Act 33 Expansion(14)

"Sir Minty's army has arrived at Gers Ferry."

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

Everyone present was stunned and did not react for a while.

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, leave first, Lord!" He followed the instructions of the Eruin nobles. He politely put his hand on his left chest to show respect. He raised his head and reminded: "Although I say so, Lord, I am waiting for good news." After saying this, the old man calmly walked out of 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, she raised her chin slightly, endorsed the words slowly, 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 most of them 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 behind his neck with one hand, shook his head and said in confusion: "We only brought so many people, and we can Just eat it.”

"Could it be an old rumor?" 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 a 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 blockade the surrounding areas of Fir City." Antitina heard this,

Then he said: "Your people are stationed at every level within ten miles outside the city. As for whether Sir Mintai's spies can sneak in, you know best."

Juta and Kerenthia looked at each other. It wasn't that they were confident, but they had the most experienced mercenaries under their command. These people may not necessarily be the best soldiers, but they must be the best hunters. Faced with the rich experience of these people, they believe that spies from small nobles like Sir Mintai can sneak into the city, let alone get more information. Exact news.

But to dare to send troops blindly based on such limited information also shows the blind arrogance of the nobles. It seems that they don't take their 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, when Brando showed enough strength, they put away their unnecessary thoughts and considered more about what kind of status they would gain in this group in the future.

Even people like Juta who are not keen on fighting for power have to think about their men.

Brando smiled slightly, thinking that there might be another reason here. When he heard that Sir Mintai only had 600 or 700 men in his hands, and that he still had thousands of caveman allies ambushing him in the forest, this was tantamount to having already received the credit, and naturally everyone was willing to fight for it.

He glanced at Jutta first, and then at Kerenthia. In fact, Fern and his men were still on the front line at the moment, and the former Karasu Cavalry Captain was the first among the three grand regimental commanders to express his surrender to him - long before the battle for the lumber mill, he had already He quietly came to talk to him and promised to put all his men under his command. But Brando knew that trusting one person too much might make the two leaders suspicious. He thought for a moment and said:

"Mr. Kerenthia, 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 Yuta beside him and replied in a deep voice: "As you wish, Lord 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 from outside. The bluestone was uploaded back.

So Juta was left standing alone in the courtyard. She couldn't help frowning, but she didn't speak in the end. And Medissa breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that all the people who had been arguing were gone. 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, which made her feel almost relieved for a moment.

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 Kerenthia than to go up on his own. many.

He knew that he was suitable for leading people to charge into traps, that was 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, just be lazy if you can.

If we have this time, we might as well solve some more pressing problems. He turned around and asked, "How much money do we have left?"

"About three and a half million Thor. This is after converting Grudin's collection and the precious metals in the treasury." Antitina was startled and immediately replied: "But considering the issue of time, , it’s actually not worth that much. In fact, the cash we have on hand is less than one-third of that 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, which means that 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 made up for the geography of Tonigel in order to prepare for possible wars in the future.

"Not to mention that we have not yet controlled Gris Port, and Gris Port 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, that is, postpone everything that can be postponed, but at least half of it must be used on the upcoming war. To be honest, I don't Knowing how long this situation will last, Count Jean Denel will definitely not make it easy for us." The noble daughter said, while sighing: "Not to mention that although we nominally control Fir City, we can't make it easy for us. In fact, most of the Fir Barony is not yet under our control, and 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 is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, Lord 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. He knew that what the noble daughter meant was not that it didn't matter, but that it mattered a lot, but he couldn't help it for the moment. He also knew that Antitina was telling the truth. Now that the autumn harvest of Tonigel has passed, 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.

The first thing he thought of was naturally the silver mines in Schafdelen.

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