Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"Does the Saint know about this?"

Tariq regretted it as soon as he asked. The reason why he came here was because he heard that the other party was in the city. There was no reason why he didn't know the camp was so obvious.

But why is there no movement?

The normal scene in the slave camp made the knight puzzled.

"The Saint knows this and is here for this reason."

Speaking of this, Greg's face became a little brighter. As the only Duke-level knight country canonized by Bretonnia, he believed that with the status of a saint and the strength of the Leonis Knights, he would naturally be able to get the Earl back on track. Come.

There are so many greenskins, how about if I kill them one by one?

Different from the ugly knights, these greenskins in cages made Chen Sheng's heart become active.

He doesn't think there's anything wrong with arresting greenskins in exchange for military supplies. After all, why bother with so much when the family can't open the door?

He couldn't wait to meet the leader of the Orgri Knights who could capture a large number of greenskins.

"Your Majesty the Duke, I'm sorry that you saw this filthy thing. Let's continue."

Outside the gate of the slave camp, Baron Gregg walked out with a livid face. He stood there for a few seconds before releasing his clenched fists. Then he let out a long breath, turned over and returned to the team.

"Freshly baked long bread, big and thick, only costs 1 copper dinar."

"Large and thick wheat cakes, 3 pieces only cost 2 copper dinars~"

After passing the slave camp, both sides of the main road became even more lively. Not only were private houses made of various materials on both sides, but the shouts of various vendors made Chen Sheng instantly feel familiar, just like the big market he often went to with his family when he was a child. .

"Is that an Arabi?"

The food merchant, with a piece of cloth pressed twice on his head and three wheat cakes waving in his hand, did not notice at all that his ordinary behavior of soliciting business attracted the attention of a "big man". What he cared about was how Sell ​​your share today.

poverty!

so poor!

Gamal Abdu was very upset. He did not expect that the civilized land he finally arrived at after crossing thousands of mountains and ridges would be so lacking in wealth. All kinds of goods were thrown into his hands, including even the most basic food. Business is not easy to do.

Is it the wheat tortilla or the tortilla that tastes bad?

Or are these Bretonnians not short of food?

Do not!

neither!

The cakes are delicious, and the Orgri Knights are also short of food, but there is no money!

Faced with such an embarrassing situation, the bold Arabi merchant originally planned to continue heading north, but he did not have his own merchant ship, so he could only wait for the merchant ships from Bretonnia or Sigmar to trade, and at the same time clean up the goods that could not be sold at high prices. Food piled up on the stairs.

"Aw~~, sir, do you want to try Arabi's delicacies?"

Following the inexplicable feeling, Gamer's eyes lit up.

A Cathay man!

This is rare!

There is also an elite team of knights accompanying you, who are either rich or noble!

There is profit!

"This businessman thanks you for your kindness. If you have time, I'd be interested in chatting with you after I finish handling the contract."

Arabis, Arabs.

Chen Sheng took a closer look and found nothing different.

Their appearance, clothing and eating habits are exactly the same.

The only difference is that the world they live in is different.

"I have time, I have time. As long as you need me, I'm willing to wait for as long as you need."

Unexpectedly, just a simple greeting would win the favor of the big shot. Gamer was so happy that he almost jumped up on the spot. The team had walked for a long time, and the Arabi businessman was still standing there and giggling.

"These are the knights of the Saint. They look so powerful!"

"It feels like they are more than a little bit better than us..."

"Is that a Cathay man?"

"Am I dazzled? Why are elves and dwarves mixed together?"

The arrival of this strange team naturally attracted the attention of Zandili City. Although the foreign businessmen were also curious, they did not react much. However, the people who belonged to the Orig Knights were different. They stared at the team with vigilant eyes. of dwarves and elves.

"Aisha, Boris, it seems like the locals don't welcome us..."

Naturally, Chen Sheng would not pretend not to notice the undisguised emotions of the Zandiri residents. Although he really wanted to reach an agreement with the Ogre Knights, if this was the environment, it was necessary to reconsider.

"Greg, you know what?"

Tariq was grateful to Chen Sheng and his party, and hoped that the knights could be on good terms with them. He did not want to have any misunderstandings that would affect the cooperation between the two parties, so he immediately asked the baron.

"I heard that there was a conflict with Atalan's dwarf exploration team. As for the elves, I don't know. Don't worry, Your Excellency, leave this matter to me."

Greg assured with a serious expression. Since coming out of the slave camp, he has subconsciously raised his position to the Duke of the East, who is likely to solve the plight of the entire Arabian Coast Knights.

All because he learned some very bad news from the slave camp.

Support from Bretonnia itself was completely cut off.

Whether it was the basic funding provided by the kingdom, the trade, or even the military protection, they were all gone.

It's not that the expeditionary knights have been abandoned, it's just that the Kingdom of Bretonnia itself has fallen into a war and cannot spare any effort to support its younger brothers.

The vampires entrenched in the northern part of the Gray Mountains, the coast of Leonis, the greenskins in the border kingdom of Estalia, and the Tombs of Covero, these forces that are impossible to defeat all launched an attack on Bretonnia.

Among them, the thing that Greg couldn't figure out the most was the Kingdom of Estalia.

In history, when the Arabi Empire invaded these border countries, Bretonnia helped them repel the invaders. Why are they backstabbing friendly countries that they have benefited from now?

And still together with those evil forces? !

...

"Holy Lady, I cannot agree with your opinion. Now that we are unable to maintain our own business, how can we support the mainland, let alone the lack of warships? As for giving up the green skin business, please forgive me for not being able to support it. Courtesy, I apologize for the difficulty in obeying your order."

"Knight John, have you forgotten the goal of the Knights' Great Expedition? Have you forgotten the principles of chivalry?"

Herpans looked puzzled. She didn't expect that her good words and persuasion for so long still failed to make the other party change his mind. In the past, any disputes or wrongdoings among the Bretonnian knights could always be easily resolved as long as she was present.

But what happened today?

"Holy Lady, I admire you from the bottom of my heart for your heroic deeds. Your selfless dedication is also a model for the Bretonnian knights. However, perhaps the aura of your holy name has been around for too long, causing you to miss some places and not see them. .”

"What is it?"

Hepans was stunned. This model knight who was blessed by the Holy Grail and was given the title of "War Saint" was the first time he heard such critical words from another person. He was shocked and subconsciously asked.