Chapter 369： Struggle for loneliness?

Of course, it’s still the old saying, how much value depends on the type of mineral deposits. For example, the Boris family has a black rock elf, but the price of the stone is too low, and it can only be used to build houses and castles.

When it is sold, the cost of transportation is high. Even a hundred-year-old Black Rock Elf is estimated to be able to sell for eight or nine hundred gold coins.

"Very good!" Bernard nodded with a smile.

He was afraid that Narant was too young to know how to choose, and when the king and other counts put pressure on him, he had to find a way to get Narant to hand over his crossbow skills.

Then there must be a problem in the relationship between him and Narant, and the daughter-in-law who he values ​​more may also give up, which Bernard does not want to see.

After a pause, Bernard continued to speak: "Boy Narant, how many of these war horses are yours, you can take them now!"

Bernard felt that with only a few daughters, he would definitely not be able to grab so many horses directly under the cavalry, so some of them should belong to Narant.

Narant was stunned when he heard the words, and only reacted after a while. He looked at Bernard strangely and said, "Lord Count, these war horses seem to belong to me!"

"Huh? It's all yours?" Bernard's smile stopped abruptly and looked at Stella.

"Father, I didn't go down to the valley to grab the spoils before, so these horses are indeed Narant's."

"Then you just now"

"Father, Narant asked me just now. He knows that the counts will not let him take away these high-class war horses so easily!"

Bernard: ""

Then what did I just get so excited about fighting with those two old **** from Rakoff?

Are you lonely?

Bernard felt that he had been tricked for the first time since he became an earl.

Moreover, he was still tricked by his own daughter.

"Then have you told this kid about a good reward?!" Bernard asked tentatively.

Stella nodded when she heard the words.

Bernard's expression softened, "How many war horses, are there twenty?"

Stella shook her head.

"Ten horses?"

Stella shook her head again.

"What about the five horses?"

"Father, I asked Narant to promise me three conditions!" Stella's expression was a little unnatural.

Bernard nearly fainted.

How can this kid be so valuable, ten war horses plus those vests can be worth thousands of gold coins!

Next, Narant and the others did not leave the valley, but waited for the rear army in the valley.

During this period, the cleaning of the battlefield in the valley was also completed quickly.

In the end, there were more than 1,500 people in the Onyx Principality, and a total of more than 800 people died in battle.

Among them, there are more than 20 descendants of nobles, and the rest are all rangers.

This is only the death of the battle. Among the remaining 700 people, except for a few noble descendants, the others are basically injured.

As for the results of the battle, excluding those who escaped, the corpses of the Northern Principality's cavalry in the valley were less than 300, and most of them were beheaded during the decisive battle.

Of course, if it counts as prisoners, then Narant can add more than 20 people here.

In general, in today's battle, the young heirs did nothing at all. If there was no Narant's appearance, one by one would either become prisoners or be directly beheaded, and there would be no accident.

Because the road ahead was already safe, the troop marched very fast, and at dusk, the troop arrived at the valley.

It was already dark at this moment, and the team started to set up camp relying on the valley.

When the small nobles arrived, they finally learned about the situation during the day, and all the vassals and the small nobles had lingering fears for a while.

And those nobles whose heirs died in battle were like a bolt from the blue.

For this reason, several earls had to run around the camps to appease the emotions of the vassals.

Of course, these are no longer about Narant, who is now holding a celebration banquet in the camp with Boris and others.

Narant and the others ate large pieces of skewers, while the guards also ate large pieces of fresh horse meat.

As Boris and Rael said, most of the warhorses in the valley fell to the ground by evening.

There were originally nearly three thousand war horses, but in the end there were only less than three or four hundred standing.

And these horses can only be used as ordinary hauling horses in the future.

The other horses that fell to the ground were all slaughtered and distributed as a reward to the army at the king's order.

Although this is not much meat compared to 100,000 people, it is enough to make the little nobles jump for a while.

Narant also received a hundred kilograms. He didn't save any money. He just baked it and let his subordinates eat enough. Anyway, he brought a lot of whale meat, so he didn't worry about meat.

"Sir, there is a lady named Natasha outside the camp. She said she came to find you!" Just as Narant was feasting, a guard on duty came to report.

"This woman?" Narant frowned, feeling trouble coming again, "Bring her in!"

However, they were collaborators after all, and it was impossible to keep them out. In the end, Narant could only let the guards in.

"What are you two guys looking at me for?" When Narant sent the guards away and turned his head to continue eating the barbecue, he found that Boris and Rael were looking at each other with complicated expressions. own.

"Narant, as a friend, can you tell us frankly what happened to you and Miss Natasha?" Boris said with a bitter face.

"What's the matter? I'm in a partnership with her, don't you know Boris?"

"Really a partnership?" Boris looked suspicious.

"You already have Miss Stella, why are you robbing us? Can't you leave a little soup for us to drink?" Boris looked hopeless, and Rael nodded in agreement.

"You two guys, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. If this is spread to the king, it will kill people!" Narant immediately gave the two a blank eye.

"Sir Narant, it seems that you have returned with a great victory today. You are in a good mood!" At this moment, Natasha had been let in.

"It's not a big victory, but I'm sure I'm in a good mood." Nalande followed the voice, and Natasha's dress was still graceful today.

She wore a long purple lace dress, and her brown hair fell like a waterfall over her shoulders.

The **** red lips also looked crystal clear in this dark night, and Narant wondered if the woman was using some fluorescent agent as a lipstick.

When Natasha heard Narant's answer, her red lips slightly raised her beautiful eyes while walking, and she came directly to the table.

At the moment, she glanced at Boris and Rael who were on the same table.

"Miss Natasha!"

"Miss Natasha!"

"Well, who are the two?" Although there was a relationship last time, Natasha even wanted to go to Boris's territory to investigate the matter of white sugar.

But after so long, he had temporarily forgotten what Boris and Rael looked like.