Chapter 66: Solidus

Chapter 66: Solidus

Solidus

With lunch concluded, Sir Harold excused himself to attend to security matters. There were numerous concerns to be addressed, as the Eastern Mansion was only lightly defended. So, despite the newfound peace, he regularly sent out patrols and kept his men on the lookout.

It was rather hard to keep his men alert. Their motivation had largely waned as the war was largely over, but Sir Harold, with his tall upright posture and sharp fighter attitude, managed to keep them at their best. Even without his dashing armor, he was full of confidence.

Today, his requests for help had been answered. The Marshall had sent fifteen select crossbowmen from Korelia Castle to bolster the mansion’s security. The sight of them marching past the mansion gate brought relief to the knight. Without wasting time, he immediately briefed the newcomers on their assignments.

As for Lansius, after lunch, the staff urged their Lord to retreat to his room. With the main chamber still under renovation after several years of neglect, Lansius used one of the guest rooms. Audrey slept in a nearby guestroom, and they spent the day in the adjoining hall.

With Cecile busy at the castle, only Margo was available as their Page.

“How’s Sterling?” Lansius asked Margo. The boy was looking prettier, and it was hard to discern his gender without looking at his attire. He would be a good candidate for spying duties if Lansius ever needed one.

“He’s recovering, My Lord,” replied the Pageboy.

“Has his fever come down?” asked Audrey from her seat that overlooked a large glass window.

“Last time I heard, he has awakened. Lady Hannei has visited him.”

“Ah,” said Lansius while nodding. While he could order Hannei to heal his wrist, there were many lives at stake, and he trusted Hannei to do the right thing. “Drey, do you mind if I go inside? I’m going to write something.”

Audrey shifted her gaze from the scenery outside the window to meet Lansius’ eyes. “Please don’t let my presence bother you, My Lord,” she added at the end since Margo was present.

Lansius entered his room and welcomed the large open window that let in the breeze to fight against the summer heat. He sat at the recently cleaned chair and took a stack of parchment from the dark lacquered desk.

He took a deep breath and pondered for a while. On average, an annual barony income was around 300 gold. A barony was considered rich if it could gain 400 gold from the land.However, for Korelia, Lansius could only gain around 200 gold coins each year from taxes and harvest share.

Not all was in coins, a good percentage was in goods like grains, salted meat, local textile, and domestic horses.

Above the barony were the viscountcies. Lord Robert’s income from the White Lake Viscountcy had previously been 800 gold coins annually. However, since he lost Korelia, his income now stood at 600 gold coins.

From that 600, Lansius took another 300 as capitulation. Thus, Robert ended up with only 300. While it looked a lot less, it was still a Baron’s level of income. That income allowed Robert to slowly nurse back his House’s strength and continued to rule his domain.

The gentle breeze greeted Lansius as he prepared the ink and the quill pen. While he didn’t have his scrolls and records, he had memorized many of its numbers. So, he jotted them down to refresh his mind.

First was Lord Robert’s past capitulation that became House Lansius’ current wealth.

IncomeIn GoldRobert's Baggage Train1,400Capitulation, a share of accumulated Robert's Wealth2,100Ransom payments from Knights/ Squire families800Confiscated, looted items from war600A share of White Lake's annual tax300Korelia annual tax200Horse trading scheme with Midlandia50Sir Justin's horse smuggling50Total in Gold5,500Total in Silver (1 Gold is 20 Silver)110,000Total in Copper (1 Silver is 12 Copper)1,320,000

Lansius finished the first parchment detailing his House’s income from the past year. He set it aside to dry and began listing the current expenses on a second parchment.

He calculated the expenses for the six months since he had come into power. The largest expense was for the trench work, which he paid for in salt. Each worker received the equivalent of 5 copper per day for work that lasted effectively 90 days.

The combined cost of the trench work and the salt scheme was more than twice the upkeep of his army. However, he saw this as an investment and aid relief.

The second largest expense was the cost to maintain his military of 400 men-at-arms and crossbowmen. The standard rate for men-at-arms on a campaign was about 4 copper daily, including meals, while cavalrymen cost around 8 copper daily.

The previous year, Lansius and Sir Justin negotiated a standby rate that also included free lodgings and armament leases. This rate was half of the original campaign rate: 2 copper daily for each man-at-arms, including meals, and 4 copper daily for cavalrymen.

Considering that even master smiths, carpenters, and artisans only earned 4 copper daily, this was already a good living wage.

Expenses (Half a Year, 190 days, Standby rate)In Copper400 men-at-arms and crossbowmen. 2 copper daily152,00070 cavalrymen. 4 copper daily53,20015 squires, captains, lieutenant. avg. 5 copper daily14,200200 crossbow trigger mechanism. 20 copper4,00050 Arbalest. 6 silver (72 copper each)3,60040 Half Lance Armor. 3 gold (720 copper each)28,800Workshop 20 maesters. 4 copper daily15,200Trench Work, Salt investment 1000 men. 5 copper450,000Total in Copper (1 Silver is 12 Copper)721,050

With 1.3 million copper in the coffers and 720,000 in expenses, Lansius’ current wealth was around 600,000 copper or slightly less than 2,500 gold coins.

While 2,500 gold might seem like a lot, Lansius and his treasurer, Calub, weren’t comfortable. The truth was, a small barony like Korelia could hardly afford hundreds of troops for the typical 40-day campaign.

In fact, the reason most campaigns only lasted around 40 or 60 days was mainly due to the financial burden.

Feeling the need for comparison, Lansius started to write on another parchment.

Normal campaign rate40 days ( in Copper)200 men-at-arms on campaign 4 copper daily32,00020 cavalry on campaign 8 copper daily6,400Total in Copper38,400Total in Gold160

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Just like his previous calculations stored in the castle cabinet, a poor barony like Korelia, with an annual income of only 200 gold coins, could only afford two-hundred men with twenty cavalry for 40 days. The total cost would be around 160 gold coins, not including other costs but factoring in food.

The costly nature of war led the nobility to draw from the populace to bolster their ranks. Compulsory military service or levied troops were basically free, with the nobility only required to feed them during the campaign.

Because of how inexpensive these levied troops were, they could outnumber the men-at-arms in any army by three to five times. However, as Lansius knew firsthand, there were serious issues with using them against well-trained and motivated soldiers.

Annual Expenses for Current Military (standby)In Copper400 men-at-arms and crossbowmen. 2 copper daily304,00070 cavalrymen. 4 copper daily106,40015 squires, captains, lieutenant. avg. 5 copper daily28,500Total in Copper (1 Silver is 12 Copper)438,900Total in Gold1,829Annual IncomeIn GoldA share of White Lake's annual tax300Korelia annual tax200Horse trading scheme with Midlandia50Sir Justin's horse smuggling50Total in Gold600

Lansius wanted to emulate this tried-and-true method. He would likely have the funds after Lord Jorge’s capitulation, but he needed to be prudent to avoid squandering it.

To feed and house another thousand men....

Regardless of whether they were forced workers, Lansius had to meet their basic needs. Grain would be an issue, and he considered exclusively buying wheat from Lord Robert and the Eastern Merchants for another year or two.

His trade balance might look ugly at first, but his pashmina shawl project would likely be profitable once the guild had supplied Korelia with spinning wheels. Additionally, as Noyan, Lansius could expect a share of horses each year, which would boost his horse trading scheme.

Immersed in his work, Lansius delved into various calculations to ensure he wasn’t overlooking any factors. Planning and data sheets brought reminders of his past life—how to plan ahead, make preparations, and devise contingency plans. Only now the stakes were the lives of so many.

...

Lansius stopped his quill pen and put it aside. Tired, he leaned back in his chair. Even after his victory, he still had a lot on his mind. First and foremost, he couldn't resist thinking about his decision to punish Korimor.

On one side, with Omin in prison, his military knowledge urged him to seize this golden opportunity for expansion. After surviving two major battles, soft-hearted as he was, even Lansius had become desensitized. However, the notion of attacking and conquering other people still brought him a moral dilemma.

"What a lame warlord I'll make," Lansius mused, finding irony in his predicament.

Of all the battles he had fought, none were driven by ambition, but rather a desire to save as many lives as possible. He recalled Lord Bengrieve's words describing him as 'a selfless guardian.'

Probably just a polite way of calling me a useless pacifist.

With a chuckle, he closed his eyes momentarily, only for another concern to surface.

Marriage...

He was about to marry Audrey. In itself, marriage wasn't concerning. However, for Lansius, it was more than just building a family. It would ultimately decide his fate, anchoring him permanently as one of the Lords of Lowlandia. This went against his wish for a simpler life.

Despite his newfound status, Lansius still dreamed of sun-drenched meadows, the smell of baked bread in a village hearth, and the quiet joy of tending a humble garden. He yearned for an easy and carefree life, bloodless, and as normal as can be, without the heavy responsibility of life and death.

Sometimes the feeling was so strong that he fantasized about escaping from Korelia. If not for his strong sense of duty to those around him, Lansius might have packed his gear and sought a quiet life far from the burdens of leadership.

Naturally, the responsibility for so many lives was not something one could easily become accustomed to. Thus, he questioned himself, striving to find some peace. After mulling it over for a while, he realized his thoughts were just running in circles. His indecision about attacking, his reluctance to accept responsibility, all boiled down to one single question. "Is everyone important to me?"

Like it or not, everyone was tied to him. In his quest to save them, they had become a part of his House. Audrey, in particular, became the embodiment of them all.

After this realization, his decision became clear. He couldn't bear to see her suffer anymore and for that, he needed power and authority.

***

Korelia, Eastern Mansion

It was close to midday when the deputy arrived at the Eastern Mansion. He was hurried to the upper chamber where Lord Lansius and Sir Harold were standing, looking over an unfurled map of the province on the table. “My Lord, you wish to see me?”

“Hugo, what do you know about Korimor castle and the northern corridor?” asked Lansius as he gestured for him to come nearer.

Hugo looked surprised upon hearing it. “The Korimor Castle...? I heard its main keep and towers are bigger than Korelia,” he replied while approaching the table.

“And the northern corridor?” reminded Sir Harold.

The deputy mulled for a moment. “It’s a direct path to Korimor and even Midlandia, but it’s easy to get lost there. Water is also scarce and there are some rumors of banditry going on.”

“The banditry is by the Nicopolans raiders, the same ones we beat in the forest,” Lansius explained. “Also, the nomad tribesmen know the route with fresh water even in summer.”

Hugo began to sense where this was going, and fear grew within him. “My Lord, do you wish to attack Korimor?”

Lansius’ face remained stoic as he glanced at Hugo and spoke, “A good warlord expands.”

The Lord’s words made Hugo swallow dryly. His eyes couldn’t hold a gaze against Lansius. Meanwhile, Sir Harold mulled over the idea.

Lansius continued, “You know me. I’m neither a warmonger nor an opportunist by nature. Yet, I carry the weight of ten thousand souls on my shoulders... Hugo, we need every bit of leverage we can find. Because, at the end of the day, it’s just us. So, are you with me?”

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