"Sword, woman, sell me. Thieves, borders, smuggling. ”

The warlord didn't dwell on this simple question, and the origin of the sword had no effect on his clan.

Ralph explained, "It looks like a thief sold it to him, which is actually very common in Long River, my lord." If the thieves get their hands on a weapon, they will find a way to sell it to the Catotes. Because they could not be traced and could be sold for the best price—the Cato would not smelt. Although he is a senior enemy, Duke Alma has done it no less......"

Leon smiled strangely, as if he was joking: "Did Count Auden do it too......

Ralph looked left and right, saw that everyone else was busy cleaning up the battlefield, and whispered, "Scrapped equipment that has been eliminated occasionally ...... Anyway, everybody will sell it, and the brothers will have to make some money, and they will have to use it for the horses of the Cato to breed......"

Li Ang really didn't expect this to happen, it turns out that the strength of the Gatu people is also raised by everyone......

It is no wonder that this warlord group, which does not produce and only plunders, has been closed in the steppe for hundreds of years without becoming a wild man.

The so-called never trading with any force turns out to be just never doing official transactions.

I think it's so mysterious......

"Can you find the woman?"

Li Ang stabbed the warlord, who was a little stunned.

"No, thief, in the mountains, I can't find it."

"Okay...... You gathered the army this time just to cover for Duke Alma? How much did you charge him? ”

Leon also wanted to satisfy his curiosity.

But when confronted with this kind of problem, the warlord of Cato stopped speaking: "Kill, me!" ”

What a shame to kill......

Leon thought of the warlord's excellent horse, the warhorse that was wounded by an arrow and still did not run around.

"I said I wouldn't kill you...... Well, I don't ask you anything about your tribe and army, but other small talk should be fine, right? What is your name? ”

The Cato warlord looked at Leon suspiciously: "Drash." ”

"The horses out there are my trophies, and I need someone to feed them, or their only fate is to become a hot pot ......"

Drasch looked at Leon with hatred.

"Don't look at me like that, I can't help it, my men are all infantry, no one can raise horses......"

Drashi looked at the mercenaries who were cleaning the battlefield outside, sighed, and his eyes dimmed: "You, don't talk about it, credit!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Ben-sama spits a nail! …… Forehead? Do not understand? Ben-sama does what he says...... Forget it, I'll be blunt, I'm going to let you take care of the horses, or my men will eat them!" ”

Leon pointed to the iron pot, then waved his hand at the big men.

In the distance, Klose saw that Leon seemed to be waving at him, and ran over: "My lord, shall we eat horse meat at noon?" ”

Li Ang almost wanted to give him a hundred likes, but he didn't hear anything, and he could cooperate so well just by relying on the instinct of a foodie!

Drashi finally broke down: "You guys! No! Eat horses! ”

As a result, there was an extra row in Li Ang's team list.

'Drasz, groom'.

It's certainly not friendly, but that's okay - this guy really loves horses and can take good care of them.

……

After a day of regrouping, Leon plans to leave with his team, he wants to find another place to establish a territory, and send the relics of the mercenaries killed in battle to their hometown.

This kind of promise to his subordinates, the lord is indeed true to his word.

Lesri's caravan guards, as well as the two Metenheims who had been killed in battle, had also been found in the valley not far away, and had been recovered by the Rangers.

The Gatus, who were in a hurry to return to the steppe, simply destroyed the caravan and did not loot their equipment.

As before, the relics of the Metenheim were entrusted to Klose.

Metenheim Infantry, 2/10.

While the Hired Crossbowman lost four dead and one disabled, the current team list is "Hired Crossbowman, 6/18".

The two refugees were unharmed.

But the others, including Li Ang, were all wounded, and except for the carpenters who had not officially joined the team, there were no more than ten people in the entire team who could maintain their combat effectiveness.

It's a tragic loss, but it's the battlefield, and if it weren't for the Horn Call, the Rangers would have suffered even more damage.

Leon didn't give any morale-boosting speech this time, he just silently fulfilled his promise.

Delivering on promises without compromise is far more effective than any incentives.

The loot has been distributed according to the catch, but without exception, everyone has asked for a bonus after being cashed out.

It's not because his subordinates have suddenly become noble, and they feel sorry for the poverty of the lord, and they are willing to let him be a middleman to make the difference, but because no one wants to add weight to their burdens with a lot of chain mail, nomadic shields, scimitars, and the like......

All of them are wounded...... I can't carry it.

But this makes the lord quite troubled - this big pile of broken things is not easy to deal with, let alone make the difference if you operate it indiscriminately, you may have to post money!

Looking at Lesley, who had already recovered her emotions, Leon leaned over.

"Lesley, the ...... Do you want to rebuild your caravan? ”

Lord Lord was a little cautious, he didn't want to provoke the poor girl.

"No, my lord, thank you for your kindness...... I can't rebuild the caravan, everything is gone for me......"

Leslie's eyes were dark, and she fiddled with a dagger in her hand, which looked like it might be a relic of her brother.

"But I suppose you don't want to sleep on the streets, Lesley. Your brother is desperate to get you out, not to leave you in a foreign land - you have to have a job to support yourself. ”

Leon didn't say it politely, but his voice was soft, full of the magnetism that a great good person should have.

Anson was a little unbearable: "My lord, we should take Leslie on the road with us." ”

Sarah next to her dragged Anson away: "Come, help me look at my hand, lately it has always wanted to hit someone......"

Sarah was so clever and clever, she had already seen a familiar look in the eyes of Leon when she looked at Lesley, roughly the same as the look in the eyes of a capitalist when he signed a deed of sale with his employees.

In the tavern, Leon looked at Sarah with the same look.

Sarah swore that she would never forget it in her life, she had never met such a nobleman, and in the face of her own obvious teasing and beauty, this thing actually only wanted to let herself do odd jobs for him!

"Lesley, you know, I'm missing a quartermaster on my ranks—they're pretty well paid."

"Lord Leon, if you really want to comfort me, why don't you have two drinks with me."

"Ahem, that's fine......"

Two hours later, the lord spun like a spinning top and fell to the carriage, his clothes disheveled and his face flushed: "One more drink......"

The ale in his hand was scattered all over the ground.

"Lord Leon, I'll be a good quartermaster."

Lesli touched the wine glass in her hand with the empty glass that Leon had left in her hand, and said calmly.

'Leslie has joined you. ’

By the time Leon, who was half drunk, woke up again, Leslie had even sorted out all the things.

Leon, who was still dazed, was very unwilling to hammer his head with a faint pain, he felt that he should just be careless...... How could she be drunk by Lesley?

You didn't do anything stupid, did you?

Only Klose looked at Leon sympathetically: "My lord, that day, more than a dozen of us were not her opponents...... However, who is the little girl you are talking about No. 88? ”

Anson brought a bowl of hangover soup from the side: "That...... My lord, Miss Sarah is beating the captives again...... Mr. Ralph couldn't even convince her...... Pretty miserable ......"

……

With a group of scarred men, Leon set out on his way south.

Ralph, the serpent of the land, told him a nice place—an ownerless village that had just been plundered by the Gatus.

There, it may be very suitable for a pioneer lord to develop smoothly.