Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Spanish Mercenaries
Although he was not used to it, Xu Ping'an still lived in this wooden house that was 'stuffed with strangers'. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Soon, all the younger ones were left behind by him, such as the little girls, and the big-shouldered and round-waisted guards were all driven away. In Xu Ping'an's eyes, these bearded men looked like chainsaw murderers, and the ghost asked them to be bodyguards. No guard is as reliable as a kobold, and no matter how strong the kung fu is, there is no need for the human bodyguards to stay.
But half-grown children are very malleable, and under the education of kobolds, they can become good 'clerks'. These children, who were sold by their families at a low price, are so pitiful that if I don't keep them, God knows what my fate will be in the future.
The 'business representative' began to whisper: "I see! This high-level demon likes young girls to raise ...... Buy him more for our plans!"
So, in the following time, there were more and more little girls and kobolds in this wooden villa, and there were a few 'cute boys' in it.
There are not many kobolds stationed in the army, but in order to learn to manage the sub-base, there are still a lot of 'executives' sent, in addition to the small team of Taidamir, there are also Xiao Bailang, who is good at construction, Ruth and others who like to soak in the 'black market', are all helping Xu Ping'an.
With the help of these elites in the dog world, the construction of the 'castle tower' has not stopped, and it has gradually become a town dedicated to trade, catering, and entertainment. With the guidance of a traveler like Xu Ping'an, the comfort level of the hotel and the post station has skyrocketed, and some subsidies have been provided in order to attract caravans. There were many other changes, even gardens and sculptures began to appear.
Although the caravans had to travel through the mountains to reach them, the comfortable rest environment also greatly eased the fatigue of the travelers, and the business had already surpassed the peak of the pre-war period.
While the sub-base was steadily being constructed, a series of far-reaching incidents also occurred.
Tempted by money, European mercenaries began to flock to the Oasis of Tehenaut.
This has something to do with the push of 'business representatives'.
The grasslands north of the castle tower were still not developed by the kobolds, and commercial buildings were built in the hills behind the castle tower. Obviously there is an oasis not far away, but it is really helpless to spend a lot of time building a 'mountain city'.
The rulers of Marrakech did not dare to set foot in the mountains because they had lost a large number of musketeers, but on the other hand, they still refused to give up their 'sovereignty' over this oasis, and from time to time they would send some half-army and half-bandit cavalry to wreak havoc on the oasis.
The desert cavalry, riding on Bobu horses and armed with scimitars, had become a spectacle of the plains, and merchants who came to trade had to make a detour through the mountains.
Fortunately, these 'officials and bandits' have a limited range of activities, and they dare not spend the night within 10 kilometers of the 'castle tower', which has a limited impact on the kobolds' business.
After Xu Ping'an entered the 'castle tower', after a few days of consideration, only a number of more guard towers were built at the junction of the mountains and plains, and the others maintained the status quo.
His thinking is simple: the kobold are not short of money and land at present, but lack time and manpower. And now it is in the stage of contraction and accumulation, as long as the ore trade is kept, it is a victory.
But there is one thing he doesn't understand, those Portuguese 'business representatives' are also very energetic, especially after they have money in their pockets: they have long had enough patience with these guys of the Saad Dynasty - cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents! We can finally sit in the house and make money every day like those damned aristocratic lords, and someone dares to cause trouble!
They must be fucked out, and if possible, go to war with Marrakech!
The Europeans risked a 50 percent chance of a shipwreck to maintain the silk and porcelain trade with the Ming Dynasty, for what?
In just two or three months, the trade representatives of the castle tower saved up a large amount of silver, and there was no risk of capsizing.
So, as soon as Xu Ping'an took office, a steady stream of various gifts and girls were stuffed into his villa, which made someone very embarrassed: Xu Ping'an was not Lolita, but he was worried about the fate of these children when he returned it......
In the end, the captain of the guard, Lieutenant Perez, successfully obtained Xu Ping'an's approval, changed his appearance, passed through the pirate port of Essaouira, hired a clipper to set sail for Europe.
Perez's mission this time is very heavy: go back to Europe and get some mercenaries.
This quest is a bit of a joke: he learned all about the mercenary circle in the tavern, where did he come into contact with it?, but how do you know if you can succeed without trying......
Xu Ping'an is not worried that he will never return: several other business representatives have jointly vouched for Perez, and this Perez has even taken his wife and wife to the Tehenauth Oasis, which shows that everyone has also made up their minds.
In this era of no identity card, in Portugal's official records, Perez is already a dead man, and Portugal is a small country, so Pérez cannot return home.
It wasn't long before he appeared in the enemy kingdom of Spain: you don't need a passport these days, you don't hesitate to ask for directions, as long as you don't get mistaken of the locals for suspicious elements, and it's no problem for people from the belligerent countries to run around.
At this time, Spain suffered consecutive defeats in France and the Netherlands, the prestige of the 'first power in Europe' was disgraced, the treasury was empty, and the slums of the capital Madrid were also in a tragic state of national bankruptcy.
Perez can't help it: the Portuguese have all gone on great voyages, and he is not familiar with other countries, only the Spanish next door is familiar.
The first person he thought of for the first time in this kind of business was a legendary figure in the tavern: Captain Diego Alat Liszt of Spain.
This guy is simply a panacea on the battlefield, a representative of the Spanish mercenary circle, and it is said that even the king hired him. And he is a guy who does things purely for money: a killer, a mercenary, an instructor, a bodyguard, he does everything, and he is very famous. But in other words, it's also very downcast.
However, what Perez valued most was his credibility and appeal: it is said that this man had more than once abandoned the solicitation of the great nobles in order to recover the remuneration of his comrades. It's a pity that the Spaniards' efforts to repay their debts are thunderous throughout Europe, and the king dares to go bankrupt, so this guy and his friends fought from Holland to Italy, and the more they fought, the poorer they became.
There is no doubt that this is the kind of person who is cheap and can fight.
Such a celebrity, it was easy to find him. In a destitute house, Perez saw this fierce, hungry bearded man who could not stand still, and just introduced the daily meal, and the other party nodded.
Perez breathed a sigh of relief: as a man who loved both money and patriotism, he felt that it would be perfect to recruit a large Spanish phalanx of several thousand people to go to North Africa with grain, on the one hand, to let the Portuguese army breathe a sigh of relief, and on the other hand, to save money for the 'devil boss'.
Transports could rely on Essaouira pirates, money and supplies could pass through Dutch bankers all over Spain, and the rest was a question of how appealing the Captain of Alatat Liszt would be.