"This is the warehouse of the Rocky Mountain Foundation Trade Union?"
"Yes, my lord. Look from here to the distance. These round stone houses are the granaries of the Rocky Mountain Foundation Trade Union. I heard that there are more than 500 warehouses. The one with the lights on at the front is the gate of the granary. The houses not far from here are the breweries of the Rocky Mountain Foundation Trade Union. The Rocky Mountain Foundation Trade Union supplies most of the ale in the Trade Union. They are the largest ale supplier, "Lempard replied." That's right.
"Strange, why isn't there anyone on guard here? Look, there are people coming and going from the door. It's brightly lit, and there are even guards patrolling with torches. Other than the wall, there isn't even a single sentry. Isn't the Trade Union short on food and the prices are high? Isn't the Rocky Mountain Foundation Trade Union worried that their granary will be stolen? "Lollister found it strange.
"Sir, could it be that the food in the granary has been used up and no one is taking care of it?" Lemmond said after some thought.
"Perhaps, let's go in and take a look."
The two climbed over the wall and entered the granary, hiding behind the round stone house. The stone house had no windows or doors. It was four to five meters tall and about five meters in diameter. This was the standard granary of the Galinthia Continent. Other than the buildings on the ground, the granary was about three meters underground. A granary like this could store more than a million kilograms of grain. Grain could be retrieved and stored from the top of the granary.
"There seems to be a musty smell." Lempard sniffed.
Lollister nodded. "Yes, the smell is a little musty. I'll go up and take a look. "
Lempard stopped Lollister. "My lord, wait. It's more convenient to open a hole in the wall."
He drew his sword and activated his fighting energy. The sword flashed and pierced into the stone wall of the granary. This place was facing the door, so no one saw the sword flash. He drew a large circle and pulled outwards. A large piece of the stone wall shattered, and a hole appeared in the granary's stone wall. Then, the grain stored in the granary poured out from the hole.
"It's wheat …" Lempard grabbed it and looked at it carefully. However, he immediately threw away the wheat in his hand and jumped back. "Damn it, the wheat is all musty …"
Laurist covered his nose. "This musty smell is too strong. I can't stand it."
"I understand now. No wonder the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce often brings in carts of lime from other places. I thought they used lime to disinfect and clean the warehouse. It turns out that they soak the moldy wheat in lime water and rinse it with clean water. This way, they can use the moldy wheat to brew ale. He's old. I'm not going to drink ale anymore. "Rummed finally understood.
Lollister thought for a moment and said, "I know why there's no one guarding this place. It's obvious that no one will steal the moldy wheat, so the guards in the granary are lax. That's why this place is so quiet. In that case, the guarded granary in front should be the place where they sold their edible coarse grains. So, Rummold, you make a hole in all the granaries here and pour out the mouldy wheat. I'll set the fire at the front. When the fire starts and more people enter this warehouse, the fact that the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce used moldy wheat to make ale will be exposed to all the firefighters. When that happens, the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce will be in trouble. "
"Yes, Sir. Be careful."
"Don't worry. Be careful too. I saw the word 'wheat' on the roofs where the wheat is stored. There are nearly a hundred of them here. You have to be quick. I'm going to the front. "
This was the southern suburb of Morent City that led to the Christopher Hills. The Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce had built a large warehouse here. There were more than three hundred permanent round stone granaries and more than two hundred temporary removable wooden warehouses. If they were all filled with grain, there would be nearly six hundred million kilograms of coarse grains. This was also the reason why the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce was so confident in competing with the Fortune Chamber of Commerce for the grain market in Morent City.
Lollister had brought Rummold here to set the fire. The civilians who had been incited by the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce to be trapped in the Grand Slager Inn had already made him want to start a massacre to vent his anger. However, he had brought many women with him on this trip to Morent City, and he had to worry about the safety of his three allies. He could only forcefully suppress his anger and resentment. Now that he had snuck out of the inn, he wanted to teach the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce a lesson. Didn't they have a lot of grain? Relying on grain to surround the inn and distorting the truth and spouting nonsense? Then I'll burn down your granary and see what you can do without grain!
Lollister sneaked to the front and hid behind a temporary wooden granary less than thirty meters away from the entrance. He drew his sword and cut a hole in the wooden wall of the granary. He reached in and felt around. There were sacks of potatoes the size of a palm inside. A commotion came from the entrance. Another group of carriages entered the warehouse. A few guards guided the porters on the carriages to move the sacks of potatoes out of a temporary wooden granary. Listening to the conversation between the manager of the carriages and the leader of the guards, these potatoes were going to be delivered to the Grand Slager Inn as a reward for the civilians …
Hearing the gossip, Laurist became even more furious. He no longer hid and took out the kerosene bottle that Lemmond had prepared from the bag on his back. He lit the match at the mouth of the bottle and threw it at the wooden walls of the temporary granary. The wooden walls started to burn … …
"Hey! What are you doing? Help! Someone's trying to set the granary on fire! " The rising flames quickly attracted the attention of the guards. They immediately noticed Lollister, who was calmly lighting the kerosene bottle and throwing it at the granary.
A large wave of guards rushed over while cursing. Blades flashed, and a large wave of guards fell to the ground, twitching and struggling for their lives. Lollister continued to set the granary on fire.
When three waves of granary guards fell to the ground, the remaining hundred or so coachmen, porters, and guards who were trying to put out the fire quickly collapsed. When a few unlucky people who were carrying buckets of water to put out the fire were sliced in two by Lollister's sword, everyone who was still alive threw away the things in their hands and ran frantically towards the entrance. In their eyes, Lollister, who was wearing a black shirt and pants and had his face covered with a black cloth, was undoubtedly a murderous demon. Over two hundred granary guards had been slaughtered by him effortlessly. Often, those who rushed forward were faster than those who fell. He killed a life with a single strike, showing no mercy.
Lollister had no interest in chasing after those who were running for their lives. His goal was to set the granary on fire. Moreover, the massacre just now had dispelled most of the anger in his heart. Now, he only needed to set the remaining granaries on fire before returning to the Grand Slager Inn to arrange for everyone to break out. He believed that the fire here could be seen by more than half of Morent City. When that happened, it might make the breakout a little smoother.
"My Lord, my Lord, I've only dug fifty to sixty holes here. Why have you already started such a big fire …" Lempard gaped as he watched the granaries behind Lollister burn one after another. Then, the flames connected, and thick smoke rose into the sky.
"Let's go. Don't care about the holes. If we're late, we won't be able to leave by ourselves." Lollister grabbed Lempard and ran backwards. The air had already become scorching hot, and occasionally, a few sparks would fall beside him.
Leaping over the wall and running to the side of the carriage, Lollister untied the reins and turned the carriage around. "Lempard, you drive the carriage. Just send me to the vicinity of the Grand Slager Inn. After that, go and see if my arrangements for the afternoon are ready. I'll immediately start breaking out when I get back."
"Yes, my Lord. I understand." Lempard took the reins and shook them. "Go!" The carriage began to move quickly.
Soon, they reached the vicinity of the Grand Slager Inn. The people surrounding the inn were all looking towards the south. The sky was filled with flames, and the thick smoke could be seen from where they were. It was obvious how big the fire was.
Lollister jumped off the carriage at the corner and pretended to be exhausted as he stumbled towards the people surrounding the inn. As he ran, he shouted, "Everyone, hurry and put out the fire! The granary is on fire! If we can't put out the fire, we won't have anything to eat! Hurry and put out the fire! "
Most of the commoners surrounding the inn were waiting for today's payment. The five catties of potatoes had yet to be delivered, and with the fire in the south, they felt a little uneasy. Hearing Lollister's shout, the commoners became anxious. If the granary caught fire, all the food would be gone. Wouldn't they have wasted their day standing here? The dozens of people at the front immediately ran towards the granary of the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce in the south. As they ran, the people behind also followed out of herd mentality.
Lollister even changed his voice as he shouted, "Hurry and put out the fire! Save as much food as you can! If you bring some home, we can still last a few days …"
With this shout, the people who didn't want to go came to their senses. Right, they could still get some food by putting out the fire. Once the granary was on fire, the price of coarse grains would definitely rise. If they went to the fire now, they might even be able to bring some food back to their homes. Thus, all the commoners surrounding the inn ran south. There were only four to five hundred Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce guards left in front of the Grand Slager Inn.
Lollister had already snuck into the inn. He hurriedly ran back to his residence and ordered, "Redi, get the inn to prepare as many carriages as they can. Everyone, pack up and we'll leave in half an hour!"
There were still seven carriages left in the Grand Slager Inn, but there were still dozens of horses. Lollister arranged Dena and the other two women in the first carriage. The second carriage was for Count Kenneth and his two maids. The third carriage was for Baron Shahin's five concubines. The fourth carriage was for Schwald and his fiancée, Katerina, as well as Baron Filim's concubine. The last three carriages were for the maids and luggage. The coachmen were the servants who accompanied them. The Northsea was anchored at the pier of the Peterson Merchant Group, and the carriages and mounts could be sent back by the Merchant Group.
Swordmaster Theseus sat in the first carriage, while Josk sat on the luggage rack of the second carriage. Laurist believed that with his divine arrows, he would be able to protect the first four carriages. If they were to meet with any obstruction, he would have no choice but to give up on the last three carriages with the maids and luggage. This was something he had no other choice. Redi was in the third carriage. As for Baron Shahin and Baron Filim, the two Gold Knights were tasked to guard the third and fourth carriages. The rest of the guards followed behind them.
Lollister was about to charge out of the Grand Slager Inn when he saw Michael of the Miledas Family blocking his way. Michael had a serious expression on his face, "Were you the one who started the fire?"
Lollister raised an eyebrow, "So what if I was? So what if I wasn't? Are you going to leave us here? "
Master Swordmaster Mike sighed deeply, "I just want to tell you that your safety has nothing to do with the Miledas Family once you leave this gate. I took a look just now. Tang Homer of the Rocky Mountain Foundation Merchant Group is still outside. He's a level 2 swordmaster, and even if your swordmaster can stop him, the Rocky Mountain Foundation Merchant Group still has four to five hundred guards behind him. If they swarm you, it will be difficult for you to stop them. It's best if you stay here and wait for the seven powerhouses to return.
Besides, the granary of the Rocky Mountain Foundation Merchant Group was burned tonight, so they won't be able to use civilians to besiege our inn in the future. As long as you stay in the inn, the Miledas Family can guarantee your safety. I hope you don't try to be brave. It's hard to say whether you'll live or die if you rush out. You have so many family members with you … "
"I'm sorry, but the nobles of the north don't have the habit of putting their lives in the hands of others. We come from the Wilderness, and fighting is in our nature. Dying on the battlefield is the glory of every noble in the north. The Norton Family never asks how many enemies we have, only where they are! As for the four to five hundred enemies you mentioned, they're just chickens and dogs that can't withstand a single blow. Now, please step aside! "Laurist slowly unsheathed his sword.
Michael looked deeply at Laurist and sighed again. He then waved his hand and stood to the side. The two guards at the door opened the door.
Tang Homer, the Great Swordsman of the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce, was already prepared. He commanded four to five hundred guards of the Chamber of Commerce to line up in the Five Elements and block the entrance to the main road. When the fire broke out in the south, he felt that something was wrong, especially when the civilians besieging the hotel ran to put out the fire. He was sure that the few northern nobles trapped in the hotel would take the opportunity to escape. However, with a second-level swordmaster like him around, he was sure that the nobles from the north would be greatly disappointed …
Laurist spurred his horse out of the inn and charged straight at the enemies lined up at the entrance. A bearded man at the front raised his sword and flashed a golden light. He shouted, "Dismount and kneel down to surrender, and I'll spare your life!"
"F * ck your mercy!" Laurist cursed. He stomped hard on the ground, and the golden spurs on his heels pierced into the horse's belly. The horse neighed in pain and leapt into the air, charging straight into the crowd.
The people lined up in front did not expect Laurist to have this move, and they all dodged to the side. The bearded man cursed and raised his sword, which was flashing with golden light, and slashed down diagonally, intending to cut Laurist and his horse in half.
Laurist laughed and controlled his horse to circle in place. He held the sword in his right hand horizontally, and the two swords clashed. The sword broke, and a huge head flew into the air. The bearded man's face was filled with disbelief, and the headless neck was filled with hot blood. Laurist rode his horse and charged into the crowd, slashing and killing. The guards of the Rocky Mountain Foundation Chamber of Commerce were killed until they cried for their parents. They ran like wolves, and not a single one of them was a match for him. Not only was the formation disrupted, but thirty to forty people had already died under Laurist's sword.
A sword light suddenly lit up on Laurist's left like a rainbow.
"Despicable!" Laurist cursed. As a second-level Great Swordsman, he had actually hidden behind those Iron rank guards and launched a sneak attack. He was truly shameless. If Laurist had not known that this second-level Great Swordsman was here, and had not seen any traces of him for a long time, he would have been more vigilant. Otherwise, he might really have been successful. However, now that he had revealed himself, he could forget about escaping.
Clang clang clang clang clang …
The sound of swords clashing rang out. After dozens of strikes, Laurist slid off his horse and stood in front of the sneak attacker. He revealed a sinister smile. "Second-level Great Swordsman, Tang Homer?"
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