Chapter 163 Visitors from the South
On the third day after the No. 1 factory building was capped, a large fleet arrived in Wesson, and Frederick left the construction site to deal with it.
Hundreds of foreigners with brown skin, black curly hair and black and gold eyes arrived with the ship. They got off the ship one by one with large and small bags, chattering about everything around them.
When Frederick saw these people, he felt that they were not like the rebels exiled by Mrs. Sophie, but more like a tour group that he went to an island country with before crossing over.
The clothes of these people are very interesting.
The men's clothing style is the suit from Weissensee, which is mainly made of white cotton and original color linen, but the cuffs, collar and hem have a circle of yellow or blue leaves and feathers, which is quite nice.
The ladies wear dark sleeveless dresses with beautiful colorful belts tied around their waists, with the long part hanging down the front, and a light-colored tulle jacket on the outside.
They also wear a piece of tulle on their heads, fixed with a headband.
The speakers from both sides soon met on the pier. Frederick saw that the other party was an old man in his fifties, who looked like a scholar.
Someone had notified them half a month in advance. Frederick prepared a hotel for them to stay temporarily and arranged for the bank to send staff to exchange currency for them.
Finally, he asked them to prepare bilingual maps and bilingual conversation cards in daily terms at the front desk of the hotel. Remember to bring them with you when you go out.
After hearing this, Imhotep, the patriarch of the family, asked in disbelief in a somewhat jerky Rhine dialect: "Is this all there is? No other conditions?"
After them Thinking about it, I might not have been mistreated when I first arrived here, but I couldn't escape from house arrest. It turned out that they didn't mean that at all.
Frederick nodded and replied: "Yes, that's it, oh, just don't preach."
He has received so many benefits from Mrs. Sophie, so naturally he will not regard them as Prisoners, they just transferred a regiment back to Weissenburg City a few days ago.
Imhotep immediately said: "We will convert."
"I understand." Frederick nodded, "The ceremony is scheduled for the autumnal equinox next month. There are too many people and it takes some time to prepare. "
Imhotep expressed his understanding. At this time, his tribe came over and said that there was something to be done about unloading the cargo from the ship. Although Frederick did not understand, he still asked Christian, the Minister of Foreign Affairs behind him, to go. coordinate solution.
Then...
“This is my granddaughter Susan.” Imhotep pulled a six or seven-year-old girl from behind to the front, “It’s too messy here at the dock. , please help me take care of it.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he slipped away, leaving both Frederick and the little girl staring.
Frederick discovered that this little girl also had golden eyes, almost exactly the same as Mrs. Sophie.
Susan just looked at Frederick so curiously and said nothing.
Frederick smiled slightly, turned around and asked Tarot to take care of the little girl, while he took the guards to see the unloaded cotton.
The cotton shipped this time is still cotton bolls without seed removal, all compacted and packed in sacks.
Such a cotton fleet would appear at the dock in Weissensee every three or five days, unload the goods, load them with local specialties, and leave the next day.
Frederick suddenly heard a few sailors pointing at him not far away, speaking in Pulan as if no one else was listening, the voice was not loud enough for him to hear.
Level A: "Is he the Duke of Wesson?"
Sailor B: "No, it doesn't look like the hair has even grown yet."
Level C: "It's impossible for him to kill a general among tens of thousands of people, right?" Sailor A: "It must have been done by someone else. He was so scared that he didn't know where to drink milk at that time."
Frederick glanced at a man on the boat in the distance. This man was holding the side of the boat with both hands. He was only wearing a pair of linen trousers. He had no clothes on his upper body, revealing strong muscles and golden shoulder-length hair. Hanging freely, those dark blue eyes are extremely deep, and the whole person looks like a lion sizing up its prey.
Sailor A over there was still there and said indifferently: "I think he must be a person who is seeking fame and reputation. He can do such a thing without even growing any hair."
Sailor B nodded and agreed: "I think so. Many gentlemen take the credit of others and claim it as their own. He must be such a shameless person."
Level C said: "He Being so shameless, he might even kill the person who made the real contribution.”
Frederick curled his lips slightly and asked the guards to stay. He walked to the cargo ship alone as if nothing had happened. His eyes were always looking at the lion-like man on the ship. He didn't seem to care at all about the three sailors who were saying bad things about him. .
When the sailors saw him like this, they became even more unscrupulous.
When Frederick passed by them, he pulled out the revolver on his waist with his right hand, and without turning his head, he shot each of the three people in the head.
He waved his hand nonchalantly, making a gesture to the guards to keep quiet, and then he got on the boat.
Frederick walked up to the man as if nothing had happened, and like him, he held his hands on the side of the ship and looked towards the port.
"Heredin?" Frederick asked.
He had previously inquired about some news about the Kingdom of Kush where Mrs. Sophie was located. The person in front of him was the maritime minions of the Ayyup Dynasty in the Kingdom of Kush in the southern part of the inner sea. He worked as a pirate on odd numbers and even numbers every month. Be a navy.
Now the inland sea is divided between the four forces. To the south is Hayreddin who dominates, to the northwest is controlled by Pietro of the Kingdom of Tarago, to the east is the world of Hedem of the Ghazi Empire, and in the middle is Paou Luo was caught in the middle and strictly guarded the coast of the Kingdom of Sardinia.
But these are too far away from Frederick. Even if he wanted to seize the sea outlet, he would have to fight the loose alliance of nobles and principalities in the north. If he wanted to seize the inland sea outlet, he would have to kill the entire Osmaga Empire along the Danube River. , this task is too difficult.
"It's me." Hayreddin replied.
Frederick said calmly: "I think that if both parties want to cooperate, openness and honesty are the most important, what do you think?"
Haredin said in a deep voice: "Those three are from Hedem. "
Frederick thought that this was indeed the case, and then said: "Then, I don't think you think that me killing these little bugs means that Hedem will become my enemy, right? , as long as the benefits are sufficient, the Kingdom of Kush will still cooperate with me even if I kill you."
Hailedin turned his head and looked at him deeply, and said straight to the point: "Mrs. Sophie wants to buy weapons. "
"Yes," Frederick replied immediately, "You can take some samples back for free this time."
Now he has begun to export folding rifles and steel ball bombs made of black powder to friendly countries. The Archduke of Mainz and the Archduke of Bain have already placed orders. One more rich man can make his face cramp with laughter.
Hailedin was a little surprised by his generosity. Both he and Mrs. Sophie thought that he would put forward many conditions, so they agreed without thinking and even sent samples, so he asked: "What do you want? ?”
Frederick replied: “Food, minerals, cotton, magic crystals, spices, gold, gems, honey, medicinal materials... these are all okay”
Hailedin said. : "These are no problem. If you have enough weapons, these are easy to get."
"However, to get here, our ship must pass through the sea area controlled by Hedem, and he must be defeated to expand. Transport scale.”
Frederick nodded, thinking that maybe selling another weapon wouldn't matter.
(End of this chapter)