturally push it back." But on Master Berau's side, it looks like he can't wait......"

Brando couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing that the meaning of this noble daughter was naturally not okay, but very related, but there was nothing to do for a while. He also knew that Antitina was telling the truth, and now that Tonigel's autumn harvest had passed, the only way to solve the problem of grain was through the means of guò trade, but in the end, there was still a lack of money.

Therefore, how to make money is the first thing he has to find a way to solve now.

He did have a sum of money in Pragues, which Roman had left over from his first business, and when they left, he entrusted it to Leto's daughter, Sue, and if nothing went wrong, it would have been at least a few hundred thousand tors.

But now that Count Denel's domain is between Tonigel and Goran-Elson, the money is destined to be unexpected, and Brando has to think of a solution in other directions.

The first thing that came to his mind was, of course, the silver mines of Shafterene.

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(PS. I had a great evening tonight, thank you.)