Chapter 302: The Swedish Prince (II)

The prince, surrounded by the fur of a precious black bear, led his entourage into the hall, and the guests from the northern ice fields, with their innate roughness and rebelliousness, just like their lake-blue pupils and golden buttery heads, gave people a chill at that stop.

After a long and sloppy exchange of pleasantries and necessary nonsense, and of course a sumptuous feast was indispensable, I understood why the cargo hold, in addition to the necessary trade goods, was also piled with all kinds of flavors of ingredients, a dazzling array of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and mellow ale, and quickly narrowed the distance between them, and when they were drunk, the bull had already put his arm around Prince Annonde's shoulders and called him brother.

The atmosphere of the banquet was warm and congenial, and when the wine was drunk, of course, it was necessary to get down to business, and Prince Annon met me the next day to begin a real conversation between them.

"Lord Duke, I have brought with me the best furs and amber from the north, and I hope to trade with my friends in Nijmegen on an equal footing."

Prince Anonde motioned for his entourage to open the wooden chests that had been brought into the hall, which were filled with the finest amber and precious mink skins, showing off the power of Sweden's trade.

"That's just a drop in the bucket, and a new fleet will arrive in 6 more years."

"God forbid, it's a pleasure to do business with a Swedish friend, I promise to buy it at the fairest price and never cheat on my friend!"

I tried my best to control my excited trembling voice, and as much as I could, I replied with the bearing of the leaders of the great powers of the world, but the ecstasy in my heart was uncontrollable, as if I had seen the grand occasion of making a lot of money from entrepot trade in the future.

"What can Nijmegen do for you, friend of the North?"

"Food, we need food!"

Prince Anonde's eyes sparkled with longing, like a hungry wolf staring at fat.

"We are not short of weapons, Norwegian relatives have long prepared high-quality armor and swords, we are not short of manpower, Swedish warriors are brave and invincible in the world, but we lack food and grass, the war with the Danes, so that many young men go to the battlefield, the land at home is naturally barren, and there is no routine crusade this year, so that the supply is unsustainable, please trade food for us, the well-fed Swedish warriors will defeat our common enemy!"

I muttered and didn't dare to answer, Neustadt, which had just experienced the war, had insufficient grain reserves, insufficient supplies for itself, and even more scarce supplies and exports, not to mention the huge cost of transshipment from Nijmegen, and it was too late in time, and the winter wheat in other regions had not yet been opened, and the temporary mobilization could not catch up with the progress, so I thought about it and gave him an ambiguous answer:

"Rest assured, Your Royal Highness, Nijmegen will be a trusted ally."

Prince Anon was evidently pleased with my answer, and after expressing his gratitude, he reaffirmed the reciprocal alliance between the two sides and pledged to play an important role in Nijmegen's future dealings with Norway and Kievan Rus' to promote a win-win harmony for all parties.

"Your Royal Highness, please forgive me for taking the liberty of guessing, are you hoarding so much grain and grass to launch a large-scale counterattack somewhere?"

I stared at Prince Anonde's flickering eyes, waved my hand and instructed Luo Luo to unfold the sketch of the Three Northern Kingdoms newly brought by the Chamber of Commerce, and asked with a slight hint of empathy.

"As allies, we would like to receive a briefing from you on the war so that Nijmegen can respond in a timely manner."

He was visibly shocked by the map in front of him, and rubbed his hands on the small castle representing Uppsala on it:

"The power of Nijmegen is staggering, Lord Duke, for God's sake, may you give us this picture? If we had such an accurate map as a reference for the upcoming war, our chances of victory would be greatly increased. ”

"No problem." I nodded in agreement.

"Thank you very much, Lord Duke!"

Prince Anon was completely impressed by the strength of his allies, and informed his own battle plan in 1510.

"When the conditions are ripe, we will join forces with our Norwegian friends to attack Orting Castle occupied by the Danes in their territory and drive them into the sea completely, but this is not the ultimate goal, and at the same time, our other coalition army will attack the Danish supply center on Rice Island and cut off their tentacles to throw troops across the Kattegat Strait, and then the battlefield will move to Denmark proper, and Sven's nightmare will also be."

Their plan was simple and efficient, and if successful, the three northern kingdoms would return to the strategic balance of power and be plunged into a continuous civil war, which would allow Nijmegen to intervene in the affairs of the Vikings, and eventually add their influence to the three kingdoms and achieve our established strategic goal of monopolizing the northern trade routes.

"Thank you for your honesty, Your Royal Highness, and once again please rest assured that the grain and grass will be in full and in sufficient quantities."

I handed over a wine glass, then touched it with my own: "Friends are to take care of each other, and this covenant is God's example!" ”

Sending off the Swedish prince, who had been grateful for a thousand thanks, he received the promise he wanted, that the consignment was only a greeting gift for the stones, and that when he returned home he would begin to arrange for ships carrying the winter's pelts and amber in exchange for food, and I gave the order to BjΓΆrr, who was in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, to collect supplies, and he immediately wrote to the Nijmegen Chamber of Commerce to coordinate the matter, believing that the required quantity would soon be obtained.

I am very relieved of their ability to do things, they are all Leonardo's carefully selected and capable subordinates, and their quality is absolutely excellent.

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Daily life in Neustadt was monotonous and tedious, with daily work of moving, excavating, building and repairing, and the existing soldiers were assigned to rotate in small groups to ensure that manpower could be used efficiently.

The watchmen and hunters were the most popular, because they were away from shovels, hoes, and ropes during the week of the shift, and they didn't have to deal with civil engineering day after day.

Under the leadership of the captain, the lucky ones of the hunting group slowly drove away the outflanking following the traces left by the prey, and then killed happily, stimulated the nerves that had been numbed for a long time with hot blood, and even the work of standing guard was good, the guards leaned on the city with nothing to do, staring at the clouds rising in the distant sky, missing their hometown with the chirping of the birds, who played the nostalgic tune of the lyre in their ears, and the wanderer's thoughts were brought back to his beloved.

This is a world of pure masters, masculine and explosive, the few remaining Liudiqi women in the city have become the fragrant sweets that everyone is eager for, presumably those barbarian women who don't know how to dress up when they are so big never realized that they would be so popular, the men are jealous for them, fighting and dueling, being courteous, and even climbing the window in the middle of the night to forcibly ask for pleasure, it can be seen that the young men are holding back to a certain extent, even the fifty-year-old dry widow does not let go.

Her three adult sons felt humiliated and rushed into the barracks with axes to seek revenge, which almost led to a bloody crime, but thanks to Yaroslav's strong suppression by his prestige, there was no large-scale group fight between the two clans.

I rubbed my nerve-wracking forehead, and I was almost exhausted, muttering to myself in pain: "If there is a bathroom, let them pick up soap......"

Jokes are jokes, but the problem must be solved, and the ploughing cattle who have no work are also screaming and want to work, but the wolf has more meat and less meat, and finding a way to vent the excess adrenaline of the young lads is the top priority.

At the suggestion of my confidants, I increased the daily work of the soldiers, almost to the extent that I was embarrassed to continue to squeeze their surplus value, but the young people had good energy, even if they were tired from a day's work like a dead dog, and when they returned to the city at night, they immediately turned into hungry wolves with green eyes, instinctively looking for delicious prey everywhere, repeating the simple operation process.

Plop down, tear, tirelessly drive piles, and then sleep as if accomplished something so great that the women did not dare to go out when the sun set.

Is it safe during the day? Then you couldn't be more wrong!

The woman who was alone during the day was faced with the same hungry and thirsty men, and it was almost impossible to move an inch, and then the woman of Neustadt finally became a ploughed field, hiding in her home day and night and shivering, and no longer daring to be exposed to broad daylight.

"How can this be reasonable, catch up with the devil into the village!"

When I heard Kohler's report, I was so angry that I wanted to teach those useless wastes a lesson with my own hands, but the normal physiological reaction of young people cannot be erased, which is caused by male hormones.

"Is their right hand unconscious?"

"What did you say, my lord?" The bull was amused again, and asked stupidly, thinking that every answer from the Duke was an opportunity for him to learn.

"Get out of here!"

When I was upset, the bull didn't have the eyesight to add to the chaos, and I yelled so loudly that he was so frightened that he hid in the corner with his tail between his legs and didn't dare to squeak, aggrieved like a pug scolded by his master, and his little eyes were very intimidating.

Kohler squinted at his reprimanded comrades-in-arms, raised his eyebrows with affection, and cautiously proposed to me: "Why don't we urgently transfer immigrants from Nijmegen to Shibian?" ”

"Far water can't quench the thirst of the near, they are all burning their eyebrows, and they will blow up the camp early when they arrive! In the past, there were no prostitutes in the war, and there were such benefits, and solving the physical problems of the soldiers was as important as solving their food problems. ”

I groaned and tapped on the table, every time my mind was clogged, rhythmic tapping could stimulate the potential in my consciousness, and I hope this time will be no exception.

"Want to release excess adrenaline? It seems that in addition to the creation of human movements, the only way that can be thought of and can quickly achieve the expected effect is sports. ”

(End of chapter)

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