Chapter 0233: Wooing
The transmission of information from the other world is slow, and word of mouth is often distorted, and there are many fallacies and subjective judgments. All the forces seem to be half-deaf and half-blind, and even if they get the news, it often happens a few days, ten days, or even a few months ago.
Compared with the real world with highly developed information, Zhou Qingfeng is facing a different world with extremely poor timeliness and even full of errors and omissions. He used the Light to construct a very small-scale social structure. For the larger region, he is like a blind man touching an elephant.
Adventurers who come to Harmony Village will provide information about the outside world. But most of them are of low social status, illiterate and illiterate, and their exposure to affairs is quite narrow. No one has ever been able to say anything about Northland in a macro sense.
Inisha fled from the south to the Black Forest, where she hid for ten years. Kelly was also wanted outside, and fled to Coldwind City in one go, and was recruited by Shirek to Harmony Village. They are already well-informed, but they are still unfamiliar with the Northland.
It is this sense of strangeness that makes people at a loss in the face of the vastness of the world, and when it comes to making a choice, it is like 'a blind man riding a blind horse, in the middle of the night to the abyss' β no wonder if he is not wrong.
Justin and Mondino can provide a little more information, providing Zhou Qingfeng with a vague summary of the Northland. But these two people are also marginal figures who are excluded by the mainstream society, and if it weren't for Harmony Village, they wouldn't even be able to find a place to stay.
Marbury. Although Long-legged is a gentleman, when he sits down with a cup of hot tea in his hand, he will search his intestines and dig out the goods when he is relaxed. He knew everything about Zhou Qingfeng's inquiries, and he said everything, as if he was a confidant in life.
What are the cities in Northland? Who is the monarch of the city? What is the strength of the monarch? What is the relationship between the monarchs? There are even trivial gossip anecdotes, grievances and hatreds in Chen Ma Rotten Valley.
The tea is hot and cool, and the cold is hot. After talking for a long time, Marbury suddenly became a little breathless, and asked tentatively: "Your Excellency Hugo, do you want to intervene in the upcoming 'royal war' in the Northlands?" β
Zhou Qingfeng was curious, "What is the 'War of Kings'?" β
"There are seventeen large cities in the Northland, with populations ranging from 10,000 to 30,000. Seventeen cities form an alliance to watch over each other against foreign enemies. The lord of each city has the right to become the 'King of the Northlands' and coordinate the affairs of the Alliance. β
This 'King of the Northlands' sounds more reliable than the 'King of the Black Forest'. They also rule more than a dozen cities with a population of hundreds of thousands. It's much more awesome than Uncle Zhou, who only has one village.
"The Northland is too weak, and if you don't hold together, everyone will die." The 'King of the Northlands' is a lifelong system, and after each death, seventeen city lords negotiate a re-election. It can be said to be a negotiation, but in fact it is a war. The seventeen families would divide into three or four factions and attack each other.
The current 'King of the Northlands' is Fils, the lord of Banshee Castle. We were defeated by him and had to surrender diplomatic and trade rights. That guy has been the king for more than ten years, and he has made a fortune by collecting taxes and doing business.
Old Fils is dying, and his son wants to inherit his throne. But the other sixteen families have long been fed up with the oppression of the Fils family, and they will definitely unite to suppress it. Originally, my father wanted to develop 'Silver Leaf City' to earn military expenses, but now he ......."
Marbury stopped suddenly, but Zhou Qingfeng already understood what the other party meant. The old long-legged man is only afraid that the disease is not light, but this time he spent a lot of money to explore the 'Silver Leaf City' but did not get any benefits, and the next days will be sad.
I think that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty chased the north and became inexhaustible, but he consumed the wealth accumulated by his grandfather for two generations. There is no agriculture in the Northland, and it depends on some local products for foreign trade. Cities are extremely fragile and a setback would be devastating.
Zhou Qingfeng had high-quality soul crystals to trade with succubi to maintain his internal economy, but he could only gather more than 2,000 people. If you don't have more, you won't be able to afford it. With a population of 20,000 in Cold Wind City, you can think about how sad it is to live with long legs now.
"What do you want?" Zhou Qingfeng asked rhetorically. The two sides finally entered the topic of formal negotiations.
As a gentleman, Marbury had no experience with this kind of topic at all. But reality forced him to use his brain, meditating on his father's usual words and deeds, hoping to get some inspiration, "We want to explore 'Silver Leaf City' again." β
"Of course, I don't stop outsiders from going to the elven ruins." Zhou Qingfeng smiled, "But I suggest that you can purchase the adventure services we provide." β
Uncle Zhou now controls the Black Forest and has considerable influence over the Maglu tribe, so it is impossible not to collect tolls, "I hope to have the right of first refusal to purchase the items obtained from the expedition at a reasonable price." β
Marbury immediately realized that this could be a big hole, but Zhou Qingfeng continued: "We can pay with gold coins, food, and weapons. These are indispensable commodities in war. Once the war starts, the price will rise, or even run out of stock. β
The development of 'Silver Leaf City' is to make money, and to make money is to prepare for the war. If Harmony Village can directly provide war materials, it is not that it is unacceptable to make a deal with it - Marbury feels that this matter can be agreed in principle.
"Your Excellency Hugo, would you like to join us in the battle of Coldwind City?" Marbury asked, "The battle for kingship usually lasts two months, but preparation for war often takes two years. We've been preparing for a long time. β
This question is too naΓ―ve, Zhou Qingfeng smiled, "I'm just a village here, and I just accept visitors from all over the world." But there weren't many troops to fight. For now, I'd rather be a businessman. β
Marbury didn't understand what Uncle Zhou meant, and thought that the other party was just staying in the Black Forest to avoid war and remain neutral. However, he felt that this trip was already full of harvest, and it was not in vain.
At the end of the talks, without even a formal agreement between the two sides, Marbury hurriedly left Harmony Village in a carriage and returned to Coldwind City.
As soon as this gentleman left, Uncle Zhou raised his hands and ran out of his office happily...... "Prepare for war, prepare for war, prepare for war, the workshop is all running, stock up on goods for me and prepare to make a fortune!" β
Inisha was in the next room, listening to the movement and walking out, she was stopped by Zhou Qingfeng and picked up. She exclaimed, "Victor, what are you crazy about? Put me down. β
"There is a war going on in the Northlands, and we are taking this opportunity to jump out of this small part of the Black Forest. I'm going to be an arms dealer and sell weapons to everyone who goes to war. When they were exhausted, I ran out to pick peaches. β
Zhou Qingfeng hugged his eldest sister for a few turns, and then ran to the forging field in the village. Halfway through, he shouted, "Is that damn wind forging machine going to work?" Whether or not I can break out of the Black Forest depends on it. β
In a hurry to forge the field, the gray dwarf artificial head who managed this place was walking out with his head slumped. Uncle Zhou's heart was cold, and he asked with a deep face, "What's going on?" Don't tell me, you've been tossing around for so long, and you haven't got that forging machine yet? β
The gray dwarf blacksmith raised his head slightly, yawned, and said, "The forging machine, it's very good, it can work for a day or two without making mistakes." Everybody was happy. β
Zhou Qingfeng was even more unhappy, "Then why are you depressed, what do you mean?" Something happened at home? Or do you drink too much ale? β
The gray dwarf sighed, "I've been thinking about some kind of philosophical question these daysβis a dwarf who doesn't need to strike iron, still a dwarf?" But no matter how much I strike iron, I can't compare to that forging machine. What to do? What is the purpose of my life? β
Sure enough, the ale was drunk too little, and the dwarves began to learn to use their brains.