"Sorry, Miss Natasha, these horses are really not mine, and even if they are mine, I have no intention of selling them!" After listening to Natasha's words, Nalant was naturally not moved, and immediately spread his hands and started again expressed refusal.
"Okay!" Seeing Nalant's firm attitude, Natasha stopped insisting.
Natasha was not angry either. Instead, she put on her charming smile again and said to Nalant rather ambiguously, "Of course, if Sir Nalant changes his mind, you can come to me at any time. I will be at Frank's office in the back." It’s easy to find in the team!”
"Besides, if Sir Narante is not free during the day, you can also come to me at night. He is free at any time!"
"Sir Narant, you'd better bring some wine. I can drink with you!"
Saying that, pay it forward until the end.
After saying that, Natasha stood up and left the camp without waiting for Nalant's answer. Before leaving, she even winked at Nalant rather ambiguously.
Watching Natasha leave, Nalant was a little dazed. Was he being teased?
"hiss!"
But at the next moment, Nalant suddenly felt a pain in his arm, as if someone had pinched him.
Looking down, he saw a fair and slender hand retracting quickly.
When Nalant raised his head and looked at Stella, the initiator, Stella's expression was calm, as if the white and delicate hands before were not hers.
"What's wrong? Nalant?" Stella looked at Nalant with a cold expression.
"No...nothing..." Nalant was speechless. If his arm hadn't still hurt, he would have thought he was hallucinating.
Stella nodded after hearing this, and then changed the topic nonchalantly, "Nalant, you are right not to sell these war horses. Excellent war horses are rare, especially such a large number of well-trained and excellent war horses!"
"Of course, if you really don't need so much and want to sell it, you can also sell it to our Tulip family. The price... won't be lower than that of the Frank family!"
"Okay, Stella, little... Stella!" Nalant nodded and added the title of young lady smoothly. However, in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly saw Stella's beautiful eyes glaring, and he quickly stopped. call. "
Seeing Nalant like this, Stella finally smiled with satisfaction. Suddenly she thought of something, paused and continued: "By the way, Nalant, how much wine do you have here?"
"Wine? There's probably one more barrel. What's wrong, Stella?" Nalant replied subconsciously.
"My father said the wine tastes great! I want to buy some from you. Can you sell me all this barrel of wine?"
Nalant's expression froze. Is this because your father likes to drink, or is it due to other reasons?
But looking at Stella's burning eyes, Nalant said helplessly, "Stella... Since the Earl likes it, then give it to the Earl to drink! No need to buy it!"
"Well, thank you Nalant, I'll go find your cook now and take the wine away later!"
"Okay...ok..."
Immediately, Stella drank the wine that the maid poured for her, and took the lingering fragrance to where Shirley, Rose and others were.
"What a suffering!" Nalant shook his head, feeling that the woman affected his speed of drawing the sword. Well, the rich woman also affected him.
"Why are you two looking at me like this? Eat and drink quickly. Didn't you hear what Stella said? There will be no wine for you after today!" When Narant looked at Boris and Rael again.
Finding the two guys staring at him with big eyes and small eyes, he urged them rather angrily.
Boris and Rey rolled their eyes, and Boris said gloomily: "I...we can't eat any more!"
The dog food has been fed, so where can I still have the appetite?
…
Time turned and it came to the early morning of the next day.
After a night's rest, the Agate Principality army set out again.
I have to say that the Northern Principality chose the ambush location very well this time, because as soon as they left this valley, they reached the real Northern Principality territory.
As far as the eye can see in this territory, the hills have become sparse and there are endless wilderness everywhere.
It seems that in this northern principality, any mountains and hills have become precious.
In this way, it would be difficult to completely annihilate the cavalry team in these open fields.
After entering the border of the Northern Principality, the large troops moved faster.
After yesterday's battle in the valley, the number of rangers in the Northern Principality was sharply reduced, especially the team sent out by the king and several earls to chase them.
Almost all the more than 1,500 ordinary cavalry who escaped had been killed and captured.
As for the Bach commander and the remaining direct cavalry.
Because they had horses to ride on, they were lucky enough to escape.
Of course, Nalant didn't know these things, and he didn't go to Bernard to ask.
Even several of Nalant's direct cavalry prisoners are still in Bernard's hands today.
Because Bernard needs to borrow some information and see if he can collect some of the movements of the Northern Principality this autumn.
Bernard had promised Nalant that although these direct cavalry would be tortured to a certain extent, they would never cause serious injury or death.
So Narant said nothing.
Next, follow the big army all the way forward.
Perhaps it was because the nobles and commoners of the Northern Principality were accustomed to autumn wars, so they did not see anyone during their march.
They have been marching continuously in the Northern Principality for a day and a half.
At noon the next day, they finally arrived at a noble territory in the southernmost part of the Northern Principality.
When their team entered the town, the town had become deserted, so all the serfs and civilians had fled.
Many minor nobles rushed into the surrounding houses with their men, and finally they all came out cursing.
"There is nothing. What I took away this year is cleaner than last year!"
"That's right, there aren't even any clay pots left. This year is probably the earliest year for harvest in the Northern Principality. What a bad luck!"
As many minor nobles cursed, Narant also learned from Boris.
In fact, the harvest of the Autumn Expedition is often linked to the maturity time of crops in the northern principality.
If the crops in the land mature late, the serfs in the Northern Principality must wait until the wheat crops are mature and harvested before they can start to escape.
And because time is tight, sometimes there must be a lot of things that cannot be taken away in time.
Even if the Agate Principality team moves faster, they can catch up with some serf teams on the road and capture both people and goods.
As for this year's situation, it seems that the harvest in the Northern Principality is relatively early, so the serfs not only have enough time to harvest the wheat crops, but can even take away all their belongings calmly, and then run to the count's city for refuge.
"Boris, according to what you said, where did the gains of the nobles come from during the Autumn Expedition? Didn't it be said a few days ago that the Autumn Expedition team had never breached the Earl's city in previous years?" Nalant was very confused. The little nobles They have already gone to seek refuge, even the serfs have gone to seek refuge, so what the heck are they recruiting?
Do you want to be lonely?
"Hey, Narant, you didn't know this! Little nobles can run, but their castles can't run. I'll take you to see them later!" Boris chuckled.
Immediately, the team of 100,000 people temporarily stopped in this small town and began to bury pots for cooking.
Boris, on the other hand, took Nalant to learn more.
