In other carriages, neat glass products, crystal clear bottles and cups were stacked, which surprised the people on the grassland who had not been very rich. They stroked the warm glass products and didn''t even want to let go.


    After enjoying himself for a while, the grassland general finally remembered something. He led the reins to the cavalry captain of the Northland Kingdom, stroked his chest with his right hand and asked, "we know these are expensive goods. I don''t know how much the Northland Kingdom needs us to pay this time?"


    "Glass products are cheap. Thirty copper coins for a bottle... The iron pot is more expensive. After all, we are also short of iron, and the price is fifteen silver coins..." the knight captain of Northland Kingdom didn''t speak. A businessman beside him talked about the price of these goods.


    In fact, he still makes a lot of money, because the purchase price of these things in the kingdom of Northland is about half of his current quotation.


    "As for salt... The price is also very reasonable. One hundred gold coins a cart... I''ll leave you all the carriages." the merchant was elated while calculating: he had a great harvest this time, with a gross income of more than 1000 gold coins.


    The transaction volume of such a caravan is so huge.


    Originally, when he heard the number of 100 gold coins, the generals of the grassland had the consciousness that they would be killed by profiteers. But when he heard that the unit was a "car", the expression on his face became wonderful.


    He looked up at the knight captain of the Northland Kingdom, raised his hand and handed the reins of his war horse to the other party: "you are the most respectable businessman I have ever seen! This war horse is the most divine horse in the grassland. I give it to you! As a witness of your friendship with me! Welcome to the grassland. We won''t be drunk tonight!"


    "Kill the sheep! Welcome the distinguished guests!" after that, he shouted to his people, and those grassland people who rode on horseback or got off the horse also cheered: "Oh! Kill the sheep! Kill the sheep!"


    "I heard that it''s dangerous to trade with grassland people?" the merchant looked at the knight captain nearby and looked puzzled.


    "Here... Ten gold coins for a bag of salt," replied the knight captain, without raising his head, putting the reins of another war horse on his saddle.


    The merchant was stunned for a moment, and then he realized in despair how many gold coins he had just lost.


    However, at this moment, around the border between the Norman Empire and the kingdom of northland, some villages and towns of the kingdom of Northland on the edge of the Wilson mountains are here.


    "Boom! Boom!" on the border between the Northland Kingdom and the German Empire, a round of magic crystal artillery fell into a dense crowd. The guard troops of villages and towns were cut by rampant shells and plowed out traces full of blood.


    The magic crystal cannon developed by magicians has rewritten the history of war. The party with magic crystal cannon seems to have mastered the advantage on the battlefield. The soldiers of the German Empire are moving forward steadily. They have seen the smile of the goddess of victory.


    These magic crystal cannons were transferred from kelandier to Blackstone castle through Alonso. Magic Crystal cannon is a gold swallowing monster that consumes a lot of magic crystal stones. It doesn''t have enough strength. It''s given to him for free. It can''t be used.


    The soldiers of northland, who were already in full combat readiness, had become staggering at this moment. The terrible magic explosive bomb fell from the sky and splashed a bloody rain in the crowd.


    The whole line of defense was collapsing, and the officers of the kingdom of Northland were unable to stop the collapse of their soldiers. At this moment, they did not want to stop such a rout, because they themselves were among the rout crowd.


    No one dared to face such a terrible weapon. Everyone thought that the Norman Empire came out this time and was fierce to avenge the previous enemy. Therefore, the soldiers of Northland were defeated not only by the momentum of weapons, but also by the momentum of the enemy.


    "Did our God abandon us?" an officer got up from the ground with blood on his face and cried to find his arm. His arm in armor was cut off by a stream of heat, like butter cut by a hot knife.


    A soldier struggled to get up, only to find his legs missing. He tried to shout, but found that his mouth could only spit blood - soon he didn''t move and lay with the surrounding bodies without making any sound.


    Not far away, with neat steps, the army of the German Empire is shouting slogans and approaching the battlefield like hell on earth step by step with drums. In front of them, there are no enemies of organic resistance, but only some crazy enemy soldiers.


    Countless long guns were laid flat and swept through the obstacles in front of them. Some soldiers who forgot to escape were soon stabbed to the ground, while the German soldiers still moved forward step by step, regardless of the bodies trampled into the soil under their feet.


    "Long live Derman!" the soldiers on the high slope who had not had time to participate in the rolling attack shouted like a mountain. Their flags fluttered in the sky, and their voices echoed on the plain.


    Riding on a tall horse, tyron William pointed to the battle field in the distance with his gloves wearing iron armor and proudly asked his followers: "look! No one can stop the army of the German Empire on the border of Northland! No, this is our northern province originally. We just came to kill these poor traitors."


    "Yes! Yes!" an officer said with a flattering smile and holding Talon William in his mouth, "your command is good, and the German Empire will reach the peak under your leadership."


    "Ha ha!" tyron William laughed contentedly. The laughter did not spread far, but was drowned by the fierce war drum. He was elated, pulled the reins of the war horse and said, "these small towns will certainly poke things to grawell. Unfortunately, they never thought that we have put cannons at their door! Ha ha ha."


    "Your Excellency is wise!" "Your Excellency is so wise!" "Your Excellency is really the star of Derman!" a group of flattering officers quickly nodded and bowed in front of tyron William.


    After hearing these words of praise, tyron William''s smile was more victorious and the whole person was more proud. He was in a good mood, so he opened his mouth and issued a more radical order: "Herald troops! We don''t need prisoners!"