Centaurs were a powerful race in this world. They were born to be cavalry and were good at raising horses and archery. Centaur longbows were very famous in the human world. They were second only to elven longbows and were comparable to half-elven bows.
The strongest Thunder Knights in the Kingdom of Florence bought their horses from the Centaur tribe. The horses produced by the Centaur tribe were fat, tall, and strong. They were the best horses and were very suitable for heavy cavalry mounts.
Of course, there were many better mounts, such as magic beasts. Magic beasts that were beyond the category of wild beasts, such as unicorns and nightmare beasts. If they formed a knight order, they would be stronger than all the knights on the continent. However, there was a key problem. Whether it was unicorns, nightmare beasts, or other magic beasts, there were too few of them.
Unicorns were the elves' friends and lived in the legendary Elven Forest. Nightmare beasts were even rarer. There were also a few.
Therefore, only a few noble knights would look for magic beasts as mounts. The knights that needed a lot of mounts could only use ordinary horses. Humans also domesticated a lot of horses, but the quality was not as good as the horses raised by the Centaurs. Even if there were one or two good horses, it could not change the fact that the whole race was not as good as the horses raised by the Centaurs.
Suhlen knew that Owen's caravan was going to trade with the Centaur tribe, so he had some plans in his mind. Now that his territory only had barbarian warriors, he also needed cavalry and longbow archers.
But now his territory was poor. If he wanted to trade with the Centaur tribe, he had to at least have something they needed. How could he trade with them if he had nothing?
Suhlen was also a little confused, but he also had an advantage. Now his territory was the only territory on the trade route from the Kingdom of Florence to the Centaur tribe. As long as they passed through his territory, it was normal to pay a toll. It was normal to collect some centaur longbows and horses.
Owen's caravan was transporting a lot of goods this time. There were a lot of ironware and the rest were food. Although the Centaur tribe was very strong, the quality of their ironware was average. Iron ore was rare in the wilderness, so the price of ironware was very high. As for food, the Centaur tribe was a semi-nomadic tribe. Their farming ability was very poor and their food production was low.
In comparison, Suhlen suddenly realized that his territory was still very advantageous.
Owen was also curious about Suhlen. As the steward of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce, he had been walking on this trade route for more than 10 years. During this period, there had been nobles who had come to this area to develop their territories. However, until Suhlen's arrival, no nobles had succeeded in establishing themselves here.
Owen had never thought that in just a month, a pioneering noble would come here and successfully establish a foothold here. This made him feel incredibly shocked. What surprised him even more was the strength of this Lord. Previously, he had crossed the wilderness with the barbarian women and children. Along the way, they had encountered many wilderness bandits. The barbarian leader had led two equally powerful Barbarians to crush a group of bandits.
That kind of irresistible and invincible attitude left a deep impression on him. None of the mercenaries under him were his opponent, and only a few of them could take a few of his axes. This kind of strength had already surpassed the knight rank. Even the remaining two Barbarian warriors had reached the knight rank. Towards such powerful warriors, his first thought was to recruit them.
In order to recruit them, Owen had promised to give them land and Kinnar to settle down the barbarian women and children. However, to his disappointment, the barbarians had directly rejected him. Even if he kept raising the conditions, the barbarians did not waver at all.
Just as he was thinking of increasing the price, the caravan had arrived at Suhlen's territory. When he arrived, he realized that the barbarians were actually this pioneering noble's people. Moreover, this young noble had relied on the barbarian warriors to establish a foothold in the wilderness.
Owen sat cross-legged on the carpet in the tent. Not only was the carpet from the Desert Kingdom exquisite, but it was also soft and comfortable to step on. A short table was placed on the carpet, and the leaders of the caravan guards were respectfully sitting not far away. Each of them had a cup of ale in front of them.
The temperature in the wastelands was very low at night, and alcohol was the most popular beverage in the North. On a cold night, drinking a cup of ale would heat up one's stomach, and one's body, which had been frozen stiff, would quickly warm up.
"Alec, other than the three Barbarian warriors who came with us, how are the other barbarians' strength?" Owen put down his cup and asked.
"Very strong." The mercenary with a long scar on his face said in a low voice, "Those Barbarians have an aura. I've only seen this kind of aura from Knight rank powerhouses."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and took a sip of ale. The spicy ale was a little bitter. He did not like this kind of cheap ale, but he subconsciously wanted to hide the shock in his heart. Although he did not want to admit it, with his many years of experience as a mercenary, it was not difficult to see that each of the barbarian warriors in this territory could be called a strong warrior.
"All of them? That's impossible. More than 30 strong men who are at least at the knight level. How can they be willing to stay in this broken territory where they have no money and no men, and where they have to face the attacks of Gnolls and other monsters all the time as ordinary soldiers? " Owen could not accept this situation at all. More than 30 knights were already comparable to some weak counts in the Kingdom of Florence.
Although these barbarians were not knights, their fighting strength was not inferior to knights. If they were willing to be loyal to the nobles, even if they could not become knights, their treatment would definitely be better than here. In this world, strength and status were directly proportional. Those high-grade warriors were all supported, but the warriors in this territory were like ordinary soldiers. This was completely unreasonable.
Owen's mind was filled with thoughts, and the bamboo cup in his hand unconsciously turned in his hand.
"Could it be a different situation?" Just when everyone else was silent, a thin mercenary with a cold expression said while playing with a dagger in his hand.
"These barbarians have no idea what kind of treatment they can get in the kingdom with their strength." After the others looked at him, the mercenary slowly said.
"Clap!"
Owen clapped his hands and excitedly stood up as he said, "That's right, how could those barbarians and country bumpkins know the value of 100 gold coins? That's the only explanation why they're here!"
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