"For this reason I have brought some of the most recent silk fabrics of the land, some of the specialties and motifs of the realm, to show my admiration for you! If you will help us to defeat the savage and ferocious mountain people, then I will also give you a wealth of 3,000 gold coins as a reward for your zealous and heroic greatness. ”

Viscount Shelley squinted his eyes, and patted his belly with one hand like a pregnant woman seven or eight months pregnant, listening to the other party's promises and compliments, and laughing as if he was very talkative.

But in my heart I have already scolded this Baron Garcia a hundred times:

Full of pretentious nonsense and sycophants, sending spies to my territory to spy on the news, plotting misdeeds, and trying to profit from other people's territory.

On the one hand, he kept complimenting me, and on the other hand, he secretly sent people to take the mountain paths, intending to smuggle goods around my territory and sell them to the royal capital and the port of Kosti. Not only did I evade taxes and accumulate military funds, build all kinds of weapons and [magic cannons], but also privately stored a guard of more than 300 barons, you and the rest of us are idiots?

Help?

I heard that two or three years ago, you often secretly preached in private that we were all poor pigs of the old aristocracy.

Say what era must be eliminated of the poor worm and the enemy of the people's class.

Only by uniting under the banner of your great freedom, and overthrowing the moths on the corpses of us, the working people, will each be able to receive the great benefit of an equal share of the land, so that the commoners and slaves will not have to fear our old landed aristocracy, and some of the slaves will be incited to secretly destroy the means of production.

You simply want to learn from the big countries on the Eternal Continent, intending to fool the foolish people into engaging in "ideological" struggles, and want to rebel and overthrow everything.

How?

Now that there are no other nobles to help, you are such a good "progressive and open-minded person" who is lying in front of me like a gelding and pretending to be pitiful?

Hmph, think beautifully!

I wonder if my poor distant nephew has all in his head!

Maybe you were just fooled by the "ideology" of Geheros, the god of freedom and judgment, who likes to instigate rebellion everywhere, but you dare to betray your own class interests and your ass, I'll see how you die~

Expect the that we've got some troops to rescue you.

Dream!~

At that moment, a servant at the door informed that another scout had come to report the situation, and another guest, the local bishop of Prometheus, the god of tradition and patron duty, also happened to visit.

Viscount Shelley, who had a big belly, said loudly to Baron Garcia: "Oops~ Recently, there has been an increase in bandits around the territory, and the soldiers who maintain law and order in the territory are a little insufficient, and the newly trained militia is not even complete with weapons and armor, after all, no new open-pit iron ore has been found in my territory, or Baron Garcia, your luck is better, last year I found a medium-sized superficial iron ore with good iron content." “

"I'm afraid you'll have to rely on yourself for a while. When I clean up a few bandits in the mountains, I will have the strength to help you resist the Karui people~"

That's it.

Then he instructed the servant to tell the butler to invite the visiting baron to the dining-room first, and to call the scout at once.

The scout entered the Viscount's study, glanced at Baron Garcia with some surprise, and then, at Viscount Shelley's signal, whispered a few words in a very low voice beside him.

The viscount turned to stare at the parchment map that covered the walls behind him, and his eyes were marked on the map with some red flags representing the arrangement of his own troops, as well as a few black flags representing the bandits in the nearby mountains and old forests, and while observing and thinking intently, he deliberately left Garcia aside for a long time.

When Garcia couldn't help but step forward to ask if he could send troops earlier, Shelley waved his hand impatiently and said, "If you can provide 300 spears, 200 iron swords, and 500 sets of leather armor and marching boots with studded upper body." I can arm the militia to defend my territory, so that I can free up the other elite troops to help you, after all, the blood bond and family friendship between our two families are eternal. Hahahaha~"

Garcia's face turned blue directly.

300 spears, 200 iron swords, and 500 sets of leather armor and marching boots with nails on the upper body, even if you don't count the manufacturing time and labor costs of the requisitioned lords, it will take at least 2,000 kilograms or more just to consume the number of iron ingots he has stored.

You must know that in general, among the best quality iron ore, the total iron content is only 40-50%.

Only a few of the best quality can reach more than 60%.

These high-quality ores are usually buried hundreds of meters below the leylines.

Although there are many exposed open-pit deposits on the mainland, only 10% or even 5% of the poor iron ore is the most common.

He was also lucky, and deliberately made people pay attention to exploration, and found an iron ore with an average iron content of 15%~17%, and immediately took this opportunity to arm a large number of militiamen, and arranged soldiers to patrol the mountains and defend the mines, so that the greedy relatives around did not resort to any dirty means.

Or disguise yourself as robbers to kill the miners and steal the ore violently, or secretly dig through the robbery hole on the other side of the mountain.

This method is actually very common, the big nobles are shameless, and the small nobles often do not have enough force to resist this shameless theft of mines.

Just like a certain coal mining area in the country of David Lu in his previous life, those large number of crazy gangsters rushed to rob and steal mining tyrants and coal bosses were rampant.

Moreover.

Like the bureaucracy that was bought, complied with, and served as an umbrella for the country, the AIDS king would not care which of the following nobles was bullied by another nobleman.

On the contrary, the king is happy to have some dirty disputes between nobles in addition to territorial annexation, because a large number of consanguineous marriages, noble marriages, large and small aristocratic vassals and other joint behaviors, so that the strength of some big nobles is extremely inflated, and those people are likely to threaten the king's own position, so for a politically minded king, reasonable infighting is a means to consolidate power.

But.

For David Lu, paying so much for mining certainly made him want to vomit blood.

This is the output of steel ingots that he finally obtained through blast furnace ironmaking after more than 100 coolies and mined iron ore for half a year, and the cost of this blood-vomiting reinforcement will make his military accumulation return to before liberation.

But he had to talk about his noble head of freedom and agree to this harsh condition, because if even the legal territory and his hometown were blown up by the barbarians, he would not have to think about his future plans to develop riots.

The kingdom law stipulates that nobles who fail to defend against foreign enemies and escape from the territory are tantamount to dereliction of duty, and will be reclaimed by the king and given to others.

Thereupon.

He had to agree with difficulty, and tried his best to hold back an ugly smile and asked: "I will try my best to meet your request, so how long will it take ~~to send troops~"