For a whole day, the joint merchant group did not even cover twenty miles, and the bandits were like lingering undead ghosts, always wandering around.
In addition to the Wind Wolf Cavalry, Downton also finally saw the fighting styles of the Chicago Bull and the War Stag. The former are minotaurs riding woolly rhinoceros. Although they do not have heavy armor, their burly bodies and thick totems
Pillars, making them undoubtedly the best heavy cavalry.
Many people watched with their own eyes as they trampled a group of guards to a pulp with arrows in their hands, and then left calmly dragging the goods.
The Deer People ride elk and follow a light and agile route. They say that the Wind Wolf Cavalry is good at riding and shooting, but what they are really used to is suppressing a wave of arrows and then using scimitars to kill their opponents at close range, but the Deer People are not.
The difference is that they almost never get close to each other, and only use a long bow to kill a large area of blood.
The archery skills of these deer men are so precise that they can hit nine out of ten gold coins hanging from a hundred meters away, even in a windy wilderness.
The number of deer people is small, but they cause the greatest damage.
Downton had no losses, so he did not release the Firebird to annihilate the enemy. After all, he had not yet figured out the enemy's purpose.
Merchants are profit creatures. After the Habsburg merchant group saw that the Borgia merchant group was no longer attacked by bandits, they simply withdrew. There were merchant groups that wanted to follow, but they were also expelled.
Late at night, the principals sat in the tent to discuss countermeasures. They couldn't find a solution for a long time, so they all sighed.
"It's over, now you're dead!"
Without the golden signboard of a wealthy family, those robbers would become even more unscrupulous. If they had not lost their goods, they would have been executed if they escaped and would have left long ago.
Wow!
The tent was opened, and everyone's eyes immediately glanced over.
"How's it going? Are you invited?"
"That damn maid said Downton was already asleep. I didn't even see him!"
The manager who was pushed out to invite Downton looked unhappy, picked up the kettle, and drank heavily.
"It seems the only way to save the country is through a curve. Let's go find Alice!"
The group of people did as they were told, stood up in unison, and went to find the eldest lady.
"I don't know how they discussed it?"
Alice had no intention of sleeping. She wanted to chat with Downton, but she couldn't let go.
"Hey, with our status, we are not qualified to participate at all!"
The steward sighed, none of those business groups had goods worth tens of millions, not to mention the bosses, even the servants didn't pay them any serious attention.
"What's going on outside?"
Hearing the messy footsteps coming from outside, the steward stood up and walked out. When he opened the tent, he saw a group of principals approaching and shouted impatiently.
"Miss Alice, you must help us!"
"Yes, whether everyone lives or dies, it all depends on you!"
"You are in the fur business, right? As long as you come back alive, our family will buy all the goods."
A group of bosses were chattering and begging without moral integrity, and some of the anxious ones even knelt down.
"what happened?"
Alice was confused. "What virtues and abilities do I have? How can I be qualified to help you?"
"Miss, this is your mistake. If you have a chance to survive, you can't forget us!"
Some people complained that they felt that Alice would be safe if she followed Downton. As for the cargo, it was just a piece of wool. As the Hand of the King of Frankfort, there was only a little bit left in her fingers. That was all.
"Miss, I kneel down to you. It's my fault for being disrespectful to you before. You, sir, have a lot of things to do. Please forgive me once, but this time, no matter what, give us a way out!"
A big businessman knelt down and cried with runny nose and tears.
Alice panicked. He knew the person in front of her. In order to sell goods, she had waited outside the house for three days, but they drove her away without even seeing her face. But now, she was kneeling on the ground humbly.
…
"Everyone, can you please make your words clear?"
The steward was confused and said, "We are also worried!"
"This joke is not funny!"
"Stop talking nonsense, what exactly does Lord Downton mean?"
"Yes, if he wants money before he is willing to help, give him a certain amount and we will never bargain!"
The businessmen felt that Downton should have a way to retreat from the enemy, and that he did not appear now just to take advantage of the opportunity to threaten.
"Who? Downton?"
The steward had a look of astonishment on his face and plucked his ears, "Let me tell you guys, you are too conceited. How can I possibly know the Duke of Downton?"
Alice was stunned and guessed a possibility.
"Okay, several of our business groups have bought your goods. Please be careful about what happens next!"
Several bosses had already lost their temper and just traded the golden tickets without asking the price. The extra money was considered as labor fee.
"Wait, what on earth is going on?"
Looking at the total of three million golden tickets in his hand, the steward was dumbfounded, "Downton? I'm a bastard like me, and I don't think even the concierge is qualified to know him!"
"Miss, this is your fault, you must be content!"
One of the principals had a bad look on his face, thinking they wanted the lion to open his mouth.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Some people were worried that these words would offend Alice and offend her companions, so they quickly smiled.
"The Duke of Downton you are talking about is Master Romeo?"
Alice asked.
"What Romeo? That's the Hand of your King of Frankfurt, the famous Duke of Downton, the rumored boyfriend of Rose of Bavaria!"
"He is still the number one general in the north and the new NATO Speaker!"
"Isn't he good friends with that Barak? Tell him to write a letter quickly and ask for his help!"
The principals were all talking.
Alice was stunned. No wonder these businessmen were so arrogant at the meeting. It turned out to be because of Romeo, no, it was Downton now.
"My God, did you hear me right?"
The steward was so frightened that he peed, and quickly thought about whether he had done anything rude before, and then became extremely excited. If the eldest lady became his lover, wouldn't the Alice family be able to run amok in the country in the future?
Conti, who came over after hearing the commotion, heard this and froze completely. It was ridiculous that he was still thinking about revenge. I'm afraid he wouldn't have a chance in ten lifetimes, right?
The guards following behind looked at each other and left. Conti, a magic user at the peak of judgment, was an unattainable backstage to them, but Downton was an existence that could not be seen even if they looked up. He was
Marshal, you can kill Conti with just one breath.
"Fortunately I didn't offend him!"
The guards were happy but scared, and then decided to assist Alice properly. As for flattering Downton, they never thought about it because they were not qualified at all.
Alice did not receive any payment, but she still conveyed messages to the principals.
"Is something wrong?"
Downton glanced at the eldest lady and continued to study the map.
Plop!
After all, Alice couldn't hold it back. She knelt down and said in a humble tone, "Greetings, your lord!"
"You know everything?" Downton is most afraid of this kind of scene. As a superior, it is really not easy to have a friend. "Get up and sit down!"
Alice opened her lips several times. But thinking about Downton's glorious achievements and rumors, she never dared to speak.
"Are you asking for an audience on behalf of those principals?"
Downton asked rhetorically.
"yes!"
Seeing Juliet coming in with tea, Alice quickly stood up and thanked her. Even if she was a maid of the King's Hand, her status was higher than hers.
"Let them in!"
A group of principals came in. After bowing, they automatically stood aside, let alone sit down. They didn't even dare to take a breath, and they all lowered their eyebrows.
This scene made Alice sit on pins and needles, and she realized more clearly how powerful Downton's power was!
"Do you want to live, or do you want to die together holding the goods?"
Downton straightened up and glanced at everyone's faces.
"Sir, the tax we pay to the free trade zone every year is no less than 50 million, you may abandon us!"
The bosses cried.
"Shut up and answer the question!"
As soon as Juliet opened her mouth, the bosses felt their necks tighten. The maid had killed someone in the morning, which really frightened them.
"Without the goods, we will die too!"
The bosses are all desperate.
"Then go to hell!"
Downton frowned.
"No, I choose to live!"
As soon as the clever boss heard this, he knew that Downton might have an idea, so he quickly spoke.
"Sir, please stop making fun of us. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Soon, the principals knelt on the ground and kowtowed their heads loudly. If it hadn't been for Downton's identity, they would have given him gold coins and beautiful women.
"We have gathered together more than 3,000 guards, which is quite a force. The reason why we are passive now is entirely because of the drag of the caravan!"
Downton observed the expressions of these people, looking for people who would not be half-hearted.
"You mean to throw the goods to them as bait and let's take the opportunity to escape?"
"Idiot, your intention is to use the goods to stop the robbers, and then we will wait for the opportunity to harass them until they are defeated!"
There was someone in charge who was talented and guessed what Downton was thinking.
"You're not bad. Are you interested in working at the royal court in Frankfurt?"
Downton smiled.
"I am willing to die for my lord!"
The chief who was named was stunned for a moment, then knelt down and thanked him with great joy in his heart. Being an official was much better than being the chief in a businessman's house.
What? Earn less? Let’s not talk about the improvement of social status. The black income alone can make people laugh out of their dreams. Just look at the jealous eyes of other bosses and you will know how difficult this position is.
"Very good, the plan is to discard the supplies, gather lightly, and then harass the bandits along the way!" Downton's expression became fierce, "Whoever wants to eat this cake must be prepared to have his teeth broken!"
"But we can't defeat them?"
The boss is worried that these three bandit groups have a reputation for being vicious, and with everyone's protective power, they are no match for them.
"The three bandit groups are not of the same mind. Now they are eager for the other party to reduce their numbers, and then take the opportunity to get more supplies. So don't worry, once the war starts, they will never support each other. As long as there is one bandit group, my men can still do it.
A battle!”
Downton gives everyone reassurance.
The bosses are still worried.
"Hmph, the master doesn't want you to be cannon fodder, but to pick up the slack after the battle. If the master's cavalry regiment hadn't been brought along, I would be surprised if he would use you!"
Juliet rolled her eyes, these people really judge a gentleman with a villain's heart!
The bosses laughed at them and quickly flattered them. (To be continued...)
