The royal capital is the city of Woz, in the palace council. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The hateful Free Merchant Alliance is less and less concerned about me as a king! I can't tolerate such a thing, and continue to be lawless in my kingdom!"

After the old king died of illness last year, Herrian, who had just ascended the throne, had a blue face at this time, and the scepter made of gold and sapphire-encrusted at the top in his hand slammed it on the floor.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger, may I ask what the Free Business Alliance has done to make you so angry, it is nothing more than a commercial institution......"

Relying on his one-handed kung fu to continue to stay as the palace minister Charlie, stepped forward and stroked the young king's chest, and said in a gentle and kind voice.

"Just a commercial organization?"

Herian turned his head and sneered: "Prime Minister Charlie, you won't be old and confused, right? The commercial organization you mentioned now dares to announce the sanction of the royal leader! Do you still treat me as a three-year-old child?"

As early as last year, when he was still a prince, Herian had already noticed the astonishing and rapidly expanding free alliance in the kingdom, and out of the natural vigilance of the superiors, he disguised himself as a traveling merchant and went to the famous Gran Collar in private.

The experience of those days was new, unforgettable, discouraged, and extremely hateful to this young and proud heir of the kingdom!

The proud Herian did not expect that there was a place in the eastern frontier of his kingdom that was more prosperous, richer, more vibrant, and more vibrant than the royal capital, and for a moment, he felt jealousy, and of course, there was also a trace of envy that he did not want to say.

Then he felt extremely ashamed and angry that he had this emotion!

I feel even more disgusted by this ridiculous place in the eastern border of the kingdom!

Especially after returning to the royal capital, after learning that some of the royal nobles in the royal county had secretly joined the Free Business Alliance because they were greedy for a little petty profit, an unprecedented anger made him eager to ascend the throne immediately and completely dissolve the damn Free Business Alliance!

God seemed to be responding to his cry, the old king soon died of illness, and Herrian, who ascended the throne, immediately ordered all the royal territories that joined the Free Merchants Alliance without permission to levy a 50% transit tax on the transit goods of the Free Merchants Alliance!

There are also those lowly traveling merchants, who can levy any commercial taxes at will, and even confiscate all the goods produced by the merchant alliance they carry.

Three months later, after many consultations, the tribunal of the Free Business Alliance finally passed a sanction resolution expelling 12 royal domains with 216 votes in favor, 16 votes against, and 74 abstentions, completely banning trade with royal domains.

In less than a month, the economy of the royal family fell into a full-scale recession, a large number of traveling merchants fled, and the once prosperous and noisy royal capital of Watts City turned out to be as quiet as a country town.

This completely angered King Herrian, who wanted to make a big deal after coming to power, although he provoked the incident, but in the final analysis, it was because of the wrong existence of the Free Business Alliance, which was wrongly challenging the dignity and authority of the royal power!

He couldn't tolerate it any longer.

"Palace Minister Charlie, if you can't think of a way to bring down that hateful free business alliance for me, don't do your position as palace minister, go back to your hometown and pick up the child, the Warris Kingdom doesn't raise waste that can only shoot horses!"

Herian is fed up with this dead old man who can only shoot horses when he has nothing to do, and he can't think of any way to do something, and it is because there are too many such incompetent people that the Warris Kingdom will be helpless against a small business alliance to such a point.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger, your subordinates have a way here...... Recently, the knights of the kingdom, don't they have a batch of old war horses to retire, and they need to add a batch of new horses, the number is about 500, I think, you can make this number a little bigger, you need 1000 horses, and then ......"

Listening to the palace minister's whispered strategy, Herrian's eyes became brighter and brighter!

That's it!

……

Half a month later.

In the aristocratic court of the royal capital, around the dispute over the distribution of 200 horses in the south, 800 in the north, or 200 in the north and 800 horses in the south, in the aristocratic court, the nobles of the north and south fought and staged a fierce all-martial arts, and even a representative of the nobles of the southern faction was killed on the spot by a barbaric northerner, and the pot exploded in the courtroom, and the two factions pointed at each other and scolded, and even agreed to bring swords and go to the martial arts arena to fight to the death!

At this time, King Herrian, who stood on a fair standpoint, had to come forward in person, let the two factions calm their anger a little, and finally made a ruling: let the northern and southern factions, each send an earl, to fight on the border, the winning side can get 1/3 of the territory of the losing side, and only need to bear the 200 horses of the tribute kingdom, and the losing side must not only cede 1/3 of the territory, but also have to pay another 800 horses.

"The county of Rhodes agrees to accept this duel, I wonder if the timid Earl William has the courage to accept the challenge?!"

Count Lauzitz's beard was all open, and he slammed the conference table hard, glaring at Count William opposite.

"Glad to accompany you, you old immortal Nankee!" Count William confronted, twisting his head, his eyes glowing with bloodthirsty light.

"Well, in that case, let the two counts go back and prepare, and in a month's time, decide the battle on the battlefield!" said King Herrian.

……

County of Łódź, capital of Łódzburg.

On the large long table in the chamber of the castle sat Count Lauzitz himself and his three sons, and nine seats, in which nine barons were seated.

But there are still three empty seats at the end of the long table, and I don't know why no one sits in these three seats.

After the personnel arrived, Baron Garcia, who had made a fortune on the gold mine in the past few years and gained so much weight that he didn't know what he had become, patted the chair under his buttocks, and said with a big grin: "This chair seems to be the old style from two years ago, not the leather sofa chair just launched by the Gran Ling Furniture Workshop this year, it's too hard to sit on." ”

"Mr. Garcia, can you shut up your foul mouth! the war is about to start, and you are fat like this, and you are still running on your horse?"

Lauzitz glared at him coldly, in the past few years, he couldn't listen to others say that his Rozburg was inferior to people, that was not as good as people, especially when he used the Gran Ling Castle as a benchmark, although he had also worked hard to improve the castle's facilities and environment in recent years, but because he didn't want to be involved with those northern Yankees, he didn't join the territory of the Free Business Alliance, and the lack of financial resources to support it, not only did he not catch up, but he lagged behind for several generations.

Baron Garcia, who found himself at a loss for words, obediently closed his mouth.

glanced at the venue for a week, looking at the nine barons present, although Count Lauzitz knew in his heart: the nine barons present are now richer than his earl, and all of them are more magnificent than him, but it doesn't matter, as long as he wins the next war and takes back everything that belongs to him, no one in the entire Earldom of Rhodes wants to be richer than him, and no one wants to be more magnificent than him!

With a light cough, Count Lausitz spoke: "You should all know the good things that I sent to tell you before, right?" The other six counts of the southern faction have already agreed, these six counts, each of them will send 30 knights with strong martial arts to come over and mix with your knights, those heads are all tendons, and this time they will not be our opponents at all!" When this war is over, the Free Business Alliance will be dissolved, the Southern Business League will be formed, and His Majesty's royal domain will join in. ”

The barons shrank their necks and promised that they would obey the command of the Earl and kill those northern Yankees on the battlefield!

"Lord Earl, after the war is won, can you give me one in the smelting workshop of the Grand Collar, I want to move it to my Peterdom Collar and set up a coinage workshop to mint some gold coins...... And the clay mine in Paton Territory, which is very close to my territory, can you divide a little bit of the mining area for me? I also want to start a pottery workshop. ”

At this time, Baron Garcia's eyes flashed and said, since he put his mind from hunting to making money, Baron Garcia found that he liked more and more the feeling of putting those yellow and clear cuties into his castle vault.

"Garcia, shut up! You guy already has a gold mine, don't think about anything else!"

The second son of the Count of Lauzitz is in a hurry, the Paton Territory was promised by his father, and the territory should be divided to him after the war, and this damn Garcia dares to beat the idea of his bowl? This damn fat pig, I wouldn't have called this guy to the castle for a meeting, and let you die with the other three guys! Your gold mine, maybe I have my share......

"Why can't I have any other idea? No matter how much gold mine I have, I'll have to think about my sons and grandchildren. Baron Garcia retorted.

"Yes, there are also a lot of red pine forests in my territory, and I also want to set up a furniture workshop, but I lack those powerful carpenters in the Grand Territory, and when the Free Business Alliance is dissolved, can you give me some carpenters in the Grand Territory?" another baron also said.

"There is a small iron mine in my territory, but there is a shortage of skilled blacksmiths, and there are ...... in the ironworks of the Grand Collar."

Seeing the commotion in the council chamber, the three sons arguing fiercely with the nine barons, or discussing in private, Rauzitz's eyebrows jumped, and he struck the table twice:

"That's enough, shut up! These things, let's talk about these things when the battle is over, you guys go back and prepare well, recruit more mercenaries who can fight, look at your brains full of fat, go to the battlefield, don't get nothing, let people take your heads first!"

"Yes, Lord Count!"

The nine barons stood up and bowed slightly, and walked out of the council chamber one after another.

After the barons left, Lauzitz's three sons came over with an anxious look and asked how the benefits of the six new territories should be distributed after the war.

"Don't worry, the things that belong to the Dolan family (Rausitz's surname) will not flow out of the hands of the Dolan family at all, and when we master these six territories, our Doran family may have the capital to rip the soil and claim the king......"

Count Lauzitz, who was nearly sixty years old, had something called "ambition" flashing in his eyes.

……

Half a month later.

The junction of the Gran and Paton realms is a concave valley running north-south, with gentle slopes on either side.

The two "armies," both of which were about 45,000 men in size, faced each other in a tight lineup at a distance of more than 2,000 meters.

Behind the southern military formation, on a high slope with dense banners, many nobles with bright armor and badges and chests gathered around a noble old man wearing armor, waiting for the old man's orders and making the final preparations for war.

The military formation in the north is slowly moving.

"Baron Connor, Baron Sean, Baron Howard, your knights go first! Attack their central phalanx as fast as possible and disrupt their formation! The knights behind will soon follow, our knights are much more than them, and they will definitely be able to defeat this group of northerners!"

Count Lauzitz, with a solemn face, gave the order to attack the three barons beside him resolutely.

"Yes, Lord Count!"

After receiving the task, the three barons rode back to their respective positions with expressionless faces.

"Woo woo woo~"

The cavalry call sounded, and the three barons drew their swords at their waists and gave the order to charge.

"Have you finally come this far?"

With a "rub" sound, he pulled out the stainless steel long sword covered with forging patterns in the scabbard, Zhou Ming sneered, instigated the war horse, and rushed to the front of the cone line.

Looking down from the sky, three heavily armed knights, all of whom were around a dozen people, formed an isosceles triangle like three shining arrows, with billowing dust and smoke, galloping towards the huge military formation opposite!