Throne of the North.

Chapter 26: Transactions between Nobles

"What? The orcs are heading south?"

The one who exclaimed was March Miles. It seemed that his political savvy was indeed very poor and he did not understand the way of confrontation between nobles at all.

The others also had expressions of shock and fear to varying degrees, and even Christian's breathing became slightly faster.

Viscount Miles sighed.

"Raghu, you come too."

Somewhat surprisingly, Rag looked at Ryan kindly. It was obvious that Ryan's counterattack against Miles made Rag the biggest beneficiary in this conversation between nobles.

Viscount Miles still has several development orders in his hands, and perhaps one of them will fall on this person.

There are only interests among the nobles. Rag, who was scolding Ryan just now, now nods to each other as if they are old friends.

If Viscount Miles's manor house gives people a sense of ancient grandeur, then the Viscount's study is truly a complete witness to history.

"I hired a Saint Domain mage to move this study room from the south. Not a single detail was touched during the entire process."

Viscount Miles sat in front of a desk, and Ryan naturally sat on the leather sofa next to him. As for Miles' two sons, they could only stand.

"Baron Ryan, if you have anything to say, say it here."

Viscount Miles is already old, and he doesn't want any accidents to happen in his territory. He just wants to spend this winter in peace.

At this time, Ryan stopped beating around the bush.

"The orcs are indeed moving south, and my soldiers have spotted their scouts."

"Scout?"

Viscount Miles's eyes were sharp, "Orc scouts?"

"Yes."

"Orcs also have scouts?" Christian, standing aside, seemed to want to prove his presence, and spoke in surprise and confusion.

Ryan smiled as he looked at the eldest son of the Viscount, who would soon become Viscount Miles.

"Among the orc tribes, the strong and wise orcs all have their own military knowledge. Even if their fighting methods have not changed much, they still have eyes like scouts."

Christian's face darkened. He felt that Ryan was saying that he was not smart enough.

"Baron Ryan, please tell me which orc group it is."

Rag spoke up. He knew that he had already torn his relations with other competitors of the family. For the sake of the development order, he certainly didn't want to fall behind.

"How much do you think this is worth, Mr. County Magistrate?"

Ryan looked at Viscount Miles.

"I will give you two months' worth of food for a thousand men. This way, your frozen land territory should be able to survive this winter."

Viscount Miles looked at Ryan and said:
"Besides that, you are not allowed to tell anyone else this news."

Ryan shook his head.

"not enough."

"Twenty-five thousand kilograms of food. Lord Viscount, please don't tell me how many people it takes to feed. Those slaves can only eat once every three days, so should they be included in the calculation?"

"Besides that, I also want war horses, one hundred war horses sent from the south."

"Baron Ryan, you are too greedy."

Viscount Miles looked at Ryan coldly. "No, my information must be worth more than the money."

"Twenty thousand kilograms of food, fifty war horses, and the remaining fifty horses, I can make the Imperial Chamber of Commerce reserve fifty horses for you in the spring of next year."

"Not enough, Lord Viscount. We need 20,000 catties of food and 100 war horses. Not a single one can be missing."

Ryan was unwilling to make any further concessions, because the price of buying war horses from the Imperial Chamber of Commerce had already skyrocketed.

"Baron Ryan, I hope you can correctly understand the value of one hundred war horses."

If there were no wars among gods, the price of war horses would not be too high. In fact, in many territories, war horses are just a name in times of war. In normal times, they are even used to pull goods and plow fields.

But after the Pan-Plane War of the Gods, the name of the war horse became different from that of other horses.

After the war of gods, a large number of extraordinary legions appeared, the quality of war rose sharply, and the specifications of the soldiers had to be at least as strong as an apprentice knight.

These trainee knights wore metal armor, while the more powerful official knights and bronze knights wore full body metal armor along with their horses.

Such a weight would be impossible to carry if it were not a specially trained war horse.

For example, the Empire's heavy cavalry corps has a total of only 10,000 people, but the weight of each person, including armor and equipment, on the warhorse is more than a thousand pounds. Ordinary horses would be crushed even if they could walk a few steps, let alone run.

In short, it is for this reason that the price of war horses has increased from only one or two times higher than that of pack horses to dozens of gold coins in the south and ten times in the Borean Province.

The value of an ordinary peasant's lifetime is equal to the value of a war horse.

"A highland warhorse sells for as much as five or six hundred gold coins in Lingdu County. After it is left in the Imperial Chamber of Commerce, the price may continue to rise."

"But I know that the price that the Viscount paid for the warhorse from the Imperial Chamber of Commerce would definitely not be this amount."

"In the south, a warhorse is only worth seventy or eighty gold coins. After coming to the North Wind Province, those chambers of commerce can only triple or quadruple the price in front of the Viscount. If they go higher, they can't bear the wrath of a noble."

"Two to three hundred gold coins, one hundred horses, twenty to thirty thousand gold coins, this amount should not be a big deal for the Viscount, right?"

In the other dimension, because of the severe winter brought by the Pan-Dimensional War, the Viscount Wittman family, which has been wandering with only four or five hundred people for hundreds of years, still has thousands of gold coins in their hands.

And in the North Wind Province, for Viscount Miles who occupies an entire county and has countless mineral resources under his control, are 20,000 or 30,000 gold coins really a lot?
You know, the Empire had a policy of not collecting taxes from the nobles of the Northern Province for the first ten years.

"Seventy horses. I can only give you seventy horses. That's the number. If you can't accept it, I will arrange for someone to find those orc scouts myself."

In the end, the transaction between the two nobles was completed with 20,000 kilograms of grain and 70 war horses.

Ryan believed that this news would allow Viscount Miles to earn several times more gold coins from other nobles and the entire Lingdu County.

Later, when he heard about the black goat people, Miles's face became extremely ugly.

The same thing happened to Christian next to him.

"This Viscount, it seems that you have had contact with the Black Goat People tribe before."

Ryan thought about it in his mind, but he still wisely stood up and said goodbye.

As a standard noble, even if Viscount Miles of the Miles family died now and most of the other Miles died, it would be impossible for them to owe Ryan the wealth from those transactions.

After leaving the Viscount's manor, Ryan and his men came to the streets where the empire's chambers of commerce were located.

Apart from Viscount Miles's manor, this is the widest street in the entire Lingdu City, because there will be various ox carts and horse carriages passing by.

Of course, that is not the scene you see in winter.

In these chambers of commerce today, they don’t sell things, they only collect them.

(End of this chapter)