Of course, the fact that the old Scrooge kept the price so low only reduced the profit margins of those guys. In fact, they still made money, but they made less money.

In his opinion, the owner of the house is just too kind, and these businessmen are greedy fellows, so they can't be treated too favorably.

However, when he said this, he forgot that he himself came from this class.

In this regard, Ronald was also a little speechless. From this incident, he also saw the miserable position of businessmen in the entire continent.

In addition to free people, merchants are caravans composed of servants of various nobles.

The merchants composed of the servants of the nobles have no freedom in themselves, but they are the objects of the envy and longing of those freedmen merchants, just like the current old Scork, they have realized the life of a fox and a tiger.

How horizontal they are outside depends on how powerful the master behind them is.

And the freedmen merchants, no matter how big they are, in the eyes of the nobles, they are far less cute than their own homesteaders.

After all, in the eyes of the nobles, these businessmen not only cannot bring them the slightest benefit, but they always want to take some money out of their shriveled wallets, so many nobles are not friendly to businessmen.

As for the businessmen who helped them complete the circulation of commodities, don't be ridiculous, I believe that they are far better than to believe in their own servants.

The big nobles can support a caravan alone, and the small nobles can join together to form a caravan, so even in the aspect of business, there is not much room for free people.

Ahem, it's too far. Anyway, the army's food is finally prepared, it's fully prepared, and even a lot more.

After all, the Marquis of Horst also exchanged a ton of sugar from Ronald at a ratio of one to one: one thousand on behalf of a local noble.

Well, three tons of sugar in exchange for a thousand tons of grain is not a loss.

At least for Ronald, making a big profit, he brought three containers of sugar in total, because he used a forty-foot elevated container, and one container was loaded with nearly [-] tons of sugar.

In other words, these three tons of white sugar are not worth it to Ronald.

A mention.

The food and grass are settled, and basically there is nothing too big.

Registration and other tasks, Ronald directly handed over to a knight under the marquis of Horst to do.

For the next two days, he was in the Marquis' Mansion, waiting for the result with peace of mind.

Of course, in the past two days, he also went to the two armies led by Erila Gladys and Elaine Frederica, on the one hand, to see if their attack speed had stopped, on the other hand , I went to console my two women. Overall, the attack of the two armies was very smooth. Although it can't be said to be looking out for the wind, it is still overwhelming.

In the early morning of the third day, in the sound of a long trumpet - Ronald led an army composed of [-] knights and [-] armed servants, and set off from Kunst City mighty.

Behind the army of [-] people, there was a rogue team of more than [-] people.

In this team, there are blacksmiths who drive horses and carts with anvils, there are also small traders who are full of needles, threads and various miscellaneous goods, and there are even more than a dozen floats full of beautiful women.

They were formed by a group of merchants, the so-called army caravans.

Their role is to help the knights digest them when they have too much loot to hold.

Talking about food, clothing, housing, etc., it's a bit nonsense, it's just some blacksmiths who help repair armors and weapons, and some women who provide some services to men with strong blood.

When he saw this team for the first time, Ronald was still a little puzzled. After all, when he was subduing the Bauhinia Army, he had never seen such a thing behind the army.

But it came to my mind after asking some people.

There was such a caravan behind the army back then.

However, because their speed was too slow, they were left behind. As soon as Ronald took control of the army, the news of the army's defeat was spread by those deserters.

On the way, all the guys who accompanied the army caravan ran away. After all, they are not soldiers, and they don't have armor or anything. Once hidden on the spot, it is difficult to find them.

Even in the caravan this time, there are many guys who participated in the last Louis III expedition to the army.

For this kind of thing, Ronald has heard of Xiaoxiao even if this kind of thing is not uncommon. After all, the war money is the richest, everyone knows.

This way of making a fortune by hanging your head on your belt is not surprising, and even sometimes, these people can help serve as a logistics force.

Anyway, they are responsible for their own profits and losses, and they don't need Ronald to provide a little food and love to follow.

Because the central line is almost a flat alluvial plain, the speed of Ronald's army was much faster. On the first day, he forcibly advanced [-] kilometers.

All the aristocratic lords on the road either looked down at the wind, or fled early with their family knights, which is called a strategic turn.

It was not until the third day—in the town of Sitituon, which is more than a thousand kilometers away from Kunst City, Ronald finally encountered resistance. Although this resistance was a little insignificant, it was not a resistance, right? Looking at the city wall in front of him But in a small town with three people and three high, Ronald laughed

Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty One The Remnants of the Algernon Family Volunteered... [2/3]

"Which lord's place is ahead?"

Ronald sat on the back of a giant white tiger with a height of two people transformed from Qianhuan, and asked the town in front of him.

"Honorable Sir"

A guy in tattered clothes replied cautiously: "That is the territory of the Earl of Upton."

"A count?"

Ronald smiled slightly.

Earl of Upton In other words, this guy is a silver noble. "What is the strength of the current Earl of Upton?"

Following his questioning, everyone fell silent. Obviously, no one knew what class this Earl of Upton was, but this was normal, they were just ordinary knights after all.

Just when Ronald was about to give up the inquiry, a knight in heavy armor said, "My esteemed Duke, I know about Earl Upton."

"Oh"

Hearing the answer, Ronald turned his head and saw that this was a knight in heavy armor, but on his right shoulder armor, where the family crest should have been engraved, don't rub it off with a file, which is equivalent to, He betrayed the honor of his family.

This is simply unimaginable in the mainland. A knight who betrays his family is almost equivalent to betraying his master and forgetting his sect The expression on his face was disgusting, as if he had seen something dirty.

"Tell me your name Knight!"

Ronald smiled and asked.

"My name is the noble duke of Oyerfalle."

A quiet voice came from under the knight's helmet, obviously he didn't care about other people's dislike, or - he was already used to this dislike.

Hearing the knight's answer, the knights behind Ronald sneered, "Haha, guys, did you hear that a cowardly coward actually said his name was a brave warrior?"

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Hahaha it's so funny!!"

Facing the sneering laughter of these knights, Ronald did not stop him, but looked at the knight, "Take off your helmet and let me see your face."

"Yes, my lord!"

Oyer's voice was still calm, and he took off his helmet in obedience to the order, it was a resolute face.

In terms of age, a knight in his thirties is at the peak of his age because of his proficient martial arts skills and strong fighting spirit in his body.

It's just that his blond hair has turned white, which makes his face look a bit vicissitudes.

The knight's laughter grew louder as Oyer's face leaked.

When Ronald raised his hand, the knights closed their mouths in an instant. When Ronald didn't speak, he let himself free, but once Ronald spoke, they had to obey the order.

Looking at the calm battle formation again, Ronald nodded with satisfaction, looked at Oyer and asked, "Which family did you serve?"

Oyer was reluctant to answer the question, but—he dared not answer it.

"I was loyal to the Algernon family"

"The Algernon Family"

Ronald was stunned when he heard the words, this surname sounds so familiar, by the way, it's not that... I gave it to myself in the middle of the night

The one who gave the gift and then was nailed to the cross by himself... the patriarch of the Silverlight family? Ronald remembers that after entering Kunst City, he ordered Frederica to lead the Knights of Truth to fight against those in the entire city. The noble families of the main battle faction have carried out a series of cleanings. Why is there still a remnant here? When Ronald looked a little bad, Oyer turned over and jumped off his horse, knelt in front of Ronald with a thud, and sank. Sheng said: "Merciful and just lord, I am willing to take this town for you without a single soldier."

Hearing Oyer's words, Ronald laughed. For him, is this small town a problem? Not at all. But he doesn't mind giving this knight named Oyer a chance, a man who explains his demands. Chance.

At this time, he would rather reveal his origin and stand up, obviously he has his own demands.

This may be because he intends to completely leave the disgraced family, and there may be other requirements for joining him. "So what do you want?"

Ronald Gujiao smiled.

"Since you call me a fair lord, obviously you just want to get something, so say it, as long as what you ask for is proportional to your contribution, then I will fulfill your wish."

Hearing Ronald's words, Knight Oyer's face flashed with joy, and he said loudly: "Please, gracious lord, give my little master a chance so that she can serve you, beg you"

As he spoke, Oyer desperately kowtowed in front of Ronald. The stones on the ground were smashed by his forehead, and his forehead became: red and swollen.

The little master, the Algernon family, still has a successor. It has to be said that Frederica was too careless this time.

Ronald's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared in his corners.

"Okay, go and take this town, and I'll take your little master as a maid."

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

Knight Oyer desperately thanked Ronald for his grace, "Go, don't let me down!"

Ronald waved his hand. "Yes, my lord!"

Knight Oyer, who received the order, stood up, turned on his horse, pulled the reins, and ran towards the town that was on full alert in front of him.

When he reached five hundred meters before the town, he shouted loudly: "I am Oyer Fall of the Algernon family, who is the lord who is in charge of guarding the city"

Hearing Oyer Faller's words, a figure in heavy armor emerged from the wall, "Oyer is really you, how are you still alive?"

Hearing this voice, Oyer couldn't help laughing bitterly. Why is he still alive? Yes, why is he still alive as a knight martial artist loyal to the Algernon family, why is he still alive? If it wasn't for his little master, he would have been alive. Just now that Kunst City was killed in battle, I think everything else is nonsense, so let's talk about convincing this reckless man in front of him.

Thinking of this, Oyer shouted: "Let me in, Leo, let's have a good chat!"

Maybe his relationship with this guy is really good, but that... the knight guarding the city really let him in.

Seeing this scene, the knights behind Ronald were in an uproar, this guy's shit luck is so strong, he can meet acquaintances in battle.

 

Chapter 3: Enya? Algernon? On... [3/[-]]

Oyer did not make Ronald wait too long. When he entered the town with two hourglasses, the entire town opened its gates and chose to surrender.

And that... Knight Leo, who was shouting with Auyer, also came to Ronald under the guidance of Auyer, kneeling and begging for surrender.

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