The riverside town of Grey Grove was the closest town to the fortress in the entire Green Valley, and was the point where many caravans who came to the land for business almost had to pass through it, and they could not count on walls and soldiers to protect them after leaving it.

Naturally, it is for this reason that Grey Grove is much more prosperous than other towns. The longhouses and Turin-style fortifications don't seem to be obtrusive, and there are far more Hanturen people living here than in other places, and the bustling bazaars are bustling with people.

Sapphires and rubies, rare woods, unique herbs, monster furs and teeth, native Han horses...... Despite its barrenness and wilderness, the town was thriving due to its variety of specialties, which naturally attracted many Hantu people to live here, bringing more of their goods to the people of Turine.

Although this people is quite barbaric, it does not mean that there is nothing to be desired - the mead from the Hantu is not inferior to even many famous wines in the city of Turin, and the local amber and sculpture techniques are also quite excellent, and in this small gray limburg alone, there are more than a dozen carving shops and jewelry shops, and those aged Hantu carvers seem to have really mastered some kind of technology that can turn stone into magic.

Of course, in this town, these local local trade is not the most prosperous, compared with the northern Hantu City, the green river valley is far inferior in terms of area and trade volume, and it really once made the town developed. It was the slave trade - slavery had long since been abolished in the Kingdom of Turin. But in this world, there will always be demand and supply.

The mines in the south, the salt works in the west - these places required a large number of slaves as consumables every year. Take on the hardest and most dangerous jobs. Even in the Kingdom of Turin under Horace's rule, mine riots are still not uncommon, and in order to reduce risks and losses, it is natural that some people will target slaves.

Local workers will ask for wages, they will not want to go to the mine because they are afraid of death, and they will have to find a way to do something, once a miner riots. It will also be severely punished by the kingdom - naturally, it is most cost-effective to replace the workers with slaves who will not ask for wages and will not worry about death without worry, and the greatest supply of the whole kingdom is the Han land.

As the mayor of Grey Limburg, Charlie Richahar was in a very bad mood - since the Great Rebellion of the Greyland, the trade volume of Grey Limburg has dropped by forty percent, and the caravans in the town have disappeared like air without a trace, and God knows where they left from.

The reason, of course, is simple - no one believed that the Battleflag Legion could hold that fortress, and now it was full of crazy barbarians. Even those who intended to do business mostly went to the northern city of Hantu, rather than trading in places like the Green Valley, of course. Now it is said that the war situation there is also tight, but again, no one will believe that the kingdom will abandon such an important place as Hantu City.

Under such circumstances, in addition to scolding the "useless rice buckets" of the Battle Banner Legion, Mayor Charles had no choice but to transfer his belongings to the safety of the south before the damned barbarians broke through the fortress, and then summoned the citizens of Turin in the town to organize a guard to protect his town.

In fact, it wasn't just them, but almost all the towns and villages in the Green Valley were doing the same thing, setting up roadblocks along the roads to collect fees, and in the days when caravans were becoming scarcer, they had to use this method to maintain the daily expenses of the towns - at least that's what Mayor Charlie said to the "naïve and kind" townspeople.

Just a few days ago, there was a rather large convoy passing by Grey Limburg, which really excited Mayor Charlie, but when they heard that they were transporting baggage for that damned Banner Legion, the whole rich people of Grey Grove were heartbroken - so many good things for that group of wastes who only knew how to eat and lose, it was better to stay, and it would be able to make the town lively for many days.

As soon as he thought of these things, Mayor Charlie couldn't help but grit his teeth and hate - it was these rice buckets that caused his wallet to shrink a lot, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't hold the fortress, or because they couldn't even beat those barbarians...... It's all their fault!

As for their lack of baggage and soldiers, it was not for him to consider the mayor of Charlie - Berion was already the Duke of Hantu City, and the order of His Highness Anson had never come to the Green River Valley, so Grey Limburg had no obligation to provide soldiers and baggage for these rice buckets.

In all fairness, Charlie would rather like this to go on - although it would be more difficult, but with less money for the army, he would not complain even if he made more money, and the townspeople would not complain, but would thank themselves, and such a life would not be too happy.

But today seemed to be a little different than before, and the frowning Mayor Charlie walked to the window with a fat belly - the bazaar, which had been a little deserted in the past, seemed to be lively all at once, and in the distance you could see a few rich merchants arguing over something, and there was a crowd of people everywhere.

"Steward Bode, is there anything new today?" Mayor Charlie couldn't help but turn his head and said to the old servant behind him, who was thin like a bamboo pole, "It feels much more lively than usual. ”

"Haven't you heard of it, Lord Mayor?" the thin bamboo pole butler stared at him in surprise: "Half of the people in Grey Grove have heard of it, don't you know?"

"Damn it, don't play riddles on me anymore!" Mayor Charlie scolded angrily as he looked at the other man's stupid expression, "What the hell is going on - could it be that the rice buckets in the fortress have won?" ”

"Uh...... But it's true. The thin bamboo pole butler shrank his head: "And it's not a joke, the Battle Banner Legion did win a big battle, and captured a lot of prisoners - now those merchants are arguing all over the world, and they are robbing them of this business everywhere!"

"Really?!"

"The Radiant Cross is proof - they have captured thousands of captives, I'm afraid that all the Hantu tribes in the entire Green River Valley have been robbed by them, right?" the thin bamboo pole butler guessed and said, "The market is not lively, if it is done, this may be the biggest deal in the entire Gray Grove Castle, everyone is robbing it!"

"Then why don't you go and find out to me what the hell is going on!" Mayor Charlie's face was full of cold sweat of excitement, and he was a little afraid--Radiant Cross, why did this group of rice buckets suddenly become so powerful?

He probably knew that His Highness Anson had sent his Chief Flag Officer to the Green River Valley, but who would have thought that the Chief Flag Officer could do so many things?

Thinking back to those memories that I had heard as a joke, this flag bearer took that group of rice buckets and actually killed all the barbarians in the entire green river valley - what the hell is he with the glorious cross on it?!

Just when Mayor Charlie was still thinking about it, the thin bamboo pole housekeeper ran back again, and he looked panicked, which made Charlie look upset: "Have you figured it out?"

"No, no, but ......"

"But what but!" Mayor Charlie scolded directly: "Ran back without figuring it out, what do you want to do?!"

"There's a guest coming, Lord Mayor. The thin bamboo pole shrunk his neck, and hurriedly said: "It's the clerk of Virgil Brutus, and the son of old Liberus!"

Charlie's expression immediately froze, and then there was deep fear: "He—what are they doing?"

"I'm here to invite you to the Green Valley Fortress to discuss funding. Seeing the expression of the town mayor, the thin bamboo pole housekeeper couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "And it's not just you, all the mayors of the towns in the Green River Valley have been invited." (To be continued.) )