Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 97 Arms Trading
"what?"

Bem was shocked and looked incredulous. He didn't expect Levi to raise the price at this time.

"Your Excellency, you can't do this..."

Before he finished speaking, Levi interrupted him calmly: "It's 40% now."

"What do you want?" Bem's eyes turned red, and he asked through gritted teeth, "The price of your weapons is already half of what Debe is. This is the limit that our Fengyong tribe can accept. You black-hearted pig, you are still raising the price. What do you want?!"

"Look at my stinky mouth!" After saying that, Bem quickly slapped himself and said, "I'm sorry, Lord, I shouldn't have said that to you. I was wrong. Please don't take it to heart!"

"It's 50% done now." The lord still smiled, but his eyes were a little colder.

Well, well, this bastard was the first one who dared to scold Lord Li to his face. The petty-minded lord took him to heart.

The Fengyong tribe is a large tribe with several thousand people. Apparently, the brave warriors in the tribe gave Bem enough confidence, causing him to lose his awe of the lord.

This old fellow Sam was also full of bad intentions. It was obvious that he did not tell Bem, his former "dearest friend", that the lord had once led a team to defeat a wilderness coalition army of several thousand people.

Even if he brought together all the young and strong men in the tribe, it would only be enough to make up a small fraction of the total.

If I knew this, I don’t know if I would break out in a sweat.

"Damn it." Bem cursed. Faced with Levi's unyielding attitude, he finally agreed helplessly: "Okay, I agree. I'll give you an extra 50% on the price you mentioned!"

He emphasized the last two words!

There was no other way. When Bem saw Alexi, he knew he had to buy the weapons back no matter what.

Therefore, faced with high prices, they can only swallow their anger and bear the consequences alone.

Fortunately, the Fengyong tribe is very wealthy, so they can afford even this price.

"Zat took him to see the goods."

"Come on, old man."

Such a contemptuous name made Bem look unhappy. According to the previous rules, such disrespectful behavior would at least be punished by a hundred consecutive beatings.

However, after looking at this burly and muscular orc, Bem felt a lot calmer for some reason.

Forget it, it’s just a brainless idiot, there’s no point in bothering with it.

Before turning to leave, Bem gave the lizard man a provocative look.

Although the Windsurge Tribe spent more money to buy weapons, these lizardmen were so poor that they could only wear a torn leather skirt. Bem didn't believe that they could buy many weapons.

After updating the weapons of the Wind Surge Tribe, the first thing to do is to kill these lizardmen, and then go south to take Gao...

Bem has begun to imagine the future when the Wind Surge Tribe rises.

After Bem's figure disappeared in the lord's hall, Alexi asked cautiously.

"My Lord, do you still take what you said earlier seriously?"

"Nonsense, I'll kill you with every spit."

Levi rolled his eyes. This made him sound like someone who could change his mind at any time.

Alexi heaved a sigh of relief. Just before the ten-gusi hourglass time expired, the lord suddenly found it and said that it only needed to say a word at the critical moment.

The weapons it purchased were discounted by 20%. It was a good thing for the disgusting Fengyong tribe, and it was duty-bound to do so even if there was no benefit.

In recent years, the conflicts with the Fengyong tribe have become increasingly fierce. Although the warriors of their tribe are all extremely brave, they are outnumbered and therefore at a disadvantage in the situation.

When they heard that a noble from Debe was willing to sell weapons to the Wilderness, they rushed over without stopping. However, they did not expect that this noble was the ruthless character who repelled the Wilderness Alliance with inferior forces, so they were more respectful.

Levi waved his hand, and Hogg took the lizardman to see the weapons.

If it weren't for the purpose of fleecing the Fengyong tribe, he wouldn't have bothered to come here in person.

After all, his current status is different. It would be so embarrassing if he had to personally receive every Tom, Dick and Harry.

The Fengyong tribe occupied a maple forest, and every year they made a lot of money through trade from the maple syrup produced in this forest.

Levi has long been eyeing this piece of fat meat.

But the Fengyong tribe is not a small fry. It has a population of about three to four thousand and nearly a thousand warriors.

If a forceful approach is adopted, Gaoyabao will inevitably suffer losses.

Therefore, Levi wanted to gradually reduce the strength of the Fengyong tribe in this way.

Through arms trade, they secretly suppressed the Fengyong tribe and supported the Lizardman tribe that was at odds with them.

In this way, Gaoyabao can not only make a lot of money, but also let the two of them beat their brains out without spending a single soldier, and then deal with them later.

In his previous life, Eagle Sauce was very good at this trick, and the Lord only learned a little bit.

……

Bem, who had no idea that he was a lizardman playing a role in the lord's play, came to the armory of High Cliff Castle with great interest.

When the two orcs pushed open the door of the warehouse, Bem was dazzled by the dazzling array of weapons that flashed with cold light, just like a country bumpkin coming to a safe full of gold bars.

There was a bone-chilling greed on his face.

If all these weapons were obtained by the Fengyong Tribe, it would not take long for the Fengyong Tribe to become the overlord of the wilderness.

"Don't think of any bad ideas!" Zat said with a grim smile, "I have a bad temper. If I accidentally hurt you, it would ruin our friendship."

Bem was in a moody mood. To be honest, he had really had this idea in his mind just now.

Leading Bem to the corner where wooden boxes were neatly stacked, Zat opened the lid of a box.

hiss!
A gasp sounded.

Looking at the weapons in the box, a feeling of jealousy rose in Bem's heart. Why were these weapons not from the Fengyong tribe?

The box was neatly packed with eight-edged spears. The barrels were made of white maple wood and were extremely shiny, having obviously been wiped and maintained with wax.

The tip of the spear was made of iron ingots, and the sharp edge seemed to be able to pierce through the scales of the lizardman in an instant.

Bem felt that he had to take back his words. Judging from the appearance, it was not much different from Debe.

"Ten boxes of spears, five boxes of swords, and some scattered one-handed swords." Zat counted them one by one.

Just when Bem wanted to try the product.

"Pay upon delivery!" Zat hugged his chest, his huge figure like a mountain blocking Bem's burning gaze.

Bem, who was about to argue, saw Alexi appear outside the armory from the corner of his eye. He stomped his foot hard and said angrily, "Wait for me! I'll go back to the tribe to get the money!"

After saying that, he rushed out in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)