Private Joseph suddenly questioned the meaning of his life, and he felt as if he should not continue to be a soldier. Perhaps, going to work as a postman would be more suitable for you.

Just like the experience of this day, he has been running back and forth twice in a row. Isn't this what a heroic soldier should do? Shouldn't a soldier fight bloody battles, be not afraid of sacrifice, and always rush to the forefront?

But look at what you did that day, where do you still look like a soldier? Well, at most, he is a herald, and a herald is also a soldier.

But the problem is that the heralds who pass on humiliation again and again can't withstand the angry eyes of many comrades-in-arms. But is this his own problem? He can't help himself.

The grievances in Joseph's heart are even washed away by the Volga River.

The Sue of the East, in the end, came to an agreement with the Count of Tver...... I guess it's done. As for the details, well, the details don't matter. What matters is the result, and the result is that he was sent back again, and all the people in the rear team were dismounted, and he was to deliver the horses to the hands of that Sue.

It's a pity that everyone else can only lie down, and they can't move even if they want to. Those poor people, all of whom had their legs broken by that fat fellow, could only wail with the original captives.

Thinking of this, Joseph couldn't help but sigh. That strange speed, as well as the terrible blow, had completely shattered the confidence of most of his comrades. Perhaps, the same is true of the Count of Tver.

He thought so, and his mind recalled the situation. He had been by the Count's side, and he could clearly hear the Count's whispering at that time.

Genghis Khan's magic!Yes, the earl's whisper seemed to be that. Then, from there, everything went for the worst. In the end, the Count gave up all the struggles and happily agreed to all the other party's conditions.

Oh my God, Genghis Khan's magic! was it really the means of that terrible god? Joseph shuddered, he did not consider himself a coward, but he always thought that he was brave enough, as he had seen from the question he asked the Count of Count whether he was brave or not.

But no matter how brave you are, it's only for mortals. No one can say anything brave in the face of gods and ghosts. That's not bravery, it's stupidity!

Yes, he is still a brave man, he thought silently, cheering himself up. But it soon fell down again, under the contemptuous gaze of those comrades who were angry and threw the supplies in front of them.

Well, I'm just a brave postman, and after this incident, I applied for retirement and went back to find a job as a postman.

When he finally returned from the journey with a long line of horses carrying countless supplies, he made a dejected decision.

It's just that the job of a postman is not easy to do sometimes. He looked back at the horse team behind him gloomily, secretly worried.

With such a large team of horses, it is said that more than a dozen people must be escorted together. But it's a pity that when he came, according to the agreement between Su and the earl, the escort could not exceed ten people. Otherwise, if there is not one more, there will be ten more heads over there.

He shuddered. Those barbaric Orientals, they actually made it a condition to cut off their heads, it was so cruel.

As a devout Catholic, a civilized man, Joseph could accept being hanged, drowned, or even bloodied, but beheading or something was really unacceptable. According to the doctrine of Catholicism, those who are beheaded and die will not be able to redeem their souls, which is cruel and inhumane.

Well, think far ahead. Having said that, although the eastern Su stipulated that ten people could be escorted, Joseph never expected that when he returned with this message, almost all of his comrades-in-arms refused the task. was a little hesitant, and after seeing the choice of most people, he finally refused.

They see it as a disgrace. Yes, the original purpose of their mission was to defeat and destroy the enemy who dared to blackmail them as quickly as possible after the Count of Tver rescued those comrades. But who would have thought that in the end, it was a fake show, and it really turned out to be just a ransom.

When they are, the transport brigade? No, they are the bravest warriors under the command of the great Grand Duke Ivan! This kind of shame must not be accepted!

So, when Joseph returned, he was left alone, and at the same time had to take care of this large string of hundreds of horses.

Fortunately, the horses are tethered together, and they don't get lost because they can't take care of them. But there was another problem that made Joseph difficult.

According to the agreement, the ransom for each captive was one horse, one bag of grain, and one tael of gold. One of these horses is easy to say, everyone here dismounts, and the number of a hundred horses is still more than enough.

But because I didn't think about paying the ransom in full when I came, I can't get a bag of grain or a tael of gold now.

On the battlefield, food is the most important thing. Of course, the soldiers had some on them, but they could only last for a day or two, and if they wanted to reach the share of the so-called sack of grain, they had to transfer it from the baggage battalion.

And for now...... Joseph looked at the horse team behind him again and sighed gloomily. At most, I think we can only get less than a third of the share. That's all, still under the deterrence of the Count of Tver, everyone took out all the reserves on their bodies to put together.

A bag of grain is already like this, and the one or two gold, not to mention. Muscovy had different monetary systems in different places before, and each member state had its own unit of measurement, if that really happened, I am afraid that the one or two gold proposed by Sumer would definitely make the Rus people count until they grow old.

Fortunately, in the past few years, the great Grand Duke Ivan has unified the vast majority of the member states one after another, and all of them have been incorporated into the system of the Grand Muscovy. Subsequently, a unified monetary unit of measurement was introduced: the Gnargandi.

One silver ingot of gnagandy, weighing about a pound. It can be exchanged for twenty silver coins, and if it is converted into gold coins that the principality has just introduced, and then one or two gold coins according to the other party's requirements, that is at least two gold coins per person.

Then, with the number of prisoners of war currently stranded in the hands of the other side, the Southern Expeditionary Corps of Muscovy will pay at least a hundred pieces.

That's a lot of money. If the principality really wants to pay, naturally there will be no difficulty. But the problem is, this is a frontline battlefield. Under the premise of not having enough time, this money can only be made up by everyone first.

Except for a few high-ranking generals and nobles, who could come up with a full amount of money? If there was that money, I am afraid that more than half of the people in the army would not be used as soldiers.

Therefore, in this case, the so-called ransom amount of one or two gold cannot even reach the measure of grain.

However, if the other party's requirements are not met, they will not be able to redeem their own soldiers. Even more terrible consequences were, and thus angered the words of the shameful and greedy Sue of the East, and the lives of His Excellency the Count and Baron Garyev were in danger.

If it really comes to that point, I'm afraid that even the Marquis of Eno, who is the supreme commander of the legion in the rear, will definitely not be able to bear that responsibility. After all, the interest groups on both sides are fighting each other, but they must not harm each other's lives in this way. Otherwise, as soon as this column is opened, everyone will be in danger, and who will be willing to fight for the principality? When the time comes, I am afraid that His Majesty the Grand Duke Ivan will be the first to uproot the side that is in trouble.

Don't underestimate the authority of Grand Duke Ivan, a king who seems to be dying of old age and seems to have always maintained a humble attitude towards the nobles of the country. But if anyone really thinks that he is weak, it is equivalent to giving up half of his life.

Don't you see the princess Sophia who once covered the sky with one hand? As the titular heir of Rome, there is an Italian standing behind her, representing the rights and interests of the Vatican. But after angering the Grand Duke, it was just a flip of hands, and he was suppressed, and finally ended up being banished.

Therefore, in this case, when it comes to the lives of the two nobles of the principality, no one dares to ignore it in the slightest. No matter how humiliated and angry he felt, he could only knock out his teeth and swallow blood, and do his best to make up the so-called "one or two golds".

However, even this is not enough. In the end, the Rus could only pay off their debts with more than double the number of war horses, and I hope that the hateful Oriental will accept this offset.

Will the Orientals accept it? The Rus' don't know, but that's all they can do. Truth be told, that's all they can do. After all, he has done his best on the surface, hasn't he? In this case, something has really happened, and the Grand Duke can at least explain the past.

But Joseph knew that this level of offsetting would be difficult to pass in front of the Oriental. That guy doesn't seem to be very old, but he's really a demon, a greedy and shrewd demon!

He's probably going to play on it, no, it's not possible, it's definitely going to be!" Joseph thought to himself. Moreover, that kind of borrowing is likely to cause unpredictable consequences. I'm afraid that when the time comes, these nobles in the country who are calculating and calculating all day long will regret their calculations.

Thinking of Su Mo's smiling appearance, a chill rose in Joseph's heart, and suddenly he had a little more anticipation. He was looking forward to what the faces of the nobles would look like when the consequences of this were revealed. How dare they, how dare they treat the esteemed Count of Tver like this?

They'll regret it!, he told himself.

"Hmm, it's not impossible, it's just ......" Sure enough, when he worked hard to escort hundreds of war horses back, Su Mo's reaction did not disappoint him at all.

It's just that he wasn't disappointed, but he didn't let him have half a point of joy.

“…… So, let's release those soldiers first. We also have to show our open-mindedness and sincerity, don't we?" Su Mo said with a smile on his face, with the expression of an honest and reliable Xiao Langjun.

"Now that we've released almost all of them, this sincerity is enough. Then, I don't think it's too much to ask for only the two Earls and the Baron, and then send us off. ”

Su Mo sincerely made an invitation. Including Joseph, Kampal and Giryev, who had just woken up, were all dizzy, and their hearts sank to the bottom in an instant.