Vol 3 Chapter 13

Territory Act 13 (7)

When Clenhia lowered her head, the head of the mercenary shook her long flame-like hair and looked at the guy with a bit of dissatisfaction. I thought you humbly bowed and don't take us too, but she turned to want to say something but couldn't find the place to blame. Although the middle-aged silver-haired woman didn't like to listen, she had to admit that it really was that Going on.

In fact, since they took that step that night, they have understood today's results. But Brando was right. When they offended one lord, how dare they offend another lord? The only thing to blame was when they were under the influence of Grudin in the afternoon. Too much ***, left a veritable truth for the other party.

She couldn't help but snorted softly, but couldn't help but glance at each other. When they heard earlier about the young tax lord's new tax policy, they all looked at each other a little—the Warlords did n’t need to buy people like this at all, not to mention that they did n’t actually make sense. Big. Because if Brando can compete with Count Denel, then even if he does nothing, these people will not dare to fight against such a powerful lord. If not, everything will be in vain.

But if more tax is drawn, they can at least get more income in a short period of time-with money, this lord talent can usurp more private soldiers.

"Don't he understand this?" She couldn't help thinking. But Brando certainly didn't understand it. In fact, young people knew the territorial operation of the Amber Sword quite well. Funds-resources-build a triangular relationship consisting of three major structures. Funds come from trade and taxation, as well as income from mines. Resources and population are the focus of development. Tonigel is rich in wood and silver, only firs. There are nine logging lands and one silver mine in the baron's territory. In addition, there are two quarries and a large number of estates and workshops in the territory. But in fact, except for silver, this is in most areas of Erouin. All can be described as impoverished. If it weren't for Shavrund's silver mine, the baron may look to most nobles the same as a beggar.

But this is where Gruddin looked down on Brando. Even if he is so low-minded and unwilling to change, under his management, the entire Tonigel's mode of production remains almost half of Eruin's productivity level. Centuries ago. There is no more than twenty blacksmiths in a large fir town, which still counts the number of apprentices--not to mention from the literature left by the previous generation of lords, the firing limit of fir town will not exceed ten a month. Set of chain or leather armor. And know that Alluin ’s magic and technology are nothing compared to those empires that really stood on the top. But Tonigel is regarded as inaccessible in this kingdom. You can imagine that Territory on the southern border of Dener.

As mentioned by Sir Semper of the Lantoniland University of Geography, the only commendable thing in the southern part of the kingdom is silver. But it is impossible for all of this silver to fall into the hands of Gruddin. In addition to Count Denell, the royal family and the temple must be equally divided. In the end, it is only a small part of our poor baron. .

However, Brando knows that if he is fast enough, he can completely control the output of the Schafflund silver mine in about two to three months. He couldn't imagine how much money it was. Even in the game, he never became a lord, let alone the operation of mines-those that have long been monopolized by large guilds, and in those real, professional behemoths. In front of him, even the mb warriors and face fighters shivered.

Brando guessed that 10 to 20 million Thor should be fine.

With this money, of course, the taxation of Baron Fir led a land that did not exceed 270,000 Thor in a year, of course, completely in his eyes. He asked Antitina to redefine the tax policy. In principle, it exempts taxpayers from buying people ’s hearts, but the real consideration is much more than that-although he has stood on the opposite side of most nobles, then he has more reason To win the support of ordinary subjects-but more than this, Brando is more optimistic about long-term interests. He needs not only the people ’s will, but also the population. A lighter tax is beneficial to the rapid increase of the population. He also needs more subjects to explore the still obscure land.

This is a long-term benefit, not to mention Yuta and others, even Grudin may not have the patience to achieve it all. Anyway, for him, silver is enough.

Brando lowered his head, looking at Klenthia who respectfully bowed in front of himself, and simply replied, "Let's go and inspect the territory. Take your own hands."

Yep?

Froar couldn't help blinking a little in confusion after hearing this sentence, and of course she knew that Brando might face a battle that must be won next. But even at this time, it seemed that he wanted to take the mercenary to take back the logging field with the help of the opponent's tone—there were cave tribes with a whole tribe—as the bottom floor of the underground world of Georgian Residents, the average level of warriors among cavemen is at least above black iron. Even if Brando is confident of winning, how can he avoid casualties?

Are those logging farms so heavy?

"Looking at the territory?" It wasn't just Frou, but also Kellenia.

"Fort firtree's assets have four lumberyards and two quarries," Brando replied. "Today, our mission is to make them our assets."

Yuta froze aside, "Master," she immediately raised her head. "We all know the logging sites, but they have already been occupied by cavemen. You won't let us take them back."

Brando didn't answer, just looked at a few of them.

The faces of Yuta and Klenthia are a bit ugly. They have stayed here for a while. Of course, they also know the cavemen in the forest. The other party especially likes to fight at night. The individual strength is strong. How many brothers were killed or injured. You know that in the battle that ended, they have already paid a considerable price, and maybe there will be another hard fight soon.

But at this juncture, Brando had to put them in a fight that didn't seem so necessary, which made them somewhat unacceptable.

"My lord ..." Kellenia finally lifted his head. "Caveman ... Those guys came down from the ground, and the individual combat power was almost as good as those of our masters, and they really fought, I'm afraid they would lose ... *** Lips, "Of course this is not a problem, but ... I heard the news that Lord Mintai's army is also gathering ..."

He said the voice was muted here, thinking that Brando should understand his words.

Antitina shook her head: "Lord Mintai, Grudin's family, why did he attack us?"

The three of them froze, thinking whether this lady of nobility was stupid or stupid. "Isn't this obvious, Miss Antitina," Yuta replied: "That guy was Grudin's family member, and we killed Grudin again-" she thought for a moment, adding: "Not to mention And behind him was Earl Denner. Even if he didn't want to move, the old guy must have put pressure on him— "

Antitina nodded. "Well said, so that our real enemy is actually Count Denel, and Lord Mintel is nothing more than a pathfinder stone." She replied expressionlessly: "But you think we, now, are That Earl's opponent? "

The three looked at each other. In fact, this was exactly what they were most worried about, and the aristocracy deliberately ignored the news of the druid and the princess, letting them understand. The three mercenary commanders could not help but set their sights on Brando, and if Brando handed them over as a scapegoat, it seemed not impossible.

Brando glanced at Antitina, thinking that the aide seemed to have finally started to keep up with her thoughts. Since Chablis's war, her growth has been amazingly fast. He looked up, and the aristocracy coincided with his idea-if it had to be expanded within a month to the extent that Count Denel would not dare to break with him easily-by virtue of such a moment, it seemed Toniger like a barren land. Seems like an impossible task, but it's not.

He knows that there are Valha, Druids and more variables behind him, not to mention that Antitina has magical powers in her hands.

But the prerequisite for all this to take effect, in addition to time, is resources. In any case, restoring operations in the territory is something he must do at this moment, especially the four logging lands and two quarries around Firthaw Fort, and he must get them back into production as soon as possible. Rebuilding the city walls, camps for militia training, magic workshops, and various workshops require supplies. Once the Roman plan is implemented, Brando must let these things work before his own chamber of commerce is established. stand up.

Therefore, he must also end the war with Lord Mintai before the autumn harvest. Once this territory is on track, there are too many things he can do.

Time is tight.

"Ms. Antitina is my aide and her words can represent my words," Brando replied. This sentence softened Antitina's expression a bit: "My family can keep me there. There is nothing in this struggle, but you are different. I am not a person who is accustomed to giving up his men, but if there is a limit to it, if I myself have failed in this struggle, then your results can be imagined. "He lowered his voice," So we are on a boat, but just in front of this boat is not only wind and waves, but also opportunities and treasures-"

"At least compared to Grudin, I consider myself to be a gentle lord," he replied, "as long as you don't let me down, I won't let you down."

Seeing that Clenthia was still in a daze, he added.

"As for the troglodytes," Brando paused. "You know, the black tower wizards of Karasu have been fighting the inhabitants of the underground for a decade when fighting for underground resources."

Fern lifted his head slightly. "Master, do you have a way?"

"I always have a way," Brando replied lightly, then added in his heart-it had nothing to do with the Dark Tower Wizard.