Lord of all tribes

Chapter 187 Coexistence and Death

That night, Earl Jon slept very peacefully, he hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time.

Earl Jon was still smiling in his sleep, as if he had encountered something worth being happy about.

Earl Jon was finally woken up by his butler Barry, because Viscount Carol from Wobe Fortress had arrived.

Earl Jon was very angry when he was woken up in a deep sleep, but when he heard the words of Viscount Carroll, Earl Jon restrained his anger abruptly.

Under Barry's service, Earl Jon quickly tidied up his clothes, glanced in the direction of the door, and went out expressionlessly.

From a distance, a group of light cavalry could be seen standing proudly on their horses, and Earl Jon stepped forward numbly.

"Dear Lord Jon, long time no see."

Carol jumped off his horse and gave a standard aristocratic salute to Earl Jon.

According to the popular rules among nobles, nobles with lower ranks need to take the initiative to salute nobles with higher ranks, and Carroll followed this very thoroughly.

"The last time we had a farewell in the capital, we probably haven't seen each other for four or five years." Earl Jon smiled slightly stiffly, "Viscount Carol is getting richer and richer."

Jon looked at Carol in front of him, who was wrapped in a sable fur coat that symbolized luxury, and there were several sparkling and colorful gemstone rings on his fingers. Thinking about his current situation, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"My lord, the Earl is overwhelmed. I wonder what the lord Earl's business is for?" There was a glimmer of haze in Carol's eyes, and he seemed to be staring at Earl Jon casually.

"Hehe, didn't I come here to ask Your Excellency for an excuse. I have an urgent matter to go to the capital to discuss with His Majesty the King, so I would like to ask Viscount Carol to let us pass."

Earl Jon tried his best to make the smile on his face more natural, but no matter how he looked at it, there was always a sense of camouflage in it.

"Your Earl is going to the capital to meet His Majesty the King. Of course, there is no problem. How dare you stop me? Come, open the city gate quickly, and make sure that Earl Jon enters the city before closing the city gate!"

Carol let out a hearty laugh, but it was as harsh as it sounded to Earl Jon.

'Be sure to let Earl Jon enter the city before closing the city gate! '

The meaning contained in this sentence is too obvious. It means that you, Earl Jon, want to cross the Wobe Fortress and go to the royal capital, that is not a problem at all, but others, hehe.
"I would like to ask Viscount Carol to let all my guards enter the city!" Jon's tone was a little dull, "It is a long way to the capital, so some guards are naturally guaranteed."

"I asked my guards to escort the Earl. There is no need to worry about the safety of the Earl. If there is any accident, I will personally apologize to His Majesty the King with death.

"You..." Earl Jon showed a sullen expression, trying to get angry, but finally swallowed the sullenness he was about to export.

"One hundred thousand gold coins, please give Viscount Carol a hand."

Although he knew that Carol was taking the opportunity to make money, but now, Earl Jon can only spend money to avoid disaster.

"Hehe, one hundred thousand gold coins, how many people does the Earl plan to bring in?" Carol smiled, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth made Earl Jon very unhappy.

Earl Jon paused, looked left and right, saw Carol's disdainful expression, and immediately rushed up, "One hundred thousand gold coins, let my two thousand city guards pass."

Obviously, Earl Jon has completely abandoned the noble lords who came with him.

From Earl Jon's point of view, bringing them to the bottom of Fort Wobe is already considered as the most benevolent thing. Is it possible that he still wants him to pay these guys some tolls in advance?
"One hundred thousand gold coins wants to buy the lives of two thousand people, and Earl Jon has a good idea!" The sneer on Carol's face became more and more obvious.

"You make a price."

Although Earl Jon had already wanted to tear the greedy guy in front of him into pieces, but for his own sake, Earl Jon felt that it was necessary to continue to endure.

"Two million gold coins in exchange for the lives of two thousand elites is not too much."

Carol showed a greedy and money-hungry face, his eyes scanned back and forth on the nearly a hundred carriages behind Earl Jon, and his greed was obvious.

"200 million!? Why don't you grab it!"

Earl Jon felt that the gentlemanly demeanor he usually created no longer had to be maintained. For this kind of greedy guy, he should be more frank with him.

"20, this is already my bottom line." Earl Jon said coldly.

"200 million." Carol didn't move at all.

"30, you greedy vampire!"

"200."

"Damn it, you will go to hell like this, 50, this is already all my assets."

"Actually, you can choose to bring only 500 people into Fort Wobe." Carol's hawk-like eyes fixed on Earl Jon, which made Earl Jon feel inexplicably surprised.

"Damn it!" Earl Jon cursed in a low voice, while thinking about Carol's suggestion.

To be honest, it is hard to say whether the transaction of 200 million gold coins in exchange for [-] elite seeds is a gain or a loss.

But one thing for sure is that an elite soldier needs a thousand gold coins in exchange for their lives, which is really not cheap.

But if the Hearst family wants to rise again after the beast tide, rebuild the city of Versilia, and regain its former glory, then these last two thousand elite soldiers must be kept.

But 200 million is not a small number. Even if the Hearst family has hundreds of years of accumulation, taking out this amount of gold coins would be a pain in the neck.

Then, let's screen again among the last batch of seed soldiers and keep the most elite part. In this way, the Hearst family will not be hurt, and a certain amount of combat power will be guaranteed.Earl Jon repeatedly planned in his heart
"No matter what, I will live and die with my soldiers!"

Looking at the unchanging expression of the Earl, Enoch sighed. He knew that the Earl must have been moved by the Viscount Carol in front of him. At this time, as the commander of the city guards, He felt that something should be done.

"We are willing to live and die with Commander Enoch!"

"We are willing to live and die with Commander Enoch!"

Although Enoch's voice was not loud, his words were still heard by many soldiers in the quiet morning, and in an instant there was a surging wave of drumming
(End of this chapter)