Realm of Power

Seeing the beautiful Scellis arrive at the hall before him, the fat man led his subordinates in and bowed down with an embarrassed look on his face. He gave a noble arm-in-arm salute and sat on the chair that had been arranged in advance.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't expect Miss Scerlis to come so early. Although our two countries are currently in a hostile state, you are our guest in Samor after all. It is very rude to ask the guest to wait for the host in our Vecilia. In order to express our apology as Samor people, we are willing to reduce the original price by another 10%. I hope Miss Scerlis will not refuse."

Not only did the fat man not blush when he told lies, but he looked sincere. When he heard that the fat man was willing to reduce another tenth of the original price, Sceris, who had a straightforward personality, almost jumped with joy and found that this damn fat man was not As I thought, he was a philistine lord who only cared about money.

Just to apologize to herself, she was willing to reduce her food payment by hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and she also saluted herself in a chivalrous manner. This made Scelis feel a strange sweet feeling in her heart, as if she was floating in the clouds.

Sceris asked with a slightly red face.

"Sir, you are serious. You are not playing a trick on me, are you? Are you really willing to lower the price by another 10%?"

The fat man secretly laughed, this silly girl is so easy to fool! , don’t even know the strategy of retreating to advance.

In fact, Fatty had secretly arranged it last night.

It is necessary to show one's military strength in front of the Kugits without forcing the Kugits to death.

This time the Kugits did not hesitate to use their national reserves to purchase food, which shows that they have reached the most critical moment.

If you hide your life-saving food and refuse to sell it, or if the price is too high for the Kugit people to afford,

The dying Kugits were cornered, and 20,000 Kugit elite cavalry abandoned the royal capital and instead attacked the Samor Fortress, which contained a large amount of food.

Even if he had tens of thousands of troops and a fortified city, he would not be able to withstand the full attack of 20,000 Kugits who feared no death.

When the time comes, everything will be lost, and people and money will be lost. Not only will the food be unable to be saved, but I will also be unable to escape the fate of running away in a hurry.

Instead of doing this, it is better to sell half of the grain in hand to the Kugits. This can not only exchange for needed war horses, gold coins and other materials to strengthen the strength, but also allow the Kugits to better consume the strength of the royal capital.

Sitting on a mountain and watching tigers fight, why not kill two birds with one stone?

Lower the price first, so that the Kugits can buy basically enough food and will not take risks. The food sold can also be purchased from the poor rural nobles in the south who only have food with the gold coins paid by the Kugits. I bought it back and made a lot of money over and over again.

No matter how fierce the Kujit people are, they are still human beings. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, no one is willing to break the jar.

With Fatty's side realizing this, the negotiations naturally advanced very quickly.

The originally planned ten-day negotiation was basically concluded on the third day.

On the suspension bridge of the Samor Fortress, Scelis, who was wearing fiery red scale armor and had an excellent impression of the fat man, crossed her arms and bent down to give the fat man the most noble namaste of the Kugit people.

"Dear Marquis Dostin, thank you for your kindness in helping us Kugits at the most critical moment. We Kugits respect the most friends who are willing to really help us. I can assure you here that our army will We will evacuate the sixteen villages and towns surrounding Samor Fortress in accordance with the agreement, and hand over the entire northern border of Samor to you! "

Watching Scelis' graceful and charming figure disappear into the depths of the Kugit military camp outside the city,

I'm exhausted. It's really not easy to fool this Kugit woman."

Standing on the suspension bridge, Du Yu, who was drooling when he saw him, hurriedly wiped the large beads of sweat on his forehead with the handkerchief soaked in cold water in his right hand.

A pair of big hands pulled open the laces of his armor, letting the cool breeze blowing across his face lower the temperature inside his armor, which was comparable to a sauna.

As a man, you have to save face, especially in front of beautiful women.

Fatty, who never wears full body armor, rarely wears full body armor today. He wants to finally show off his reputation as a general in front of Scellis. Who knows that this inadvertent decision will cost Fatty his life.

The weather was particularly hot today. The airtight armor all over his body made Fatty feel like he was squatting in a steaming sauna, with streams of sweat pouring out of his body.

After three days of bargaining, the fat man and Scellis finally reached an agreement.

The Kugits exchanged 400,000 gold coins, 2,000 fine war horses, 5,000 ordinary packhorses captured from Wikiya, and 16 villages and towns north of the Samor Fortress in exchange for 500,000 stones of food for the Samor Fortress.

As for the captured nobles, Fatty's attitude was very clear. Ransom was not possible, but food could be considered.

As per the exchange rate of 500 shi of food per person, it’s up to the Kugits whether you want to exchange it or not.

Anyway, those prodigal sons are also raised by you Kujit people. You can change them as you like, and no one cares about them.

Such a low standard was unacceptable to Scellis, and she immediately rejected the possibility. Finally, after the wretched fat man hesitated for a while, he ransomed all the captives for 100,000 stones of grain.

"Sir, if His Majesty the King finds out that we are supplying a large amount of food to the Kugits, your Excellency, aren't you afraid that we will be prosecuted for subsidizing the enemy?"

Caesar Zoro looked at the fat man who was leaning on the battlement and fanning himself fiercely with a handkerchief, and asked with a worried look on his face.

"Supporting the enemy? We sacrificed 600,000 shi of food in exchange for the noble adults in the north. This should be a noble conduct worthy of praise, right?

We are noble knights, how could we possibly do such a shameful thing as aiding the enemy!

The fat man looked at Caesar Sauron, whose mouth was big enough to swallow an egg, and continued

"If it's not to find someone to take the blame, why would I want those useless people who only eat and don't work? 100,000 stones of grain, enough to feed 2,000 pigs."

The fat man's face was full of pain, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

He didn't think that he had taken advantage of the Kugit people by exchanging 156 nobles for 100,000 stones of grain.

If it were peacetime, the value of these captives would be at least 1.5 million gold coins.

Now the price is shared by the fat man, which is basically the price of one person for ten pigs.

Caesar Sauron shook his head with a wry smile.

Explaining the value of these adults to the fat man who only takes advantage of others is simply talking to a cow.

If those self-righteous bigwigs knew that they were almost the same price as pork, I don't know what expression they would have on their faces.

The trouble is diverted to others.

The well-fed Kugits should take some action.

The nobles in the capital should be worried now.

The Kugits are indeed trustworthy.

Three days after Scerris left Samor, 3,000 Kugit cavalry drove thousands of horses and 400,000 gold coins to the border of Samor. The exchange process went smoothly. Following the 3,000 Kugit cavalry, there were also 1,000 Kugit garrisons in 16 villages and towns.

The people who went to exchange In addition to money and horses, Clorisat also brought back a group of ragged beggars.

Outside the fortress of Samor, there were huge crowds of people. Tens of thousands of people surrounded Samor in a black mass.

Hundreds of battle flags embroidered with three-legged falcons of the Falcon Family fluttered in the wind.

2,000 fully armed spearmen wearing iron scale armor and holding three-meter-long spears were divided into ten long squares, isolating the tens of thousands of villagers who were watching the excitement twenty meters away. 1,000 heavily armored and holding shields as tall as a man. The heavy infantry stood on the inner side of the road like two steel fences.

"Are you ready? Remember to make the atmosphere more lively. It's best to let the whole of Vikia know how much we Samor value the high-ranking officials of these kingdoms, how much we abide by the chivalric code of caring for the nobles, how noble our character is, and how willing we are to take out 600,000 stones of grain to redeem these big men. After all, we have to rely on them to take the blame for "aiding the enemy."

The fat man stood on the suspension bridge of the Samor Fortress in heavy armor, with a long red velvet cloak tied behind him, like a fat goose, stretching his neck to look into the distance, and whispered to Caesar Sauron who was accompanying him.

"Please rest assured, sir. According to your instructions, I have not only arranged the top 3,000 troops, but also mobilized all the nearby villagers to watch. I believe that within ten days, the news that Samor redeemed 156 big men from the Kugit people with 600,000 stones of grain will spread throughout Vikia!"