Chapter 901: The root system that extends to rule, the station on the county road
In late autumn, the Mexica Plateau is still full of long green grass and evergreen trees that never shed their leaves. Large groups of migratory birds have returned from the cold north and are hovering in the distant mountains and forests, looking at the lively scene here, "
The young ones screamed randomly. According to their little experience, there is always food that can be found in the range of this large-scale two-legged beast. Sometimes it is grain, sometimes it is dead bodies... Of course, it will also happen here.
There is danger, especially for those red-haired hunters with extremely accurate archery.
"O God! There are so many big birds. If I can shoot one down, it will be a meal... Tsk! It's a pity that I don't have canine descendants who are good at shooting... Bah! Those archery dogs are so accurate that they shot me blind.
One eye! Otherwise, I would have to be a fourth-level warrior, and maybe I could become a military noble..."
Tai Shishan, the leader of the field, raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, took a breath, and then looked at the road ahead. On these secondary county roads built last year, he walked very fast and steadily.
A large inn appeared in front of him.
It is said to be an inn, but it is actually a large area of simple shacks. There is not even a serious wooden house, only a half-built wooden longhouse. And the smoke of birds and animals comes from the large open space between the shack and the longhouse.
As it rises, the aroma of grains wafts from afar.
"Lord God! It's so good!..."
But when he saw this newly built and crude post station, the leader of the field, Tai Shishan, licked his lips and felt a little envious. He knew that there was a good well in this post station, which was dug very deep and could provide a stable water source; a
There is a very deep and large cellar used to store the transported grain; there is also a carefully guarded wooden shed, which stores precious metal tools... and all of these belong to the station master, a retired fourth-level senior warrior.
Luo one-armed!
"Praise the Lord God! Luo Duju, how was today's lunch? The young men in the village have worked hard all morning, so they need to eat more!"
"Praise the Lord God! We are making a lot of your pumpkin cakes and refried beans in the kitchen. They will be finished soon!"
At the door of the inn, a strong one-armed warrior grinned, smiled at Tai Shishan, who was blind in one eye, and held the golden amulet around his neck to pray devoutly. Then, he turned around and walked to the back
Open-air kitchen. Food for so many people and grains are piled in piles. It must be cooked outside in the open air. There is no way it can be done in the small shed of the inn.
The strong one-armed warrior is called "Luo One-Armed". I don't know what his real name is, but everyone calls him that. He doesn't care that he only has one arm, and is even very proud of it. He often talks about his injuries in battles.
There are many small scars on Luo Duzhi's face, like corn tortillas sprinkled with chili strips, or like rags that have been sewn, which is very ferocious and weird. His smile is very stiff, even bigger than the smile.
When he's not smiling, he's a bit more ferocious. His accent is also very strange, always smelling like a villager in the mountains and forests in the south of the kingdom. And the only thing that makes people feel friendly is the pure gold sun amulet around his neck.
, it is said that it was a reward given by His Majesty himself after achieving military exploits!
"A pure gold talisman! Your Majesty gave it to you personally!...It's really amazing!..."
Tai Shishan, the leader of the field, opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but glance at the shining sun amulet on Luo Duzhi's neck. He had long been used to the other party's ferocious appearance and strange accent.
He knew that Luo Duju was not from Prepecha, but a warrior from the Tekos tribe in the southern mountains and forests. He was recruited into the Royal Guards and even joined the Kingdom's Guards Corps led by His Majesty himself! And in the Guards Corps
, the battalion that Luo Duzhi is in, like many Tekos warriors, is a pioneer throwing battalion that is famous for its bravery and piety, and specializes in throwing "magic balls"!
"O Lord God! If you get even a little bit of the ball of divine power and the roar of thunder, you will be disabled even if you die!..."
Thinking of the throwing and explosions he had seen during the Northern Expedition, Tai Shishan's heart trembled, and he looked at Luo Duzhi with more respect. He had boasted about the tiny wounds on his face and the half-broken arm.
, during the Eastern Expedition against the Tlaxcalans, they were the first to board the water valley city, and were blown up by the magical ball thrown by themselves. And there were also dozens of other cities who were also killed and injured.
The head Tlaxcala warrior!
"The kingdom's law states that being the first to kill the enemy is a first-rate military merit. And throwing a divine ball is also a highly rewarded military merit! The vanguard throwing camp of the Guards Corps is really a life-threatening road to the sky!...
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Thinking of this, the leader of the field, Tai Shishan, looked at the vast inn and then at the fields around the inn. He couldn't help but feel envious on his face.
He knew that after Luo Duzhi survived the brutal vanguard siege, he and the surviving throwing vanguards were collectively given a pure gold sun amulet and promoted to a fourth-level kingdom warrior! This warrior level is comparable to his
The third level warrior is one level higher.
According to the military merit rewards of the kingdom, the fourth-level senior warrior should be granted 240 acres of land and 12 slaves. But God bless him! The other party returned to the kingdom at the right time, and when the kingdom was building a post station, he was awarded the position of postmaster.
manor.
"The Lord God has blessed me! The postmaster's position and fiefdom...are not much different from those of a first-level military noble!..."
That’s right! According to the latest laws of the kingdom, the postmaster’s position is not an ordinary clerk, but a real title for managing a road! This title is between the fourth-level senior warrior and the first-level military noble.
, as long as there are no major omissions, it can be hereditary!
"On the second-level county roads of the kingdom, a post station is set up every two or thirty miles. The post station has a post master, two or three warriors, a dozen militiamen, thirty servants and serfs to protect the surrounding areas.
Thirty miles of road!... And Luo Duju's fiefdom is 400 acres around the inn! In the inn, wells, tools and houses are all ready, as well as rewards from the kingdom... As long as nothing goes wrong, this position and land
, you can still pass it on to your son... Tsk tsk! It’s so enviable that the eyes are red!…"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It is said that several senior warriors from Gyeonggi County were originally interested in the position of station master and wanted to compete. Although Keluo One-Armed is a
The Tekos people are from the Guards Corps, and they have made the first military exploits. No one else can compare..."
"Well, a post station has been set up here, and there is a small group of soldiers. The surrounding traffic has also improved, so it is more stable..."
The leader of the field, Tai Shishan, thought with envy as he followed the postmaster Luo Duzhu into the post station where the fragrance of grain was floating. Although he didn't understand any big principles, he understood that the extended road could facilitate the movement of the army.
With the establishment of these stations, the roots of the kingdom's rule will become deeper...
"Oh! This is so lively!..."
Taishishan walked into the crowd of people busy cooking, looked around, saw two Tekos warriors who were also not good at talking, and said hello with a smile.
"Luocang! Luojing! Have you gone hunting in the woods recently?"
Upon hearing Taishishan's question, the taller Luo Cang, carrying a hunting bow on his back, said nothing and just shook his head. The shorter Luo Jing smiled and answered in blunt Prepecha dialect.
"No! Too much work, busy... If you want to pass the army, you have to look at the inn, there is no time."
The two Tekos warriors, Luocang and Luojing, are actually relatives of Luo Duju, brothers from the southern mountain forest tribe. Luo Duju has never been married, and was sealed here, so he took his two brothers with him.
Come here. They are all from the Tekos tribe in the south. They originally had no surnames, only names based on birds, animals, plants, and tribal camps. "Cang" means born next to the barn, and "well" means born next to the mouth of a well, or in
I was conceived at the mouth of the well. Well, it’s concise and to the point, very innocent and wild.
As for the surname "Luo", it is actually the middle character of His Majesty Xiulote who was joined by Luo Duiju in the Guards Corps. In fact, the entire Guards Corps and the Tekos Battalion of 2,000 people are almost the majority.
Some people have the surname Luo! And it is worth mentioning that "Xiu" means "walking light". It is a royal surname with divine nature and cannot be used casually!
At this moment, the leader of the field, Tai Shishan, didn't think too much. He looked at the two people in front of him, pulled his hair, and asked hesitantly.
"We want to pass the troops? Where did the troops come from? We are all close to Gyeonggi County, and Hekou County will not send troops from here?... Is it the dog tribe in the rear? Or is it from Gyeonggi County?"
"Yes! As witnessed by the Lord God, they are not the red-haired hunters carrying bows on their backs, but the soldiers from Gyeonggi County! Uh... what are they, the tribes from the east, who are also carrying bows..."
"The ones from the east, those with bows on their backs, are also good at shooting!..."
The short Luo Jing hesitated and made gestures, but could not speak clearly for a while. The tall Luo Cang touched the bow and arrow on his back and turned the topic to archery. At this time, after hearing the conversation between the three, the postmaster Luo Du
Zhi came from the open-air kitchen again. He glanced at Taishi Mountain, thought of something, and said in a deep voice.
"The scouts of the Kingdom of Tai...shan have sent word that we are going to cross the border at noon today...Pumpkins and refried beans are enough. Corn tortillas are not enough. The tortillas in your village must come from the south, Tlaxcala warriors."
