When Valencia lowered her head, the female captain shook a flaming head and glanced at the guy with some dissatisfaction. I thought that you grovel and don't piggyback on us, but she wanted to say something but couldn't find the accusation, although she didn't like to hear the words of the silver-haired middle-aged man, she had to admit that it seemed to be the case.

In fact, since they took that step that night, they knew the results of today. But Brando was right, if they offended one lord, how could they dare to offend another lord, and the only thing to blame was that they were too impulsive when they were suppressed by Grudin's suppression that afternoon, and left a truth for each other.

She couldn't help but snort softly, but she couldn't help but glance at the other party. When they heard about the young lord's new tax policy earlier, they all looked at each other a little - the Vajnd nobles didn't need to be so bridgy, and they also understood that it didn't really make much sense. For if Brando could contend with Count Jean Denel, then even if he did nothing, the people would not dare to rebel against such a powerful lord, and if he did the opposite, it would be in vain.

But if they extract more taxes, they can at least get more money in a short period of time - with money, the lord can raise more private soldiers.

"Doesn't he understand that?" She couldn't help but think. However, Brando, of course, did not understand, in fact, the young man was quite familiar with the operation of the territory in the Amber Sword. The triangular relationship between capital and resources and construction is composed of three major structures, with funds coming from trade and taxes, as well as income from mines; Resources and population are at the heart of a region's development, with Toniguel being rich in timber and silver, nine lumberyards and a silver mine in the fir barony alone, two quarries and a large number of estates and workshops in the territory – but in fact this is a very poor place in most of Eruin except for silver. If it weren't for the silver mines of Shavrund, the baron might have looked like a beggar in the eyes of most nobles.

But that's what Grudining looked down on Brando, even if he was so low-minded, that the whole of Tonigel's production was almost half a century before the productivity level of Eruin. There were no more than twenty blacksmiths in a huge fir city, and this was still counting the number of apprentices - not to mention the fact that according to the documents left by the previous lords, the production limit of Fir Castle in a month would not exceed ten sets of chain mail or leather armor. And you must know that Eruin's magic and technology are nothing compared to those empires that really stand at the top, but Tonigel is not in the middle of this kingdom, and you can fully imagine what a barren land this territory on the southern border of the Gendenel region is.

As Sir Sempal of the Lantonyl Geographical University Council had mentioned, the only thing worthy of praise in the southern part of the kingdom was silver. But it was not possible for all of this silver to fall into the hands of Grudin, and in addition to the Count of Denel, the royal family and the temple had to divide a portion equally, and in the end it was only a small part that fell into the hands of our poor baron.

However, Brando knew that if he was quick enough, he would have about two to three months to completely control the output of the Schavrund silver mine. He couldn't imagine how much money it was, even if he had never become a lord in the game, let alone the operation of the mines, which had long been monopolized by the large guilds, and in front of those real, professional behemoths, even RMB warriors and face fighters would tremble.

Brando guessed that one or two million Thor should still be fine.

With this money, the tax revenue of the fir barony does not exceed 270,000 tors a year, of course, in his eyes at all. He asked Antitina to reformulate the tax policy, in principle, to exempt the tax from buying people's hearts, but the real consideration was much more than that—although he was already on the opposite side of most nobles, he had more reason to win the support of ordinary subjects—but Brando was more optimistic about the long-term interests than this. He needed not only the hearts of the people, but also the population, and a lighter tax was conducive to the rapid increase of the population, and he also needed more subjects to open up a wild and ignorant land.

This is a long-term benefit, not to mention Yuta and others, even Grudin, who may not have the patience to achieve this qiē. Anyway, for him, silver is enough.

Brando lowered his head, looked at Clensia, who bowed respectfully in front of him, and replied simply, "Let's go and inspect the territory." Each of you brings his men. ”

Kindness?

Flo couldn't help but blink a little suspiciously when she heard this sentence in the back, of course she knew that Brando might face a battle that had to be won next. But even at this time, listening to the other party's tone, it seemed that he wanted to take the mercenaries to take back the lumberyard - there was a whole tribe of cavemen, and as the lowest inhabitants of the underground world of Qiaogendigang, the average level of warriors among the cavemen was at least above black iron. Even if Brando is confident of winning, how can he avoid casualties?

Are those lumberyards that heavy?

"Patrol the territory?" Not only Flo, but Clenthia was also stunned.

"The assets of Fort Fir are four lumber yards and two quarries," Brando replied, "and today our task is to make them our assets." ”

Yuta was stunned for a moment, "My lord", she immediately raised her head, "We all know about those lumberyards, but they are already occupied by cavemen, you won't let us take them back." ”

Brando didn't answer, just looked at the few of them.

And Yuta and Clensia's faces looked a little ugly, they had been here for a while, and of course they knew that those cavemen in the forest, the other party especially liked to fight at night, and their individual strength was strong, and they didn't know how many brothers would be killed or injured in a real fight. You must know that they have already paid a considerable price in the battle that has just ended, and maybe there will be another bitter battle soon.

But at this juncture, Brando was going to have them participate in a fight that didn't seem so necessary, which was a little unacceptable to them.

"Your Excellency......" Clenshia finally looked up, "caveman...... Those guys came down from the ground, and their single combat power was almost as good as the best among us, and if they really fought, I was afraid that they would suffer......" he licked his lips, "Of course it's not a problem, but ...... I heard that Lord Mintai's army is also massing......"

He lowered his voice as he spoke, thinking that Brando would understand his words.

Antitina shook her head, "Lord Mintai, Grudin's retainer, why did he attack us?" ”

The three of them were stunned for a moment, wondering if this noble lady was stupid or stupid. "Isn't this obvious, Miss Antitina," Jutta replied, "that fellow is Grudin's retainer, and we killed Grudin," she thought for a moment, and added, "besides, he has Count Jean Denel behind him." Even if he doesn't want to move, the old guy must be putting pressure on him—"

Antitina nodded. "Well said, so our real enemy is actually Count Jean Denel, and Lord Mintai is just a stone to find a way." She replied with a blank face, "But do you think that with us now, we are the opponents of the Earl?" ”

The three of them looked at each other, in fact, this was what they were most worried about, and the nobleman's daughter deliberately ignored the news about the druid and the princess, which made them even more confused. The three mercenary leaders couldn't help but look at Brando in unison, and if Brando handed them over as sheep, it didn't seem entirely impossible.

Brando glanced at Antitina and thought to herself that the staff member seemed to be finally starting to keep up with her thoughts, and that she had grown incredibly rapidly since Chablis's first battle. He looked up, and the nobleman's daughter coincided with his thoughts—if it had to be expanded within a month to the point that even Count Denel would not dare to break the net with him, Cheng Dù, with such a Toniger who looked like a barren land at the moment. It may seem like an impossible task, but it's not.

He knew that he had Valha, Druid, and more variables behind him, not to mention that Antitina had the power of the Wizard in his hands.

But the prerequisite for this qiē to take effect is not only time, but also resources. In any case, the operation within the territory was something he had to do at the moment, especially the four lumberyards and two quarries around the fir fort, and he had to do everything he could to get them back into production. Supplies are needed to rebuild the walls and train the militia's camps, the Wizard's Workshop, and all sorts of workshops, and once Roman's plan is implemented, Brando will have to put it all up and running before his own Chamber of Commerce can be established.

Therefore, he must also end the war with Lord Mintai before the autumn harvest. Once this territory is on the right track, then there is so much he can do.

Pressed for time.

"Miss Antitina is my staff, and her words speak for mine," Brando replied, which softened Antitina's expression, "My family can keep me safe in this struggle, but you are different. I am not a man who is accustomed to giving up on my men, but there are limits to everything, and if I myself lose this struggle, then you can imagine the results. "So we are in the same boat, but there are not only wind and waves in front of this boat, but also opportunities and treasures." ”

"At least I consider myself a gentle lord more than Grudin," he replied, "and I will not let you down, as long as you do not disappoint me." ”

Seeing that Clenthia was still in a daze, he added.

"As for the cavemen," Brando paused, "you know, the Wizards of the Black Tower of Karasu had a decade-long war with the inhabitants of the Underground when they fought for the resources of the underground. ”

Fern raised his head slightly stunned, "Lord Lord, do you have a way?" ”

"I've always had a way." Brando replied lightly, and then added in his mind - it just had nothing to do with the Wizard of the Black Tower.