White and Kevin Sr. stood nervously in the camp, Old Kevin looked left and right, he kept thinking about how to deal with the nobles who appeared, how to sell his goods while flattering each other, and when he was thinking, several capable warriors surrounded a young nobleman and walked over.

"Daddy, Daddy, is this their commander?" Young White asked Old Kevin next to him in a low voice.

"Shhhh Kevin said uncertainly, generally speaking, the leader of an army is an experienced knight or general, but sometimes the children of the nobles lead the army themselves, so it is normal for the leader to be very young, but there is usually an experienced adjutant to assist.

"You're the Battlefield Merchant?" Bruce brought Edward and the others to Kevin and White Sr., and he looked at the old and young in front of him.

"Yes, sir." Kevin Sr. hurriedly bowed to Bruce, but White tilted his head to look at Bruce.

"Bold fellow, in front of you is Lord Baron Bruce, the ruler of the Locke family." Edward scolded White, and Kevin Sr. hurriedly pulled White's head down, although the rudeness of commoners to nobles is not a capital crime, but it is okay to have an ear or a few fingers cut off.

"I wonder what the noble Baron is looking for us?" Kevin Sr. put his hand on his chest, and he smiled flatteringly, and the wrinkles and baldness on his face combined looked particularly funny.

"I want to do business with you." Bruce smiled and said to Kevin Sr.

"Doing business, O noble lord, this is a wise move, knowing that my old Kevin's business credit is excellent." When Kevin Sr. heard that there was business to do, he suddenly came to his senses, and he said to Bruce with a fluttering eyebrow, and Bruce had to take a step back to avoid his foaming mouth.

"So, my lord, what would you like to buy?" Young White reacted as well, and he said to Bruce, blurting out a series of various services that he could imagine by heart.

"If you are short on money, it doesn't matter, we also accept barter, or you can also take credit, but there is a limit on credit." Kevin added that the cooperation of the old and the young is really seamless.

"Wait, you're mistaken, it's not me who pays you, you pay me." Bruce raised his hand to stop them and said to them.

"What?" After Bruce finished speaking, Kevin Sr. and White were dumbfounded, and the two looked at each other to make sure they had heard correctly.

"Forgive us for our ignorance, we have not heard us wrong." Old Kevin chuckled in his heart, could it be that the nobles in front of him wanted to force themselves to take money, and sometimes the nobles would rob merchants, and the nobles didn't think there was anything wrong with this, they even thought that this was a legal right given to them by the Lord God.

"We don't have a copper." Young White looked at Bruce in front of him with some anger, in order to make a little profit, the merchants not only had to guard against bandits and robbers along the way, but also had to endure the tax exploitation of the lord, and the young baron in front of him actually wanted to force them to pay for it.

"Don't get me wrong, I mean doing business with you." Bruce looked at White, who blushed with excitement, and he knew that the other party must have misunderstood what he meant, so he explained.

"Oh, what does the Baron want us to do?" Old Kevin is old and has traveled north and south for many years, he pulled White and asked curiously.

"I want you to be my exclusive contractor, handling the loot on the battlefield for us." Bruce smiled and said to Kevin Sr.

"Exclusive contractor?" It was the first time Kevin had heard of the name, but he smacked some of the meaning, and seemed to understand it very well.

When the Duke and his vassals marched again, Bruce's army was followed by two more pack wagons and a few merchants, who followed the Glynton militia.

After a day's march, they finally reached the border of the Eastern Territories, where the castle had not yet been captured by the rebels, but was faced with a large number of rebels, and the defenders of the castle had only cowered behind the fortified walls in fear.

"It's the Duke, the Duke is here." On the castle's turret, a watchful archer was condescending, and he saw a huge army of various flags approaching on the winding paths on the plain outside the castle, and when the archers saw the duke's banner, he breathed a sigh of relief, and blew the horn to tell everyone the good news.

"Fort Garry is welcoming us." Duke Bemessi heard the sound of the horn blowing at the head of the castle wall, and he raised his head and pointed happily in the direction of the castle, and said to the nobles beside him.

Fort Garry was actually not very large, with a maximum capacity of 300 people, so the dukes and vassals did not drive their troops into the castle, so the army tents stationed outside the castle were like mushrooms after a rain. The Greenton militia was not discouraged by the fact that they were under the castle, and they chose favorable terrain and began to dig trenches.

"Gotta get it." Just then, a herald on horseback arrived at the Grington militia camp and told Bruce that the Duke had invited the nobles to a pre-battle meeting.

"It's finally getting started." When Bruce heard the news, he looked at the retainers beside him.

"Yes, it's just not known how the Duke will deploy the army." Stukov asked with some curiosity.

Bruce donned a helmet and wore leather armor captured from Jeffrey's castle, a black cloak behind him, and a Valian's Sword around his waist, with Edward following him as his lieutenant.

Bruce and Edward mounted their horses, Edward held Bruce's banner in his hand, and the two soon came to the outside of the duke's camp, several attendants were waiting outside the duke's tent, the soldiers were scattered around the tent, a wagon stopped beside it, several wine barrels were placed under the wagon, the drunken soldiers staggered to the barrels, they opened the lid and used wooden wine glasses to drink.

"It smells of alcohol." Edward couldn't help but cover his nose with his sleeve, he was used to seeing the Grinton militia being serious and cautious, and he was a little uncomfortable when he suddenly saw this scene.

"Two adults, please here." The squires unveiled the curtain, which was packed with vassals, who were making a noise without any fear, and Bruce and Edward looked at each other, and the two stooped into the tent.

"Oh, ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet, your Excellency Duke is about to begin the pre-war meeting." Sir Hilton stepped forward, and he announced loudly to the crowd.