The battle was far from over, but Bowen had already started a humble celebration party in the big tent of the coalition forces, plates of fragrant, golden-colored barbecue meat were served to the banquet, bottles of expensive wine were opened and poured wantonly, and people's faces showed ecstatic smiles, completely lost their previous tension, and completely relaxed in alcohol, food, and dancing girls. The www.biquge.info of this war can be regarded as completely over, and more than 4,000 soldiers and 2,000 cavalry of the allied army rushed into the Veneer, and the overall situation has been decided.

All that's left is to keep cleaning up the remnants of Sean in the city, and these remnants can't make any waves, and it's only a matter of time before Venier is completely recovered. Everyone's face was flushed, this suppressive war consumed about 30,000 gold in their resources, but it brought them several times or even ten times the reward. A city, hundreds of thousands of people, even if you sell these people as slaves, you can return to your capital, not to mention that as long as you own the city, you can have a steady stream of taxes and other wealth?

Businessmen always say that they are the ones who create wealth, but in fact, it is the common people who create wealth, and they are the ones who can really create wealth, not those businessmen. With hundreds of thousands of people, the annual tax revenue of the city is about 20,000 gold coins, and the commercial and other income is about 40,000. Bowen promised to give three years of Winier's tax revenue to the Coalition and a small share of the trade, to the satisfaction of all involved.

Everyone is also very clear that Bowen accounts for more than 50% of the credit for the capture of the city of Veneer, not to mention that he is also an advocate and organizer, so there is no complaint about the current distribution of benefits. Bowen was also satisfied, three years was not a very long time, and after three years the city would completely belong to the Leos family, to him Bowen. He would be the best patriarch in the history of the family, not one of them.

Under his leadership, Leos has occupied two and a half cities, and with the expansion of power, it is difficult to say whether he will occupy more territory and absorb more wealth in the future. Power is like a snowball thrown from the top of a mountain, as long as it is not facing a cliff, then in the process of rolling down, it will continue to expand and expand until it forms an unstoppable huge force. At that time, he can also go to the imperial capital, see the prosperity of the imperial capital, become a member of the imperial parliament, and become a large nobleman.

Perhaps he can also form a group of nobles, such as the Empire's Southeast Noble Group, and he will be able to shake the policies of the Empire and spray foam stars in Pars's face.

With his arms around Eller, Bowen felt that there was no chance to keep this woman by his side. When you are weak, even if you do the right thing, others can still laugh at your stupidity without any scruples. But when you're powerful, even if everyone knows you've done something stupid, they'll at least praise you on the surface. Ambition has found the right soil and is sprouting unscrupulously, and he thought in a trance, if he unified the province of Bell, who would dare to say that he was wrong to keep a skilled woman?

Who would dare?

Who would dare not give him the face of the King of Bell? At that time, maybe he could give Eyler the title of baron.

The thought of being able to rub and play with a baroness made Pol excited, his face red and panting, and he hugged Eller fiercely, trying to integrate her into his body. This has nothing to do with love, it is the purest carnal desire.

After three rounds of drinking, the ground suddenly shook slightly, Bowen was startled, and then raised his glass and smiled: "This is our knight who came back to bring us the good news of victory, respect knight!"

People raised their glasses, shouted "Knights", and drank the wine in their cups in one gulp.

Two warriors with long swords and armor rushed in, walked to Bowen's side in a panic, lowered their heads and wanted to say something, but Bowen pushed them away and shouted to the people in the big tent: "Don't be sneaky, victory is not a shameless thing, say it out loud, my warrior, say what you want to say to me, tell everyone, have we won?"

The two warriors glanced at each other, and one of them gritted his teeth and wanted to get up, but was stopped by Bowen's cold eyes, so he had to sigh lightly and said loudly: "My lord, please come with us at once, there are more than three thousand cavalry from the north, and judging from their banners, they are not the army of any nobleman we are familiar with." And the direction they were facing was our battalion, which I suspect was reinforcements from Sean the Silver Fox. He stomped his foot, "If you don't leave, it'll be too late!"

In an instant, the noisy and boiling tent could be heard in an instant, leaving only a series of gasping sizzles. Bowen was stunned for a moment, shocked, pushed Eller in his arms, walked to the soldier, grabbed his collar and lifted him upward, almost face to face, he roared fiercely: "You mean, we lost?"

"We didn't lose, but we didn't expect that the other side would have reinforcements or back-ups, and now it's too late to leave. The soldier mustered up his courage and moved out of the way, "My lord, please leave with me immediately!"

Bowen stumbled in his chair, he never imagined that one moment he was still fantasizing that his life was about to reach the peak, and the next moment he would be knocked out of the dust. He rubbed his head and stood up suddenly, "Yes, hurry up." I want to be calm and calm. After speaking, he pulled Eller and quickly walked out of the big tent with the two soldiers, and the big tent instantly boiled, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs, and everyone's face was flushed before it had time to fade, and it was replaced with a frightened expression.

Three thousand knights are enough to step back and forth several times on a large camp guarded by only a few hundred people. Sean had already killed an Angelo, and his fate was already doomed, and he would never hesitate to kill a few more nobles. In an instant, there were only a few panicked dancing girls left in the big tent, and a mess in one place.

Bowen, who had left the big tent, rode his noble horse under the cover of the family warriors, and looked at the knight cluster that was getting closer and closer in the distance, and immediately raised his whip and quickly ran towards Xiliu City. The nobles and aristocratic representatives who were still drunk and dreaming before also rode their war horses in panic and followed behind Bowen.

The three thousand knights didn't seem to want to hunt down the nobles, and after breaking up the camp, they turned their horses around and rushed towards Venier.

The movement outside the city was soon known by the coalition forces in the city, and the isolated coalition forces suddenly lost their morale, and the attack and defense changed instantly.

When three thousand horsemen stormed into Venier, the situation was decided.

Under the guidance of civilians, all the coalition forces were identified, and some of those who took advantage of the war were beheaded off, while the rest were disarmed and chained together.

In the Lord's Mansion, Sean received the chief of the knights who had come to his aid this time.

"I have heard your name for a long time, your legend has always echoed in my ears, and when I was young, I once regarded you as my idol and my goal in life. Sean, who has changed into a new outfit, still has a tyrannical murderous aura on his body, even if he is extremely humble, he still gives people a sense of sharpness. He smiled and rubbed his slightly stiff face, full of apologies, "I beg your pardon, I haven't adjusted my mentality yet." ”

"Lord Sarcomo!"

At this time, Sarcomo did not match the name of the legendary merchant at all, he was dressed in chain mail, a knight's dress, and his gray hair was tied in a ponytail and tied back at the back of his head. The plump face could not see the withered appearance of an old man of his age, but a red face. His eyebrows were slightly raised, giving people the illusion of being very aggressive, and his aura was also very powerful and aggressive at this time. He smiled slightly, reached out and shook Shaun's hand, "I'm glad to meet you, Lord Sean. Like you, I heard rumors about you early on, and it was rumored that you were a very clever leader, and that your mercenary group was second to none in the entire Bell heart. ”

Speaking of the mercenary group, Sean is very happy, that is his roots, and what he is most proud of. The son of a skilled woman has become a regimental leader in command of hundreds of people step by step, and the hardships are by no means imaginable to outsiders. He nodded, took Sarcomo's hand, and led him into the main hall of the Lord's Palace, "Come, meet my friends, I am sure you and they will become good friends." In particular, my chief of staff, who is also a businessman. ”

Sarcomo said with a smile, "I know Philip, although I have not been in contact, but I know him, as long as there is a person in the entire province who is engaged in the arms business, no one does not know him." ”

Sarcomo was right, the weapons business of the De Cochman Chamber of Commerce was even more terrifying than the layman imagined, and it can be said that he had a monopoly on the largest transactions. If it weren't for the empire's blacksmiths and private workshops that could craft weapons, perhaps De Coschmann would have monopolized the entire weapons industry. However, as far as the current development trend is concerned, the birth and establishment of the Strategic Materials Committee will inevitably affect a large number of small workshops and blacksmiths, forcing them to unite and standardize their production and sales, which has played a role in promoting the merger of Decoschmann.

In the future weapons industry, Decoschmann's market share is very likely to make great strides forward and completely dominate the industry.

After meeting with Sean's men, everyone sat down separately, and Sean couldn't help but be curious, "It's presumptuous, if this question makes you feel uncomfortable, you can not answer." Sarcomo nodded, and Sean continued to ask: "I don't know what made you choose to take such a path?"

Sarcomo was silent for a moment, all eyes were focused on the legendary businessman's face, and after a moment he smiled faintly, "I think it's time for us businessmen to take on more responsibilities." I forgot to tell you, and all of you, that we, the Bell Chamber of Commerce, formed the first party of the Orlando Empire, the United Party of Commerce and Industry. Our goal is to unite the industrial and commercial sectors within the empire, to fight for more benefits and welfare, to make our voices heard, and to be recognized and considered by the rulers. (To be continued.) )