Throne of the North.

Chapter 169 Keen sense of smell

In this way, under the leadership of Ryan, the nobles of Lingdu County agreed to start exchanges within their respective territories.

But they still don’t quite understand.

"Baron Ryan, in our territory, besides growing crops and mining, everyone has these things. What else can we trade?"

Indeed, the reason why the southern nobles said that the nobles in the Northern Wind Province were poor was largely because they had nothing else to offer except iron ore.

"Each territory relies on different geographical environments, so there must be things that the people of other noble territories need. Moreover, even if there are none, through exchanges, those craftsmen and even farmers can also acquire better skills and serve us nobles, right?"

Of course Ryan couldn't possibly say that this was for the purpose of exporting the handmade crops from the Frozen Territory so that he could eat meat while others could only drink soup.

Of course, he knew that most of these noble territories did not have any special products to show off. In this era, the noble territories were more focused on farming.

But Ryan wanted to convert tens of thousands of people in the Frozen Territory into gold coins, which was definitely not something that could be achieved by farming.

Development is not just about reclaiming wasteland internally, but also about opening up to the outside world.

"Exchange can make our territory develop faster. If it develops well, we will naturally have money."

"But apart from that, there is the most crucial point."

Ryan's expression was serious.

"war."

He finally spoke about the topic that these nobles were most concerned about.

"The war in Beifeng Province has started again. In Tieshan County, our noble friends have almost fallen into a situation of all-out war through the end-of-year war mobilization. Spring plowing has not yet arrived. Whether it is Tieshan County or Yinchuan County, they seem to want to end the war before the spring plowing."

"This is a war that will affect the entire Beifeng Province for decades or even hundreds of years to come. We cannot stay out of it."

As soon as Ryan spread, Baron Enzo raised his head.

"Are we still sending troops to Tieshan County this time?"

This is what they did last year. Their slave soldiers received militarized training in that war. After returning to the territory, many of them even became soldier instructors under these nobles, responsible for training soldiers, which can be regarded as a class transition.

In addition to Baron Enzo who had ideas, there was also a baron who looked worried.

"Baron Ryan, we have experienced too many wars, and the young and strong people in the territory have suffered heavy losses. I heard that the Chamber of Commerce will not transport slaves to the North Wind Province this year. The war in the south needs more cannon fodder."

The lack of young and strong people is fatal to a territory and affects all aspects of the territory.

It was also seen as a sign of the aristocracy's decline.

"Don't force this. Each of us has experienced too many wars and too many soldiers have died."

Ryan said, then looked at Baron Enzo.

"This time, we won't go to Tieshan County. Although we won't lose much there, we won't gain anything either."

"For this year's war, I plan to go to Longshan County and Beifeng County. If the war is to end, it will only be on the battlefields of those earls."

"So, this year's war may no longer belong to all of us. The nobles in Lingdu County will decide whether to send troops to participate based on their resources."

"Risks and rewards coexist. If we want to achieve greater glory than our fathers, we must work hard."

Ryan's words made the nobles look a little strange. Did he include himself?
In this year's war, Ryan no longer planned to drag an army composed of slaves. He only wanted the elite troops. After all, in a battlefield like that, slaves who couldn't even get enough food could not form any combat effectiveness at all.

When facing the extraordinary army, they can only be slaughtered.

If you want to achieve victory, time is very important, so naturally there is no extra time to train those slave soldiers.

The nobles gradually left, they needed to think about the pros and cons of this matter, but Baron Hatton, as a neighbor, stayed until the end. "Lian, didn't you ask me to help you understand the affairs of the Andara Kingdom last year? My relatives in the south have already sent a letter."

Lord Hatton said solemnly:
"The old king of Andara can no longer suppress the nobles under him. The royal family now only has a supernatural army of less than 3,000 people. Now within the Andara Kingdom, the most powerful supernatural army is the Light Griffin Army of Grand Duke McReynolds who relies on the Griffin Mountains."

Ryan looked surprised. If that was the case, then a lot of things made sense.

In this case, the nobles of the Andara Kingdom will need weapons even more.

Why hasn't Viscount Fragoso's family come to me to buy weapons?

Ryan came back to his senses and suddenly looked at Baron Hatton and asked:
"Has the Chamber of Commerce arrived in Beifeng Province?"

Baron Hatton was able to get news from the southern nobles by delivering letters through the Chamber of Commerce. There was no complete information transmission route between the Empire and the North Wind Province. This was why Ryan's status and reputation in Lingdu County were completely unknown in the south.

"Yes, this year's Chamber of Commerce arrived faster than every year before, and they brought a lot of food this time."

Hutton looked at Ryan. He now knew that Ryan's frozen land territory had a terrible demand for food.

"Now the Chamber of Commerce is all in Flying Wing Canyon. Ryan, you also know that the North Wind Province has started a war, and those Chambers of Commerce are also worried about their safety after entering the province."

“They are in a hurry…”

Ryan captured the information that Baron Hatton said. Every year when the Chamber of Commerce came to the North Wind Province, it was not so cold and the road was easier to travel.

That is March to April.

But this year, it’s only February.

"Mr. Hatton, you might as well send someone to Flying Wing Canyon to ask those chambers of commerce what they want."

Ryan's eyes revealed intelligent thinking, and then he called a maid next to him.

"Go get the weapons from Brock's smithy."

Not long after, Ryan handed the knight's sword in his hand to Baron Hatton.

"When you send someone, take this weapon with you."

"Tell them this is forging from the frozen earth."

Hatton was not stupid. He reacted at this moment and couldn't help but look at Ryan.

"Didn't we have a clear understanding of ourselves in the previous meeting? In the Northern Wind Province, besides the abundant iron ore, what else is there that is worthy of the attention of those chambers of commerce?"

"But finished weapons are very expensive. They can just buy iron ore as they did before and then transport it to the south to use iron smelting technology."

Ryan shook his head and denied Hatton's speculation.

"Mr. Hatton, you forgot one thing."

"time."

Ryan's eyes were deep.

"They don't have much time. Turning iron ore into weapons will waste a lot of their time."

Ryan looked at the sky in the south. The war was not only breaking out in the North Wind Province.

Compared to the war in the Northern Wind Province, the war in the Southern Thousand Lakes Province is countless times more terrifying.

(End of this chapter)