Zero!

Hearing this number, the officer was not overly excited, but only briefly ecstatic, and then quickly calmed down. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He understands that it is impossible to drop pies in the sky, and there must be other conditions attached to the other party's lack of money.

He raised his eyebrows, helped Zheng Fei refill a glass of gin, and smiled unnaturally, revealing a little worry.

"And what do you want?"

Zheng Fei took the wine glass, took a sip, and pointed to the ox cart parked on the dock outside.

The officer followed his direction and looked at the hundreds of Piedmontese cattle grazing peacefully, his eyes showing a hint of confusion and shrugging his shoulders in disunderstanding.

The 100 or so Piedmontese cattle, which were used by the artillery units to deliver supplies and gunpowder shells to the docks, had been delivered by this morning and were stacked in the warehouses of the artillery station, ready for the arrival of the Ottoman army.

After the supplies were delivered, the oxen and the ox carts lost their value, and instead of letting them die in the chaos of war or fall into the hands of the West Asian barbarians, it was better to kill the soldiers, and the original plan was to stew the feast tonight.

"I want oxen and ox carts. Zheng Fei smiled and explained: "Exchange the boat." ”

"But I must tell you, these cows are worth a few thousand silver coins at most. The officer's eyes widened in surprise.

"So that's why I want more than that. Saying that, Zheng Fei put down his wine glass and said seriously: "Two thousand cows, a thousand ox carts, a thousand horses, and a thousand carriages." ”

I thought that the officer would hesitate, but I didn't expect that as soon as Zheng Fei's words came out, he responded decisively.

"Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow at the latest. The officer happily stretched out his hand, his eyes full of sincerity.

"Have you thought about it, the price of this batch is not low. Zheng Fei shook hands with him.

"But your boat is more valuable, thank you for your help to us Constanta people! There are many local farms, and the big war is imminent, and the boss has no way to take away those domesticated livestock, so he can only dispose of them at a low price to those who are willing to buy them, and I will arrange for someone to buy them as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, let's deliver it together tomorrow. Zheng Fei snapped his fingers, then turned around and went out.

At this time, the officer suddenly thought of something and hurriedly called him.

"Hey, your batch of artillery ?......"

"Artillery is not for sale!" Zheng Fei replied, striding away without looking back.

It's nothing if the ship is sold, but the artillery contains epoch-making craftsmanship that must not fall into the hands of civilized society.

Now, Zheng Fei had to inform the crew of the news and get them ready to disembark, and before that, he had to find someone to buy a large amount of food that was easy to carry.

To get to Denmark by land, considering that to get around the war-torn zone, you would have to pass through large areas of wasteland, and you might not be able to enter the town for many days for supplies, so you had to bring enough food and fresh water to be on the safe side.

The ox carts were used to carry food, water, and munitions, and the carriages were for people to ride, after all, there was a long way to go, and it would take two months, and I don't know how many people would have died if they had relied on their feet.

......

Constanta, timber mill.

The lumber mill was of course close to the woods, it was built on the outskirts of the north of the city, and near it grew patches of olive wood, the wood was solid and hard, the colors were bright and the grain was clear, it was an aristocratic tree in Europe, it had a special meaning, and was often made into religious crafts, from which the crucifix of Jesus was made.

At this moment, in a spacious room, a balding old man was thoughtfully smoking a pipe, his eyes were deep, and he held an ivory-handled dagger in his hand, and carved marks on the table, like the wrinkles on his old cheeks.

It seems to be a chaotic trace, but it is actually a string of letters, a curse word.

Beside him, a man with a large-brimmed hat stood uneasily, bowing slightly, his eyes rolling around.

"Mr. Harrison......" The man sniffed his nose and sweated in his palms.

"Do you know Alan, I gave you Constanta because I believe in your abilities, and you can't save anyone, how do you think I should punish you?"

The man shuddered, he knew the old man's methods very well, and it was scary just thinking about it.

His heart throbbed for a moment, he thought of something, a fleeting smile flashed in his eyes, he raised his head, and said in a slur manner, "You can punish me however you want, but Mr. Harrison, I must tell you one thing before that......"

Say. The old man still drooped his eyelids, blew on the ashes scattered on the table, and laughed.

"Senna...... He's dead. ”

This simple sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, which made the smile that the old man had just revealed froze stiffly, and only the incredible consternation remained at the corner of his mouth.

After a two-second pause, the old man looked up sharply into his eyes and asked urgently, "Which Senna?"

The man took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Our Harrison family's ace mercenary, Lord John Cena. ”

"Impossible!" the old man waved his arms angrily, threw his pipe to the ground along with the dagger, stood up on his feet, and slammed it the table.

"We all saw that he was indeed dead, and when the plan to rescue William was arranged, he suddenly disappeared for a few days, and when he reappeared, he ran alone to rescue him, but unfortunately his opponent was too strong, and he failed. ”

After listening to his explanation, irritated and surprised, the old man gradually calmed down, sat back in his chair and lay down with his eyes closed, and after a while, finally accepted the bad news.

Senna, can be said to be the signature of the entire family, even if the family has ten special mercenaries, but there is still no one whose influence can surpass him, he is the treasure of the family, he alone can create millions of silver coins of wealth every year.

"Tell me, how did he die?" the old man leaned over and picked up the dagger at his feet, stuck it on the table, his gaze more fierce than ever.

"It was at the docks, there were too many people and we couldn't see the situation, and according to rumors, he was killed with a punch. ”

"Hmph, rumors are always rumors, ridiculous!"

The old man looked out the window with a solemn face.

"Allen, you just said that the other party is too strong, how strong?"

"A formidable army of at least four thousand men, even the heroic knight legions of Constanta can't help them. ”

"yes, then I'd meet them. ”

The old man smiled lightly, then his face changed, and he announced: "Inform the other party of the time and place of meeting, and in addition, take my token and transfer the army outside the city." (To be continued.) )