The Franks, a Germanic tribe living in the northeastern plains of Western Europe, were divided into three tribes, the Sarians, the Riplians, and the Hesses, and the Salian Franks occupied most of Gaul north of the Royale River. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Riplians and Kati remained in Germany and northeastern Gaul.

King Clovis of the Sarians, who extended his rule to the entire Frankish tribe, had the ambition to become the dominant nation of Western Europe, establishing a vast Frankish kingdom that would lay the foundations for later generations of Italy, Germany, and France.

The Frankish king, who had converted to Catholicism, sent a caravan to seek the steel sword made by the Huns of the Northland, like a shark that smelled blood, and as an ambitious king, he was desperate for any innovation in weapons.

The leader of the caravan was Abel, a kind fat man, who had a fat face and smiled like a chrysanthemum together, and he was incomparably bright.

Abel dragged his bloated body, and when he entered the checkpoint and entered the territory of the Huns in the Northland, he was surprised by the orderly governance of the Hun territories in the Northland, and he really couldn't understand when the Huns, who had always been called murderous, had mastered this kind of meticulous administrative method.

In Abel's eyes, the Huns were nothing more than a bunch of uncultured beasts, so how could they know the art of governance? It's good if they don't destroy, you can't ask them to grow in any way.

But the reality of the situation gave him a merciless blow, prosperous towns, and citizens who came and went in a hurry. Farmers harvesting in the fields, the golden wheat characters are harvested.

Autumn has arrived, in 452 A.D., which is an ordinary time and nothing special.

But it is of great significance to Ye Feng, he completely defeated the inhabitants of the Baltic Sea region, which means that he can already gain a foothold in the Baltic Sea coastal region.

The Frankish caravans, led by Abel, passed through rows of wooden houses and busy markets into palaces that were not glorious, but extremely simple.

Outside the wooden palace, two Hun apostle guards were guarded with steel swords and round shields, and they stood straight, showing the bearing of the Huns in the north as much as possible, making themselves more powerful and tall.

Although compared to the Franks, the Huns were slightly shorter. Abel laughed at the height of the Huns at first. But when he entered the palace and saw Ye Feng's height of 1.8 meters, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

It was the first time he had seen such a tall person, even among the Franks, such a height was extremely rare.

Abel bowed his body, trying to make his attitude as respectful as possible, so that he would not lose his manners in front of the Hun king of the Northlands.

Ye Feng's momentum and height were a little overwhelming, and Abel was a little breathless.

"Hello! On behalf of our King Clovis, I pay you the highest respects, and may the friendship between our two nations be as long and lasting as the cold winter in the north. ”

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, nodded, and said in a solemn voice as best he could:

"Well, guests from afar! What is your purpose? The Huns have always been a direct people. ”

The smile on Abel's face was a little stiff, but then dissolved.

"We Franks are also a direct people, and we have only one thing to do here, the steel sword!"

Abel said in a low voice.

Ye Feng changed his posture and sat on the throne, trying to make himself as comfortable as possible, he turned his head sideways and whispered in Latin to ask the Roman female advisor Hillary beside him.

As Ye Feng's Roman advisor, Hillary has been following Ye Feng's side and providing strong advice to Ye Feng.

"How much do you think our steel sword is worth to the Romans? In other words, how many iron swords are worth a steel sword? ”

Hilary lowered her head, thought for a moment, and said in an elegant and pleasant standard Latin:

"Twenty! That's the lowest valuation, maybe more, and you never know what the rich are chasing with weapons. ”

Hillary lowered her head and whispered, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice.

Aaron watched Ye Feng communicate in Latin, Aaron is a businessman who walks all over the world, so he naturally understands Latin. The more he listened, the more sweat broke out on his head, and he was a little worried about this deal, but he was on the task of King Clovis.

"How much?"

Ye Feng turned his head and spoke.

Aaron wanted to fool the Northland Hun at first, but he now understands that the Northland Hun is not a fool, and he only wanted to exchange two iron swords for one steel sword at first, but now it seems that it is impossible anyway.

Aaron reluctantly said the price, Ye Feng's brows furrowed violently, he was obviously dissatisfied with the second great wei.

The price of only ten iron swords, the psychological pre-emptive difference is too great, and he only deliberately said it to Abel when he talked to Hillary before, but he didn't expect Abel to be like this, which inevitably made people feel disappointed.

"Then there's nothing to talk about!"

Ye Feng said, he was about to brush his sleeves and leave. When Abel saw Ye Feng who wanted to leave, he was anxious, and hurriedly said:

"15 iron swords!"

Ye Feng had already gotten up, but then sat down again, continued to look at Abel, and spat out words that Abel absolutely couldn't accept.

"20, not even one less! If you don't want to, please go back, Destiny! How dare you bargain! ”

Abel was choked up all of a sudden, he hesitated, his fist was clenched tightly, his finger bones had protruded, turned pale, and lost his blood, and finally Abel nodded with difficulty and said:

"Good!"

Only then did Ye Feng show a satisfied smile and snow-white teeth.

"Happy working together!"

Seeing Ye Feng's treacherous smile, Abel felt that his whole body had been tricked, and he was an old businessman.

But Abel had already agreed, so there was no choice but to accept it.

Ye Feng didn't take Abel to the blacksmith camp, that place was a secret stronghold. Ye Feng took out a steel long sword that had already been transported, weighed the weight in his hand, and waved it to get used to the feel.

"Here's the sample! No problem can be delivered. We only need iron ore and coal, not gold. ”

The fat on Abel's face trembled, and he said anxiously:

"We only brought gold coins and some commonly used trading items, no iron ore and no coal."

Ye Feng shook his head boringly, handed the steel long sword to Ulding on the side, and said:

"Well, in that case, let's buy this sample for gold! Double, the rest at the normal price barter! ”

Abel's heart was full of anger, in the past, only Abel blackmailed others, how could anyone blackmail him, but Abel still nodded weakly.

Ye Feng nodded and smiled with satisfaction.