Chapter 394

"Ah... Theoretically, with your achievements, you can get the three border territories without any problem." Swaro shook his head, "But the big families are also very envious of the three border territories. No one can resist the temptation of the status and benefits of the three border territories. The resistance you face is so great that it is despairing."

"Besides, the queen will not allow a young man to occupy a military stronghold. It is not possible to use your family's name. The Ross family does not have a sixth-level god, so it is not suitable to expand the territory."

"The most important thing is that I want the Bull Territory, and your family can't stop me."

Swaro said sincerely, and he couldn't refuse the most delicious cake.

"Sure enough..."

Field sighed: "Then I just want the border fortress."

Obviously, he has enough military merits, but he doesn't get the right treatment.

"The imperial subsidies and weapons are given to the fortresses." Lucy added, "There is not much difference between taking the fortress and taking the entire territory."

"No, there is a big difference. What if I say that I don't even want to see the subsidies and weapons sent over, and they all belong to the local lords? The maintenance, construction and city defense weapons of the fortresses are all borne by me alone."

Field smiled slightly and showed his killer move.

The nobles robbed the border fortresses just to get a huge amount of subsidies, not to really face the zombie tide and defend the empire.

Swarro was confused: "Then what do you want to do with the fortress?"

"To get a reliable entrance and exit and trade transit station. My fiefdom is in the Night Territory. I'm tired of tariffs and looking at people's faces. As long as I take the border fortress, I can go to open up the northern provinces or retreat safely from the north."

"Ah?"

Swarro was even more confused. This behavior seemed outrageous to him.

It's like buying a Chanel bag specifically to pack a salted fish. The value of all the territories in the North is not enough for a single hair of the bull.

"Why do you look like that? I still have to develop the Morning Curtain and Cloud Curtain. I will prove to everyone that the Northern Province has infinite potential."

Field deliberately held his head high, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes, looking like a middle school boy who has read too many knight novels.

"Puff~" Lucy laughed, feeling the confusion from Field, Lucy quickly covered her mouth, threw a sentimental wink, and explained, "Sorry, I thought of something happy."

Swarro: "Are you serious?"

"Of course, serving the country is my lifelong ambition." Field said righteously.

Swarro's thoughts turned.

He can get all the subsidies, don't have to worry about the expenses of the fortress, and he also gave the Ross family a favor.

Damn, there is such a good thing?

Swaro's eyes lit up, and he slammed the table and said, "Nephew Field, I didn't misjudge you. You are worthy of being a loyal knight of the empire! However, the safety of the border is not a joke. I also need a thousand garrisons, and you have to bear all their expenses and equipment. One year, one hundred thousand gold coins a year."

This is a clear request for money.

Old Deng, you are really black, one hundred thousand gold coins a year, to station Ultraman, right? Field was almost fuming.

"Okay, but my caravans and people are not allowed to pay any form of tax when they enter and leave the Bull Territory. Moreover, I enjoy the right of passage for the army and caravans in the Bull Territory."

"It's a small matter. In order to promote the generosity of the chivalrous spirit, I allow it."

Swaro laughed and thought to himself: How many merchants can a shitty Night Territory have, and how many copper coins can it collect.

Seeing that Swaro was willing to give in, Field was afraid that he would see through his weakness and regret it, so he immediately detailed the matter of ceding the fortress.

The two sides had a heated exchange and finally reached an agreement.

"Border Fortress Agreement"

The agreement is: Field performed mediocrely in this battle, with no merits or faults. The five rebel God Chosen were all killed by the noble coalition, and the bodies of the two God Chosen of the Shadow Church were finally delivered by Field (the bodies of the Shadow Church deacons can be exchanged for bounties)

The border fortress no longer belongs to the Bull Territory, but to the Night Territory. All assistance to the fortress has nothing to do with Field, and Field needs to provide 100,000 gold coins a year for garrison expenses. The number of garrisons was finally determined to be a symbolic fifty people, not a thousand.

In the future, the Bull Territory will open up to Field with the highest authority, allowing tax-free passage and business.

When they got the contract, Field and Swarro breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Field's heartstrings were relaxed, followed by endless ecstasy.

There is a safe retreat channel, a trade transit station, and a fortress with extremely strong defense and a life lock of unknown value.

Moreover, although giving up military merits cannot be concealed from those who have ulterior motives, it is beneficial to continue to hide strength and reduce the possibility of retaliation by the rebels.

Although Field still wants more in his heart, it is difficult to get more now.I can only swear secretly: I must continue to accumulate strength, and let all the nobles act according to my mood in the future.

As for the compensation, as long as I have enough strength, I can tear it up at will.

Swarro was also very happy. The more he looked at Field, the more friendly he felt. His mind was full of: How can this child be so sensible?

"Nephew Field, I admire a young man like you who is so aggressive. Let's put it this way. I see your knights riding war horses of market goods, which is not in line with your status."

"Lucy, allocate 100 silver horses to Field, both male and female, don't be stingy with stallions."

"This is a rare hybrid horse of Warcraft. At least half of it can grow into a first-level war horse." Swarro patted Field on the shoulder, "Go to the banquet and have fun."

"Thank you very much."

Field smiled and performed a noble salute, and walked out of Swarro's tent.

Today's dinner is open-air, with bonfires everywhere. The dancers twisted their bodies and tried their best to show their curves.

The servants were holding ice buckets, ready to provide the nobles with chilled drinks and fine wines.

I don't know where they got the exquisite wooden table, and all kinds of delicacies were placed on the table, but no one took a look. Those who could attend this dinner were all military nobles, and they had their own pride.

The nobles were toasting, and when Field arrived, several male nobles immediately came over with wine glasses.

"Good evening, Sir Field."

Field was puzzled, why did a bunch of male nobles suddenly come over.

"Are there any more happy beans? Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to eat them myself, but to trade them." A young man with a weak face grinned, "Simon said you have the source of goods."

"Me too, even if it's ten gold coins per coin, I'll buy them, I need a lot." The male noble with heavy bags under his eyes echoed, "Recently, there are fewer and fewer happy beans, and there's no market for them, which makes me anxious."

"Oh~ That's easy, I've asked the army to transport the potion."

Field couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth and gave a thumbs up: "I promise to satisfy you and restore your glory."

"Tsk, men." Some female nobles heard Field's words and sneered in disgust and harshness, "You only spend money for pleasure and lower your own value."

Glancing at them, Field still kept smiling and said to himself: Girls, you are the main force of gold coins.

"Hello ladies, I recently got some precious treasures."

Field held the wine glass and slowly approached: "It's a treasure that is very suitable for nobles. I don't know if you have heard of it. It's called soap."