Warhammer Throne

It is getting darker, and the old guards have finished their day of training. They will use dinner first. After dinner every day, there will be a period of free activity time. They can read books, take a walk, and do some physical exercises. Or you can go around for a while, usually as long as you return to the barracks before the curfew time.

The old guards are given two days off every ten days. In addition, there are legal holidays. The cultures of Bretania and the Empire are relatively close. Both sides have roughly the same holidays. There are only "Charlemagne Ascension Day" and "Uric Wolf Festival", replaced by "Holy Grail Day" and "Lake Fairy Girl Day".

There are only ten days of holidays throughout the year. The annual Winter Veil holiday usually lasts three to five days. How to put it depends on the lord. Ryan generally gives the soldiers four days.

Seeing that it was almost time, Ryan had also finished a bowl of beef stew with potatoes. He stood up and said to Mogiana: "Let's go, where do we go to spend the night?"

Morgiana's eyes lit up after listening to Ryan's words, and the Lake God Witch tentatively asked, "You won't go back to the Duke's Castle at night?"

"Su Liya asked me to accompany you more." Ryan coughed: "She said we have been to the Empire for too long."

"Then... okay." Mogiana did not hesitate, she almost immediately agreed: "Let me decide where to go?"

"Huh huh." Ryan smiled and nodded, and he shrugged: "I listen to you."

"Then we go to the Holy Grail to praise." Mogiana made a decision without hesitation.

"Okay." Ryan said nothing more.

Mojana sat on the unicorn Silfan, and Ryan rode on the Thoroughbred Warhorse Grape. Uncle Grape snorted towards Silfan and hooked his horse's hoof, which was very arrogant.

Silfane gave out a bright light directly from the shining unicorn. Grape was taken aback. It hurriedly jumped away. Seeing this beam of light directly bombarded the floor and exploded a small pit, Grape swallowed. With a sip of water, he never dared to molest the unicorn again.

"Don't be like this, Silfain." Morjana quickly reached out and stroked Silfain's back, the unicorn gradually calmed down, and Ryan quickly took the reins of the grape.

Thorough blood elf horses can live for one or two hundred years, and powerful pure blood elf horses can live longer.

Two people marched along the street. At night, the Jean City was very lively, with people coming and going. There was still a lot of light on the street, some such as restaurants and taverns were still open, and many free people had just returned from work in the workshops. They will not rest immediately when they go home. Some freedmen will go to the bar for a drink, and some freedmen will simply go home after dinner.

This is how business opportunities arise. As long as there is demand, there will be a market. Now there are many small vendors who specialize in food, like the previous shop owners, and salesmen who specialize in delivering and selling goods. In this At that time, as long as you work hard, you can make money.

"Bafeng Mountain." Mogiana took the initiative to provoke the topic: "So, after you become the throne, you plan to expedition to Bafeng Mountain with King Belega-Hammer to help him regain the ancestral territory?"

"King Belega helped us a lot in a series of wars, including the entire industrial belt along the Chinon River, which was built by our dwarf brothers." Ryan took the reins of the grapes and sighed. He said: "Bellega has paid a lot for us, and we naturally have to give it back."

"The virtue of chivalry is to keep promises. This is a lady's teaching." Mogiana nodded. She was not surprised that Ryan was going to send troops: "How do you plan to fulfill your promises and send troops yourself?"

"Yes, I personally send troops. After I ascend the throne, I will launch a new knightly holy war with the goal of Bafeng Mountain." Ryan simply said his plan: "At that time, all the knights of the country will join the expedition. Team."

"Is it necessary to mobilize such a large force?" Morgiana was thoughtful, and she euphemistically put forward her own opinion: "King Bellegar has contracted the construction of the entire Sharon River industrial belt in recent years, and the entire kingdom is huge. Most of the water conservancy projects and the promotion of agricultural tools occupy the two mountain fortresses of the Blackstone Stronghold and Oka Mountain. Is this not enough? In fact, the Duke of Montfort has sued me and the Kingdom Court more than once. He thinks It is really not a good idea to contract all the water conservancy projects and industrial belt construction of the kingdom to the dwarves of the Angland clan. It will make the kingdom’s own craftsmen unemployed."

"Oh, I know why Ford said that." Ryan sneered, and he said disdainfully: "Because before, the Principality of Montfort had the best craftsmen in the kingdom. He originally wanted to get a share of these projects. As a result, he didn’t get it. Of course he knew that the artisans in the Principality of Montfort were not as good as the engineers and dwarf artisans of the Angland clan, so he kept coming to you and Raun to file complaints, Morgiana, Tell me how you dealt with it?"

"I said this is not something I should manage. I asked them to find your appointed Regent Raun Leo Cornwall." Naturally, Morgiana knew exactly what the Duke of Montfort thought.

To put it simply, the Duke of Ford did not really want to "protect the artisans."

"What will Raun do?" Ryan was very interested.

"Raun said that since the Duke of Ford is confident, he can block the honor of the Duke of Montfort, and let the craftsmen under him compare with the dwarves, who has better craftsmanship." Morgiana said calmly: "He will invite several people. The Knights of the Holy Grail came to the notarization. Since Lawn said so, the Duke of Ford has not dared to mention this."

"Haha, Lawn has also learned it." Ryan laughed and nodded again and again: "It seems that it is not a bad idea to let Lawn be the regent of the kingdom. He has always been able to handle these things well, and I will let him after he succeeds. I will continue to serve as the regent of the kingdom, and I will just be able to free up my hands for other things."

After a while, the tavern in the center of the town, the holy grail tribute arrived. This tavern may be the most advanced tavern in southern Bretania. Not only is it several stories high, it is also filled with many knights from southern Bretania. The nobles have many big businessmen, most of them tasting wine in detail, and then chatting about the latest current affairs. The first floor is the lobby, the second floor is the private room, and the third to the fifth floor is the accommodation.

Ryan not only remembered that when he had just arrived in Brittany, his immediate boss, the Marquis Connery Ascot, left the winery to him, but took away everything. He also wanted to take the whole wine away. The fact that the village was built into a resort-like place was not feasible at all, and then he wanted to push the wines in his own winery, but even if he was married to Sulia and received the guidance of a professional wine master from Winford, The wines produced in my own winery are at most second-rate.

However, the bar of the Holy Grail Praise also has its own core competitiveness, which is the wine "ladies' collection" made by cultivating grapes by the fairy in the lake.

In order to prevent a sensation and entanglement, Ryan and Morjana entered the tavern from another entrance through the VIP channel. They quickly arranged the room with the prophet of the lake god, who was in charge of the operation, and Ryan and Morjana were on the second floor first. Sitting down in the box, the waiter brought two glasses of wine, a steak, and a cod steak for two people to have dinner.

"The dwarf king's obsession with Bafeng Mountain is far beyond imagination." Morgiana ate dinner elegantly, and she and Ryan continued to talk about Bellegar: "In recent years, he has been involved in all the engineering contracts of the kingdom. He has made a lot of money, but he rarely spends on a large scale."

"That's because Bellegar took all the money he earned to pay off his debts." Ryan murmured, "Morgiana, do you know how much debt Bellegar owes?"

"I would like to hear it." Mogiana cut the cod steak with a silver knife and fork in her hand.

"In the old world, all the kingdoms of dwarves, he is probably the only one located in the northernmost Norsca Mountains. The dwarves have not borrowed money, food, or people. In addition, all the kingdoms of dwarves are borrowed. Once again, he owed a lot of debts, including the fact that he had hired the ogre tribe and refused to pay the debts, including he had sought the support of the border princes. In the end, everyone was lost and he ran away alone."

"..." Morgiana's face changed slightly, and she held the knife and fork with a slight force: "Then how are you sure that Bellegar will not rely on you for not paying it back? I mean, how can you guarantee that he won't Pit you?"

"Bellega is a master of siege tactics, but he has obvious strategic problems." Ryan did not answer Mogiana's question directly. He went on to say: "Last time, he attacked Bafeng Mountain for the third time. All mercenaries and rebels have a total size of 8,000, and according to his estimation, there are at least 100,000 greenskins in the Bafeng Mountain, and the total number of Skaven under the ground is even more unpredictable."

"Even so, he still wants to fight?" Mogiana was speechless to Bellegar.

"Yeah, Bellegar still wants to fight. He said that. He said that all the dwarf warriors of the Angland clan are worth a hundred, and the mere greenskins and the rats are eliminated." Ryan said with a smile: "So I said, Bellegar is a real master of tactics when it comes to siege, but in terms of strategy, Bellegar is a younger brother. He can never wait and never have the patience. In the army, he was full of brains to immediately set off to recover the territory of his ancestors. If he had not failed three times in a row, the last little capital of the Angland clan would have been almost tossed, he would not learn the lesson, and rest at ease for the time being. And develop for a while."

Morgiana frowned when she heard this. She was actually a little reluctant to go to the Bafeng Mountain by Ryan, but considering the virtues and promises of chivalry, she would not say anything to stop her. The Lake God Witch carefully used her knife and fork. Cut a small piece of cod meat and said to Ryan: "Try this, Ryan, although it's not as delicious as I made, don't just eat meat, ah~~"

"Ah~m~" Ryan stretched out his head and accepted Morgiana's feeding: "It really doesn't taste as good as you, Morgiana."

"Come on, this broccoli also tastes good." Mojana was very happy. The lake **** witch was sweet in her heart. She stretched out her fork again and delivered a broccoli into Ryan's mouth: "Ah~"

"Hmm." Ryan had to accept the feeding again, he was a little embarrassed, thinking that I am already in my 30s, and I still want to be like this.

You take a bite and I have a bite. The dinner is over very quickly. After the meal, Morgiana cast a spell on the door of the box. She moved to Ryan's side and got into the man’s arms and sat on the side. The two enjoyed the lightness. The warm feeling.

"Recently, the price of food on the market has fluctuated very strangely, and it has been rising at a slow rate." Mojianna leaned on Ryan's shoulder. She felt that her whole body was soft and she didn't have any strength: "There is also pork, pork. Recently, prices have soared, and many people have complained that they cannot afford pork."

"Hahaha~" Ryan held Mogiana in his arms, and he reluctantly said: "It is normal for the price of food to rise sharply. Because of the previous trade agreement, Imperial Wesson is importing food from our side. Khan’s invasion made Wesson’s whole season of winter wheat planting all over. In addition to Rick’s and Ivey’s adjustment of grain, Emilia also imported them on a large scale from us.”

"As for why the price of pork has skyrocketed, it has something to do with Bellegar." Ryan continued: "The Dwarf has a famous festival in the twelfth month of each year, called the Barrel Festival. On this day, all kegs must be drunk. Light, this represents the disappearance of bad luck. Bellegar also plans to carry out a huge ancestral ritual. He seems to want to use this ritual to summon the heroic spirits of the ancestors and let them return to the world to fight. And this ritual The most important thing is to gather enough dwarves to eat and drink at the ceremonies. The greater the excitement and movement, the easier it is to wake up the ancestors. For this reason, the Angland clan has bought thousands of them from the market. Pigs, hundreds of goats, pork supply becomes tight, and prices naturally rise."

"So that's it." Morjana closed her eyes, she was enjoying the moment.

"Actually, at this time, everyone is coveting the wealth buried in the depths of Bafeng Mountain. Before the Angland Clan evacuated from Bafeng Mountain, dozens of mines were buried and sealed up, with amazing storage inside. Treasures, and in the Hall of Angrand Ancestors in the deepest part of Bafeng Mountain, there are thousands of rune armors alone. The wealth that the Angrand clan can’t take is all buried deep underground and special The method is sealed, only Bellegar knows how to open it.” Ryan continued: “Now, even Bellegar does not want to regain Bafeng Mountain.”

Mogiana nodded, and the Lake God Witch understood that the current situation is that the creditors have become shareholders, and Bellegar does not want to send troops? Even the knights and nobles of Bretania would not agree! The wealth that shocked the world in Bafeng Mountain is waiting for everyone. Many knights are gearing up, waiting for Bellegar and Ryan to send troops!

The knights also want to make a fortune, especially this kind of famous teacher, fame and fortune is a rare situation in a lifetime!

"Moreover, the treasures in Bafeng Mountain are more than these." Ryan cast his gaze to the first floor of the Holy Grail Praise Hall.

The hero of the wood elves, the lord of the woodland of Tasian, Aralos-the hero was walking in from the door with two stray guests. They sat down and ordered a few glasses of brandy and roasted bear paws.

"In the depths of the Hall of Dwarf Ancestors in Bafeng Mountain, there is a gem that fascinates the elves. Perhaps we can use this to hire an army of wood elves."

"This kind of platinum diamond is called the'silmara', and it is the love of the elves for a lifetime."