The caravans in the mainland of Calradia are all retired top soldiers, and they lead the trained caravan guards and sentries to trade. A few robbers and robbers are not their opponents.
Only a large-scale bandit group can take down these caravans.
That's why Rolf looked down on these businessmen who had a large number of more than 500 people, but in fact they were in a mess. They were still blaming each other for internal fighting when the enemy was approaching, and he was full of contempt for them in his heart.
But definitely not annoying.
Because as a professional villain and a part-time excellent bandit leader, what Rolf likes the most is this group of cute little white sheep, stripped naked and delivered to his door!
"Master Kant, what do you want to do next?" Rolf looked at Kant.
"This." Kant pondered, he understood what Rolf meant.
I just want to completely eliminate these merchants and plunder their goods!
But Kant saw that these businessmen couldn't stop backing away, and they didn't even want the carriage carrying goods next to them. He couldn't help but shook his head, and said to Rolf, "I'll handle it myself."
"Follow your order." Rolf shrugged and stepped back a little.
Kant walked forward.
The businessmen were even more frightened and begged for mercy.
Even the first three leaders who had no way to retreat were sweating profusely.
"Let's talk."
Kant lightly knocked on the horse's belly, signaling the army horse under his crotch to stop advancing.
Looking at these businessmen, the noise in his ears was a bit harsh, and he couldn't help frowning: "Be quiet, gentlemen, the worst situation is not yet reached. If you keep arguing, I think the final result will not be very good."
The scene quickly quieted down.
All the businessmen looked at Kant in panic.
There were also those caravan guards, who were infected by the panic around them, and all of them felt strangely guilty.
Even the weapon in his hand was put back into the sheath, for fear of being misunderstood by Kant.
"very good."
Kant looked at the calm merchants in front of him, and nodded in satisfaction: "I know exactly why you came here, but I think you should re-know my rules, that is, I only sell the salt in the salt mine to Lord Dylan of Stone Pass, and this post here."
As he said that, Kant pointed to the station next to it, where there were 10 Swadian militiamen stationed, and said indifferently: "The south side is a commercial road that can be walked at will, and it is a place of exchange that I allow to be open to the outside world."
The merchants listened quietly.
Kant pointed to the north, and said calmly: "But just to the north of this post station, that is a restricted area that I forbid anyone to enter. It is a territorial law promulgated by me. As long as I still exist in the Nalun Desert, my One day, this law will come into effect after all, and you cannot violate it!"
"Yes! Yes yes yes! Baron Kant, we understand!"
"That's right, Lord Baron Kant, we all know that it is a restricted area!"
"That's right, that's right! We know it's off limits!"
The merchants opened their mouths immediately, with joy in their eyes. It seemed that Baron Kant's words meant that they were safe. After all, they had not only heard of Baron Kant's benevolence when they were in the Principality of Lions.
Of course, the reputation of benevolence at that time was more cowardly.
But they are now facing Kant's benevolent character with deep respect.
If it is disrespect, if Kant has no benevolent character.
They estimated that there would be dead bodies all over the place by now!
Respect often comes from fear, whether it is the fear of the other party's financial resources, fear of power, or fear of power, it is the same, and there will be a sense of awe for it.
So there is respect.
It's just that Kant was not at all impressed by this homage.
False homage is nothing compared to the heartfelt reverence of those recruited civilians and soldiers. Only these people are the ones Kant really chooses to believe, not these businessmen.
Raising his hand, Kant touched his chin: "You all seem to understand."
"Understood, understood!"
The merchants kept nodding.
Kant chuckled: "Then tell me, who is instigating this rebellion against me?"
The scene suddenly fell silent.
Rebellion
What rebellion
These businessmen were stunned, and they still didn't understand why Kant said the word rebellion.
It is true that they are spies from the nobles with evil intentions.
But how could they rebel!
"Don't tell me?"
The smile on Kant's face subsided, and he turned his head to look at Rolf: "Isn't there someone who set off a rebellion and wanted to occupy my territory and obtain my wealth?"
"That's right, Lord Kant, that's indeed the case." Rolf replied with a cooperative nod.
"No! Absolutely not!"
The merchants cried out in despair.
"How could this be a rebellion, we have absolutely no intention of overthrowing you!"
"Absolutely not, Lord Kant! No!"
It is a felony for the common people to overthrow the notice of the nobles and set off a huge uprising!
This is still a felony among felonies!
It is the most intolerable felony for nobles!
Even if the hostile nobles are overthrown, the nobles here happily hold a celebration party, secretly boasting a few words about the civilian rebel army who overthrew their enemy nobles, but they will still recruit all the troops, for their own noble status, for the noble class, Kill all those civilians, and receive some loot from the enemy nobles by the way.
The authority of the noble class cannot be touched, even if the nobles themselves want to change, or those mysterious mages want to change, it will not work, or in other words, it will not be allowed at all!
And Kant also does not allow these businessmen to dare to test their bottom line.
That's right.
It is true that these merchants gathered for the sake of incitement.
But in fact, they all have a tacit understanding, wanting to test Kant's or Rolf's bottom line.
It's just that they didn't expect that Rolf had no bottom line at all. Once they dared to make an outrageous move, what they would face next was not a negotiation, but a bloody massacre by desert robbers and Sarande riders!
A Rolf who is a nobleman but is a bandit leader, can he have a bottom line
What a joke!
If it wasn't for Kant's arrival, it is estimated that they would have been slaughtered at dusk!
And even if Kant came, he would not let them go.
I will not let go, the leader, the guy who instigates these businessmen and tries to test his bottom line!
"It's them!"
"That's right! It's them!"
Soon, the three leaders were pushed out.
At the same time, there were still many guards in the caravan, who were separated together.
These people had desperation and hatred on their faces. Obviously, these guards and businessmen were all subordinates of those three people. How could they not have hatred towards those "companions" around them when they were pushed out at this time
(end of this chapter)