Snorri's heart skipped a beat, and Lelan, who was loading his musket, raised his head when he heard the sound. It turned out that Marcus led the two waiters in.
The waiter brought two wooden trays filled with barbecued meat and a barrel of ale. Seeing the gun in Lailan's hand and the gunpowder-smelling atmosphere in the private room, the two waiters were a little nervous.
"Get a sample gun for our human friends to test!" Snorri ordered. Tommy agreed and took out a steel plate from his bag.
"Standard plate armor steel!" Snorri raised his middle finger and flicked it, and the steel plate made a dull "thud!" sound. Snorri then handed it to Lelan.
"Well, it is indeed good steel!" Lailan broke it off and asked the guard behind him to hang the steel plate on the wall of the private room.
"Marcus, try it!" He said as he handed the loaded thunder gun to the human who had just returned.
By the light of the oil lamp in the room, Snorri saw that this human was wearing hunting attire. He was probably a hunter-turned-marksman.
Marcus took the gun and adjusted it slightly. He raised his hand and squinted his eyes. As he pulled the trigger, he heard a "bang!" and the bullet hit the steel plate.
The human guard removed the steel plate and handed it back to Lailan. Looking at the gun holes above, Marcus and Lailan nodded slightly at each other.
"Come on, come on! Let's talk while eating. After a while, the barbecue will not taste so good after it cools down!" As he said, Lailan made a gesture of invitation, and the two guards also sat down.
Snorri agreed with this. Business can be discussed at any time, but meals must be eaten on time.
After drinking for three rounds, they got back to the topic.
"Dear elder, you have also noticed my situation. The Border Prince Territory is really not a rich place." Knight Lelan spoke.
"I know something about this," Snorri said with a nod. "That place is very complicated in terms of politics and natural environment, and it can be regarded as a treasure land for gold diggers." Snorri answered, but he did not follow it completely.
"This vast wilderness is home to many small human kingdoms, founded by ambitious adventurers who sought to have their own power. However, many times, these adventurers were usually from the Empire, Bretonnia, and Ki Political or religious refugees in Slev and other places." Lelan added a few words.
"I established a territory called Skarize, and I have thousands of people under my command." Lelan began to talk about himself.
"That's quite good. Should I call you Archduke Lelan?" Snorri joked.
He knew that the local rulers who claimed these lands were collectively known as the Border Princes, from whom the land was named.
Each prince will rule a small kingdom, which will have an exaggerated duchy title, but in more civilized areas such as Bretonnia, this kingdom is usually difficult to call a knight's fiefdom.
Considering that the largest settlement in the area can only be regarded as a small town in other places in the old world, the strength of the knight Lelan in front of him can be considered a hero in this place.
"A small place is not enough to boast in front of the vast mountains." Knight Lelan said modestly, which made Snorri have a good impression of him, because according to the descriptions of his compatriots, most of the border princes are arrogant. guy.
"The Border Princely Territory is full of dangers. Wars, plagues, and famines have killed many residents before our time. However, this is not over yet." Knight Lelan's eyes turned a little red as he spoke.
"In that place, there is almost no peace among the border princes! The wars between them are very fierce, because the stakes are very small. A prince who loses his duchy can survive a few lucky battles or a lucky one. After the assassination, maybe we can get a new principality." Lailan said and gnawed on a piece of steak.
"As a result, there are many lords there who believe that it is worth doing whatever it takes to gain more power or money. Cautious stalemate and cautious peace are very rare in this area. This makes life here exciting , extremely uneasy."
Among humans, Lailun Xiangbi can be considered an eloquent type, and he can speak in a long paragraph with reasonable evidence.
"But this is nothing but endless suffering for those in power, and for ordinary people! But, I want to change all of this!" Knight Lelan's tone became louder.
Snorri noticed that several of his followers agreed very much with the boss's ideas, and their expressions were not the usual indifference, but had the light of faith.
"So? This doesn't change the fact that our thunder guns are in very short supply right now!" Snorri continued to play the role of a good businessman.
"Here, Karak-Horn, no firearms are sold as long as Lord Aric reigns," Snorri began his analysis.
"Let me think about it, there is also Karak-Copper Mountain Fort that is convenient for you to go to, but the firearms produced there may not be enough for you."
"Who said we have to buy your dwarf muskets?" Marcus, the hunter sitting next to Knight Lelen, shouted.
"I heard that Nunn is a city of gunfire. It's just across the Blackfire Pass from our Skarize Territory!"
"Marcus, shut up!" Seeing that the attendant was going to continue talking, Knight Lelan stopped him.
"This warrior is right, but Nunn is too busy to save himself now." Snorri took a sip of beer to moisten his throat.
"Ever since that idiot Dieter IV gave up his defense and retreated, the majestic city of Nunn has been ravaged by the green-skinned waaagh. Now it is said to be in ruins, but you look down on the erosion they left behind!" Snorri recounted! with the news he knew.
"When our caravan set off, a group of craftsmen happened to set off from the Eternal Peak to help Nun rebuild. The Gunnery Academy optimistically estimates that it will take two or three years to resume production. It wants to increase the output beyond meeting the needs of the empire. I’m afraid it will take five years or more to export the excess!”
Listening to these words, Marcus opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything.
"You also know that although the price of muskets is higher, after one or two months of training, a farmer can become a qualified gunner. But if they want to train archers, they will only let them train them for three to five years. The arrow is stuck in the instep of his foot!" Snorri said roughly, imitating the tone of the elders.
This statement has been proven by countless people, and the humans on the other side cannot refute it.
"Muskets are much better than bows and arrows when dealing with heavily armored units. Although there aren't many people in your area who can afford plate armor, there are quite a few monsters in that wild land!"
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