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Chapter 129 Homecoming

"The sound and writing outside the mountains are broken, and after winter comes spring again. I am even more timid when I'm close to my hometown, and I don't dare to ask anyone who's coming."

Going all the way north, the closer I get to this familiar land, the more I feel the feeling of "being more timid when close to home". Unfortunately, this increasingly worse situation is in front of me. Even if I want to, I will do nothing.

Less than.

Since it is destined to be impossible to escape, then try to face it.

At my request, the Northern Lights would stop every time it arrived in a town, and I would come down for a walk to see the situation on the ground.

Due to stop and go, the journey from the Donglan Principality to the capital, which lasted up to a week, had already taken more than two months.

This is my consistent style, and it is also the administrative basis for my professors Anne and Renee. You cannot solve the problem by sitting high in the palace and giving blind orders. To solve the problem, you must first find out what the problem is.

In this regard, waiting for the report at home and witnessing it with one's own eyes are completely different feelings, "twenty people starved to death" and "witnessing a dozen corpses freezing to death on the street, witnessing the human tragedy of exchanging food for food."

"They are completely two different things. The former is just a report that the superior has forgotten, but the latter can make a ruler with a little conscience sleepless at night.

But at this moment, the more I investigated, the more depressed I became, and the situation was much worse than I expected.

The previous worst predictions have come true. After losing the last mineral land, Donglan, who is financially bankrupt, has been struggling to make ends meet for twenty years.

The Orc War in the North a year ago shook the last foundation of Donglan. After the war wore away the last resources of the country, and after it could not even purchase enough food for the winter, the Principality of Donglan had actually reached the point of collapse.

edge.

This year's food harvest is as bad as ever. In addition, the national treasury is already so poor that there is no need to close the door. A large-scale famine is bound to happen. Fortunately, after making a lot of money from the Oran Empire, at least there will not be many frozen corpses this winter.

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But even so, it is still extremely uncomfortable to see the lives of those citizens who do not have high requirements. They really can't stand it, even though they know that this is a temporary solution without much effect.

, I will still reach out to help.

"Maybe this can't change the fate of the entire country. But at least it can change the fate of the people in front of me."

Along the way, I received more than thirty orphans who had no father, no mother, and no one to rely on. If that Aili hadn't been taken away and adopted by the warrior Kurul later, I'm afraid I would have taken her away directly.

Of course, with a heart-wrenching good child like Ellie, there are also the bully lords who usually bully men and women in traditional novels, and the evil businessmen who hoard. There will be no shortage of these guys who make great fortunes for the country.

When encountering this kind of situation, I will secretly make a note of it and look for opportunities to settle accounts in the future. If it goes too far, for example, a certain lord actually uses the right to perform the first night as a reason for extortion, causing the entire territory to complain, I will not forget it.

To fulfill the duty of an executioner, of course, at this time I have to thank Renee for issuing me the royal envoy certificate.

"Great, the royal family has begun to rectify the bad nobles who have done evil."

In troubled times, since being brought to a fair trial is also a death sentence, for the sake of the lords and people who are still being oppressed, it is better to omit the intermediate procedures.

Even though I was very careful, such rumors still spread like wildfire, which inexplicably increased the authority and prestige of the royal family.

But what is gratifying is that perhaps the nobles who want to live a better life have fled to other countries. Perhaps this martial country has a tradition of dividing territories based on military merit, or perhaps the too remote Northland has not completely eliminated the generally luxurious and corrupt style of human nobles.

According to legend, most of the lords whose ancestors were from common people did not say such nonsense as "since there is no rice, why don't they eat broth?" They had not gotten rid of their natural earthy aura and were still performing their basic duties of protecting the people.

Well, to use the "real aristocracy" argument passed down by the "noble purebloods" of Oran for hundreds of years, the so-called aristocrats in the north are all barbarians who think with their muscles, and they have not yet gotten rid of their dirt-covered peasants.

smell.

But let me tell you, compared to the so-called pure-blood aristocrats who are obsessed with banquets, luxury goods, and psychedelic drugs, I still prefer these farmers and barbarians. At least they have not forgotten their origins, and at least they are more like pioneers from ancient times.

Lords, protect their people from wild beasts and famine.

When the royal family was in trouble due to the long-term war, most of the lords were still working hard to support the country. There were many who were diligent and caring for the people. I also saw many people who spent their property to help the people. Whenever this happens, I can't help but

Sigh, when neither the citizens nor the lords give up hope, it at least shows that the country is not rotten in its bones and there is still hope.

This is the most gratifying good thing for me. No matter how difficult the external troubles are, there are ways to solve them. If even the bones are rotten, then there is really no way to save it.

I have promised to change everything for little Ai Li, but how to save her has become a big problem before me.

In this era when national demands are not high, to maintain the stable development of a country, we must first have two basic prerequisites, one is food supply, and the other is social security, which are directly related to the most fundamental survival issues. As for employment, business, education

What, those are higher-level requirements.

The Northland has never been a food-producing area, but it is indeed rich in mineral resources. Exchanging minerals for food and daily necessities has been a historical habit for thousands of years. It is the same land, and the Land of Lan stood in the north in the past. Now,

The Donglan Principality continued to lose land and was on the verge of collapse. This cannot be blamed on the incompetence of subsequent generations of kings. In fact, it was just one reason.

"A strong country makes people strong; a weak country makes people weak. It's true that if a country is weak, everything will be sad."

After a little comparison, you will know where the source of the problem lies.

How majestic the Land of Arashi was back then. Although it was a small country, it was not a weak country. The people were martial in nature, and there were a variety of third-level troops with high and low levels. The lowest fourth-level Aurora Knights were famous throughout the human world, and there were seven ace knights below the Royal Knights.

Regiment, sending two at random is enough to sweep across the Northland.

That year, the powerful Land of Arashi defended the entire human world from the orcs and elves to the north, sealed the Demonic Abyss to the east, and had rich mining wealth. Not to mention the surrounding countries, it threatened the "Throat of Food Road" of the Land of Arashi.

I don’t know how many people come to trade on their own initiative every year.

But today's Donglan Principality is like a re-emergence after the destruction of the country. Most of its powerful troops have been lost, and the mineral-rich territory has been occupied by other countries. Coupled with historical grudges, it has made many enemies. Under internal and external troubles, it will naturally become more and more fierce.

weak.

"A weak country misses Wu Mu." Perhaps, Donglan's current weakness is also the reason why the heroes of the troubled times, the Gemini Knights, are regarded as patron gods. Although in the end, the country of Lan still entered the end of the world, but the dozen or so coalition forces fought by that country were running away.

Historical stories are still widely circulated, and those powerful military units that have been lost have become legends among the men of Donglan.

It is a pity that compared with the glory of the past, the current bleakness is even more depressing and uncomfortable. Even though the tradition of martial arts remains, the current Donglan Principality has become a third-rate small country. The current military strength is not to mention the dominance of the North, but it is in the beast tide and ambition.

Vigorous neighboring countries are reluctant to protect their own citizens.

"If there were enough food and supplies, Ellie's mother would not have starved to death. If there was a stronger military force, even if it was impossible to hold a winter hunting ceremony like the Land of Lan, winter beasts would be regarded as rare prey.

But at least we can control the size of the herd before winter. We won’t be forced to move the entire town in the face of the beast tide, causing little Ellie’s father to die on the way.”

This is why I say that "relief for individuals only treats the symptoms but not the root cause." The extorted food will be used up sooner or later, and it does not have enough fighting power. Even if we are lucky enough to survive this winter's beast tide, there will still be problems next year.

So if I want to reverse all this, what I have to do is already clear. Since food shortage and military weakness are the most important problems at present, then solving food supply and strengthening military strength is what I must do first. This is the solution to the fundamental problem.

way.

I already have a plan to strengthen the army, but the biggest difficulty now is food.

"Food...this is really difficult to handle."

This barren frozen soil is rich in minerals, but it is indeed not suitable for the growth of crops. It is feasible to ask mages to provide a short-term good weather, but mages also need materials for spell interpretation. If this is done on a large scale, no one can afford the huge bill.

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Since it's difficult to solve, let's check the guide. Of course, the "Historical Guide" won't have the answer to this question. You need to check another book.

[Roland’s Survival in Another World Booklet]

The thick old notebook is full of dust, and the pages have turned yellow after treatment. It can be replaced with a cover and given to a museum as an ancient classic.

These are the notes I took at the beginning of my time travel to avoid forgetting the knowledge of the other world. I brought them here because I thought they might be useful this time.

"Make glass and sell it for money." At the top of the notes are various ideas, but there are often notes behind the ideas: "Glass making was barely successful, but the idea failed from the beginning. The alchemist was already experimenting accidentally.

Inventing a more transparent glass, I have done nothing but work in vain.”

"The invention of gunpowder...the goblins have already invented movable type printing...the God of Knowledge started his career through this."

Behind the ideas above are all kinds of failures, and the various notes are all traces of my failure after my hard work. If the characters are true to their names, the childishness and anger revealed in these twisted fonts are so obvious.

With just a little knowledge of another world, I wanted to make a big career in a real world. It seems that back then, I was full of ambitions, but I was repeatedly hit by the harsh reality.

But now is not the time to look back on the past. Thinking of my own purpose, I turned to the page of the catalog for food, and was shocked again.

"Yes, solve the food problem. Well, then plant high-yield and high-tolerance corn, sweet potato, potato, hybrid rice...replace ordinary low-yield food with high-yield alien food? This is really a problem

What a nice idea.”

With this sigh, I closed the book directly and threw it into the corner.

"That's easy to say! Where in the world can you find high-yielding crops like corn!"

Yes, this is the key. If there was such a thing in this world, there would be no famine long ago. It seems that I was really unreliable back then.

"Although I know it's unlikely, I still give it a try. System, is it possible to redeem these high-yielding plants?"

【Can be redeemed.】

I originally asked without any expectations, but I actually got a positive answer, but I was still unmoved. After all, I had been tricked too many times.

"What conditions are required? If it were so simple, I would have redeemed it long ago."

[Ten million destiny points of one kind.]

Okay. As expected, it was so deceptive again. But this time, it was unexpectedly explained.

[As long as this kind of high-yielding plant appears, with the help of druids and mages, it will quickly and fundamentally change the entire world, and may even shake the feudal social form based on land. With such a big cause and effect, you can't

From what you can afford.】

It turned out that this was the reason why I couldn't redeem it, but the system's explanation reminded me of a possible help.

"It seems that we need to write a letter to the Storm Eagle as well. It is true that the mages cannot afford it, but druids are regarded as dangerous elements by most countries. As long as we recognize their teachings, their other requests should not be

It will be high.”

Since even the undead are willing to accept it, then druids can naturally accept it. Unlike expensive mages, druids who use divine magic do not need any casting materials, and making plants mature prematurely is their specialty.

"But it's still not enough. No matter how many druids there are, there won't be enough for a country. We still have to find other ways."

[Haven’t you discovered it at this point? The system cannot help you exchange for high-yielding plants. But can’t you make it yourself? 】

Make it yourself? The first thing I realized was that the system was still trying to trick me. I only knew the science of undead creation. It was possible to make a creature that would turn undead after being eaten, but it was absolutely impossible to make safe, high-yielding crops.

[Have you forgotten where you learned about the structure of life? She still remembers you deeply.]

Immediately, I suddenly realized that my undead creation science was created by combining the knowledge of several disciplines. Many of the theories originated from the life structure of a certain magician. If I remember correctly, that magician specialized in

It is the creation and summoning of plants. It may be impossible to create a high-yielding plant that changes the world, but it should not be difficult for her to improve and create a cold-resistant crop for a small northern country.

So, I hesitated about how to write the second letter. That witch was different from Storm Eagle. If possible, I never want to deal with her again in my life.

But after much thought, I could never think of any other way. In the end, I had no choice but to write.

"Dear senior sister Amyra, long time no see, junior brother, I have something to ask for..."

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No matter how long the journey is, it will come to an end one day. All the preliminary work has been completed, and finally the familiar capital city of Difende is in front of me, but I am trapped in worries about gains and losses.

There was no longer any reason to delay, and as I was about to enter the city, I received a new piece of news and turned the ship's bow.

More than half an hour later, in the mountains about 20 kilometers southwest of Diefende, I found my target. It was a silent camp. The campfire was burning quietly, but the black figures in cloaks in the camp were

He has been silent all the time.

"The Law Church led by Snow Hoof has already entered the city and has established a church to start preaching, while Sir Ferdinand and other undead knights are camping outside the city."

This simple message surprised me. After all, I know Sir Ferdinand. He is extremely persistent in promises and military orders. Since I said that I would let him and the knights of the dead enter the city to teach the new generation of little knights, he

I will definitely not discount it, and I should have entered the city now.

But as soon as I landed from the boat and saw the situation in the camp, I knew why.

I originally expected Ferdinand to lead twenty or thirty elite knights of various types as instructors, so they could easily sneak into the city, but now there are at least three hundred black cloaks resting in the camp!

Let alone sneaking into the city now, there are more than 300 high-level intelligent undead, including at least 30 undead monarchs, who can cause undead natural disasters at any time, enough to easily conquer any living city. Once their news is leaked,

I'm afraid there's no way to cover it up and deal with it.

"What's going on with you guys? I didn't mean..."

Old Sir Ferdinand was the first to come up to me and salute me, but the skeleton veteran showed an embarrassed expression. He also knew that this was not a good thing.

"As soon as everyone heard that they were going to Diefende, they all wanted to see it. The number of applicants continued to increase. In the end, if it hadn't been for the pressure of Captain Best, who made repeated adjustments and selections of personnel, I'm afraid there would have been five to six thousand people."

Looking around, Feidi, Lucas, Dimir, Slansi, Lani, Kakana, all the ace knights are really here. When I saw them, they all felt a little embarrassed.

I sighed helplessly,

"Isn't it a good thing that you came all the way from the underground world without being discovered? Forget it. It's a good thing that you're here. I just need manpower."

"I rested during the day and traveled at night. I found the barren mountains and ridges. There were some troubles in other countries. There were a few small conflicts, but no one was hurt. But the Land of Arashi is a very familiar place, so no one should have discovered it yet."

"Yes, but since they were lurked near the capital without a trace, this generation of guardian knights is really bad."

Well, forget it, these guys infiltrated easily. They actually complained about the opponent's poor defense.

"Then we should go into the city, right? How do you feel?"

Even though it was impossible for a large force to enter the city, based on their ability, it would not be difficult for more than a dozen of them to enter. However, when I asked questions as a matter of course, I was met with an embarrassing silence.

"It's not like you haven't entered the city all this time, right?"

It was still silent, but it was already a kind of acquiescence.

"When it's obviously far away, I really want to go and have a look. But when I get closer, I don't dare to go in."

Feidi's words were met with a burst of nods of approval.

Perhaps this is a different kind of "being more timid when you are close to home", but other than that, the undead knights have other concerns.

"After all, we are already undead, and we are not on the same path as the living. In fact, just looking at it from a distance makes me very satisfied."

"The situation in the Land of Arashi in this generation seems to be very bad. If it is related to the undead again, I am afraid it will be even more ostracized by human society."

"Your Highness, our willfulness has caused you trouble. In fact, we are very satisfied with revisiting our hometown. We have already discussed it, leaving twenty people as instructors, and the others will return the same way..."

"Enough!"

The inexplicable anger made me interrupt the knights' self-pity.

"Have you said enough? Are you satisfied with just one look like this? Tell me loudly that you have traveled thousands of miles and risked crossing the borders of several countries just to take a look from a distance? Is this enough? Then you will be willing to go back

Really? Do you think I’m a fool?!”

"Of course..." Lucas' words were swallowed back by me with a glare. He was obviously feeling guilty.

The scene in front of them is so similar to that of Cassimias and Findak before. A few days ago, they said the same thing, "These days are very pleasant. There are still differences between the living and the dead. It is enough for us to follow them."

"

In fact, I know that no intelligent creature would like to be alone, let alone being treated as an alien. Since they themselves feel very happy, why should they stop making people happy to get along with each other for the sake of others' eyes.

I also know that when facing the living, they are hesitant and fearful. They are worried that they will affect my plan, and that I will be hostile to the world because of their involvement. After all, the mainstream view in this world is that the dead are evil, and I can understand that.

How did this feeling of inferiority come about, but I had no intention of accepting it at all!

"...Back then, you died because of the people of this land, and now you have come back to save them! You are a glorious triumph, not a cowardly deserter! You never owe anyone,

Only this bastard world owes you."

"Puff up your chest, my proudest knights! Put down those insignificant worries, today is the day of triumphant return. You who sacrificed for this land, what need is there to return to this homeland that you sacrificed everything to protect?"

Hesitant, what are you afraid of facing? Answer me, being so timid, do you think you did something wrong back then? Do you regret it? "

As I questioned, more than three hundred pairs of soul fires burned quietly in the dark night, and their moods were not calm.

"No, we never regret it!"

"Even if we turn back time, we are still willing to sacrifice everything for our homeland, but now..."

Who is willing to just take a look at the dream home from afar? The knights have no shame. Why must they suffer such a cruel fate? They are indeed afraid, but the object of fear is not a powerful enemy. On the battlefield, my knight

We have never been afraid. I know that what they are afraid of now is that the people they sacrificed for in the past will look at them with hatred and hostility, just because they are already undead.

"Very good! Since you don't regret it, why do you still have any hesitation? Take off that boring cloak and follow me upright as before. Please continue to trust me, and I will give you the honor and respect you deserve!"

All the undead knights took off their cloaks one by one, and the black aura of death began to spread, but I smiled, this is my cutest knight.

"Fedi, my flag bearer, are you ready?"

"Here, Your Highness!"

"Raise the flag for me! Tell everyone that in three hundred and seventy-seven years, we have returned triumphantly!"

The tall skeleton general carried the legion's war flag and began to beat the war drum. The raising of the Lanzhi war flag also announced that the immortal legion had begun to gather again.

Just like in the past, when the war horn blew and the legionary battle flag fluttered, the knights raised their weapons and marched forward in formation.

And since it was a triumph, how could there be only one battle flag? Under my gaze, the knights also raised their own flags. Among them, there were not only the emblem flags representing the family's glory, but also the legion's battle flags representing the legion's honor.

There is a personal military honors flag.

For knights, the battle flag is their own glory. Even if they lose their weapons, they will still not lose their flag.

There are not many knights carrying three flags for family continuation, the Legion of Glory, and personal martial arts. Some knights even carry more than ten flags, but it is just that he stubbornly intends to carry the fighting spirit of his brother on his back.

There are twelve faces of Slansi, fifteen faces of Findak, twenty faces of Barak, seventeen faces of Seta...

The bones of some knights holding the battle flag are trembling, not because he is too cowardly, but because the battle flag is too heavy. As the last flag bearer of a legion, he is afraid that he will be ashamed of this snow lion battle flag.

The glory represented by the flag.

Ed. Ren, his family has served in the Snow Lion Heavy Infantry Regiment for generations. This infantry regiment was hit by the forbidden curse before the Battle of Diefende. The survivors of less than a hundred people fought to the last drop in the subsequent war.

Blood.

Some knights lost themselves and their legion's last battle flag in the war, but they repainted their glory with the blood of the enemy. The battle flag that was pieced together by hand was so shabby that people couldn't bear to see it, but no companions would ever laugh at him.

, on the contrary, it also allowed him to move to the front of the team.

His name is Dimel. The Black Griffin Air Cavalry was completely destroyed and no bones were left. Only he, as a dragon knight, responded to my call and returned from hell.

The battle flag is the continuation of history. What it carries are the loyal bones under the green mountains and the warriors who have dedicated everything to this land.

Every flag is so shabby, every battle flag represents the sacrifice and blood of countless warriors, and every battle flag is full of memories of past blood and fire.

The sun rises slowly in the distance, the last night wind blows, these broken battle flags flutter in the wind, and our group of defeated soldiers returns in triumph.

"Play the music! The third movement of Rydstein's victory - the triumphal celebration!"

Accompanying the charging horn was the music that represented the return of victory. The banshees began to lead the singing with the softest and cheerful rhythm. In the cheerful harmony, even the clumsiest knights began to hum along.

The pleasant triumphal marches of the past echoed in the ears, and the victory celebrations of the past reappeared in the eyes of everyone, as if we were preparing to return to the city to accept the cheers of the people after winning countless victories in the past.

"We are going home!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!


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