Chapter 217 Leon is determined to close the door and beat the dog.
Although some Walrasian prisoners of war said that they actually did not want to be cured by Leon.
But Leon feels that in many cases the patient’s opinions cannot be fully relied upon.
Just like neurotics never say they are sick, people who need to be cured may not say that they need to be cured.
Hard talk is a common phenomenon.
Just cut it off with one knife, clean and tidy, and it's all over.
Since the Kingdom of Walras would not offer substantial benefits in exchange for these first-class Hajis, keeping them would only be a waste of food.
It would be better to boost the morale of the border garrison first. Then Antolia's little red bottles will be easier to sell.
After all...
if the current war continues like this, then there will be no need for the little red bottle at all, and will Antolia's business be done? You
know, Leon led the Antolia army all the way westward At the same time, Aaron, as the chief steward of the Jimena family, has never been idle.
The efficacy of the little red bottle has been proven during the Kingdom's civil war. How could Aaron not take this opportunity to boost sales?
To this end, he even created a lot of discounts.
For example, a limited-time promotion like buy 1,000 and get 100 free is a 10% discount.
As for some nobles saying that the price was too expensive...
Aaron could only say that this was just because some nobles who did not want to be named were too poor.
Antolia’s little red bottle has always been at this price.
Life in Antolians is already difficult! Is it difficult to understand the price?
Do you seriously exploit the people in your daily life?
I think about eating, drinking, whoring and gambling all day long. If I can’t afford it, I will reflect on myself and look for the reasons from myself!
Only when you have morale can you fight a war, only when you start a war can you sell goods, only when you sell enough goods can you win, only when you win can you pursue the victory, and only when you pursue the victory...
In short, the logic is very reasonable!
Even though Leon is also a member of the Andal nobles, there is no conflict between fighting and getting rich!
Looking at the eager soldiers in front of him, Leon felt that Antolia's potion production workshop would most likely have to work overtime again.
...
From Blackwater City where the Duke of Mercia is stationed, to the border camp where Military Minister Yubel Harlin is stationed.
Leon walked for five days on this not-so-distant journey.
On the one hand, it was naturally because of Leon's impromptu pre-military lecture, and on the other hand, it was because of the crowd watching a certain Walrasian military god who did not want to be named.
Brownie Bent finally experienced the hospitality of the Andals for the first time.
In order to show the military power of the Antolians, Leon specially found someone to build a prison car.
So...
even though they were just passing by, the soldiers and citizens at the border were still willing to wait on the roadside to see if this famous Walrasian noble had the rumored three-headed, six-armed and immortal body.
But reality is reality after all.
Brownie, who is nearly seventy years old, has already been tortured by the ups and downs of this journey. How can he look like the legendary Walrasian monster?
But even so, when Leon finally stepped into the camp under the welcome of everyone, the prison car with a special sign and the words "Tabrobronny Bent, First Class" was still there. He became the most eye-catching one among the group.
Not only the Andals, but also the reinforcements from various countries moved forward curiously.
"Lord Yubel Harlem!"
Leon greeted in a low-key and humble manner.
From the aristocratic level, Yubel Harlem is a Duke; from the official level, he is also a military minister who can sit on the Royal Council.
Therefore, as the Marquis of Antolia, Leon naturally showed great respect to him.
Although Leon also knew very well in his heart that after this battle, Antolia would most likely not be able to live in peace anymore, but he still had to live in peace when he should!
"Marquis of Leon!"
To be honest, although Yubel Haring is old, he is still full of energy.
His slightly thin body was covered with a set of hard and shiny armor, and his words and deeds seemed to reveal the demeanor of a great noble. He is indeed the old comrade who was at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Brownie Bent decades ago.
Looking at the wrinkled but slightly familiar face imprisoned in the prison car, Yubel Harlin seemed to have a rare pride in his heart.
"His Majesty the King ordered us to attack with all our strength! Defeat the Walrasian garrison on the eastern front in one go."
While the soldiers outside the camp were still making a noise, Leon was already personally greeted by Yubel Harin, leading the Following the officers from Antolia, they entered the camp.
"His Majesty the King is wise!"
Leon said habitually: "If you have any instructions, please feel free to ask Mr. Yubel, but the Antolian army has lost many troops in Norton. There are only less than 2,000 people left. I'm afraid it will be difficult to carry out the mission." It plays too big a role on the battlefield with tens of thousands of people."
This is not really Leon's excuse.
Although the results of this battle were remarkable, the Antolian army led by Leon also suffered heavy losses.
Even if there were sneak attacks along the way, only 1,780 of the more than 2,000 people left at the time of departure were now left.
After all...
Objectively speaking, the Walras people's combat effectiveness is really not weak.
"Your Majesty the Marquis's concerns are certainly reasonable."
Hearing this, Yubel Harlem nodded hurriedly.
After all, this was his first meeting with Leon.
When Leon led the army to break through the siege of the royal capital, he was guarding River Valley City with the king's personal guards, so all previous understanding of this young noble came from others.
At present, Leon has been appointed by the king as his deputy. If he competes with him for military power, or has objections, it will inevitably make Yubel Harin one head and two bigger.
But now, Leon's attitude is very clear, that is, to preserve his own strength.
In this case, Yubel Harin is naturally willing to go along with the flow.
"I only hope that the Marquis can lead the cavalry and act accordingly. All the cavalry under my command will be placed under the command of the Marquis, and they will try their best to undertake the tasks of harassment and support during the war." "No problem." After thinking for a moment
,
Leon He nodded seriously.
Seeing Leon agreeing so readily, Yubel Harin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Just as he moved his eyes away from Leon, he saw a handsome-looking... creature that was slightly different from humans?
"Is this an elf?"
Yubel Harlin couldn't help but wonder.
He had heard early on that Leon's subordinates had elves' effectiveness, but that was just a hearsay.
"That's right!"
Leon nodded, knowing that he could not keep the existence of the elves secret forever, so he simply introduced him straightforwardly: "This is the elf elder Clementi, who is only one hundred and forty-four years old. "
Hiss..."
In an instant, the Andal nobles in the camp couldn't help but take a breath of Walrasian people.
Only...
one hundred and forty-four years old...
no more today.
Damn it, I typed the chapter title wrong and I can’t change it. Please forgive me. Woohoo...
(End of this chapter)