System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 730 - 248: I’ve Decided to Start a War (10,000 Words)

Chapter 730: Chapter 248: I’ve Decided to Start a War (10,000 Words)

Leaving the archery training ground, Lynn walked with Red on the lime road back to the town.

In the fields on either side, farmers who were weeding glanced at Lynn, giving him a respectful gaze.

They couldn’t help but bow slightly.

Lynn nodded slightly in response.

A few minutes later.

Lynn arrived at Lord’s Square.

Looking out over the square.

He saw ten carriages and dozens of horses stopped there.

In front of the carriages, George and Boer were standing.

They had smiles on their faces, seemingly having a pleasant conversation.

Lynn walked briskly toward the two.

George, always alert, immediately spotted Lynn and stepped forward to greet him.

Standing before Lynn, George bowed slightly, "Master, Mr. Boer has arrived."

Lynn nodded slightly.

Boer also stepped forward a few paces and respectfully addressed Lynn, "Master Lynn, I apologize for troubling you to personally host me."

Lynn smiled and said, "Mr. Boer, you’re too kind. We’re partners, after all."

"If there’s anything you need my help with, please feel free to let me know."

Boer hesitated for a moment and finally sighed before explaining.

"Master Lynn, the main issue is that this matter is beyond my abilities."

"Otherwise, no matter the cost, I wouldn’t trouble you, Master Lynn."

Lynn nodded, waiting for Boer to continue.

"As you saw, Master Lynn, these carriages are loaded with all the grain purchased from Kakasong City, a total of fifty thousand pounds."

"You know, Master Lynn, that even with swift horses, it takes at least two days to get from your territory to Kakasong City."

"For slow-traveling carriages like ours, it takes at least four or five days."

"And that’s traveling day and night!"

"So, right after exchanging the fine salt with you, I transported it to Kakasong City for sale."

"I had early contacts with a grain merchant and bought fifty thousand pounds of barley, then immediately returned to Morgan Town for a brief rest."

"I was preparing to transport this barley to your territory."

"However, on this departure from Morgan Town, I encountered a problem, Master Lynn."

At this point.

Boer’s tone slightly shifted.

"I was robbed by Frank Manor."

"They imposed three major taxes on me: passage tax, trade tax, and even property tax!"

"The taxes I paid this time amounted to as high as two hundred and fifteen Gold Pounds!"

Lynn was somewhat surprised, "That much?"

Boer nodded, "Yes, Master Lynn."

"Frank Manor doesn’t know exactly how much property I have right now."

"Otherwise, the taxes levied would have been even more!"

In the past year, he had transacted many times with Master Lynn before him.

The profits earned were also substantial.

But that didn’t mean he wasn’t pained by the Gold Pounds taken as taxes.

Those were earned by traveling day and night, even risking his life.

Boer continued, "Frank Manor not only started taxing merchants, but the rate is two to three times higher than elsewhere."

"Most outrageously, they forcibly levy taxes by virtue of having armed forces!"

"Even the Free People in the town who haven’t signed labor contracts with them are strictly prohibited from leaving Morgan Town!"

Hearing this.

Lynn frowned slightly.

But he wasn’t too surprised.

Now in Morgan Town, with the balance among several Manor Lords gone, Frank Manor dominated.

Of course, Frank Manor could do whatever it pleased.

The Free People in the town, despite having plenty of complaints and anger.

But as ordinary people, what can they do?

Even if they wanted to resist, they’d be immediately suppressed by the soldiers of Frank Manor.

Lynn looked directly at Boer and asked, "Mr. Boer, what do you want me to do?"

Feeling Lynn’s gaze, Boer’s heart was full of conflict.

"Master Lynn, you’ve misunderstood."

"The reason I wanted to discuss this face-to-face with you is to give you a heads-up."

"Frank Manor is vigorously extorting money, indifferent to the merchants’ survival."

"Surely, they plan to do something unusual."

In the end.

Boer didn’t tell Lynn the words Yale had told him.

Requesting Master Lynn to deploy troops to overthrow Frank Manor, thereby solving his issues of transporting goods and being taxed heavily?

How could it be that simple?

War is not as easy as a few words!

Once war breaks out between two Lords, it is destined to bring death.

Confrontation with weapons, even rivers of blood!

If Master Lynn could achieve victory in this war, then so be it.

This would eliminate Frank Manor, taking control of all the land and labor of Morgan Town.

And controlling the trading routes and taxing authority of Morgan Town.

But if he failed?

What consequences would his suggestion bring to Master Lynn?

Boer dared not imagine.

Lynn nodded, "Thank you for the warning, Mr. Boer. I will arrange for precautions."

Receiving a response from Master Lynn, Boer bowed in acknowledgement.

Fifty thousand pounds of barley, at the current market price of two pounds per penny, amounts to only twenty-five thousand pence.

According to Boer’s needs for fine salt, it could only be exchanged for five thousand pounds.

That only fills one of his carriages.

However.

Boer took out nine hundred and thirty-eight Gold Pounds to purchase forty-five thousand pounds of Lynn’s fine salt.