Among the currencies circulating in the republics, the most popular one is the Ducate gold coins minted by the Aqua Blue Central Mint.

[Note: The original meaning of the word Ducat is "coins minted by the duke", and many regimes used this word to refer to the currency issued by their side. However, with the popularity of Venetta Ducat, this word now refers specifically to Venetta gold coins.]

The quality of Venetta Ducat is similar to that of sufficient gold and the quality is stable, so the currency value is the strongest. Bulk goods transactions are all priced at Duca, and the gold coins minted by other allies appear to be overshadowed in comparison.

Take another type of gold coins with a larger circulation - the United Provinces Golden Shield as an example. Usually, ten United Provinces Golden Shields can only cost seven Dukats. If you pay with the gold shield, you will also need to compensate the seller for fire consumption.

The value of gold shields minted in different years is slightly different. Generally speaking, the closer the year, the lower the value of gold shields. The United Provincial Mint has been adding more base metals in the gold shields day by day, and everyone knows this.

This makes it quite inconvenient to use the Golden Shield, and it is even more incapable of challenging Ducat's status.

Not only in the territory of the Senas Alliance, but even far away in the empire, merchants in the Near East were also very willing to trade with Ducat. Therefore, the large amount of gold coins flowed out every year also caused some trouble to the Republic of Veneta.

Therefore, the merchants and craftsmen who traveled in the republics directly called Dukat "gold coins", while other types of gold coins have different names.

For the vast majority of the league, Ducart is equivalent to pure gold, and is one of the main forms of people's exposure to gold.

What Cosci and Anna sent was a completely different kind of gold - a whole gold bar weighing nearly 200 grams, which was so valuable that Winters could not use them at all.

Each 3.56 grams of Ducat is rarely circulated on the market because of its excessive currency value, not to mention a gold bar that can match 56 Ducats.

Cosa said that Winters could understand what she meant when she saw these gold bars, but the only use that Winters could think of was to use bribes.

However, Winters, who was unfamiliar with people and land, had no way to bribe him, and he could not leave the rest of the same period alone.

In the arduous siege, we supported each other, shared tents and hot food in the cold winter of the archipelago, and experienced the Battle of Taniria together, the bonds of this Venetta military academy student were far stronger than those of his predecessors.

Although there is not even a place to spend money at present, gold bars are no different from lead blocks. But after suddenly having a large amount of precious metals that can control, Winters' anxiety and stress unconsciously alleviated a lot.

Money has such magic.

...

Shire got what he wanted to stay with Winters, and Gold didn't stay in Wolftown for too long.

The next day, the pirate leader left and Winters sent him to the Blackwater River Ferry.

"I'll ask you for other things, Captain Gold." Winters saluted Gold solemnly.

"A small thing." Gold laughed: "You are not afraid that I will run away with the money."

"Then I'm not worried." Winters also smiled and said, "As long as you don't tell Miss Navare, I'll give the gold ticket."

Gold not only carried Winters' reply, but also the promissory note of Albert, the castle goldsmith of Kings.

The goldsmith's promissory note was brought by Anna Toshire, which is essentially a stub that can be exchanged for pre-stored gold at the goldsmith.

The coins circulating on the market vary in quality, so in the past people needed to send gold and silver to goldsmiths to cast coins of uniform specifications.

Precious metal craftsmen not only have vaults, but also hire guards. Gradually, some people discovered that gold exists in goldsmiths are much safer than keeping them in their own hands.

The goldsmith recognized the votes but did not recognize the person, and paid the gold with the bills. As a result, the gold bills evolved into a currency in disguise. Because they were hidden, they were convenient for widespread use and transactions by merchants.

According to Winters' request, Gold would first go to the Kings Castle to exchange the promissory notes for gold coins, and then bring the map and gold coins to the Venetta lieutenants scattered all over the Xinken land.

Life for the Venetta people is probably not easy. Winters is no short of money now, and he hopes to help others as much as possible.

This is a difficult task, because Winters neither knows how many times were assigned to the new land at the same time nor the specific locations where others are.

For Andre and Bad, Winters asked Charles to send four gold bars to them each. The remaining Venetta people could only rely on Gold and find them in one town.

"Mr. Gold, I really don't know how to thank you... really, thank you." Winters thanked this former enemy from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't thank you, what's there to thank?" Gold showed a mouthful of gold teeth: "It's not a white worker, I've collected the money."

After saying that, Gold laughed and stabbed the horse's ribs, and left.

Watching the old friend leave, Winters suddenly felt Lieutenant Mason's mood.

...

Lieutenant Colonel Custer and Lieutenant Mason said it was true that in mid-September, a week after Charles and Gold arrived in Wolf Town, the Army correspondent sent three things to Lieutenant Montane.

The salary for the next quarter and a recruitment order from the Xinken Land Legion.

The content of the command is very brief, and the specific plan is vague, with only a few words to explain the requirements and time.

Quote part of the original text:

"Major General of the Republic of Paratu, commander of the New Reclamation Legion, recipient of the Violet Order, Kevin J. Adams issued this order under the glorious and inviolable "Told Agreement".

"Wangtun Town, under the jurisdiction of the co-governance county, is obliged to provide militias as auxiliary forces when needed by the Xinkendi Legion."

Aside from the red tape cliché, the specific content is to require Langtun Town to provide a militia with a full 100-man team, without having to bring their own armed forces, and the range of withdrawals is limited to males with healthy limbs between the ages of 15 and 35.

The roster must be sent to the Revodan City garrison before October 15th, and the specific assembly location and time will be notified separately.

The tone of this order to issue the order does not come from the Republican government, but rather it is like the great nobles of the old era asking lower-level vassals to fulfill their obligation of allegiance.

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You should know that the less the instructions, the wider the limitations, and the greater the operation space left for the executor.

This order issued by General Adams has no restrictions except for the quality of the withdrawal. It is not difficult to destroy ordinary farmers' families if they are ill-behaved.

Winters was quite surprised by this. It was no wonder that the civilians in Gillard and Wolf Town were all used to it.

After reading the orders in each village, the villagers had no objection to the way they drew, and the only thing they cared about was the number of drew.

Many villagers muttered: "Last time, only forty people were recruited, why did they recruit eighty people this time?" Some literate villagers also plucked up the courage to read the original copy of the order.

However, the order for the capping of the fire lacquer was clearly written in white and black. Although everyone was dissatisfied, they only complained a few times. In front of Winters and Gillard, no one dared to object publicly.

Winters did not expect that the people of Wolf Town naturally accepted the situation of needing to be discharged to serve. The process of reading the orders was very smooth, and he almost didn't have to speak.

Back at the security office, Winters invited Gillard, Father Kaman and Friar Reid to discuss the method of deducting the child.

"Don't worry too much. Langtun has experienced many times before, and everyone is used to it." Gillard saw Winters' uneasiness: "If I want to say it's the old way, draw lots."

Father Kaman shook his head: "It may not be possible to draw lots alone. In the past, only 40 people were drawn, not too many. This time, 80 people were drawn, all of them were young and strong in each village. If a family draws two, the remaining elderly, weak, women and children in the family will be difficult. I am afraid that someone will escape."

Gillard thought, "Does the person who didn't draw get some money as compensation?"

"Maybe it's OK," Father Kaman said, holding the necklace: "But you have to take a good amount of compensation. Some families are poor, and some are rich, so it's best to distinguish them."

Gillard and Kaman, I discussed it in one word.

But what Winters is more curious about is what Gillard said, "Wolf Tun has experienced many times before."

"What happened to the sucking in the past?" Winters asked.

"Cough." Gillard sighed and said, "Every time we start fighting with the Huds, we have to get people from both big and small battles. Before, there were no officials in our town, so I would take them there."

Not only are the taxes and labor services in the new land not only costly, but also have more frequent labor services than Winters imagined.

Seeing Winters frowned, Gillard hurriedly added: "It is said that the militia is just a civilian, and there is almost no need to go to fight to kill the enemy. It is mainly to do miscellaneous work for the soldiers, move things, and escort supplies."

"Fighting with the Hurds? What does it mean?" Winters' focus was not on what Gillard said: "Have you ever fought many times?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Reed sneered: "To the east of Paratu, Venetta and the United Provinces, and to the west are the Hed tribes. If you don't fight against the Hed people, can you still go to war with the allies?"

"Why haven't I heard much about Paratu fighting the Heds while in the United Provinces and Veneta?"

"Will everyone talk about it if dog bites people?" the old monk said mockingly: "It's only when people bite dogs. What's the special thing about the plateau people fighting with the Heds? Especially you Venetta people, what else do you care about besides money? Haven't you always been indifferent to Paratu? If Paratu excavates a large gold mine one day, I guarantee that the Venetta people will know everything the next day."

Winters ignored the old charlatan's sarcastic tone and asked, "I mean... why should I beat it?"

"Why do you need to fight?" Reed seemed to hear the ridiculous joke and laughed: "When should you ask when the truce has been done?"

He stood up, dipped his fingers in wine and began to draw on the table, and in a few strokes he made outline the general outline of the Paratu Plateau.

"The Hed people are not a whole. The tribes and the Palatus fought each other every three years and each five years. The history of mutual conquests has been at least hundreds of years. If we counted from the Western Expedition of the Ancient Empire, it would have been thousands of years. Today's Palatus people are actually the imperialized Hed people, and they were originally one of the tribes. But the Palatus people refused to recognize it."

The old monk was drawing pictures on the table and said to himself: "In the past century, the Palatus and the Heds had won and lost each other earlier. The tribes even fought all the way to the castle of Kings. The Duke of Paratu hid in the castle and shivered, allowing the Heds to burn, kill and robbed everywhere."

The old beg monk suddenly stopped, calculated his fingers and sighed, "Think about it, that's already sixty years ago."

Winters, Gillard and Father Kaman were all sensible.

"What then?" Winters asked.

"Then the Heds will kill themselves. Infighting, splitting, fighting for the Khan throne, the old monk sneered, "The Palatus people got the weapons of the Union Province, and the gold of Venetta, and the Heds could not withstand it. The place you are now sitting in was originally the land of the Suta tribe of the Heds, but now it has become the new land of Paratus?"

The old monk raised his chin to Father Kaman: "Wolf Town Church is the church of heretics who came to the Suta tribe in his early years, so the murals on the wall are murals of the Aliusites, don't you know?"

"What did you say?" Father Kaman was stunned.

"You go back and take a closer look to see if the Son of God on the mural has gradually gone from beardless to bearded. This means that the Son of God is a human being, and it is the doctrine of the Aliusites." The old monk begged and laughed: "The people who come to receive the ritual property don't know anything. They took over the original model as it was, and the mural has not been modified. I am afraid that the old boy Anthony would be so angry that he doesn't have the nerve to mention this matter to him."

"Where did the Suta tribe go?" Winters asked.

"Where can you go? You've all gone to heaven." The old monk pointed at Gillard: "Mr. Mitchell also made some efforts."

Gillard was originally stunning, but suddenly he was called out and was shocked. After a while, he slowly replied: "When we Dussa first arrived in Paratu, the new land was indeed not the new land."

When Winters thought of the Heds on Achieol Island who were fearless of death in order to return home, he couldn't help but sigh: "What do you mean is that the war between the Racing Horse Kingdom and the Hed tribes has never stopped?"

"That's about that." The old monk blinked: "There are some fights and some stops, but the fights and some stops, but overall, I haven't stopped."

Winters remembered the war between Veneta and the Islands again: "Are the Hurds rich?"

"No, on the contrary, the Huds are very poor. So in the past, the Huds always attacked the tribes and defended the Palatus." The old monk pointed to the map on the table and said, "But now it is different. Now it is attacked the Palatus and defended the Heds. The country of galloping horses longs for more land, but cannot fight against Lianzhou and Venetta, so naturally they can only move westward."

"Isn't it a no-man's land to go west?" Winters had been to the west bank of the Great Kowloon not long ago.

"I think what I want this time is this unmanned land that is 100 kilometers wide." The old monk stroked his beard and said, "The Palatus people are fighting on trophy. The more they fight, the more they need trophy. The more they need trophy, the more they need to continue fighting, just like snowballs... But this has nothing to do with you. If you relax, the people of Wolf Town will definitely support the war with the Hed. If the compensation is reasonable, it is not difficult to gather a militia with a team of 100 people."

"Why?" Winters became increasingly confused: "There are still people willing to fight? I mean poor families...and poor families willing to fight."
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