Chapter 134: Ransom
Mainz, Empire, Palace, any of these words are enough to make people think about it, and if they are linked together, it is enough to surprise people at the origin of this arrogant-looking old man in front of them.
In Europe, only the Holy Roman Empire can become an empire, and Mainz is one of the seven electors of the empire, which is amazing enough, and the old man in front of him actually claims to be the imperial court, Alexander feels as if he has met some great person.
Compared with Alexander, who felt somewhat unrealistic because of the sudden windfall, the old man who claimed to be the imperial palace minister felt even more unable to believe his ears.
He looked at the young man sitting tall on his horse in amazement, and it was not until two soldiers came up and saluted him respectfully, but raised his arms again, that the old man finally realized what had happened.
"Are you French?" Except for the accident at the beginning, the old man quickly calmed down, he turned to stop the retinue behind him who were trying to resist, and then frowned and looked at Alexander, "So I was captured by you, so tell me who your lord is, let him come to me now, I can pay the ransom for myself, can I go back to my own tent now?" β
Alexander looked at the old man in front of him with such a shelf when he heard that he had become a prisoner, and from his calm attitude and demeanor, it could be seen that this person should be a big man, and as long as you think about this person claiming to be the Count of Salzburg, it can be seen that he must be from a lot of background.
"My lord, I am the lord of Naples." Alexander said with a smile, he saw that the people in the camp seemed to have finally noticed that the unusual behavior began to become commotion, so he raised his hand slightly and made a gesture behind him, and for a moment the Bohemian cavalry made a cheerful whistle, they had already seen the mountains of goods in the camp already red, and now seeing Alexander give the order, the Bohemians first roared towards the camp.
Suddenly there were cries of terror in the camp, and both men and women were frightened by the sudden appearance of the hungry wolf-like Bohemians, who fled in all directions in panic, and some of those who tried to resist were immediately knocked unconscious by the Bohemian scimitars.
"Who are you, and do you know who you're offending against?" The old man, completely enraged by the barbarism of the BohΓ¨mes, struggled forward twice with all his might, and felt that he could not break free from the soldiers who were holding him, so he stopped and looked at Alexander coldly, "You have to pay for what you have done now, everyone your men are offending is a big man you can only look up to, and as for me, even the king of Naples must show due respect." β
Alexander nodded, he didn't think the old man was bragging, when he heard that he was the Imperial Palace, Alexander knew that this man did have the capital to dictate to him, but such a threat was of little use to him.
On the contrary, it made him somewhat interested.
"So your status is really high?" Alexander asked with interest.
"Of course," the old man straightened slightly, "I am one of the four ministers of the empire, and I am the second most important minister after the prime minister, and if you show enough remorse now, and then give me the respect I deserve, I can consider pardoning your offense before your king, but you must now order the harassment of the entire camp to cease, and then let your soldiers withdraw from here, this is the logistics camp of the coalition army, and there are many noble nobles in it, and you must not be offended." β
"It turned out to be a logistics camp for the coalition forces," Alexander looked up with a little surprise, because Pagassos was tall, so he could almost take over the entire camp, looking at the mountains of various supplies and large and small tents set up, Alexander felt that he had really made a lot of money this time" Carlo went to tell the Bohemians not to hurt the people here easily, these are precious captives, and each of them is worth a lot of money. β
Carlo's eyes have also begun to glow, although it sounds like this old man should be a really big man, but Carlo still didn't understand who he was, but he understood Alexander's words, these guys who looked like rats were running around like rats, but they were all ransom payments.
"Stop you guys, you're too ruthless!"
"Oh, my lord, are you okay, look at what this says, what are you doing and don't help the adults up."
"That bohemian over there, if you dare to hurt a single hair, I'll have you hung up on the flagpole to dry!"
Carlo's shouts began to recur in the camp, but listening to his anxious and frustrated shouts, the stunned old man always felt that something seemed wrong.
Alexander had dismounted, and while he ordered Agri to quickly occupy the camp, he gestured to the palace and invited him to walk with him to the camp.
"Rest assured that you will get what you deserve," Alexander said with a smile, which made the old man's heart relax slightly.
In fact, what he was really afraid of was the bohemians who looked like barbarians, and as for the young man in front of him, if he was not crazy, how could he dare to be unreasonable to himself.
"But before I do that, I want to reiterate that you are my prisoner," but Alexander's next words made the palace minister not so happy, he felt that this man's repeated repetition of his captive status was simply an insult to him, and just as he was about to open his mouth to protest, Alexander had already continued, "So please write a letter now, preferably to the Supreme Commander of the coalition forces here, because I need to exchange you for a person." β
Gong Xiang showed a surprised look, and then nodded with relief.
"Do you have a relative or friend who has been captured by the coalition forces? Want to trade him back with me? It's insulting to my identity, but I'd love to help you. The palace minister nodded reservedly, Alexander's request made him already believe that the terrible situation in front of him would soon pass, and since this man had asked for a prisoner exchange, he should soon be free.
Alexander smiled lightly and didn't explain, just looked at the arrogant old man, his eyes were already slightly narrowed, and this action reminded him of Sophia.
The old man's tent was very large, and when he walked in, he couldn't help but have the illusion that he had walked into a certain palace room, and when he saw that there were separate rooms in the tent, Alexander had a little impression of the luxury of this palace minister.
"My lord, I think we can talk about your ransom now." Alexander said with a smile.
The old man sat down slowly, he was completely calm by this time, and he looked the young man in front of him up and down, trying to discern the origin and weight of this man from his clothes, but then he was a little disappointed.
Obviously, this young man should not be a person with status, and from his attitude of not respecting himself, the palace minister can also feel that he should be a small lord of a small place, although such people are actually very easy to handle, but they are often because they are lonely and lack due awe, at least the palace minister believes that if they are captured by a certain great nobleman in Naples, they will clearly understand their status and influence, and they will naturally be much more respectful to themselves, After all, it may not be long before everyone meets at a court gathering, and perhaps those people will have to salute him at that time.
But the little lord of the earth buns in front of him with a group of earth bun armies obviously didn't know how noble his identity was.
"I'm the Earl of Salzburg, so I'm not going to bargain for my worth, that's insulting to my status. And I would like to kindly remind you, probably you don't know that you have caused trouble, "Naples is the enemy of the French, but you attacked the logistics camp of the coalition army, you may be just an ordinary mercenary captain, but I remind you that when you return to Naples, you may face a trial." β
Listening to the palace minister's "kind reminder", Alexander just smiled silently, at this time there was only Paul Busako by his side, and everyone else had been sent out to receive the entire camp, after all, this camp looked a bit big, and there were a lot of hoarded supplies, which made Alexander feel the need to find out how big the loot he had hit as soon as possible, because he knew that he couldn't take everything with him.
"My lord, you better write first, after all, this matter is very important, and then let us talk about your ransom, do you think the 30,000 ducats are worthy of your honorable status?"
Gong Xiang showed a stunned look on his face, he originally thought that this person should be so bold because he didn't know who he was, but now when he heard him say such a ransom amount, Gong Xiang felt that this person was actually very clear about his identity, which made Gong Xiang's originally relaxed heart sink instantly, and he began to look at this young man with serious eyes.
30,000 ducats is undoubtedly a huge sum, which is not a small amount for any nobleman who is known for his wealth, and there are not many people who can pay such a large ransom in the whole of Europe, but Alfred von Kotzchach is one of them.
Kotschach was a prominent nobleman of Salzburg, a family that has produced five Archbishops of Salzburg, who held the position of Archbishop of Salzburg for nearly a hundred years, and even openly wore purple robes that represented supreme dignity to show their status.
Just a few years ago, the current Archbishop of Salzburg arrogantly put the turnip grass that heralded the responsibility of guarding the crown as part of his family coat of arms, which made the entire Kotschach family completely the owner of one of the richest territories in the empire of Salzburg.
It was precisely because of this that Leopold von Kotschach was able to become the Imperial Court Minister with the support of the Archbishop of Salzburg.
The Kotschach family can definitely afford to pay 30,000 ducats.
It's just that this little lord who looks like a dirt bun mercenary, how did he know?
Alfred von Kotzchach gently stroked the thick, thick gray beard on his chin with his hand, his gaze stared straight at Alexander, and after a moment he nodded: "Tell me who you want to exchange me for." β
"I should know this man from you," Alexander gently placed the prepared quill in front of the courtier, "the knight of France, the supreme commander of France in Rome, de Charlain of Savoy. β
Hearing Alexander's words, Gong Xiang's hand holding the pen couldn't help but pause, and the ink on the tip of the pen dripped down, leaving a small ink stain on the paper.
When Carlo walked into the tent, he saw Alexander looking through a large book, and when he walked in, Alexander motioned for him to wait, but Carlo was obviously too excited to calm down, so he walked around in front of Alexander, until Alexander reluctantly put down the booklet in his hand.
"Tell me, what's there."
"My lord, we sent it this time," Carlo said in a tone of native slang before he gasped, "You probably don't know what we all saw, mountains of grain and bacon, vats of spices, and a whole wagon of gold coins, all of which were Florin and Ducat. God, I don't even know how to describe those things. β
"What about the nobles?" Alexander asked with a smile, he actually knew almost what was in the camp, but he always felt strange what the nobles were doing, or what they saw as if the war was an armed outing, and that there were still people who were willing to run around with the army like a circus.
"Oh, by the way, we've captured a group of nobles, all of whom are clamoring to see you right now, and several of them have already offered to pay the ransom, but they want to leave immediately."
Alexander nodded and waved his hand casually: "Just pay the ransom and let them go, it is enough for us to have a palace minister of the empire." β
Carlo looked at Alexander a little hesitantly, and seemed slightly dissatisfied, "But my lord, shouldn't we wait for the families of those nobles to ransom them, so that we can get more money, right?" β
"Carlo," Alexander motioned to his cavalry captain to sit down, "listen, what do you think we should do with this large number of nobles after we capture them, if we can't exchange them for money, these people are useless at all, and don't forget that we are still on the battlefield, and the coalition will fight with us to recapture this camp, not to mention that we are not the enemies of the coalition army." β
Alexander said as he picked up a letter from the table next to him.
"This is a letter written by the Imperial Minister, and this is our greatest gain this time," Alexander said, handing the letter to Busaco next to him, "Paul, send this letter to the Coalition Commander to tell him that the Imperial Minister's possession is in our possession, but before you can inquire whether Constantine has rescued de Charlon." As he spoke, Alexander clasped his hands together slightly and smiled and said, "If our friend has not been rescued, your condition is to exchange the palace for him to leave, and if he has been saved, you have to tell the commander of the coalition forces that in addition to the ransom of 30,000 ducats, we ask the coalition forces to pay a ransom for their logistics camp as well." β
Watching Busako leave, Alexander stood up and smiled at Carlo, who was still a little excited, and said, "Okay, now let's go and see our loot." β
Paul immediately nodded excitedly, since he had circled the whole camp, he believed that even the richest man could not be so calm when he saw those things.
And the fact is that although he has already seen the accounts found in the palace minister's tent, when he saw the materials with his own eyes, Alexander couldn't help but be a little excited because of the accident.
"Looks like we're really sending it."
Learning Carlo's Agri slang, Alexander walked slowly along the large pile of wooden barrels filled with wheat, and smiled as he looked at Carlo next to him, whose lips kept moving and seemed to be silently counting the wheat buckets.
He knew that it was impossible for Carlo to understand the meaning of the logistics camp in front of him, which they had inadvertently occupied, and looking at the Agri soldiers who were carrying a batch of bronze artifacts from a carriage not far away, Alexander exhaled lightly, and then gave an order to Caro: "Blow the trumpet, gather the troops, and prepare to meet the enemy!" β