Chapter 356: Warmongers
"It's not a delicate craft painting, it's a war stock!"
Charles held a hand-drawn "War Stock" pattern by Olive and showed it to the nearly 100 merchants around him, pointing out that the red seal on it was the seal of his title of Marquis of Lorraine.
"Lord Marquis, what is this war stock for?" a merchant who was not very familiar to everyone was the first to ask the question that everyone wanted to ask. 、
Good question, this nursery has a good look, and we will cooperate for a long time in the future!
Charles nodded to the merchant with satisfaction, and continued: "The war stock is the proof of payment of the funds, weapons, food, and other materials that everyone raises for this war, and each war stock corresponds to a right, and its owner can use it to participate in the distribution, purchase, and sale of the spoils of war, and even make proposals that are beneficial to the direction of the war when necessary. ”
"War shares are freely bought and sold after being registered with the Marquis's Palace, and this right is transferred, and when the war is completely over, the Marquis' Court will reclaim the shares at a suitable price, but even if the war is lost, it will never be less than eighty percent of the original price. ”
"Dear Marquis, what are you referring to?"
is too impatient, at this time, you should hang the appetite of these people first, and then ask when their desires swell, and you still need to continue to train.
"The spoils of war are all the benefits of the war, including the armor, weapons, and horses left behind on the battlefield, as well as the ransom of the prisoners, the reparations paid to us by the defeated side, and so on. ”
"Oh!"
"How is this possible?"
The nearly 100 merchants in the hall were originally sitting in a restrained state and didn't dare to squeak, but after hearing Charles's words, they couldn't hold back anymore, what Charles was holding in his hand was not a "war stock" at all, this was a robbery certificate!
"My lord, how much is a war stock?"
This time, it was not Charles's pre-arranged childcare who was questioned, but a business tycoon in the United Business Company.
"For the time being, it is set at 1,000 gold louis, if it is replaced by military materials, it will be given the right of first refusal, of course, these materials must be sent to the Blue Mountain Pass as soon as possible!"
"I want one!"
"I want five!"
"I want ten!"
"I'll give out a hundred muskets......."
"I'll send a hundred Saxon mercenaries ......"
"We must win ........"
A group of businessmen who are usually amiable and seek wealth are red-eyed, abandon the disguise of kindness, and reveal the essence of capitalist warmongers.
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The Blue Mountain Pass, located in the Vosges Mountains north of Lorraine, is named after the surrounding peaks rich in special blue stones, which look like blue from a distance, and is an important pass between Lorraine and the northern Nilan region and the Duchy of Luxon.
In the thousands of years of history of the mainland, the Saxons, Weikings, and barbarians in the north broke through the obstacles from here to the south, all the way to the sea in the south, and used their barbarism and force to plunder the accumulated fruits of higher civilizations, and then gradually lost their sharpness in pleasure, and finally assimilated into a part of the civilized world.
Hundreds of years ago, many nobles in the south learned from the pain and financed the nobles of the Lorraine region, and spent a lot of manpower and financial resources to build the Blue Mountain Pass, a moat fortress.
After the completion of the Blue Mountain Pass, although it did not completely isolate the invasion of the northern barbarians, it also reduced the frequency of invasion from once in more than ten years to once in decades or hundreds of years, so that the nobles in the south accumulated more wealth and strength, and finally completely assimilated all the barbarians in the Nilan region and around the North Sea by virtue of the export of civilization, making them poor ghosts who guarded the frontier for the civilized world.
Therefore, there has been no large-scale war in the Blue Mountain Pass for more than a hundred years, although in recent decades the Flensians and the Luxon have repeatedly had friction and conflicts, but the two sides will not fight in such a dangerous place as the Blue Mountain Pass, either a small-scale infiltration and sneak attack on the border line, or put the Flensians into the territory of the Principality of Luxon to play a defensive counterattack, and the Luxon people with weak family backgrounds have not yet had the confidence to die in a tough battle.
That is, in recent years, the relationship between the Byans and the Florens, who rule the Nilan region, has deteriorated, so the Blue Mountain Pass still maintains enough vigilance and garrison, otherwise this thousand-year-old Xiongguan may be abandoned because it has little meaning to exist.
"What a hard bone!"
Link had been lying in the grass seven or eight miles away from the Blue Mountain Pass for several hours, and with the help of the bright midday light and the delicate telescope from Prouss in his hand, he clearly saw the majesty of the Blue Mountain Pass and the vigilance of the patrolling soldiers at the pass, and there was little hope in his heart that he would easily take this pass.
A large-scale military operation is not a small-scale infiltration operation, and it is impossible for him to abandon all his baggage and go into battle lightly and sneak over from the mountains as he is now.
And even if Link had prepared enough in advance this time, because the reconnaissance team was not equipped with extraordinary hunters, he did not have enough vigilance and perception of potential dangers, resulting in the loss of several fighters and a third of his war horses when he crossed the Vosges Mountains.
The situation of the march in the mountains is too complicated, no matter what beast dares to jump out and bark its teeth at Link and the others, the horse is frightened and gallops wildly and breaks the horse's hooves, and if there is no war horse to walk on only two legs, the provisions carried by a person can not last for three days, and a battle may run out of ammunition and food.
Therefore, large-scale military operations must have sufficient support to fight, a force of tens of thousands of people needs a massive amount of logistics materials every day, if there is no smooth rear road to transport materials, then maybe there is no need to fight, soldiers will collapse and flee because of hunger and fear.
Not every army had a fearless dedication and a Spartan warrior's tenacity.
"Chirp!"
There were a few abnormal birdsong sounds from the top of a big tree in the distance, Link knew that it was his companion who informed him that another damn Lorraine was coming, and the army near the Blue Mountain Pass was too vigilant, and a wave of patrols came out to inspect the suspicious areas around it in a few hours, which annoyed Link and the others.
"Huh?"
Just as Link was about to retreat quietly, he found that this time it was not a patrol, but a caravan of considerable size.
"Why are there still caravans passing through the Blue Mountain Pass at this time? Is it because the news of the war has not yet spread? Or is it the merchant who is transporting supplies to the Blue Mountain Pass?"
Since it was not a patrol, Link was not in a hurry to leave, he was tasked with collecting all the news near the Blue Mountain Pass, and the caravan was also a very important part.
As long as there are caravans in Lorraine, either the news is closed and they don't know that the war is coming, or it means that they are very confident in the Lorraine army, and they don't believe that the Lucers can break the Blue Mountain Pass and burn the war into Lorraine, otherwise the merchants who value profit over righteousness would have fled to other places long ago.
"Wait, Lorraine, the shame of our ancestors will be washed away today!" Link took a sip, a flame of anger burning wildly in his heart.
As a small principality with a small area and a small population, it is at the intersection of the forces of Florence, Nilan, and Prologs, and the Duchy of Lucerne has been living a very aggrieved life for so many years, either beaten by this or beaten by that, although it resisted every time, but in the end it was the compromised side.
The years of war have exhausted the Lucernes, but they have also sharpened a group of excellent military talents and elite troops, the strength of the Red Oak Legion and the Black Oak Legion have reached the level of the second-rate main battle legion on the mainland, and there are not a few young people like Link who are bent on making a name for themselves.
Link lay on the ground and slowly fell backwards, he was a scout when he fought against the Rus' on the Eastern Front, and the experience of blood and fire gave him enough skills and tactics and confidence.
But Link suddenly stopped, looking at a hound that suddenly appeared in front of him a few dozen meters with an ugly face.
The hound had apparently approached in stealth as well, and the two shining dogs had a sparkle of wisdom in their eyes that did not belong to the canine species.
"Yes, hunters, people!"
Hurried warnings echoed beneath the blue peaks.