Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

Viscount Chavez took out another map, and Derek was curious whether he had a third map.

"Silver mine, this is Gardner's silver mine, the mining difficulty is very low, if there are enough people, the annual reserve is estimated to be more than 20 meters."

Without waiting for Viscount Chavez to finish, Derek still stood up suddenly and said very sincerely: "Angelo (full name Angelo Chavez), in fact, I have always felt that interests can never compare to the sincere friendship between us."

Viscount Chavez was stunned, at least on the surface, there was no trace of Derek acting, he was very sincere.

"What do you want? Knights, soldiers, sailboats or armor and weapons?" Derek was very generous and waved his hand: "In this way, I will send people to build a colony with you, and I guarantee that your share will not be less."

After a while, Viscount Chavez got used to Derek's rapid face-changing skills.

"Duke, in addition to what I need, the Southern Chamber of Commerce also needs some weapons, armor and warhorse support. We... they seem to have encountered some troubles." Viscount Chavez said his apparent mission.

After all, the Southern Chamber of Commerce's large expenditures must have something to ask for.

They calculated the time of the birth of the little duke and took the opportunity to send a heavy gift.

Derek couldn't refuse the gift, and he naturally had to give some face to their request.

It can be said that this group of businessmen calculated very accurately.

Derek didn't care about it. The so-called armor and weapons had been overproduced, and a large number of them were sealed in the warehouse, waiting to find a sucker to take over.

Compared with these things, he was more curious about what troubles the Southern Chamber of Commerce had encountered.

"Did the black slaves in the New World defeat their army?"

This is a bit absurd. Even if the army sent to the New World is third-rate, it is not so easy to be defeated by a group of uncivilized monkeys, right?

"The reason they gave me was to support Prince Radek's move to seize the throne.

But my informant told me that other forces were discovered in the New World... outsiders like us." Viscount Chavez threw out this heavyweight melon.

But he didn't know more details.

Some people in the Chamber of Commerce have consciously excluded him.

"Your Excellency the Duke, I think those outsiders may come from other continents. After all, the ocean is too mysterious to us. If we can discover Gardner, we can naturally discover other continents.

But don't worry too much. Although the guys in the Chamber of Commerce like to fight for power, they are not weak in strength. No one can resist the charge of Knight Locke."

Viscount Chavez seemed full of confidence. He believed that the short-term defeat was just because the army on the New World was too useless. When the heavy cavalry arrived, they would naturally win.

The southern nobles have been beaten up in front of the northern nobles, but they can still shake when they leave the Locke Kingdom.

As for the supermodel's weapons and war methods, his imagination would not involve them at all.

Derek kept this in mind. He believed in Viscount Chavez's judgment. After all, the other party had not even discovered the three southern countries, so it was not necessarily that strong.

The two exchanged a lot of information with each other. From the perspective of the southern nobles, they could actually obtain a lot of secret information. This group of merchant nobles had many channels.

By the way, the deal was finalized and the details of the cooperation were resolved one by one.

...

Far away in the Gardner continent, the colonies from the Southern Chamber of Commerce quickly gathered a small fleet.

After discovering weapons that did not meet the level of black slaves, the colonial governor Sir Cullen reported and began preliminary reconnaissance.

Unfortunately, the information of black slaves was very backward. The black slave tribes on the north coast had very little contact with their compatriots in the distance, and any news sent over was meaningless.

So he decided to send people to investigate in person, so three old-fashioned sailboats crossed the coast where they often moved and explored a little bit further away.

In fact, they did not find the group of outsiders on the north coast.

Halfway, they encountered a sailboat of a strange style.

The opponent's flag did not match the style of the three southern countries, and when they saw the fleet, they adjusted their direction immediately.

The commander of the fleet was Rick, Sir Cullen's deputy. He was born a civilian and had no lack of naval experience.

The ships on the opposite side were not as large or as numerous as their own, so there was no need to hide.

The two sides made a final attempt with two different systems of flag signals to confirm that they were not their own people.

If they met at sea, they must be enemies if they were not their own people.

The composition of those who were hanging around in the sea was very complicated, but one thing was certain: there was no good person.

Rick was very confident at first. His ship was equipped with a giant ship crossbow from the north, which broke the habit of the three southern countries to board the war.

In terms of range, they had a psychological advantage, not to mention the advantage in numbers.

However, before the bed crossbow was used, a rumble was heard, and a puff of black smoke came out of the ship on the opposite side.

In a blink of an eye, a solid iron ball fell beside the ship, splashing a lot of water.

Rick's face changed drastically. He realized the possible threat, although he didn't know what it was.

"Shoot, shoot quickly."

This was not the distance where the crossbow had the greatest power and accuracy, but just taking the hit without fighting back would only cause morale to collapse.

Many sailors actually didn't realize the danger, but it was definitely right to obey orders.

The crossbow arrows, thicker than their arms, whizzed towards the enemy ship.

The other side did not expect to encounter a counterattack at all. They regarded this fleet as one of the local natives.

Although they encountered some stupid black monkeys, it is normal for such a large land to breed some civilizations.

Of course, judging by the performance of the monkeys, the local civilization is not that powerful.

Just like the natives they conquered.

Then, they were counterattacked.

When he saw the crossbows nailed to the ship, the captain of the sailing ship was aroused with anger.

"Damn monkeys, dare to resist, tear these monkeys apart for me." He waved his scimitar, and the crossbows made him more convinced that his opponents were just a group of natives.

Fortunately, solid shells and crossbows are difficult to destroy a sailing ship.

In the end, they still had to board the ship to fight.

Rick seized the opportunity, and three sailing ships hit the enemy ship one after another.

But the sailors who boarded the ship faced a group of red-clothed soldiers holding long spears.

Bang!

The smoke was filled with gunpowder, and the sailors in the front row were covered with holes and blood was flowing out.

All the sailors were stunned. It was their first time seeing this kind of weapon, and the shock was very strong.

Rick realized something was wrong when he saw the spear.

So he came to the crossbow fixed on the second-floor terrace early and pushed the archer away.

"Let me do it!"