Hearing the desert robber's report, many businessmen in the hall turned to look at Kant.
Unfavorable strangers.
If it has nothing to do with the salt trade, then they don't believe it. Perhaps some nobles are dissatisfied with Kant's acquisition of the salt mine and intend to come to this magnificent force!
This is often a method of intimidation by established nobles against new nobles.
The same applies now.
Think about those aristocrats who used to manage dwarven salt, and their business was impacted by the appearance of desert salt. The two sides are equal to competitors, and there is still no relaxation, and there is a direct conflict of interest in the competition!
But Kant's desert salt is more profitable.
The distance from the human kingdoms is closer, the transportation is more convenient, and the taste is not bad, and the output is increasing day by day. It is destined to impact the conservative market of dwarven salt controlled by the old nobles.
The important way of making money that the family depends on has been cut off, so it's strange that there is no response!
Now these businessmen look to Kant.
At the same time, it is testing.
They are businessmen, and the so-called honor and dignity are not as exciting as profit. Therefore, they can humblely express their respect to Kant. The reason is also that they do not understand Kant's true strength.
Maybe now.
Some people came to provoke, flaunting their own force, threatening Kant, the soon-to-be-rising baron, with strength.
No matter how Kant responds, they can get the answers they want.
But if you lose, the final result will definitely not be friendly. These merchants will still maintain their obedience, but when the next time comes, there will be more and more elite caravan guards. At that time, these merchants will make profits She took back her previous humbleness and became even more arrogant than a nobleman!
But for Kant, his face was calm, but sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
He was no baron on the rise.
It is the lord of the Nalun Desert that has risen!
Facing the probing gazes of these businessmen, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his disdain and sarcasm were obvious, he didn't explain too much, he just ordered lightly: "Rolf, you handle it."
"clear!"
Rolf behind the door nodded immediately.
"Handle it beautifully." Kant continued.
As if thinking of something, he told Rolf: "Don't kill them all, our salt mines need to increase production, and there is a great shortage of slaves digging salt. Since they have come, let's stay and try to see if they are up to the task." Let's work."
"Understood." Rolf said with a ferocious smile on his face, "They are very qualified for this job."
Kant nodded and waved lightly: "Go."
"Everyone, follow me!"
Rolf saluted respectfully, while muffledly issuing orders.
The 50 Sarande riders who were still standing by the wall in the hall immediately rushed out, including the three Swadian royal knights beside Kant, and the cavalry who quickly gathered in the tent outside.
The entire central post station seemed to be a mobilization platform for dispatching troops, and the cavalry unit was gathering.
120 Salander riders.
220 desert bandits.
And the 3 Swadian royal knights led by Rolf!
The overall number of troops is only 350, but their combat power is at the elite level, especially the three Swadian royal knights who possess extraordinary power and belong to the rank of great knights, how can they be compared with ordinary cavalry.
Even those 120 Salander riders are qualified to serve as vassal knights under ordinary nobles!
But those merchants didn't know.
They couldn't imagine how powerful these cavalrymen were.
After all, there are a total of 600 unfamiliar troops coming. If they go crazy, it is not impossible to slaughter them all in this desert.
They do have caravan guards.
But these caravan guards can at most disperse ordinary robbers and robbers.
Confronting these 600 absolutely brutal cavalry is absolutely suicidal!
So the merchants began to talk about it.
Whispering to each other, there was a bit of anxiety in their tone, and they looked at Kant directly. After all, it seems that there are only 10 strange-looking knights guarding Kant now, and 10 ordinary sword-and-shield infantry.
They're talking about the Swadian Royal Knights, and the Swadian Light Infantry.
Kant's face was calm.
The mocking and disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth still exists.
Seeing them whispering, as if they were discussing something, he slowly reached out to pick up the silver cup prepared for him on the table, sipped the date palm syrup in it, and said lightly: "If you don't mind, I would like to invite everyone to the roof of the station , to enjoy a farce."
"This...but...the cavalrymen who came..." The merchants looked at each other, but it seemed that they were unwilling and wanted to leave anxiously.
"Come with me."
Kant did not give them a choice.
He drank the sugar water in the silver cup in one gulp, stood up and walked towards the stairs of the station.
"Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat
The sound of the long sword being drawn out of its sheath sounded.
The actions of the 10 Swadian light infantrymen were very rude, and their eyes were fixed on these businessmen, very unkind.
But those royal knights were much more elegant. One by one, they lifted the faceplates in front of the full-cover plate helmets, watched the businessmen stretch out their hands, smiled but said in an undeniable tone: "Gentlemen, please."
"This... this... this..."
The businessmen were even more hesitant.
They were all frightened and timid, they looked at each other, and they both saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.
No one moved forward to keep up with Kant.
They were all afraid that if Kant took them hostage to negotiate with the other party, it would be terrible.
Which nobles did the 600 cavalry from outside belong to? This is a question, but according to the unspoken rules behind the rampant bandit gangs in the Principality of Lions, there are noble forces behind them. It will make the other party cast a mouse.
Although there are battles among the nobles, there is definitely a union, such as marriage and alliance. Now that the cavalry has quickly arrived at this station, if the hostile nobles want to disrupt this trade, they will definitely kill them all!
No matter whether they go up or not, these businessmen feel trembling in their hearts.
A wave of despair appeared in everyone's heart.
"Gentlemen."
A royal knight spoke and said in a solemn tone: "Please don't make Baron Kant wait too long, can you?"
The 10 Swadian light infantrymen also stared at these merchants, the Germanic sword in their hands shone coldly, coupled with their slightly unkind eyes, it is estimated that they rushed over to kill people at the moment of veto!
"Yes, it is…"
The merchants nodded in despair and walked towards the stairs.
Come to the top soon.
Kant was standing in the corner looking towards the south.
This group of merchants walked over tremblingly, and also looked at the wind and sand blowing up from the south, as well as the cavalrymen riding at a constant speed in the middle of the yellow dust.
The whole body is wrapped in a linen robe, and the horse is also covered with a linen robe.
This is breathable clothing for sun protection.
But those riders could still see the looming armor, the chain mail that appeared as the horse ran up and down, coupled with the long sword in his hand, and the spear hanging on the side of the horse, they looked like elites!
They are definitely at the level of knight servants!
The well-trained appearance made these businessmen gasp!
Cavaliers.
It is basically a strong rider who has received knight training.
Since childhood, he has been trained in riding, spear, swordsmanship and melee fighting, and even studied noble etiquette part-time.
Basically, the troops composed of these knight attendants are the grassroots forces of the knights forming the knights, and they are also the main force of the nobles leading the troops in battle, and they are also the backbone of the Lion Principality's battle sequence!
Whether a country is strong or not depends on how many knights it has and how many knights it can summon.
If the knight is killed, the knight attendant can make up for it.
And for those hundred-year-old noble families to measure their own strength, they can also be measured by knight servants.
A powerful aristocratic family can always cultivate a large number of excellent and elite knight attendants. As their own strength, they fight north and south for themselves and achieve great results in the battle sequence of the Lion Principality.
Cooperate with the knights and grand knights of your own family, it is a complete cavalry unit!
Merchants are very knowledgeable.
Now their legs are trembling, and they even feel that there is already a desire to urinate between their legs, and they are so scared that they are about to pee!
"This... this is... this is... a team of knight attendants!"
"Not good... those are knight attendants... they are troops of high-ranking nobles..."
"Master Baron...you offended...who did you offend..."
The merchants were all talking with trembling throats.
His eyes widened, his eyes filled with despair.
600 knight attendants, fully armed, rushed to this post. The terrifying power almost destroyed their confidence. Even many merchants of minor nobles felt paralyzed and could only stand with the support of the people next to them.
But the despair in their eyes couldn't be removed no matter what, they really felt like they were going to die.
They guess the conclusion.
This is clearly a high-ranking nobleman who wants to destroy Kant's power!
How could it be that the comers were not kind? Among the 600 knight attendants, there must be 30 knights, and there may be peak-level knights. As long as they are enlightened by the great knight, they can understand the existence of extraordinary power.
How could this be a bad comer.
This is the rhythm of war!
"Quiet."
With a smile on his face, Kant turned his head slightly, looking at the panicked businessmen behind him, and the sarcasm in the corner of his mouth became more and more intense: "Knight servant? Oh, is this the strongest in your hearts?"
The merchants couldn't answer, they were breathing heavily as they watched the army of knight attendants getting closer.
His face became more and more desperate.
Kant shook his head.
Not much to say about these trashy businessmen.
Standing in place, watching Rolf leading many cavalry to meet him, he took the silver cup handed over by the light infantry next to him, sipped the warm sugar water in it, and said calmly, "The banquet has begun."
Next to him, the Royal Swadian Knight puffed up and blew the item that Kant had just handed him.
A dull and long horn sounded.
"Woo-"
(end of this chapter)