Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Chapter 287 Curfew City

All the business that Windlo did was legitimate, from the Empire to Bretonnia, from the Old World to Ulthuan, and every time it was legal.

Except for a few isolated times, maybe a dozen times, or maybe more than a hundred times, who knows?

In addition, businessmen are born with wealth but lack political status, so they know how to seek benefits and avoid harm.

Large merchant groups would form a merchant union, and eventually spend a lot of money to buy autonomy from the nobles. In the empire, this behavior was called the Mayor's Council.

Middle-level merchant groups will form business groups, and they will also use the considerable commissions to hire the most loyal subordinates to serve them and protect their lives and property.

Lower class merchant groups are usually self-employed individuals who gain security by paying taxes and paying protection fees to patrolling provincial troops and gangsters.

The worst merchants are imperial merchants like Wendlow, who have no group protection and no fixed real estate.

It doesn't make much profit, and it can't support qualified and loyal mercenaries.

Perhaps the existence of Mousse turned Wendlow from the worst businessman into a lower-class businessman.

After all, being able to pay protection fees is a symbol of strength, and many businessmen want to pay but have nowhere to do so.

Having money but no force is like walking on cakes, so the ability to protect oneself is a must.

After realizing that something was wrong in the city, Wendlow's brain immediately began to calculate rapidly. In an unfamiliar place, there are only three ways to get protection.

First, get the endorsement or relationship of those in power.

The two of them have a good relationship with Gelt, and they can also establish contact with Zhaoming, the vassal king of Zhendan.

But this city was occupied by the rebels, and of course the rebel leader, Windlow, didn't know him.

Second, gain connections with local institutions.

With a little money, you can buy a safe voucher from a formal institution. It may be called a business license, a health certificate, or a legal business license. Anyway, it means the same thing.

But it's the middle of the night, how can a formal organization open a business in the middle of the night?

The third is to find a remote place, hide there, and then seek help from local snakeheads.

This is the only choice left for Wendlow and Mousse.

But upon hearing this news, Mousse's eyes narrowed immediately, and his lavender pupils were instantly filled with anger and unwillingness.

"Find a place to hide like a slave and a beggar? Impossible!"

The humiliation of the past once again came to my mind, and the memory of drifting from Naggaroth to the Old World seemed to appear just yesterday.

Holding a rune sword and wearing plate armor, dignity can only be obtained through force, not compromise.

"No, we are unfamiliar with this place, and you don't even know who to kill. Just treat it as us gathering intelligence first, okay?"

Reconnaissance intelligence, this reason is reasonable and excellent.

The dark elves would never hide in abandoned ruins and survive.

He immediately pulled up Windlow and jumped onto the roof with him in a few steps.

Under the moonlight, the entire Hanyu Port is in sight.

It is a time of prosperity. Although most of the city has fallen asleep, there are still many candlelights at the port, and there are crowds of people and busy business.

"Just go there!"

The Lord of Terror stretched out his finger and pointed it, as if piercing through the enemy's lungs, and his will was as firm as a meteor falling from the sky.

Wendlow could only sigh and shake his head. It seemed that he had to go on this trip.

Can't we just find an abandoned cabin, set up traps and alarms, and take a nap?

Fortunately, Mousse was leading the way, and the roads in Zhendan City were paved with stone bricks and slabs, so it was not only quiet to run, but also saved a lot of effort.

The port area was reached in a short while. Unlike Mousse who was observing the crowd, Windlow immediately understood the origin of the terrain here.

The riverbed was dug out artificially, and the rivers upstream were also artificially hauled.

A huge stone tablet was erected at the most critical position of the port, with four large Chinese characters inscribed on it: Li Yong and his son.

Windlow's guess was indeed true, this place must have been dug by someone.

"Two men dug a canal? What does it matter?"

Mousse was puzzled as to why Wendlow always cared about meaningless things.

"The man-made canal cannot carry large-tonnage ships. Hanyu Port does not have enough goods and supplies. In the future, it will inevitably..."

"In the siege, they lacked supplies and fell into a disadvantage, allowing Gelt and Zhaoming to win without a fight, as long as they are willing to wait."

These are Mousse's strengths, and she has an excellent sense for military issues.

"We can destroy the port defenses and further reduce their city defense supplies. We can then use this as a bonus to ask for a reward from Galt."

"Forget it, you see."

Wendlow stretched out his hand and pointed, and in front of them was the regular army of Zhendan.

In the entire world, except for the Empire which only has archers as militia, all others are regular armies.

Cathay, Bretonnia, Dwarves, Kislevites and even Skaven, more than half of the troops are militia.

He is a soldier in wartime and a farmer in his spare time.

The same is true for Zhendan. Their army is generally composed of militia units wearing cloth armor and carrying basic weapons. They do not have particularly strong combat capabilities.

But the precious troops of Zhendan are a complete exception. They are called Yuyong, wearing armor second only to that of dwarves, and holding short swords and round shields.

Although they are not good at killing enemies and their thick heavy armor limits their ability to chase enemies, they are indeed the best candidates for defensive battles.

As long as they are guarding the target or holding their ground, they can stand firm as a mountain until the last person standing.

Mousse is unable to penetrate armor. If he goes to the port to create chaos now, he will definitely not be able to kill Yu Yong on a large scale.

Instead, Yu Yong will delay his arrival and he will have to wait for the arrival of the main force, the affairs officer and the lord. Then he will really be unable to escape.

"You can't go up, and you can't leave. What on earth do you want to do?"

After weighing the pros and cons, Mousse was of course unhappy. He held his breath in his chest and couldn't breathe it out.

Windlow had no plan at first, but at this moment, he saw a lone small boat quietly docking at an inconspicuous location in the harbor.

I couldn't see clearly what was on top, but I could feel a few dark shadows carrying something.

"Moose, do you remember the first days when we were in Noon City? The first time we made a fortune."

Speaking of Nuln, Mousse naturally had no impression of him, but when he mentioned the windfall, his memory immediately emerged, and of course the elf's vision also saw the smuggling boat.

"We uncovered a smuggling case in Nunn City, and that's when we got the initial start-up capital."

He clenched his fists and then slung the long sword across his waist.

"Set off!"