"Stop, show your proof."

Before the sentry, the light infantry, who acted as guards, stopped Byron's convoy and demanded to inspect the certificates and goods.

However, because a large number of carriages passed by every day to transport supplies, after Byron showed the certificate of the Baron of the Sith, they probably glanced at the carriage behind them and let them pass.

In this day and age, border crossings are still very lax, because there are no hidden weapons of high destruction on the modern earth, so as long as there are no contraband.

As a team transporting supplies for the army, the guards did not even confirm the specific goods.

Byron passed through the sentry posts and through the makeshift warehouses where large quantities of supplies were stored, where tents were piled with sacks full of grain, baskets of preserved fruit, and wine and vegetables and cured meats for the nobles.

Further on, there is the stable in the barracks, and the robes-clad sturdy horses happily eat alfalfa grass mixed with beans under the service of grooms and attendants. And the horses of those knights also have their hooves, and these horses, like their masters, are eager to fight.

There were thousands of Swadia horses here, and in other places in the camp there were hundreds.

If on the plains, these heavy cavalry forces would charge enough to tear through five times the enemy infantry units.

However, under this fortress, the cavalry did not play a role, at least not on the horse.

Still, the nobles were reluctant to waste their precious cavalry on the walls unless necessary.

The actual camp of 20,000 people is still very large, and because the tents are the same everywhere, it is not uncommon to get lost.

After asking for directions for a long time, Byron found the camp of the Baron Wilhelmhan.

While Byron was being brought in by the guards, the baron was dining, and on the table was a freshly roasted duck and red wine in a water bag.

"Hello, merchant, what are you looking for me? If it's a stipulation, it's enough to hand it over to the military commissariat officer. ”

Baron William Han ripped off a duck leg and asked as he ate.

"Lord Sith introduced us here."

Byron bowed respectfully, took a few steps forward, and handed the note with his intentions written on it.

After reading it carefully, the corners of his mouth curled, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and then washed his hands in the basin next to him.

"I get it, I get it. The three-horse wagon of Suno olive oil can be sold at a good price "opposite". ”

"Businessmen are like that, they are mercenary. What's in it for me, though? ”

William Han leaned back in his chair and asked lazily.

"I think you have an offer that will benefit both of us, and I will gladly accept it. Unfortunately, I have already put most of my possessions on these truckloads of oil, and I am afraid that I have no extra wealth to contribute to the outstanding warriors of Svadia. ”

"That's a shame. Fortunately, there is no need for so much oil in the army, and there is no need to seize these goods. ”

William Han muttered menacingly, so loud that it was hard not to hear it.

Although the other party was arrogant, Byron did not dare to show a trace of anger. No way, the situation is stronger than people. Byron's previous meaning was that the other party could make conditions at will.

"Tell me, what the hell are you doing first?"

Under the pressure of the other party, Byron had no choice but to confess his plan to run the business.

"It's up to you for such a big plan?"

After listening to Byron's plan,

"I can let you go, on the condition that if your plan really succeeds, then you must hand over to me the shipment you have brought back at a discounted price. Believe me, even velvet is not easy to sell in the kingdom. It's good for all of us. ”

William craned his legs and smiled at Byron.

This advice sounds fair and even good for Byron. Because although the price of goods such as velvet in Rhodoc has risen in the kingdom, it is very tight, and if someone buys it, it will naturally be a good thing.

But if you think about it, what did this baron do? He didn't do anything, he just asked his soldiers to open a way for Byron, it was as simple as that.

It didn't matter to him to put Byron in the past, he just talked about it, and Byron had to give him a share of the profits.

What's even more helpless is that even if the other party just says this, Byron has to do it.

Byron thought about it, if he hooked up with this baron, he would have the opportunity to get in touch with other nobles, who had great power and very strong purchasing power, and were the best buyers on the mainland. And if you encounter trouble in the future, there will be one more way.

What's more, his current strength is very weak, and a serious baron of a kingdom has many ways to deal with him.

"You are such a generous adult, if we can come back, we will definitely sell you the goods we brought back at a good price."

Byron pretended to be very pleased and saluted, and after waving his hand, he left the tent with great interest.

When he got outside, Byron whispered to Fattis:

"He doesn't know you, does he?"

"No, sir, frankly Baron Wilhelmhan has seen most of the adult nobles of the kingdom, and I have seen him when he met my father."

Regarding Byron's doubts, Fatis seemed to be a little uneasy on his face, but he still told Byron the truth.

"But I don't think he cares about you at all."

"Yes, sir, Baron Williamham is as cunning as a fox and greedy as a wolf, and if I had done him no good, he would not have known me. However, it is precisely because of this that as long as there are enough dinars, commoners can also befriend this nobleman. ”

"It is human nature to put interests first, and there is nothing wrong with it. But it's a shame that he doesn't want to be a businessman. ”

After making a sarcastic tease of the Baron Williamham, Byron returned to his motorvoy.

Because the baron had already given the order, the sentries on both sides of the road seemed to ignore Byron's presence, and Byron also took the time to pass through the area controlled by the Swadian army before the other noble lords found out.

"Hope everything goes well."

Byron looked at his already slimmed pocket and sighed, and Byron's militia were also looking at each other at this time.

Earlier, Byron had told them that they were there to sell supplies to the nobles at the front for a profit. Although the soldiers were a little puzzled, they still chose to believe Byron, who they regarded as "professionals." ”

But now they are going abroad in a daze, and they are still going to enemy countries, which is difficult to accept.

In response, Byron told them the truth on the way and promised a bonus.

And the three caravan guards who were asked to keep it secret finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Byron knew that their journey would not be as easy as he had told his militiamen.