Chapter 203
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It was actually very difficult to accumulate so many crossbow bolts in the process of consumption. Moreover, these crossbow bolts were all made of real gold and silver. After they were produced and stored in the warehouse, it was equivalent to squeezing out so much money for nothing. Just looking at it made one's heart ache.
If they had used this money to develop other areas, they might have been able to obtain more benefits.
Looking at the soldiers who were seriously training on the drill ground, King Gravel was still uncertain about the future war with the German Empire. His army was really too small, and it was troublesome to expand it. It was really a headache.
What he lacked now was time. However, there was no time for him to steadily develop and strengthen his army. After this summer, it was very likely that a war would break out next year.
"Kill!" On the drill ground, a mighty voice shouted again. King Gravel looked at these young faces expressionlessly. However, in his heart, he was thinking about the German Empire.
The Kingdom of Northland had always been able to stand tall due to its difficult terrain. It had become a big problem for the German Empire. Tyron William had always wanted to seize a part of the Kingdom of Northland's territory to prove his achievements.
"I can only use this once." Looking at the huge magic crystal cannons that were being dragged forward by warhorses, Tyron William's heart was filled with emotions.
The soldiers of the German Empire held the reins of their warhorses and walked step by step on the road that was no longer smooth. Behind the horse carriages, there were ancient and heavy magic crystal cannons. Under the sunlight, the black cannons flickered with a dark light.
Further away, groups of soldiers carried three-meter-long spears and walked in orderly steps across the entire hillside. 30,000 soldiers was not a small number. An unprecedented war was about to begin. The grudge between the Kingdom of Northland and the German Empire might be completely resolved in this war. Of course, it could also be worse.
Moving his gaze away from those giant magic crystal cannons, Tyron William clenched the information in his hand. His tone was filled with coldness as he muttered, "He's really a troublesome child."
"Isn't it good to just stay at home? Now that you've fallen to another country." He crumpled the information in his hand into a ball and threw it into the ground with disdain.
"After I defeat the Kingdom of Northland, I'll teach you a lesson!" Tyron Williams was concerned about his youngest son, Joe Williams, and the purpose of his expedition to the North.
With that, he pulled the reins of his warhorse, and with a group of guards surrounding him, he mounted the horse and ordered, "Let the troops continue to advance! Just maintain this speed! "
"Also!" Zorn adjusted the horse's position as he instructed one of his trusted subordinates, "Send someone to the Norland Kingdom! Have them wash their necks and wait for me! "
When he said this, Tyron William had a heroic aura. When he returned to the capital of the German Empire, his prestige in the empire might be higher than that of his son, Alonso!
At that time, a small Kingdom of Northland would not be a threat at all. As long as there was a bigger battle, that damned King Gravel of the Kingdom of Northland would be captured without a fight. He would then kneel in front of Tyron William, crying and begging for a way to live.
Thinking of this, Tyron William snorted coldly and urged his horse forward. He wanted to bring the troops to the north before winter came. If he was lucky, he might be able to win the war at the border of the Norland Kingdom before winter came.
When spring arrives next year, he would be able to go up north and attack the Kingdom of Northland. This was a good way to go. It would allow him to gain more military merits and prove his ability to his son and the Emperor.
"Woo …" A melodious sound of a horn came from the distant ridge. It was the order for the troops to continue moving forward. All the soldiers continued to move forward until they reached the end of the road.
On the other side, a group of cavalrymen wearing black armor raised the flag of the Kingdom of Northland. They escorted a long convoy of carriages and slowly moved forward on the plains.
Above their heads, the black eagle flag fluttered in the wind. The armor on their bodies clashed with the steps of their warhorses. Every single one of the cavalrymen straightened their backs. They represented a great country that had never been defeated since its birth.
On the distant hill, a group of cavalrymen from the grasslands gathered bit by bit. Each of them had three horses and looked mighty.
"Whoa!" When they got close to the convoy of the Kingdom of Northland, the leader of the cavalrymen from the grasslands pulled his reins and sat on his horse. He looked at the well-equipped cavalrymen of the Kingdom of Northland and said, "I hope the things you bring are valuable."
On the other side, the leader of the cavalrymen from the Kingdom of Northland grinned. He pulled his reins and turned his horse around. He came to the side of a carriage and pulled out his sword. He then stabbed the sack behind the carriage.
"Whoosh!" White powder began to flow out from the hole in the sack and scattered on the grassland like a silver waterfall. It looked like flowing spring water. It was pleasing to look at.
When the leader of the grasslands saw the white powder falling down, his eyes widened even more. He did not even have time to give orders. He squeezed his horse's belly and rushed to the carriage.
Immediately after, he dismounted from his horse. Due to his excitement, he staggered to the side of the carriage. Using his hand, he caught the falling silver powder and brought it to his mouth for a taste. "Ah! It's salt! "
Because of his heartache, he even wanted to use his hand to block the hole made by the sword. However, he found that the entire carriage was filled with identical sacks. In shock, he turned around and looked at the leader of the cavalrymen from the Kingdom of Northland. "These are all salt?"
The leader of the cavalrymen from the Kingdom of Northland smiled even more brightly. He pointed at the long convoy behind and said with certainty, "Twenty carriages! They are all filled with table salt. There are also twenty carriages filled with ironware and porcelain. "
"Salt!" As if he thought of something, the leader of the grasslands turned around and raised his right hand to the cavalrymen he brought with him. He shouted loudly.
"Oh!" The fierce-looking cavalrymen from the grasslands immediately shouted like a tsunami. Each wave was louder than the last. Many people dismounted from their horses and gathered around the carriage. With curious eyes, they looked at the salt bags that were rarely seen in the past.
"Oh my god! It's ironware! It's ironware! " On the other side, a few people from the grasslands who lifted the curtains of the carriages shouted in horror. They saw that the shining iron pots were stacked together to save space. They were stacked together to form a huge iron pillar.
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