European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 83 A Friendly Transaction

"What did you say?" Werther slapped the desk, and directly rose with his sword and went out to check the situation.

Not far away, rows of torches danced regularly in the darkness. Judging by the number, there were at least a hundred people.

"Enemy?" Werther's first reaction was this. After all, there was no news of Harfleur's reinforcements at this time, and Werther also inferred reasonably based on the facts.

Without thinking, Werther quickly shouted loudly: "Quick, why are you standing there in a daze? Hurry up and wake everyone up to prepare for the battle."

After driving away the people under his command, looking at the absent-minded Kante, he cursed again: "You're still playing with your booty, throw it aside, the enemy is about to hit you."

Conte put the silkworm cocoon bag aside solemnly, and went to beat the gongs and drums to call people to get up and prepare for the battle.

Werther stood at the forefront and occupied the commanding heights to look out. The approaching troops in the dark, from the shaking flames, marched in an orderly manner, which looked like a regular cavalry army.
This strengthened Werther's previous inference that Harfleur's reinforcements should have been defeated, and now these must be the knights of the fiefdom nobles.

Werther beat his chest and stomped his feet, and suddenly lost his fighting spirit. If he continued to resist like this, he had no chance of winning at all. Perhaps he should accept the result of failure, like Kovic bowing his head and paying tribute.

But the marching speed of that troop didn't seem to be marching in a state of combat readiness, and the slow pace looked more like going out for a walk in a group.

After hesitating, a shout came from the other end, "Mr. Witte, it's me, Mr. Bruno."

"Bruno? This guy's troops are still there." Witt let out a long sigh of relief after distinguishing the voice and confirming that it was a friendly army.

The original state of emergency combat readiness was lifted, and the two sides successfully joined forces.

"Mr. Witt, it's not easy to find you who are hiding." Li Peijun joked. After all, he was in the dark and didn't know the exact location.

At first, Li Peijun thought about using the basic skill navigation to locate, but later found that navigation can only locate the location, and it is invalid for moving targets. Fortunately, with the lord skill of joint action, Li Peijun successfully found Werther's location.

Joint action is a lord skill with a high growth value. It can effectively improve the coordination and cooperation ability of the entire army. It can play a huge role in the command of large-scale battles in the future. Controlling the troops on the flanks is also a qualitative improvement to the overall combat effectiveness.

But with Li Peijun's current strategy and command, it can only locate the position of friendly troops, not to mention control and dispatch.

"Brother, I thought you were beaten to the bum." Werther also smiled, looking at the majestic troops behind Li Peijun again, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

Werther asked, "Why are these people so different from what I saw in the morning?"

Those rough linen clothes and hammers and spears were all replaced by leather armor and animal clothes with knight swords. The huge change surprised Werther.

Li Peijun approached him and said in a low voice, "These are the noble knights I surrendered, and all the surrounding fiefdoms have already fallen into my hands."

"what?"

Witt was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped. What kind of power would make a patchwork temporary army win consecutive battles in such a short period of time.

Witte originally planned that this guy would come to Honfleur to help him, and then he would go all out to take over the Kovic base camp after winning, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the lead and occupy the entire fief.

If Li Peijun really ate up all the fiefdoms, then even if he was defeated as the lord of Honfleur, he would not last long. Werther felt a little uneasy.

As for Li Peijun's behavior of seeing death and eating alone, Werther was quite critical at the beginning. He inadvertently spotted the broken sword in the opponent's sword case, which was stained by blood without a trace of luster, and remembered that his hand was shiny. The sword can almost be seen in a mirror, and he couldn't help sighing.

Although I am ambitious, I am also a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. This action is not an active pursuit, but a forced counterattack.

"Huh? What are the things on your car? It's not like the big cloth bags on the other car frames, but there are small bags on it."

While Werther was still in a daze, Li Peijun noticed the batch of supplies that Conte had hijacked and looked at them curiously.

"It's nothing, it's just a bug."

At this moment, Werther has mixed feelings in his heart. On the one hand, he is happy that his reinforcements have achieved gratifying results, and the victory is basically settled; question.

Li Peijun carefully opened the mouth of the cloth bag. At first, he thought it was a centipede and scorpion, so he seemed very cautious.

There are a lot of mulberry leaves piled up in the bag, and a few snow-white cocoons come into view.

These are silkworms, the raw material for making silk. Although it is not difficult for European royal families to wear a few silk fabrics, they are still rare and expensive items. If they can be made, they can make a lot of money.

Li Peijun concealed his inner joy and looked at Werther's bewildered face. He probably still didn't know the value of this batch of silkworm cocoons, so he wanted to pretend that it was a normal purchase and take the goods.

Li Peijun retied the cloth bag and put it back, saying, "It's really not an ordinary bug, it can make beautiful clothes."

The value of this batch of goods cannot be deliberately belittled. After all, if the tax is paid in kind, the goods themselves also have a certain commercial value. Li Peijun just vaguely replaced silk products with beautiful clothes.

"Your Excellency Bruno, you are just like Conte. This guy said the same thing. I really don't understand what use these beautiful clothes can do. It would be better to have a few sets of practical armor." Witt got into the suit smoothly, I got the answer Li Peijun wanted.

After all, he is a manor lord in a remote place. He is a self-sufficient natural economy on weekdays. He has neither seen the world much nor understood the value hidden in commodity circulation.

"Hey, it's a pity that Harfleur doesn't have beautiful clothes, but there are a lot of extra armor." Li Peijun pretended to sigh, ready to catch Werther.

Werther naturally had the idea of ​​armor. Anyway, these silkworms can't do anything in his hands, so it's better to change it for something more real.

As for the extra armor, it doesn't exist. Li Peijun doesn't have that many armor sets at all. He plans to use Sol to customize the armor set to deal with the transaction.

After some friendly bargaining, Li Peijun finally got only ten complete armor suits in exchange for half a cart of silkworm cocoons in Werther's hands.

It's enough to make a fortune with blood.

When the deal was successful, Li Peijun had to act as if he had suffered a great loss, talking about having fun and losing money, flashy clothes, etc., and by the way, he also praised Werther's pragmatism.

When he comes back with the mass-produced silk fabrics to exchange for a cart of Saul, this guy will definitely be shocked.

After the transaction was completed, Li Peijun discussed the next course of action with Werther, and the two sides agreed to launch another attack on Honfleur at dawn.

(End of this chapter)