The next morning, a messenger rushed into the Banshee fort on horseback. He stepped onto the suspension bridge, crossed the city gate, and quickly passed the city square under the watch of the watchtower sentry, and entered the central avenue.
The servants of the nobles who went to work on the streets evaded one after another, watching the fast horse stop at the gate of the Buche family mansion.
The messenger brought urgent news, and he was looking for the noble officer on duty. The noble officer informed the chief butler again, and the chief steward assessed the severity of the situation, and then knocked on the master's bedroom door.
The young and beautiful maid half-covered her clothes, opened the door displeasedly, and asked, "Patriarch is still sleeping, what happened?"
The chief butler must first apologize to interrupt the owner's rest, and then report emergency situations. The maid will close the door and open the door again at least half an hour later.
In the bedroom, the magic skylight sheds the breath of morning rain and dew. The sun was shining diagonally in the corner, bright but not dazzling. On the pillared bed, Friedman Bucher was covered with a thin silky quilt, and several maidservants were busy serving.
Patriarch Buche, who is in his forties, is at the age of energetic and ambitious. He has a bear face with a hooked nose, his skin is red, his face is rough, and his face is pitted.
This is really not a good look.
But people who are familiar always call Friedman a'wolf'. It was because this patriarch had the commanding ability of the'head wolf' and the viciousness and patience of the'evil wolf'.
Friedman's daily routine is very regular. He gets up on time, works on time, and entertains on time. The development of events in the alien world is often counted in'weeks', so he has never looked hectic in arranging affairs by'days'.
Patriarch Buche likes this kind of leisurely aristocracy. He takes this regular lifestyle as the secret of success and teaches it to everyone he knows.
If outsiders want to please Friedman, praise him for his step-by-step time concept. This will make him very happy.
It is a good thing to have the concept of time, and the development of Banshee Castle also shows such regularity. Commercial sales, construction, farmland farming, everything is completed according to the pre-planned time.
To a certain extent, this makes city management organized and conducive to development. Residents in the city praised the head of the family as a smart and wise man who brought happiness and a beautiful life to everyone.
Friedman felt that he didn't have much ambition, and he never expected to swallow a certain force in one bite. In his plan, all plans are made in units of'years'.
Reaching his goals a little bit makes Friedman happy. He is full of enthusiasm, joy, and energy for this every day.
"The idiots in the Northland like to fight for a little profit. Bullying them is as easy as bullying a naive child. I can't even find an opponent that bothers me.
When I crushed those fools with absolute strength, watching them crawl under my feet weeping bitterly. When the livestock, the fields, and the population belong to me, I am extremely excited.
But all the actions of the opponent are within my plan, and all this is extremely boring. "
Hey... Friedman likes to talk to his personal maid about his daily thoughts and thoughts. He likes to be admired and likes to be asked silly questions.
The patriarch considers himself the chess player who controls the chessboard. What he hates most is probably that an apple was dropped on the chessboard, which disrupted the chess game and disrupted all his plans.
Now, the apple was smashed down.
Every day at 7:30, the patriarch will get up.
But it was about a quarter of an hour early today, and the chief butler came knocking on the door. The sleeping maid came to inform, but Friedman still decided to get up'on time'.
The hourglass in the bedroom leaked out on time at '7:30'. The patriarch got up and completed a series of ritualized morning work step by step. He won't step out of the bedroom door until eight o'clock.
The chief butler guarded the door, waiting for the master’s question: "My dear butler, can you tell me any good news today?"
"Uh... sir." The chief butler hunched his back and reported behind the patriarch, "Our granary in Shitan Town caught fire last night and all the food was burned."
Ga...
The early news is bad news!
The fire in the granary is even more bad news among the bad news.
"How many granaries?"
"All, three granaries."
All? !
Friedman lived half of his life, not that he hadn't heard the bad news. But the burning of all three granaries is really distressing.
Shitan Town is the transportation center to the north of Banshee Fort. There are three granaries in the town, each of which can store 50 tons of grain.
Recently, in order to supply Bishop's army northward, the three granaries have over-stocked almost 60 tons of grain and more than 100 tons of horse feed.
Don't underestimate the two hundred tons of grain and grass, it is enough to supply Bishop's thousands of horses and horses for a week.
One week is exactly how Friedman estimated the time for the war to reach the territory of Coldwind City. In a week, the army led by Bishop can collect grain from the enemy's territory, without the need for the transportation of Banshee fortress, which consumes a lot of manpower and material resources.
But now the army has gone out to do half of the journey, and the granary responsible for supplying food and drink on the front line has been burned. It's too uncomfortable to get stuck at this time.
The patriarch frowned, he casually ordered to send someone to confirm the situation, and then continued to have breakfast step by step, met with family members step by step, and went to the study room to handle government affairs for a long time within the specified time.
As for the thorny problem that the frontline will run out of food..., isn't it still out of food
Slowly, there may be some subtle solutions.
After all, Shitan Town is more than ten kilometers away from Banshee Fort, and the current information is not accurate or exhaustive. When follow-up information comes, the problem may be solved.
By noon, no new news came from Shitan Town. But there was another worse news from a manor outside the city-Phils, who had been protected by the Butcher family, had died.
The death is particularly miserable.
The last patriarch of the long-legged family died, and Friedman was not sad about it. As the war progresses, the use value of this puppet is getting lower and lower, and sooner or later it will die.
But it's not time for this man to die. It would be better if he died a week later. Now it looks ugly for the Buche family to die.
Anyone who knows the news will think that Friedman must have ordered the execution, just to swallow the territory of Coldwind City in one bite. But the patriarch does not want to carry this scapegoat.
"Who killed Phils?"
"Sorry, sir. I don't know yet."
The chief butler also learned the news, and is waiting for the patriarch to order whether to investigate
Although it was only a few kilometers away from the city, there was no instant communication. The steward of the manor hurried to report. But what is going on, you have to send professional officials to the scene to see.
The fire in the grain depot is waiting for further news, and now there is another death. The city lord of Banshee Castle, the patriarch of the Bouche family, and the noble Lord Friedman, were really in a bad mood.
Information transmission is so slow and vague, and decision-making is naturally delayed. After all, this matter hasn't threatened the survival of the family yet, so I can't let the patriarch take a trip in person.
So this wait is a day's passing.
The step-by-step Patriarch Friedman entertained on time at night, fell asleep on time, woke up again at 7:30 the next day, and walked out of the room on time at 8 o'clock.
As usual, he asked the chief butler who was guarding outside the bedroom: "My dear butler, can you tell me any good news today?"
"Uh... sir. The 100 carts of grain and grass we urgently allocated to Baron Bishop yesterday were robbed halfway. All the draft horses were killed, all the carts were destroyed, and more than half of the grain and grass were burned on the spot.
Robbed? Destroyed
Friedman's mood in the morning was ruined again, with blue veins jumping on his forehead.
Horses are precious, and they cannot be replaced if they are lost. The carriage is not a bargain, and it is not easy to produce. One hundred carriages were destroyed all at once, which meant an absolute loss of corresponding capacity.
This problem is more serious than the destruction of the granary. Without transport capacity, you can't ship out even if you have food.
Who is so bold? Dare to stop the Buche family's caravan
Tired of living
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