Donation

"Five hundred Gold Coins?" Yang Bo asked in surprise.

"Never underestimate a knight. Every family has some valuables tucked away. That bow isn't much use to their family now, since they don't have any archers."

"And privately transferring merits is an unwritten rule. Today, you only earned one and a half cavalry merits. The one where you shot the warhorse only counts as half."

"On the battlefield, you have to at least leave the enemy unable to fight or seriously wounded for it to count as a full merit." Locke explained again.

"What do you mean, sir?" Yang Bo did not make the decision himself and pretended not to understand.

"There are many little factions within the military, mostly divided by city. Green City, for example, is a small group within the army."

"It would naturally be a good thing if Green City gained another noble, even the lowest-ranked kind." Locke did not answer directly, instead offering an explanation.

"Then I agree." Yang Bo understood what he meant.

"Actually, your half merit was already enough. The caravan offered a reward of 500 Gold Coins this time. The eight knights who arrived first, plus you, received 300 Gold Coins. The remaining 200 Gold Coins went to the infantrymen who arrived later."

"You may wonder why the infantry received 200 Gold Coins. That's because we cavalry still need to cooperate with infantry in battle. Besides, the caravan's wounded could receive treatment only because the infantry arrived."

"Of our 300 Gold Coins, 100 have to be given to our other superiors, because this rescue was carried out under orders from above."

"You may find that strange." Locke looked at Yang Bo.

Yang Bo did not find it strange at all. Anyone who tried to keep everything for himself would be ostracized by everyone