Boulder Town held on for the seventh day after the war. Ron, who had always acted as a messenger, was injured and returned to the valley to recuperate. Felix, who went to Tyniec County with his entourage to report the battle situation and results to the county governor, Viscount Pierre, came back. With him came several county officials and soldiers who came to verify the war achievements, and of course some of the commendation materials and weapons and ammunition that Viscount Pierre gave to Art in the name of the county governor.
??After Felix arrived in Tyniec, he boasted loudly, claiming that the palace guard knight and patrol officer Art led an army to defeat hundreds of bandits and killed nearly a hundred ruthless bandits. The leader of the bandits was the leader, and the rest of the bandits were also beheaded.
Such words were true and false. In addition, Felix did bring a lot of bandit heads. News of the great victory in suppressing bandits in the county spread more and more. At first, some people did not believe that hundreds of people were repelled and nearly a hundred were killed. However, soon after, dozens of miles of southern trade roads were lined with bandit heads, and now the entire Tyniec County was boiling.
In the military tent, Felix spat and talked about the scene where the county people cheered when he publicized the battle against bandits in Tyniec County, "Brother-in-law, this time your reputation will be ruined." The news has spread throughout the county of Tynets, and the people in the county call you "The Leader". Viscount Pierre also said that he will report Tynets' achievements in suppressing bandits to the court of Besançon. By then, your name may spread throughout the country. "
For Tyniec County, which was ravaged by bandits, it was indeed a great achievement to defeat hundreds of bandits and defeat nearly a hundred bandit soldiers at one time. However, such achievements must be verified before the county dared to report them to the palace. It was not a trivial matter to lie about military merit. Therefore, after receiving Art's report of victory, Viscount Pierre immediately selected a county official and took a few soldiers to go south to verify the military exploits.
??Art rubbed his hands and told Felix: "Go and tell Odo and ask him to prepare some delicious food and drinks for the county officials who come to inspect. After they have eaten and drank enough, he will take them to inspect the battlefield and count the heads."
At noon, Odo ordered his people to prepare a sumptuous table of food and wine for the county officials and soldiers who came to check their military merit. When the officials and soldiers were half drunk, Odo handed the leading official a few small silver coins. The merit checker took a look at the blood-stained battlefield outside the camp and asked someone for some details of the battle. It took less than an hour for the military merit inspection mission to be over. After all, the heads of bandits on the trade road were standing there. There were two heads every mile, so it was easy to calculate.
In the afternoon, the well-fed and drunk county examiner rejected Odo's enthusiastic stay, and left Boulder Town with the conclusion that his record was true. What awaited Art would be the reward from the palace after Tinets reported it.
And the reputation of "Owl Leader" Art is spreading more and more widely in the county...
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"The leader! I think it's better to kill his own head. What's the big deal in scaring off a few bandits who are not much stronger than serfs."
In the Winchester Manor Manor in the south of Tyniec County, the new owner of the manor, the knight of the palace guard Dean, walked around in the lord's official room.
Old Dean, a lean and lean businessman wearing a silk robe, sat behind the desk in the room with his eyes closed and meditating.
Seeing that his father was unmoved, Dean continued to shout: "Father, don't you think so, that bastard is just lucky."
Old Dean opened his eyes and scolded softly: "You are still in your twenties and still can't hold your breath, sit down."
Dean sat down obediently with his head hanging down.
After a while, Old Dean's voice rang out: "I asked you to send someone to inquire about that caravan. Do you have any news?"
hip "The news came back. Our people have seen that caravan in the west. They have not been engaged in southern goods trade since we seized their goods in Besançon. "After the people we bribed attacked their caravan last time, these cowardly bastards didn't even dare to leave the Tinets trade route. Now they are said to be helping that old guy Sap Galvin transport goods." Dean replied with disdain. He felt that after the lessons in the Besan pine and birch forests, Art's caravan had completely given up.
But after all, the big businessman Old Dean has been ups and downs in the business world for many years and is very scheming. He knows that in the face of such huge interests, his opponents will never give up easily. There must be turbulent waves hidden behind the tranquility.
“Do you think your opponent has given up?” Old Dean asked.
Dean looked confident, "What else? How much ability can a bastard from a pariah background have."
Old Dean saw that his son did not think deeply about what he said and did, and he suddenly became angry and yelled: "Stupid! Do you really think that Art has surrendered? Can you use your brain? He has been thinking about it recently. Why would he pursue the bandits all the way north along the southern trade route and eliminate the bandits? Just look at what he did in the south and you can tell that his intentions are not small. Have you not noticed that the number of southern goods traders coming to Tyniec has recently been imposed on us? Do you think he just wants to extort our money to make him angry? "
"The number of traders selling southern goods has been cut off because bandits have become too rampant recently, and those black-robed dogs are fighting everywhere. Who dares to take the precious southern goods on the southern trade road. Besides, that bastard caravan has never dealt in southern goods anymore, and now it even dares not go along the Tinets trade road. Doesn't this mean we have surrendered to us?" Dean was unconvinced.
"That's why people are clenching their fists! Once he clears both sides of the southern trade route, he will definitely resume the southern goods trade, not to mention that now he has become Sarp Galvin's son-in-law. Although Galvin that softie will not get involved in the southern goods trade on the eastern front, don't forget that Galvin is worth millions. Once that wild wolf gets Galvin's support, we will have to pay a greater price!"
"Dean, please remember, never underestimate your opponent! And your opponent is not a pariah, he is the son of a baron!"
"The son of a deposed baron~" Dean muttered softly.
"The deposed baron is also a baron!" Old Dean became even more angry when he saw that his son was still looking down at others.
Seeing that his father was about to get angry, Dean quickly changed the subject and asked, "Then what should we do now?"
Old Dean also felt that his temper was too great. He took a breath to calm down and said: "First, our caravan going south to purchase goods needs to increase the number of guards. Maybe one day that guy will dare to devour our caravan. If there are more people, he will at least be a little more wary. At the same time, I will also recruit more guards to station in the manor to prevent him from being malicious to Wincheston Manor again. He has done this kind of thing before. ; Second, I will continue to contact the guilds across the north and ask them to isolate the caravan. Even if he can transport the goods to the North, I will leave him nowhere to sell; third, you must continue to let the group of people raised by Lane Manor keep an eye on the bastard for us. Once his caravan passes through the Tinets road, I will intercept and kill him.