I'm not a lord

Chapter 120 The Strange Journey of the Shallows Territory Chief

Lynn never treats unfairly those who are willing to work for him.

Everyone who fights bravely will be rewarded, and those who unfortunately die in battle will receive high pensions.

In addition to material rewards, he also plans to award medals and other honorary certificates in the future.

And as the army expands, he will also design a clear system of military commendation and promotion.

As for now, the size of the army is still too small, so there is no need to make it so complicated.

After the commendation ceremony, Lynn gave all the wild archers a two-week vacation, including little Soward.

They could return to their lowland tribes near the salt mines and bring their families to White Bear.

Lynn had already asked old Albert to prepare a batch of houses and farmland in advance to accommodate these barren people.

As long as both sides fight together, live together, work together, even marry each other and have children, use the same language, and celebrate the same festivals, all barriers can be eliminated.

In order to allow these barbarian archers to return to the tribe as soon as possible, Lin En even lent them fifty, no, forty-nine war horses. Unfortunately, one of the barbarian archers died in the war.

It is more than 60 kilometers from the shallows to the white bear territory, and more than 50 kilometers from the white bear territory to the salt mine. If they just walk, the two-week vacation will not be enough for them.

Traveling with the deserters were twelve shallow ford stewards, including the chief steward Robert.

In the future, Lin En will arrange for the barbarians to move to the Shallow Beach Territory, so that they can get familiar with the place first.

It was the first time that Robert saw living savages.

Although the Shoal Territory had never been invaded by the Savages in history, he knew that a large number of Savages lived in the remote and cold northern wilderness, and that they had invaded the White Bear Territory thirty years ago.

During that war, the Shallows Territory also suffered an unexpected disaster, with several manors being looted by the Duke's court knights.

Robert had no idea that Baron White Bear actually had an army of barbarians under his command.

Don’t these barbarians have a blood feud with the Northern Kingdom?

How long has this baron been in White Bear Territory, yet he's already tamed a bunch of barbarians to work for him?
What surprised Robert even more was that the leader of this group of barbarians actually understood the common language of the continent and even rode the black warhorse that originally belonged to Henrik!
Henryk had spent a full 120 Northern Gold Shields to purchase this high-quality warhorse from the Dukedom of the Grassland from a horse merchant.

Young Thorward, clad in mail armor and with a longsword at his waist, sat astride a handsome black horse. He patted his chest and said proudly, "Isn't my horse handsome? It was given to me personally by the Baron! He even praised me as the bravest warrior in the army!"

A warhorse worth one hundred and twenty gold shields is just a reward?
And you gave it to a barbarian boy?
Robert finally understood why the barbarians were willing to work for the Baron.

If the baron was willing to give this mount to his youngest son who had dreams of becoming a knight, then the baron would surely have another warrior under his command who would swear allegiance to him until death.

Robert couldn't help but ask, "Do you know how much this horse is worth?"

"How many?"

"One hundred and twenty gold shields!" Robert thought that this number would make the young man from the wilderness drop his jaw in shock.

"Is it expensive?"

But little Soward just blinked. He obviously didn't have much idea about money.

"It's not a question of whether it's expensive or not. Last year, 120 gold shields could buy 90,000 kilograms of rye in Qiantanling! 90,000!" Robert changed the statement to be more understandable.

"Nine hundred and ninety thousand?"

Young Thorward was obviously shocked by this number. He counted on his fingers for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He said in a daze, "Ninety thousand kilograms of rye. How long will it take the lowland tribe to dig salt mines to exchange for so much food?"

Xiao Suo finally realized how expensive the warhorse under his crotch was.

It seems that the lowland tribes could not afford to buy this warhorse even if they worked hard to dig salt for a whole month.

Robert caught the key words and asked hurriedly, "Wait, what do you mean by salt?" Little Thorward said without hesitation, "Salt? Isn't salt what we lowland tribes are digging? We can use salt to exchange for rye from adults."

After hearing this, Robert pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart was like a raging storm.

The White Bear Territory in the north actually discovered a salt mine!
Regent Flora's guess was absolutely correct!
That's why Baron White Bear blocked the territory and robbed the envoys!
No wonder the price of salt sold by merchants in the shallows has dropped!

The cause of this war is this salt mine!

Right, all right!
Robert felt that all the doubts in his mind had been answered in the most reasonable way.

It feels so good, like my stomach, which has been constipated for two weeks, is finally relieved.

But Robert realized something was wrong in an instant, and his face changed suddenly.

Why did the Baron arrange for me to travel with the barbarians?

Why did the Baron let me know these secrets?

Does the Duke know that White Bear owns a salt mine?

It seems like I'm involved in a huge conspiracy?

Robert suddenly turned his head and looked at the little Thorward beside him, but found that the eyes of this young man from the wilderness were still simple.

Little Thorward even noticed his abnormality and asked considerately:
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to stop and rest for a while?"

"No, that's not necessary. I just caught a cold last night."

Robert quickly waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, but his originally neat mushroom head gradually became messy.

A day and a half later, Robert, full of thoughts, arrived at the White Bear Territory.

Looking back on what had happened in the past few months, he was convinced that he was involved in a conspiracy.

If the Duke knew about this salt mine, there would be no need for the Baron of White Bear Territory to attack the envoy, let alone block the several external exits of Shoal Territory.

But what’s the use of knowing this?
He is the chief steward of Qiantan, and his entire family is controlled by the lord. How can he escape?

The one who received the stewards of the Shallow Beach Territory was Old Albert, the chief steward of the White Bear Territory.

"The master has already instructed me to show you the farming techniques of White Bear Territory."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

Facing Old Ai, who was of similar age and position to him, Robert suppressed his surprise and gave a professional smile.

But he felt differently. Who doesn't know how to farm?

Over the past few decades, the per-acre yield in your White Bear Territory has been worse than that in the Shallows Territory, and the quality of your rye is not as good as that in the Shallows Territory. Every grain merchant who passed by said so.

But soon Robert experienced shock again.

Old Albert led the Shoal Leader study group into a serf village.

Brand new stone farmhouses stood on both sides of the road. The dirt roads in the village were smooth, clean and odorless. Dried meat and fish were hung outside the farmhouses, making him feel as if he was in a small city, even cleaner and more standardized than the cities he had imagined.

Robert had been to Trois-Rivières. Although the city was of astonishing size, all kinds of feces could be seen everywhere on the roads. It was far less clean than the village in front of him.

When he arrived at the field, he saw a heavy plow speeding across the field. It plowed the land as smoothly as cutting butter.

"White Bear Leader, what exactly happened?"

(End of this chapter)