Chapter 150 Toll Station and Samori Territory
In the Earldom of Samori.
At this moment, because of the chaos, there are refugees everywhere.
It can be seen that this territory has reached the extreme level of chaos.
Soldiers would even randomly intercept the citizens on the road and ask them whether they believed in the God of Law or the God of Storms. If the citizens did not curse the God of Law or praise the God of Storms, they would directly chop them to death and kill them. Steal all the belongings of these people.
But this is not just a characteristic of the Samori family, it is a family.
All storm lords, because of their beliefs, treat the people who do not believe in the same god in various ways. They are also required to pay additional taxes, perform additional military service, and even pay an additional tax in order to believe in the God of Law and attend the local church of the God of Law.
However, it is rare for the Samori family to be so crazy.
At this moment, the Samori family probably sensed that their dominance was on the verge of collapse, and they burst out in instinctive madness.
At this time, soldiers at the toll station on the Samori Post Road were intercepting the convoy of a group of wealthy people who believed in the God of Law, trying to make things difficult for the wealthy people and make them spit out some of their belongings. But soon, a soldier saw Sunan's carriage from a distance.
"That's...that's, that's the carriage of the noble Storm Lord, with the emblem of Earl Peter's family on the carriage."
"Count Peter?"
The originally domineering soldier's face suddenly showed respect and vigilance.
After all, Sunan's identity in the mortal world is the Storm Lord who rules the mortal world on behalf of the God of Storms. These soldiers who were born in the Storm Kingdom not only respect Sunan for the nobles, but also respect Sunan religiously. Respect for status.
The carriage stopped in front of the toll station. A soldier boldly imitated the etiquette of a noble, saluted, and said nervously: "Dear Count Peter, hello, I am the toll collector appointed by Count Samory."
"Three storm copper coins are required to pass the toll station."
"God of Storms, I hope you can understand, this is just a rule."
The merchant family on the side was a little restless, because they had just been asked to pay seven storm gold coins, but the count wanted to pass the station, and he only needed three storm copper coins.
In the Middle Ages, there was no strict concept of national borders, so it was very common for different lords to travel or pass through the lands of other lords, and they could even bring some retainers and troops with them.
Of course, if you enter someone else's territory with troops, then others may also bring troops to fight you out.
Therefore, even during this process, there were cases where some lords or knights were suddenly detained by others when passing through other people's territory.
However, this situation is rare, and most people just want a ransom.
It is rare for aristocrats to kill each other.
Otherwise, it will be easy for the two families to have vicious incidents that will never end.
Sunan asked Vasilian to pay the transit tax, which was only three copper coins. There was no need to worry about it. After some hesitation, the soldiers at the toll station felt that they had to abide by their work responsibilities, so they asked Sunan's carriage: " Lord Earl Peter, can you tell me why you entered our territory?”
"Our lord, the Earl, will welcome you as our guest."
Vasilian sat on the carriage and immediately scolded him. "Asshole."
"Who are you to ask Mr. Sunan what you want to do?"
From inside the carriage, two hounds roared.
The toll collector became hesitant and timid. Facing Vasilian, he suddenly became very scared. He felt that the black-armored knight in front of him not only made him feel majestic, but also felt extremely terrifying.
"Yes... yes, welcome to Samori Territory, Lord Earl Peter."
Sunan's perfunctory voice came from the carriage. "Don't worry Earl of Samori. I just want to go on a pilgrimage to the [Monastery of Our Lady of the Storm God] outside the suburbs of Samori." Pilgrimage is the perfect excuse and reason for a lord to enter the territory of another lord in this era.
After all, you can't stop others from going on pilgrimage.
The toll collector immediately breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and bowed to the carriage at the same time, and said: "I'm sorry to disturb you, Lord Peter."
"Please come in."
"Quickly remove the wooden horse and let Lord Peter's carriage enter."
Vasilian immediately drove the carriage away.
After Sunan and others left, the soldiers suddenly changed their faces and looked at the rich man's motorcade waiting obediently on the side of the road.
"It's your turn. Without seven storm gold coins, you can't go out today!"
The old rich man walked down tremblingly with the help of his servants. "But I see that the earl just now only needs to pay three copper coins..."
The toll collector sneered. "I am an earl. Who do you think you are? You are worthy of comparison with me. I only need three copper coins for entry and exit. You...I have changed my mind now. I will charge you at least ten storm gold coins."
"I'm not blackmailing you."
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"The Earl of Samori recently ordered that the army needs funds because he wants to suppress you untouchables who believe in the God of Law, so you untouchables should bear this part of the military expenses. You have to pay extra taxes."
"In addition, the earl also ordered that those of you who have some property in Samori cannot leave with your family!"
Many people in Fuhu's team suddenly looked ugly.
How can they escape from this ghost place in Samori Land?
No one is allowed to leave here, but if you stay in this area, you are in danger of being robbed by Earl Samori's army at any time.
……
On Sunan's carriage, Vasilian drove two fine white-fronted horses and said at the same time: "Master Sunan, this land has become very chaotic because of stupid lies."
"Lies lead to dissatisfaction, lies lead to wars, lies lead to hearts fighting against each other."
"Unless religion dies, war will never die."
Vasilian was enveloped in the magic of death. At this moment, he seemed to have some understanding, so the learning speed of the Words of the Dead meditation method was greatly increased.
The whispers of the dead appeared in his ears.
Sunan asked Zhinao to check Vasilian's mental power and found that Vasilian's mental power actually reached 21.
Sunan said to Vasilian: "Yeah."
Sunan was noncommittal about this, because this was Vasilian's unique understanding of the world, so Sunan believed that there was not much difference between evaluation and non-evaluation.
Sunan said: "According to what the businessman from the Attica Military Region said before, the gathering of petrified witches is deep in the woods ahead."
"Hopefully, this rally will still be held at the end of this month."
"I just want to sell these low-level potions of mine."
Vasilian said: "Yes, my master. I will drive the carriage over right now."
(End of chapter)