Chapter 169 4.29 Duchess Letty Coldstone

Lady Coldstone rode on the back of her iconic tundra rhino and stood quietly in front of the castle gate of Frost Rain Castle.

Behind her stood the last 200 yak riders in the city.

As the Countess of the Viking Frost People, Lady is nearly 2 meters tall. Like all Frost People women, her skin is as crystal as snow, her nose is high and her eyes are deep, blue, and she is a rare Viking beauty. But those who are familiar with her know that Lady can sit on the Duchess of Frost Ridge, and she does not rely on her beauty.

She is the real savior who leads the Frost People from poverty to wealth.

Because of its extremely high latitude, Frost Ridge has the coldest climate in Scandinavia. Even in midsummer, there will still be frequent snowflakes falling in Frost Ridge. Therefore, this is the poorest piece of land among the seven provinces of the Vikings.

Before Lady became the chief, the lifestyle of the Frost People was no different from that of Viking hunters in other provinces. Men herd yaks, while women work day and night on the barren land, so that they can get a little meager food in autumn. The barrenness of the land has made the number of Viking Frost People sparse for a long time. More and more Frost People choose to migrate from Frost Ridge to the more prosperous Dragon's Breath Plateau in the south to seek a living.

In the process of population loss, Countess Letty appeared.

Letty was not born in Scandinavia, but in the Apennine Peninsula, which is very far away from here. Her biological father was a mercenary who fought for the Byzantine King Mikhail II as a "saber-toothed mercenary". Because she was born and raised in the Mediterranean, which advocates trade, Letty's vision is completely different from other Vikings.

Here, she understood a crucial theorem: trade is better than hard work.

After adulthood, Letty's biological father died in a battle. Like all the children of the Varyag Guard, she wanted to bring her dead father's ashes back to Frost Ridge for burial. After she returned to her homeland, she found out that her father was actually of royal blood. In this barren land, the royal family would rather go out as mercenaries than to stay in this barren land.

With no competition, Letty successfully became the chief.

And the first reform she undertook was to completely abandon the hundreds of acres of barren saline-alkali land in the territory. She sold everything she had to buy a whaling ship and ordered the whole tribe to go out to sea to hunt whales.

Although Frost Ridge had nothing, the Norwegian Sea, which was not far from the frozen coast, was the habitat of seals, walruses and whales. In the past, the Viking Frost People only went out to sea to catch these ugly creatures that were not delicious to fill their stomachs when they were desperate. Although the layer of sticky and greasy fat contained extremely high calories, the Frost People rarely ate this thing.

Because almost no one would swallow this thing without vomiting.

However, Letty had broadened her horizons in the Mediterranean, where maritime trade was extremely prosperous. Having worked in a Roman merchant's shop since she was a child, Letty deeply understands the huge profits contained in whale oil, ivory and seal leather. These goods have always been in great demand in major fine workshops in Paris, and they are almost always out of stock.

Since the whaling ship of Frost Rain Castle began to operate, the Frost People quickly mastered the technology of whaling and boiling whale oil under the guidance of Roman merchants, and their income began to rise sharply. "Paris", the pearl of destruction in the Western Continent, cherishes the living things in the hands of the Frost People the most. In order to obtain the best soap and smooth leopard skin, every spring, the noble ladies in Paris will specially hire the priests of the Holy Bishop to perform rituals, praying that this year's Viking Frost People can hunt the materials they urgently need.

In the past ten years, the Frost People have developed a fixed living habit. In spring and summer, their entire tribe goes out to sea to hunt, transports the goods to Constantinople, and exchanges them for gold coins from French merchants. In autumn, they would return to the ship again and cross the sea to the Slavic land to plunder food, women, and daily necessities for the winter.

No one in the whole tribe was engaged in production.

Relying on the new trade route developed by Letty Coldstone, all the Frost People in Frost Ridge took off and quickly became rich. In just ten years, Frost Rain Castle became the richest city in the three provinces east of the Tianduan Mountains.

So it was almost inevitable that she was targeted by Bakambusi.

Letty narrowed her eyes and slashed at the almost endless Slavic army in the vast wasteland. She couldn't help but think of what her bloody father said to her before he died: "There is no difference between being a mercenary and a pirate. When you pick up a weapon to cut people, you must be prepared to be killed by others."

The Frost People did not produce anything. Every year, they crossed the sea to the Slavs to rob food from their land. Today, it was time for them to pay their debts.

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"King Bakambusi, I have heard that you are the greatest warrior of the Slavs! Let's be frank. The meager force of my Frost Rain Castle cannot stop your army. However, if you can give my warriors a chance to duel, your reputation will be praised forever in my territory."

Letty stood in the middle of the two armies. This was the first time she faced such a large army since she became a lord. The 15,000-man army covered the snow-white plain in front of the gate of Frost Rain Castle, like a lush forest suddenly growing out of the plain. The mist exhaled by these angry slaves formed a snow-white cloud.

There was a flame of greed in everyone's eyes.

The Duchess knew in her heart that this battle was inevitable. The reason was simple. Before Bakambusi arrived, she had ordered her men to execute all the Slav slaves in Frost Ridge overnight.

At least five thousand lives have died in the last three days. Their bodies are even piled up by the city wall at this time, and there is no time to deal with them.

"Haha, duel? After destroying the Dragon Breath Cave, our army still has 15,000 people left. What can you do with the 200 cavalrymen behind you?"

Oleg had just said half of his words when Bakambusi stretched out his big hand to stop him. One man and one bear walked to the front of the battle. He smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Haha, okay!"

"I have been wandering around your land for several months, killing either the elderly or children. I have had enough of this kind of cowardly life!"

"It would be best if you, little girl, could jump out a few tough guys for me to satisfy my hand addiction!"

Letty's eyes widened in disbelief.

The Slavic army suddenly appeared in the Scandinavian Peninsula, and there were almost no soldiers in her city that could be used for fighting. Inviting Bakambusi to duel was a helpless move, and it was a desperate fight she came up with as a lord. However, she never expected that Bakambusi actually agreed.

She looked at the guards behind her who were hired from Constantinople at a high price and nodded in surprise.