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Chapter 3 Deep City Routines

"Why should I rob you? With your yellow and thin faces, what is there for me to rob?"

The villagers obviously believed this matter, but they still had doubts, and they still looked at them vigilantly.

"Don't worry, everyone. I will report this matter directly to the sheriff of Fort Kovan. I will not deal with them privately. We will retreat immediately. Of course, if you want to fight us, then say it."

Considering that whether it is directly slaughtering the village or dealing with these people privately, it is not within the scope of my rights.

It is obviously not in their own interests to fall into the grass and become a bandit in a short time.

Roland had no choice but to choose a milder way to end the matter. At the same time, he also mentioned that he had considerable force to cool down their meager anger.

As for reporting to the sheriff, judging from the attitude of the villagers, if he wanted to leave here, he had to let them go.As the saying goes, if you catch the thief and catch the dirty, how can the sheriff believe in his own words, so Roland didn't plan to do this.

Roland would not underestimate any enemy, but obviously there is no need to overestimate these people who have never been able to leave a radius of dozens of miles in their entire lives.

After emptying out the coins on their bodies and getting back the coins he had buried, Roland waved them away annoyed and let these people go.

Then the two sides confronted each other and slowly came outside the village.

He came to the place where he fell last night, looked at the missing horse, and shook his head helplessly.

Many people think that horse meat is not delicious, mainly because horse meat is not suitable for frying due to its low intramuscular fat. In fact, stewed horse meat is still good, but it is hard to say in the era of lack of condiments.

Still, it's better than nothing, isn't it?
After groping on the ground for a while, he took the dagger and pinned it to his waist with a lot of effort.Then he walked to Baron Cowan's town, because that was the nearest town.

At this time, Roland was very excited to be on his way to the pinnacle of his life and to marry Bai Fumei.

Roland recruited a total of 20 imperial recruits and 1 imperial guard recruit.A total of 45 silver was spent.

Of course, did the legendary golden light flash past?

"What's your name? Soldier."

"Good day, my lord, Mirlon, a new recruit of the Imperial Guard, is reporting to you!" I saw him leaning on his right chest with his left hand, taking off his hat with his right hand, bowing slightly forward and nodding at the same time.

Roland looked at Mirron's noble etiquette and remembered that he was a noble soldier. The descendants of nobles joined the army. They have better equipment and stronger force. In order to gain honor and obtain fiefs, or become an honorary noble.

A person who has been trained since childhood and has the support of his family will of course be stronger than those soldiers.

"Where are you from?"

Roland also bowed and asked his doubts.

"Good day, my lord; we come from the continent of Calradia, follow the ancient oath to fight for you, and we don't know where this is."

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Roland gave up on getting information from Milon.

"My lord, you can actually open the map to get information, as long as it is a place you have been to, it will be marked on the map."

strategic map?Roland opened the map and looked at it, and found that it marked all the places he had visited, as well as the positions of his own troops (green dots), and all hostile biomes within one kilometer (red dots). The place I have been to is a fog.

Seeing this, Roland's heart was settled. It was indeed the map in Qiblade. It would mark information within a certain range around it, and at the same time be able to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Roland finally buried the pitchfork outside the city and marked it when the town of Kowan could be seen.

When they came to the side of the town, it was already dawn. Roland decided to take Miron into the city only, and let them wander around the market outside the city. At the same time, he gave them some coins to get some food for themselves.

After paying the entry fee of 5 coppers at the gate of the town, the town guard looked at the dagger on his waist and told him that the baron was recruiting a patrol team recently, and planned to teach those alien races who had become more and more rampant recently.

At this time, Roland's chest was already hungry, so he came to a tavern, ordered some meat, and began to eat.

After a little sleep.
Roland didn't know what to do at this time, and he still had 2 gold, 20 silver and 468 copper on his body.Running a caravan requires guard force, and it is difficult to form a caravan with this little property.

Even if you have cavalry and hacking soldiers, don't you need to equip them with weapons and equipment? You must know that in this era of low productivity, it takes a few days for a blacksmith to make a sword that can be used on the battlefield. Weapons are not cheap.

Of course, sophisticated weapons take longer, and the price is even more outrageous. Ten years of sharpening a sword is not just talk.

As for the guard with the pitchfork?How many carriages are there for goods?Isn't it right to tell others to come and rob me?

Even if it is barely formed, considering the road conditions at the time and the taxes of each territory, some lords are okay because you have what they need, but for some lords, if you don't give them satisfactory taxes, then you will have to stay forever. It's hard to make much income in a year, and you have to run the risk of being robbed.

The lack of capital means the lack of goods, and people all the way eat horse chews, and may lose money.

Don't think that they don't know what is called a marsh, because those who don't understand have already gone bankrupt, because their leaders ran away under heavy pressure. These people often become a negative teaching material and are circulated among the nobles, and they are jokingly called "genius management" By'.

Roland eventually decided not to join the patrol because he didn't want to be used as cannon fodder.

If he is given command by others, his attributes will be a little higher than those of an ordinary soldier. The problem is that he has never experienced combat at all. If he goes to the battlefield in such a state, he may die on the battlefield in a single battle.

"My little brother, how do you sell wheat?" Roland asked when he came to a grain store.

"Wheat 6 copper a pound."

The shopkeeper who was doing the accounting looked up at the two of them and then continued to calculate the accounts.

"Do you buy more or less?"

"Oh? How much does this lord need?"

Seeing that there seemed to be a large amount of business to do, the manager of the grain store immediately put down his assistant and looked at Roland with piercing eyes.

Seeing this, Roland smiled sheepishly and said, "Only 100 pounds."

"Do you want less than 100 pounds?" Obviously, the shopkeeper was not satisfied with the amount, so he lowered his head and began to calculate his own account.

Seeing this, Roland was a little embarrassed, but he didn't have much money now, so he had to plan carefully and save as much as he could.As a businessman, he knows the price of grain very well. The wholesale price of wheat is 3 copper per pound. The shopkeeper sells it for 6 pounds, which is not very expensive. After all, the quantity he buys is very small.

"Boss, we bought it."

The shop owner asked the clerk to drag out two bags of wheat and put them on the ground, and at the same time said in a nonchalant way: "Do you still want to weigh it?"

This made Roland extremely embarrassed. Originally, he had this idea, but was dismissed by the top.I had no choice but to greet Milon and the two of them, each carrying a bag, and left here.

Wait, I seem to have been tricked, these two bags of wheat are not that heavy.

(End of this chapter)