Chapter Forty-Nine: Recruitment
Carney was busy arguing the price with several cunning mine buyers, who knew that something had happened to Rand recently, and that was the time when the money was urgently needed, so the two of them worked together to keep the price of iron ore down. Carney did her best to get a good selling price, but ended up selling the mine at a slightly lower price than expected.
Neroth and Arya were busy recruiting troops in the town, and the price they offered was much higher than that of some nearby mercenaries, attracting many people.
The New Deadwood Tavern is doing a brisk business today, and Rand's high-priced army recruitment has attracted a large number of customers for him. Outsiders are enthusiastically asking local insiders about the situation, and the content of their inquiries is nothing more than that the price given for this recruitment is so high, will they be asked to go up and be cannon fodder? Who is this battle going to fight against, what are the odds of winning, and is there a bonus if you win?
These people have their own little calculations in their hearts, and their thoughts are actually hoping that when they are recruited, they can ensure that their lives will not be in too much danger, and it is best that there is no danger at all.
Regarding these questions, no one in the tavern could give a definite answer after discussing for a long time, everyone just heard some rumors, Baron Kane, the lord of Rand, was missing, and this recruitment may be to organize a search for people, or to recruit troops to defend Rand Town, so as not to be invaded by outsiders during the lord's absence.
Regardless of which of these two guesses was more likely, the temptation of high-priced gold coins was difficult for them to refuse, so the number of people who enlisted in the army far exceeded their expectations.
"Maybe we can lower the price a little bit and spend less gold." Neroth looked at the roster of names in his hand and said to Arya, who was sorting out the list.
"If they can save Kane, no matter how much money they spend, it's fine, but many of these people are ordinary people with no strength and no combat experience. We have no chance of winning against Bailly's regular army, and at least more than half of them are sent to death, alas, I don't know how they are selected. Arya said worriedly, looking at the list in front of her.
"You shouldn't tell them that the more the better, that there are more soldiers, not more. An army with combat experience only needs 100 people, which is enough to easily annihilate this nearly 500 cobbled army. β
"But there is no way to do it now, where can we recruit an army with combat experience? Even Hammer didn't interfere with Bailly's approach, who would openly lend us the army? For the big nobles above, this war is like a child fighting. "At this time, the captain of the RAND Guard, Dori. Toth spoke.
"How many people are there in the RAND Escort? I'm talking about those who are really capable of fighting, not counting the wounded. Nehris asked Dori.
"Less than a hundred, and some recruits."
"This combat power is really pitiful." Nelus sighed.
"We still have a chance, as long as somebody is there. And the purpose of our operation this time is to rescue Kane, not to fight Bailly, you know? All you need to do is save Kane. Arya reminded them, then laid out a list, "You see, this is the list of snitches, and their ability to steal things and pick locks to infiltrate rooms is top-notch. The army in front bought them time to cover up, and they sneaked into Bailly's territory to rescue Kane. β
"It's true that the snitch is good at stealing, but this time it's people who let them steal, and it's not easy. I haven't heard of a snitch stealing people, unless he has a pretty face, and he's stealing lonely widows who have lost their husbands. Dori said.
"It's not funny at all, Pompeuer. Didn't the famous snitch infiltrate the Timmy dynasty and steal the newborn prince? His legendary deeds have been passed down in the epic continent. Nefrith retorted.
"You said it, that's Pompeuel, the King of the Snitches. There are a few more Pompers in this world, and if he had him, maybe we wouldn't have to recruit additional troops this time. β
"Alright, stop talking about Pompeol. Although he wasn't the one who helped us steal people this time, the snitch on this list is not an unknown person either. There are several of them who are well-known snitches, and this time we have to do this anyway, this is the best way to save Kane. Arya ended their discussion.
Nelus took the list of snitches, and there were indeed a few well-known snitches on it, one of whom was Charlied. Jefferie's snitch even infiltrated the house of one of Harlans' mages and stole a piece of gold, only to find out later that the gold had been conjured by the mage using a magic illusion, and he hadn't actually stolen anything.
Although he didn't steal anything good, he managed to enter a mage's home undetected, a feat that many of his fellow snitches admired.
"Maybe this method is really feasible, anyway, there is no better way at the moment, let's use a dead horse as a live horse doctor." Neriches thought to himself.
In the tavern, at the end of the third long table sat a man and a woman. The woman's legs were straight and slender, and the men who were drinking around her only dared to sneak a glance in this direction, and then turned around and drank a large sip of ale. It's as if these legs, which are like art treasures, are their best appetizer.
Abydes noticed the surrounding gaze and said helplessly to the woman: "Yelika, your charm is really as great as ever, you can attract the attention of a large group of people anywhere." β
Yelika replied coldly: "A group of things that don't remember beating, you have to snap their eyeballs off to remember for a long time." β
"You've got to change your temper, especially if you're going to be with them in two days. If you can't help but be exposed, that kid will be in danger. KakireΔ won't explain it for us. β
Yelika turned her head to look around, her cold eyes responding to those annoying gazes, and when their gaze met Yelika's murderous gaze, they quickly looked away, not daring to linger for a moment.
After the annoying gaze was gone, Yelika lowered her voice and spoke, "Why do we have to blend into that kind of team, isn't it better to just help in secret, besides, I've seen that kid, definitely not so easy to die." She dismissed Abides' claim.
"Remember, I signed up under a pseudonym, my name is Airy, and your name is Carly. Make no mistake, it's time to be recognized. β
"What a hassle!" Yelika said dissatisfied.
The army recruitment has been busy from day to night, and the moon has only ended when the moon climbs the treetops. Neros and they were carefully selected, sifted over and over again, before they reassembled a vast team of five hundred men. In fact, it is said to be carefully selected, but in fact, it is just trying to choose some guys with stronger physical fitness or some more outstanding skills.
Arya was alone at her desk until late at night, sorting out information about Viscount Bailly. In the face of opponents who know little about it, caution is a necessary mindset before they can act at the moment.
She frowned at a collection of information about the army. Above is the first heavily armored knight created by Bailly, although there are only about twenty people, but the red font marked on it is very eye-catching.
In the past two years, the number of enemies killed by this knight team alone has reached a staggering more than 300 people, if the number of dead people is just the number of ordinary troops, it is not surprising, his horror lies in the fact that these more than 300 knights are light horses that move quickly. The light cavalry that won with speed was chased and killed by a heavy knight, and the horror can be imagined.
You know, a heavy knight with his own equipment and harness is enough to withstand the weight of five light horsemen, and their speed in front of the light rider is like a rabbit and a tortoise running in a race, and the light horse can easily throw them off or consume them. But Bailly's heavily armored knights killed more than 300 light horsemen, and suffered casualties of less than the number of palms.
Arya pressed her temples to relieve her tired brain, two days after Kane was captured. Ever since Kane was captured, her heart had been in a state of unease, and the bloody image of Kane being tortured still appeared in her mind from time to time, and she even watched Kane die in fear under the sword shining in the cold light.
As soon as this terrifying and ominous idea appeared, she quickly threw it away, for fear that this ominous thing would really come true.
Tomorrow, at the latest, they will set off to save Kane, Arya's decision is very hasty, they haven't even planned for these temporarily recruited troops, but at this time, she has to sort out part of the battle plan tonight, and leave the rest to Kani and her help.
Nefrius was also working very hard tonight to create magical armor for the key Snitch, and the Snitch's superb stealth skills combined with the blessing of his magic armor could reach a greater chance. If you can't do it in numbers, you will pin your hopes on surprise tactics.
Speaking of tactics, the recruits who are now temporarily packed into the barracks do not know who the enemy they are facing does not know who they are facing, they are like a hodgepodge, people of various professions and identities are arranged together. The whole barracks was noisy and noisy, and some people even began to drink heavily, play cards and gamble inside, and there was no tension at all.
Even some of the members of the Rand Guardian couldn't bear to join the ridiculous ranks, and they kept playing until nearly the wee hours of the morning before they quieted down.
On the other hand, this is not the case on the Snitch's side, which requires a high degree of concentration to move, so they lie down early to rest. Abydes and Elika didn't choose to live with them, and although they were also part of the Snitch team, it was impossible for Elika to live with them. Abydes, like Neroth, was busy all night, his magic ornaments were constantly infused with magical power, and the numbers on them kept rising wildly.
After Abides finished this task, he stretched out in satisfaction, and at this time the sky outside was already dark, and the blue leaf mountains in the distance had already shown the general outline, and he drank a bottle of recovery potion, and suddenly felt energetic again.