That's right, these businessmen really can't figure it out.
The main force composed of unscrupulous knights and servants was wiped out in front of their eyes, and turned into corpses all over the ground, as well as sad captives whose dignity was trampled on and beaten wantonly.
They don't know that this is the mature tactical system of the Calradia continent.
A cavalry team composed of a group of knights.
When arrayed in a dense traditional assault formation, the effect of the attack is also the greatest!
For example, the Kingdom of Swadia has suffered such a loss.
Because Swadia's traditional iron cavalry combat tactics are like this. They used to cooperate with infantry and crossbowmen on the plains to be almost invincible, and destroyed all enemies invincibly.
But it suffered a big loss on the Kujit grassland.
The lightly equipped Kujit bow cavalry is responsible for luring and attacking, making the traditional cavalry scattered in the pursuit.
And when the formation could not recover and had completely dispersed, the final attack came.
The Kujit rider in charge of melee appeared.
Densely lined up in the traditional charge formation, easily defeated the cavalry that was already in a scattered formation, and became the winner in this tactical game of chasing and being hunted, killing the irresistible individual cavalry to pieces.
Even if there are cavalrymen who can escape, they cannot escape the lightly dressed cavalry archers with fast horses and arrows.
The horizontal push mode of simply charging side by side is not completely suitable for such a wide area.
What's more, these 600 knight attendants are arrogant.
It is doomed to perish!
"Boys, tie 'em all up and put away the booty!"
Rolf yelled, let the desert robbers jump off the desert horses, use the flax rope to throw away these weapons, and all the knight attendants who held their heads with their hands up were captured.
Countless weapons and armors were seized, war horses and dead bodies were all gathered.
Weapons, armor and live horses can be kept and sold.
As for the corpses of the dead war horses, they can be used as rations for these captives in recent days, or they can be smeared with salt, made into air-dried meat in the shade, and eaten as supplies.
Eating horse meat is actually not a big psychological burden for them.
Can live to eat anything.
In the brutal battle situation in Calradia, this group of soldiers who have already been trained are as terrifying as butchers.
Including treating those corpses that were turned into hedgehogs by short javelins, candied haws by long spears, dripping with blood, and had an extremely strong bloody smell.
As for his own short javelin, this is a standard weapon that cannot be given up.
As long as they looked intact, they were all pulled out from the corpse, wiped casually with a linen cloth, and then put back into the rucksack.
As for the dirty blood and the like, I don't really care.
It's a big deal to go back and wash it well.
Seeing that the battle had settled down, the desert bandits were also responsible for cleaning the battlefield. After Rolf made arrangements, he brought all the Sarande riders back, full of energy, looking like they had returned in triumph.
They were indeed victors, that cannot be disproved at all.
There was complete silence inside and outside the entire station.
It was as frightening as if disturbing Rolf and the others, they would be severely sanctioned.
The caravan guards and helpers who were still watching the battle in a panic, and were about to flee here at any time, now subconsciously stopped what they were doing, and stared blankly at Rolf and his triumphant return, with fear in their eyes .
It was a fear that didn't exist.
Originally, they only had the fear of Rolf daring to kill people outrageously, but they definitely didn't have the awe they have now!
The honor that comes with the victor.
Even on the top of the post station, the eyes of the merchants who stared blankly at all this had already shown respect and surprise, especially when they looked at Kant, thinking of the information they had heard one by one, they were thoughtful.
They can see from the beginning to the end at the top of the station.
How to win and how to defeat the enemy can be clearly seen.
At the same time, subconsciously, he looked at the 10 Swadian royal knights remaining beside Kant.
Turning his head to look at the stairwell again, the three blood-stained royal knights who were walking up quickly with Rolf gulped, with a humble and submissive smile on their faces.
These people may be great knights who have mastered extraordinary powers.
Although guessing, it is impossible for everyone to master it, but those 3 people have indeed mastered it, but it is certain!
They are nothing more than a group of businessmen.
He was the first to explore the way, and belonged to a businessman at the level of an abandoned son.
Being able to come here now is because of the short distance and the ability to respond quickly, so they were sent by various nobles to trade with Kant. Even if there is an accident, they will not feel distressed.
So they understand that their so-called backing is not so reliable.
To Kant, to Rolf, and to these three extraordinary knights, it is right to maintain the deepest respect.
This is their law of survival.
It's just that these businessmen can't imagine that the 13 Swadian royal knights in front of them are really great knights who have mastered extraordinary powers, and they are the pinnacle of the great knight level. Even if Kant wanted to, he could confer more royal knights There are more knights than the entire Lion Principality and the entire Silver Plate Principality combined!
Maybe they saw that these royal knights were equipped with standard plate armor, and they already had a little guess in their hearts, but they didn't take this guess seriously, they just gave up after going through it in their minds.
After all, 13 extraordinary knights are enough to control the political situation of the Lion Principality.
If this Baron Kant really exists.
Why was he exiled to the Nalun Desert, where the environment is so miserable? You must know that no salt mines were discovered at that time!
Their minds run wild.
But the humility and obedience on his face was even stronger.
Kant swayed the sugar water in the silver cup, still turned his back to them, and said lightly: "It's over."
"Yes, it's over."
Rolf first reported: "The enemy killed 284 people and captured 316 people."
"Very well, what about our losses?" Kant asked.
"No one was killed on our side, only a few people were seriously injured, and they can recover after treatment." Rolf replied.
"Yeah." Kant nodded.
The dialogue was terminated, and it was just a simple report of the results.
But the businessmen behind them swallowed subconsciously and looked at each other with horror in their eyes.
Seeing is one thing, hearing is another.
They saw Rolf defeating those knight attendants in a destructive manner, but they didn't expect that they won such a victory without even cavalry being killed. It was simply a big victory, an epic victory!
It doesn't fit their original point of view at all.
But here it is.
An epic victory is not enough, it can only be regarded as a big victory.
If it was really an epic victory, Kant would have already received the honor and prestige he deserved.
After all, with the development of Kant, it will become more and more difficult to achieve epic victories achieved by winning more with less, unless there are tens of thousands of people, hundreds of thousands of large-scale corps, and millions of people. Combat, after a big victory, you may get an evaluation of an epic victory.
But at present, it is still difficult.
Of course, Kant doesn't care, as long as he wins, that's right. This is already a very good result.
Turn around slightly.
Kant finally turned around and looked at these merchants with different expressions, but they were all submissive and bent over.
A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Everyone, what do you think of this banquet?"
The businessmen looked at each other.
But then they all reacted.
"Master Baron, you are so powerful, how can those horse thieves be your opponent!"
"This is an excellent banquet, Lord Baron, you make us all admire you!"
The merchants bowed down one after another and spoke in praise.
But Kant sneered, and he didn't feel the slightest cold about this kind of flattery. Instead, he looked at these merchants and said indifferently: "Then, shall we continue to stipulate how to divide the future salt trade?"
"No need! No need! Your lord baron! This is no need! It's all up to you!"
"Master Baron, you can say whatever you want, we are just waiting for the distribution!"
These businessmen broke out in cold sweat.
His face and back were soaked, and he bent over Kant tremblingly.
Apparently they also realized that their dissent at the time seemed extremely ridiculous now, especially since Rolf, who had returned with the might of a great victory, was looking at them coldly while holding a scimitar, and was even more timid in his heart.
"Heh." Kant chuckled, his face full of sarcasm.
But he didn't say much, and waved his hand to Rolf to arrange: "Each bag of fine white salt is 100 large silver coins. If you pay with golden eagles, then at the black market price, 150 large silver coins can be exchanged for 1 golden eagle. I don't want to let These merchants think I'm a stingy miser."
"Understood, who would think that Mr. Kant is a miserly miser?" Rolf nodded, and at the same time looked at these businessmen coldly, showing an almost ferocious smile: "Do you think so?"
"Yes, yes! The baron is absolutely merciful!"
The merchants bowed their heads and saluted, with cold sweat streaming down their faces.
They occupy a passive position without the slightest right to refute.
Also dare not.
"I leave it to you, Rolf."
Kant led the royal knights directly, went down the stairs first, and returned to his room on the second floor.
After he left, these businessmen dared to go downstairs to prepare golden eagles and large silver coins.
Rolf was sitting at the long table in the lobby on the first floor, watching these merchants dragging bags of large silver coins and golden eagles over together. More than 30 merchants easily divided up the 400 bags of fine silver.
In order to show their obedience, they also gave Kant several carts of supplies they had brought.
It's all gadgets.
Things like ironware, farm tools, and furs are not worth a lot of money.
Profits are useless waste compared to table salt!
In fact, it was also the reason why these merchants did not dare to stay for a long time. After all, they had just experienced a brutal battle. These merchants had already been frightened. They had to go back to their own territory early and see the backer behind them, so that they could live comfortably.
Otherwise, if you encounter a team of horse thieves or a gang of robbers raised by hostile nobles, your life will be in danger.
It is the nature of businessmen to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Soon the Central Station regained its calm.
The merchants all left, and only the desert bandits who cleaned the battlefield came back. After a short rest, they continued to disperse into patrol cavalry squads to patrol the surrounding desert areas.
It's just that the nobles behind the merchants are destined to be unable to calm down.
Kant mastered such force.
But it was completely beyond their expectations!
(end of this chapter)