The Amber Sword

Act thirty-third expansion (fourteen)

"Sir Mintai's army has arrived at the Gulls Ferry."

Brando was silent for a while, but said something like this.

All the people present were stunned, and had not yet responded.

Brando's words did not avoid the master craftsman Paul, but the latter reacted and bowed slightly. "Since it is a topic that has nothing to do with me, then the old man I left first, Lord Lord!" The etiquette put his hand on the left chest to show respect, and raised his head to remind him: "Although the words are said, Lord Lord, I am waiting for the good news." After saying this, the old man calmly walked from the courtyard. Went out.

"What's the matter?" Yuta saw the abominable old man leave, before turning back and asking, "Why didn't we get the news?"

"The message was delivered directly to the tiger sparrow," Brando replied, and he introduced the wild elf girl next to him: "This is Fur, you all know, let her talk."

Everyone's eyes fell on the elven girl. Frow's face did not change color, he slightly raised his chin, endorsed it unhurriedly, and told the current situation again.

After hearing that there were only six or seven hundred people from Sir Mintai crossing the river from the ferry, there were only a few knights in the team, part of the army was mercenaries, but most of them were private soldiers composed of unproduced farmers. People's faces couldn't help showing a weird look.

"Wait, this guy, don't be so anxious to die." Yuta brushed her long red hair behind her neck with one hand and shook her head. "I only brought such a little person, we sip it Can eat it. "

"Will it be a suspect?" Clenhia asked sternly.

"No, I don't think that Sir can think of us being so brave." Brando analyzed: "Grudin's most loyal knight was dead and wounded in the last inner city battle with us. The usurped private soldiers are nothing but bad-skinned mercenaries and adventurers. Do you think they will escape to report after these people have dispersed? "

Everyone was silent, after all, it was not a glorious act to leave the master and run away, especially in this era, it is likely to risk the gallows. Naturally, no one will go to do such unhelpful things.

"So it's entirely possible that the news from Sir Minthai and Sir Paras came from other sources, such as a few words from the fir trees and even the baron who fled the refugees," Brando continued.

"After that night, in order to prevent more people from escaping, we have already issued an order around *** Fir City." Antitina heard this, and then said: "Your people are layered within ten miles outside the city. The whistle, you know the best whether Sir Mintai's spies can mix in. "

Yuta and Klenthia looked at each other, not that they were confident, but they were all the most experienced mercenaries. These people are not necessarily the best soldiers, but they must be the best hunters. Facing the rich experience of these people, they believe that the spies of such a small aristocrat like Sir Mintai can mix into the city, let alone get more. The exact message.

But daring to send soldiers blindly with such limited information alone shows the blind arrogance of the nobles. It seems that they have not regarded their group of 'civilians' at all.

Brando looked up and immediately saw Yuta and Clenthia straight up; he was surprised, but couldn't help but feel relieved-after conquering Tajib and his men, It seems that these mercenaries have begun to realize that their position in this collective is not as good as before.

On the other hand, the mercenaries had to choose to attach to Brando in the face of revenge from Count Jean-Dernell. So when Brando showed enough strength, they put away extra thoughts and thought more about what kind of position they will get in this collective in the future.

Even people like Yuta who are not keen on fighting for power and power have to consider for their own people.

Brando smiled slightly, thinking that there might be another reason. When it was heard that Sir Minthai had only six or seven hundred people, and his side was still ambushing thousands of cave ally allies in the forest, it was tantamount to saying that the credit was already available, and everyone was willing to fight for it.

He glanced at Yuta first, then at Clenthia. In fact, Fern and his men are still on the front line at the moment, and the former Karasu Cavalry Captain was the first of the three chiefs to show his surrender to him-long before the battle at the logging field, Came quietly to talk to him, and promised to give him all the people under his command. But Brando knew that being too partial to one person would make these two chiefs suspicious. He thought about it and said:

"Mr. Kerenthia, get ready, and get to meet Fern," he said. "You try to get around the frontal battlefield after the war, cut off the back of that Sir, capture as much as possible, capture Samuel himself is of course the best. It would be useful to keep him without killing him— "

He paused: "Of course, you have to judge for yourself and accept orders!"

The silver-haired middle-aged man's eyes lightened slightly, as if the whole person was a little lighter. He glanced at Yuta next to him, and Shen Shen replied, "Master Lord, as you wish."

After speaking, Clenthia set her own sabre like a real knight, and after turning, she left the courtyard, only to hear his proud footsteps 'snap' from the outside The bluestone slab was uploaded back.

So only Utta remained in the courtyard alone, and she couldn't help frowning, but she didn't say a word in the end. When Mattissa saw that the people who had been in the dispute had gone clean, she was relieved. She gave Brando a little gift in an elven manner: "Master."

Brando nodded, and he looked at Antitina. The aristocracy was obviously relieved. Several people who asked for money were sent away by the Lord Lord in a few words, which made her feel almost relieved for a moment.

However, this is only an illusion. In fact, she is not at all relieved, because the problem will not be solved by herself, and delay is not a solution.

"Master, can't you go to the front?" Antitina thought for a moment, holding the paper and asking.

"What's nice about it." Brando shook his head. He couldn't see any suspense in this battle. Besides, it was far more effective to give it to veteran commanders such as Tiger Finch, Fern and Klenthia. many.

He knew he was suitable for taking charge traps, which was his old business, not to be a commander. Brando now only feels that being a lord is enough to give him headaches. As for more things, just be lazy.

With this time, it is better to solve some more pressing problems. He turned back and asked, "How much money do we have?"

"Approximately 3.5 million Tor, this is still the result of converting Grudin's *** and precious metals in the treasure house," Antitina said immediately, "but considering the time The problem is actually not worth that much money. In fact, we only have less than one third of this amount of cash. "

"And Lord Lord," the noble Qianjin said with some seriousness, "the food problem is imminent, and as far as I know Tonigel's output per year is only equal to consumption, which means that we don't have one more person in our hands and we Think of a way for them to eat. "

As if afraid that Brando hadn't thought of it, she reminded again: "Mr. Reto also led thousands of refugees in Port Gries."

Brando certainly didn't forget this. He nodded and listened to Antitina again: "When it comes to the food trade, it's not that simple. First of all we don't have a boat--"

"Should there be a ship in Port Griess?" Matissa whispered. Although she was unfamiliar with the human world, she had recently made up for Tonigel's geography for wars she might cope with in the future.

"Let's not say we haven't controlled Gris Port yet, and Gris Port is just a fishing port-" Antitina shook her head: "There may be some merchant ships moored in it, but if you want to rent it, let's not say whether the merchant is willing We officers, but this is again a lot of money. "

"Secondly, it is impossible for us to spend all of our money on one thing, that is, to delay everything that can be postponed, but at least half of it will be used for the upcoming war. To be honest, I don't Knowing how long this situation will last, Count Denell will definitely not make us feel better. "Noble Qianjin said, sighing:" Not to mention that although we now control Fir City in name, but In fact, most of the Baron Fir leaders are not under our control, and we can now say that it is difficult to move— "

She slumped her hand holding the file: "Compared to this, I would rather hide in the Black Forest now-a clever woman can't cook without rice, Lord Lord."

After speaking, she looked at Brando with a resentful look: "As for the magic lab you promised to me, Antinina, of course, it doesn't matter, naturally you can push it back. But Master Buru There, it looks like you can't wait ... "

Brando couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing that the meaning of the aristocracy is not irrelevant, but very related, but there is nothing to do for a while. He also knew that Antitina was telling the truth. Now that Tonigel's autumn harvest is over, the only solution to food is through trade. But in the final analysis, there is still a lack of money.

So how to make money is the first thing he has to find a solution.

He had a lot of money in Prague. It was left by Roman in the first business. When they left, he entrusted the money to Reto's daughter Su. If there were no problems, that money. There are at least hundreds of thousands of Thors.

However, now that the territory of Count Denel is blocked between Tonigel and Golan-Elson, it is destined to make this money impossible to count on, Brando has to think of a solution from another direction.

The first thing he thought of was the silver mine in Shavdron.