Chapter III: Resolving Difficulties

Aldrich, who had come to the back of the four-wheeled carriage, grabbed the knee-high longitudinal axle of the chassis with both hands, lifted it to his waist with another force, and then pushed the carriage and the horse forward with a steady pace, and sent the originally immobile carriage safely off the bridge deck to the shore in full view of everyone.

"Whew!" the young knight exhaled a cloudy breath, his lead-filled hands were so heavy that he could barely lift them, and his slender and not thick legs were even more convulsive and sore, and it was evident that he had been too reckless in carrying the wagon alone.

The onlookers, who had been holding their breath for a long time, finally broke out into warm applause and continuous cheers again, who said that human potential is extremely limited, and the scene they saw just now completely threw many worldly prejudices into the garbage heap. Many hot-blooded and impulsive young men raised their hands to look at them carefully, secretly comparing them with Aldrich, and found that there was not much difference. But if they were to repeat what the young knight had just done, none of them had that confidence, so they looked up to Aldrich as their role model.

Instead of normalizing traffic, dozens of horse-drawn carriages piled up on both sides of the river, not neatly lined up, but densely packed together like constipated patients suffering from hemorrhoids. Many of them came from a large number of backgrounds, including official stagecoaches, carriages of the Chamber of Commerce, and private carriages of the aristocracy, and bits and pieces of elites engaged in all walks of life, vying for the order of passage of the stone bridge for their own legitimate reasons.

After the enthusiastic cheers, the waves of scolding and scolding once again flooded people's hearts with meanness and selfishness, Aldrich couldn't help but shake his head slightly, there was a bitter taste in his mouth, and he felt that what he had just done had fallen into vain, and it had not completely solved the problem that plagued everyone.

And borrow the wisdom you got from your dreams! It was a very long dream. The knight, resting on the black horse Hayek, stood up, and many of those who were staring at him closed their mouths and restrained their tempers, intending to wait and see what the young man with the power of wrestling with the dragon could do.

Aldrich came to the bridge again, measured the width of the deck with his feet, and made deep marks on the central axis with his saber that he carried with him, and his strength was so great that the stone chips that bounced along the way made a "hissing" sound of scratching at the heart.

This scene really impressed the onlookers, including the mercenaries hired by the Chamber of Commerce, who were superior in their own strength, and they estimated whether they could compete with this knight, and the answer was no.

"Everyone!" stood up and looked around, Aldrich's voice seemed to be thunder in the ears of everyone present, this was obviously another knightly skill, but few people knew about it, so the onlookers who did not know the truth secretly added the title of "Lion Roarer" to this knight who "wrestled with the dragon".

"As is customary for people to pass on the left, horse-drawn carriages entering Eastwood cross the river on the left side of the stone bridge, and on the right for those leaving the city. In order to save time, please arrange a neat line of gentlemen on both sides and restore order as soon as possible, and if you don't want to waste time here and delay the trip, follow the method that is most beneficial to everyone. ”

At this time, no one dared to openly confront the well-anticipated knight, especially the solution he gave was not the best, but it was not the worst, so some people were destined to sacrifice their own interests and withdraw from their current position.

Aldrich's gaze wandered over the longitudinal axis of the carriage, all of which were altered slightly: "One more point, in order to ensure that there is no collision between the two carriages and the traffic jam again, all drivers are asked to take care not to cross this central axis of the bridge deck." ”

"Oh, I see. The onlookers on both sides of the river, who were puzzled by Aldridge's sword and the line, now realized the young knight's kindness and wisdom.

Aldrich put his sword into the sheath and walked down the stone bridge, turned over and straddled the body of the black horse Hayek, holding the reins in both hands, and watched with blazing eyes as the banks of the small river, which had been congested, completely resumed normal transportation.

With this conscientious overseer watching, no one dared to steal and play tricks, and the passage was restored as quickly as possible, which saved everyone time and did not delay their journey.

The bustle of traffic on the stone bridge lasted for about a quarter of an hour before the curtain came to an end, Aldrich nodded lightly in satisfaction, the carriage damaged by the accident was replaced with a spare axle, the leader of the mercenaries accompanied the caravan master to thank him, the young knight smiled in return, his legs lightly clamped the horse's belly, and Hayek, who had been waiting for a long time, snorted and crossed the bridge one last time, following behind a stagecoach.

"This young man is good, the lion roarer who wrestles with the dragon, although he has some moisture, but he is also a rare joke. But what surprised me was that he was very experienced in his wrists, and he couldn't tell that he was a novice at all. ”

Fortunately, his armband family crest, the eagle shield with two swords intertwined, should be from a family of military knights in the pioneer period, and he can be regarded as a member of the aristocratic sequence. I want to draw him into our camp, what do you think?"

The two middle-aged men on the stagecoach deliberately lowered their voices to talk because they were worried that Aldrich was not far away. A large number of bankrupt and declining manor owners are being suppressed by the emerging merchant group, consciously or unconsciously, and the lords who have strong military power, especially the traditional landed aristocracy, are actively absorbing new blood, and they need excellent members of the military knight family like Aldrich.

"Wooing him into our camp?" Dear Sir DeWitt, I fear that this young man has been trained to be a knight of virtue by a stereotypical education, which, though it is a shining blade, is too fine to be polished by the greed of the ugly heart and the cruelty of reality. Times are different, and businessmen are becoming more and more cunning and cunning, and they can only succeed without shame and calculation. I'm worried he won't fit in, or even live in Eastwood. ”

"Honorable Lord Brian, you should know that what happened just now fell into the eyes of many people, and if we don't reach out, he is likely to be pulled away by the long-term leader of the Chamber of Commerce. It is better to have a sharp blade in our hands than to be held by a potential adversary. As for the polishing you mentioned, I've already figured out where to go for him. The overcrowded debtor's prison is planning to transfer some of its lesser debtors to a newly established detention center, and I personally like him to take up his position there. Well, maybe it's better to start as an ordinary jailer. ”

Baron Brian, the chief night patrol of the City Guard, pondered for a long time before nodding lightly: "That's it." I hope that those who owe money will make this young man understand who is our opponent. ”

Sir DeWitt smiled and nodded, his eyes downcast, not knowing what he was thinking, and the carriage was calm again. The routine morning village tour was originally boring, and it was unexpected that there would be such a harvest on the way back, although it was unexpected, but it was also expected. As merchants expand their territory, there will be more and more indebted and bankrupt knights.

'Will there be any place for our aristocracy to gain control of the cities by the rapid accumulation of great wealth by thriving industry and commerce, and to take the country estates into our hands?' Sir DeWitt considered more long-term, and seemed to foresee that in the near future the conflict of interests would tear apart the tender harmony of the interdependence of the monarchy, the nobility and the merchants, and would become not only ruthless, hostile to one another, but also full of bloody slaughter.

The young knight, who walked alone, did not know that he was being targeted, perhaps he already knew that he was deliberately showing his presence. The "show" on the stone bridge was so successful that it quickly gained a reputation that would spread throughout Eastwood City and even far away with the mouths of those who were there.

Aldrich Triss, the "roarer of dragons", rode the dark horse Hayek into the bustling crowd and entered the destination of the trip, Eastwood, a new city that has risen as a deep-water harbor.