"Narant, you don't need to take these girls with you!" After Narant had changed into his dress and was about to summon Vivian, Shirley and other girls, the two guys immediately stopped him.
Narant rolled his eyes. Looking at the posture, he finally understood why the two guys were dressed so showily. They were obviously preparing to engage in HS.
In the end, Nalant followed the two of them out of the camp with only his personal guards.
The three of them were riding tall horses, surrounded by the camps of other counts on both sides. Walking on the main road in the middle, it felt like they had entered a market.
In particular, many of the nobles' guards were newly recruited serfs, and the nobles did not have strict control over their subordinates. There was no military discipline at all.
As a result, not to mention the temperament of a guard, once he put on the shabby coarse linen clothes and the unkempt appearance after traveling for more than ten days, he looked as if he had arrived at the main altar of the Beggar Clan.
As the flow of people moved forward, Nalant and the others soon arrived at the center of the camp.
There is a very large open space here, the size of four or five football fields. What is surprising is that at this moment, the place is crowded and noisy.
Because, a market has actually formed here, with caravans everywhere.
While walking, the noises of soldiers on both sides were intertwined with the shouts of vendors. What surprised Narant even more was that he actually saw many women in thin clothes posing on the side of the road and firing electricity at pedestrians.
"Haha, Narant has never seen it before!" Boris looked at Narant's surprised expression and Rael couldn't help laughing.
"There is actually a flesh and blood business here?"
Narant recalled that in some Western works from his previous life, when the army was at war, caravans followed behind to do business, especially the skin and flesh business, which was particularly popular.
Originally Narant thought it was artistic processing, but now it seems that he is ignorant.
"Haha! That's right, Nalant, these caravans come from all over the continent and come to the Fire Dragon Fortress to gather every autumn, and they will follow us to the Northern Principality in the future!"
"Of course, they are only responsible for business and do not participate in any war. No matter whether we win or lose, it will not affect their business!"
After hearing this, Nalant nodded, and then silently muttered in his heart, "I take back what I said when I just arrived!".
At that time, he also said that this looked like a battlefield, but it seemed that he was too naive, and the fun here was more exciting than on the road.
At least in Tulip City there is no such thing as soliciting customers in public. Basically it is done in some small courtyards.
However, after thinking about it, he felt that it was normal. In any world, war means making a fortune for someone, especially in a feudal society with backward military discipline.
Every time you capture a city or territory, it means a big harvest.
Most of it was taken away by the lords and nobles, leaving some leftovers for the guards, but this was also a considerable fortune.
With wealth, the guards who have never enjoyed it will definitely not be able to resist the temptation, and they will start spending in revenge.
In this way, these caravans can definitely make money and earn money.
Moreover, if you think about it, those who can do this kind of business basically have a good background.
Even if you come from a small principality, it is inextricably related to the royal family of the small principality.
Therefore, as long as they remain neutral, the two major principalities should not cause trouble for them. After all, the enemy is currently approaching and if they clean up these caravans, it is very likely that the smaller principalities will fall into the arms of dealing with them.
"Haha, let's go, Nalant. This is just a place for ordinary guards to spend money. If we go further, that's where all the nobles will gather!"
"There will be at least two markets like this in the Grand Earl's residence, and we are just one of them!"
Boris and Rael were obviously familiar with the places in this camp. They tapped the horse's belly with their legs, and they quickly led Narant through the crowd and headed to the center of the market.
Sure enough, when we arrived at the center of the market, the flow of people immediately decreased.
Shops supported by bamboo poles and white tarpaulins appeared in front of them. There were no more than two types of shops. One was a restaurant, and the other was a tavern.
Of course, depending on the situation, the tavern and restaurant are not separated. Nobles can find tables and chairs to sit at wherever they like, and scantily clad attendants will naturally come to serve them.
At this moment, the tavern and shops were full of people, all of them were nobles in gorgeous clothes. While they were chatting and laughing, many of them had charming and sexy girls in their arms.
In addition, there is a simple platform made of wooden frames in the center of these tables and chairs, and several dancers are dancing hard on it.
"Three young gentlemen, I don't know what they need. This small shop has the best beer, juice, and barbecue delicacies!"
"Bring us three kilograms of barbecue, various specialties, and wine..."
"Boris, forget about the wine, just drink mine!" Nalant waved his hand directly after hearing this.
"Hehe, okay, I've cost you money again, Nalant!" Boris smiled happily when he heard this, and immediately said to the attendant, "Then just bring in more of your special delicacies!"
"Yes, young master. By the way, young master, besides these, do you need any additional services? We have beauties from all the principalities here!" the female attendant asked in an extremely seductive manner.
"Of course, I will pick three good ones for you. If you are not satisfied, don't blame me for being angry!" Before Nalant could say anything, Boris waved his arm and spoke domineeringly.
"Okay, giggle, three young gentlemen, I guarantee that you will be satisfied!" After saying that, the maid walked away with a coquettish smile.
"Narant, look at those people, none of them are served by beauties, so don't refuse. Even if you don't plan to do anything, it's still good to ask them to pour you wine!" Boris knew that Narant was very good in this regard.
Self-discipline, I immediately advised him.
"By the way, isn't that Billy Lane who participated in the competition with you? Narant, did you see the way he was hugging him from left to right, so don't worry too much, Miss Stella will not come to this kind of place,
You will never know about this."
When Narant heard this, he actually met Billy Lane, the same one who even had to go to Jumbo Pavilion to customize the packaging box at the last birthday celebration.
At this moment, Billy Lane was hugging each other and was very happy.
Of course, Nalant is not afraid of Stella knowing, but he just has a little mental disorder and is not very interested in buses.
However, he was not prepared to explain anything.
Immediately, he just sat and chatted with Boris and others.
It didn't take long for broth, barbecue, various meat skewers, fruit salad and other delicacies to be delivered.
However, the three beauties that Boris wanted to accompany him were the ones who needed to wait for a while because the business was too busy. I heard that the caravan had already sent people to another market to mobilize.
It is said that this caravan has an extraordinary origin, and it has opened businesses in the two markets in the military station.
Narant naturally had no objection, and although Boris and Rey were a little unhappy, they had nothing to do.
Nalant waved to the guards at the side, and one of the guards immediately took a jug of wine from Bai Long.
Narant knew that these guys would ask him to drink, so he was prepared for it.
At that moment, with the wine in hand, a few people began to drink freely.
"Hey, is this a magical beast horse?"
"It seems to be a real magical beast horse. Is His Majesty the King here too?"
"How is it possible? How could His Majesty the King come here! Also, His Majesty the King's magical beast horse is brown, but it is not completely white!"
"Then why is there a Warcraft horse here? Are there other nobles who own Warcraft horses? This is incredible!"