My Empire War Game

"You mean that Owen is in contact with your subordinates? Want you to mix with him?" Su Lun took an iron stick and skewered a sturgeon on the campfire. The delicious sturgeon was smeared with Suren. The special seasoning exudes a seductive fragrance when it is grilled on the flame.

Johnson swallowed secretly, and forcibly moved his gaze away from the scented sturgeon that had been roasted on the outside and inside. "Yes, when we were with his caravan before, he proposed Let us **** with him, but I refused."

　　 "Good drying." Su Lun blew the grilled fish, and then bit into the fattest fish belly. The special seasoning and the sweet and smooth fish are mixed together, which brings top enjoyment to the taste buds.

　　 "Guru." There was a voice of swallowing saliva next to him.

　　 "Give you the seasoning, bake it yourself and don't be an eyesore." Su Lun took out a small bottle of seasoning from his pocket and threw it to Johnson.

　　 "Thank you!" Johnson caught the vial in a panic, took the vial carefully and smelled it, then grinned at Suren and left excitedly.

　　 Two mouthfuls of three wiped out the grilled fish in his hands. Su Lun rubbed his belly with satisfaction, took a few sips of ale next to him, and then burped comfortably.

　　 After dinner, Suren asked Johnson to summon the barbarian warriors for a short meeting, and then wandered back to sleep, completely turning a blind eye to Owen's small movements.

　　 Originally, Owen was worried that Su Lun would come to him, so he prepared a set of rhetoric, but to his surprise, Su Lun did not respond. This made Owen a little uncertain, but he still did not give up recruiting the barbarians. After learning about the rewards Sullen gave to the barbarians, he doubled the number of rewards and continued to lobby. There were no other titles at all. Mentioned.

Unexpectedly, he succeeded this time. The barbaric buns he ignored yesterday actually agreed to his solicitation, but although he agreed to solicit, he still needs Suren to take these barbaric warriors away. Agreed, but this is not a problem in Irving’s view.

　　As the steward of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce, he is not an ordinary businessman. You must know that what he does is involved in the arms trade. Will it be an ordinary businessman who can do the arms trade since ancient times? The owner of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce is the Marquis of Krisman, and he also has inextricable connections with the royal family. Otherwise, where did the centaur tribes in the Thunder Knights of the Empire come from?

　　 With the royal family and one of the Four Marquis as the backstage, he did not believe that Sulun, a pioneering nobleman, would dare not give him face. So after confirming that the barbarian warriors agreed with his recruitment, Owen came to discuss with Sullen as soon as possible.

　　 "What are you talking about? You want me to let the barbarian warriors go?" Su Lun patted the table with an angry expression, as if he was ready to do it in the next second.

"Your Excellency Su Lun, I know that this matter will cause you great losses, so I am willing to compensate for your losses." Owen's calm expression showed the noble etiquette to the fullest, as if he was the one. A true nobleman.

　　 Owen patted the palm of his hand lightly, and a valet behind him stepped forward, put the black wooden box in his hand on the table between the two, and then stepped back respectfully.

　　 "Your Excellency Suren, as long as you agree to let those barbarian warriors who are willing to leave, the five hundred Kinnars here are the support of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce for your pioneering territory."

　　 Talking, Owen gently opened the wooden box, revealing a box full of Kinnals. Su Lun did not speak, and reached out and grabbed a handful of Kinnar. The heavy texture, the cold temperature, and the gleaming golden brilliance, the lovely Kinnars were so alluring.

"It seems that you have already made a decision." Owen said with a smile, like Mu Chunfeng, sneer in his heart, another short-sighted nobleman, it seems that this territory will not last long. When the city came, it became a ruin again.

　　 When was the last time such a thing happened? Did it come two years ago or three years ago? What happened to the territory later, it seems that there is no trace at all. Now think about it, the head of the nobleman's grave is three feet high.

　　 "I refuse!" Kinnar slipped from his hand and fell into the box again, and there was a pleasant metal crash.

　　 "What?" Owen looked at the young nobleman in surprise, obviously not expecting that Su Lun would reject him.

　　 "Ding Dong Ding Dong!" Kinnal's impact sounded in his ears.

Su Lun said solemnly: "Those barbarians are my personal guard. How many **** winds and corpses have they accompany me through the battlefield? Carrying countless blood and glory, they are my most trusted comrades in arms. My closest companion, my brother to death, do you understand?"

　　 "You have to add money!"

　　 "Add another thousand Kinnars, plus two carts of grain." Owen took a few deep breaths, forced to stabilize his emotions, and then his eyes flashed with contempt.

　　 "Deal!" Su Lun slapped the table and said very readily, "But I want cash for 1,500 jinnars, and the things must be delivered to me today, otherwise the transaction is invalid!"

　　 "Yes." Owen directly agreed, and he didn't bargain with Su Lun anymore. He didn't want to stay here for a quarter of an hour.

　　 Not long afterwards, Owen sent his subordinates to deliver the promised Kinnar and supplies. He didn't even bother to perfuse the noble manners, and left his territory with the caravan and seventeen barbarian warriors.

　　 Once again harvested 1,500 Kinnars and 2,000 catties of grain, Sulun was in a very good mood, not caring about Owen's attitude at all, and personally sent the caravan out of the territory.

There are 1,500 Kinnars in his hand. Suren doesn’t plan to keep it. The money won’t work in his hands. Although his territory is developing well, but the population is too small, he plans to buy some ordinary slaves. Let them farm for themselves.

　　The price of this kind of serf is not high, and one serf can buy two jinnars. This time he is going to buy 500 serfs at once, and the remaining 500 jinnars are used to buy food.

　　 Of course, he wouldn't leave the territory now. Without him, he would be sitting in the territory. Who knows if the jackal will rebel and the monsters in the wilderness will take the opportunity to attack, so he can only let his men go.

The candidate was the former mercenary leader, Gene. Su Lun also just discovered that this timid mercenary leader is actually also a talent. After officially joining his domain, Su Lun discovered that there was a transaction on Gene’s attribute panel. 'skill.