69novels Chapter 291
Chapter 291
Linhai Town, the northernmost town of the North Sea Forest, is a town, but it is also a village closest to the Freljord region.
In the vast open space to the north, there are densely parked vehicles full of goods.
These carriages are parked in the open space in an orderly manner, forming a large and mixed caravan. The crowd is bustling and lively.
Various carriages gather together to form this unique caravan.
Due to the wide variety of livestock pulling the vehicles, the noise on the scene is deafening. It can be imagined that when the caravan sets off, the scene will be so spectacular and the momentum will be earth-shaking.
The endless caravan is like a winding dragon, extending.
The few soldiers responsible for the escort are solemn and keep patrolling around the caravan.
There is no doubt that they are responsible for ensuring that the goods arrive safely at their destination.
Andrew Stimpson was a wagon driver in the team heading to Freljord, and his wagon was loaded with a lot of goods.
Andrew grew up in the northern region of Demacia and could be said to be a native of the region, but he was actually full of resistance to this trip.
Compared to other local people, Andrew had a deeper understanding and cognition of the dangerous land of Freljord.
As the saying goes:
"Poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people."
And Freljord happened to be such a shabby place, where the residents were rude and unreasonable by nature, especially the Demacians living in the northern border area.
If you haven't suffered from the plunder of the Freljord barbarians, you might be embarrassed to admit that you live in the northern border!
As for hiring a caravan to go to Freljord to conduct trade.
The specific operation process is to transport the food that is not scarce in Demacia to the cold Freljord by crossing mountains and ridges.
In this way, these ordinary materials instantly become precious and transformed into rare food resources.
Their value also rises with it, and they are exchanged for incredible materials, including ores and even sapphire mines...
After all, resources such as iron ore, copper ore and crystal ore are countless in the rugged Freljord.
However, not all tribes are willing to exchange these things for food.
Once the two sides cannot reach an agreement on the issue of interests, those caravans returning with full loads will become fat lambs in the eyes of the Freljord tribes.
Under the pressure of hunger and severe cold, concepts such as morality, fairness, and exchange have long disappeared.
What's more, there are many tribes on the Freljord Icefield, and there are only a few tribes that really value credibility.
Even if the caravan negotiated terms with some tribes in advance, it would be useless because there were more tribes eyeing the caravan.
Those who tried to make huge profits by trading with Freljord and taking advantage of the price difference of materials in the two places are now sleeping under the cold snow.
Because of this, Andrew is extremely disgusted with trading with Freljord, and he will never take risks easily.
But now, he has no choice because the price offered by the boss is too high.
Yes, this generous boss is the lord of the North Sea Forest - Lord Viscount Jincheng Laurent!
The reward he gave was too much to refuse.
This experience made Andrew deeply understand a truth:
"Money makes the devil work."
The lord assembled an unprecedentedly large caravan to open up new trade routes.
As soon as the news came out, it caused an uproar. People talked about it and were divided, but no one could change the lord's decision.
After all, the lord had made up his mind and had strong financial resources, and promised to give generous returns and rewards.
As a result, this unprecedented large caravan was successfully formed.
In the face of the temptation of money, some people were reluctant to take risks, but there were always people who flocked to it.
Some people were afraid, but they could not resist the drive of interests.
What was even more surprising was that Beihai Forest actually signed a contract with each of the companions about this trade route:
If someone failed to return safely, the corresponding compensation would be paid to the designated beneficiary according to the agreement.
In this way, many guys who were not originally members of the Chamber of Commerce were also encouraged by this clause.
They also resolutely joined this caravan like a young man.
Thinking of this, Andrew couldn't help but look to his side.
There was a unique cargo truck parked there., with three big-toothed, short-legged donkeys that are strong, thick-haired and adapted to the cold environment pulling the front end.
These donkeys are almost as big as horses, or even bigger, but their reactions are obviously slower.
However, it is worth mentioning that their temperament is extremely docile, as if they will never lose their temper.
Although the donkeys are slightly inferior in explosive power and speed, they have excellent endurance and are not afraid of the cold.
The cart is full of various supplies, which are tightly fixed with strong cloth and ropes.
In front of the cart sits a young boy, who is smiling and chatting with others, while gently stroking the three donkeys, with very gentle movements.
The boy in front of him is one of the group of young people, and he is completely unaware of the difficulties of Freljord.
Andrew knew very well that this young man was not even from the North Sea Forest, but he still chose to embark on this journey with his beloved three hardy donkeys.
The reason was that the insurance contract signed between the territory and such people stipulated that in the event of an accident, the compensation amount would far exceed the value of the three hardy donkeys and the person himself.
Then a group of young people with dreams and a desire to change their fate came one after another.