Conrad knelt before Charlemagne, and beside him knelt the trembling Alice.
Charlemagne's mood is not that bad, he just wants a reasonable explanation now.
"Old bachelor, you told me that as long as I destroyed that map, the enemy would not find my traces. I gave you the map, but they still found me. I encountered the most difficult steel dragon. I can tell
Is there a reason for this?"
Conrad lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, this is our negligence. We did not expect that there are other things cursed by witchcraft in the army."
"Other things? Really? Tell me."
Conrad turned around and looked at Alice. It was her turn to speak. He had taught her every detail before. She must not say a wrong word in front of Charlemagne, even just one word could be fatal.
Alice took a deep breath, took out a gold coin from her pocket, and said slowly: "This is the thing that has been cursed by the wizard."
"The gold coins are cursed?" Charlemagne smiled, "It seems that many of us have been cursed. Think about it, how many people in this world don't like gold coins?"
"This gold coin is special, my lord," Conrad said. "I got it from a dancer. The dancer has already told the origin of the gold coin."
"My dancer? Call her over and I'll ask her myself."
After experiencing yesterday's war and the morning's interrogation and search, the dancer's spirit was on the verge of collapse.
She answered the prince's question truthfully: "It was given to me by an envoy from the Benlang Kingdom. He gave me a total of four gold coins."
Charlemagne sighed and said: "Why do you want to accept his gold coins? Isn't the reward I gave you enough?"
"I am too greedy, Your Majesty," the dancer cried, "I am willing to accept any punishment."
"Forget it, don't make such a mistake again in the future," Charlemagne made a gesture for her to step back, "Have a good sleep, you are exhausted too."
This was the only good news that the dancer had heard since yesterday's expedition. She thanked the king repeatedly and carefully retreated to the door of the military tent. When she turned around to leave, Charlemagne raised his crossbow.
His archery skills were very good. He shot an arrow through the dancer's neck, and the arrowhead came out of her throat. The dancer opened her mouth, but could not let out a cry. She covered the wound on her neck, as if to stop the gushing blood, and then
Or she was trying to regain her breath, but these were all in vain. The dancer struggled for a while before losing consciousness. Until she died, she did not dare to look at Charlemagne.
"Go to that world and have a good sleep, and don't make the same mistake again in that world," Charlemagne put down his crossbow, turned to Conrad, "Same to you, take a good rest, and then check everything in the military camp.
Make sure nothing has been touched by wizards or anything else."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Conrad carefully exited the tent. Alice beside him was almost suffocating. If it weren't for Conrad's help, she wouldn't even be able to walk.
"Wait a minute, that Heavenly Punisher who loves me," Charlemagne stopped Alice, "have you seen that giant steel dragon?"
"I see it, my majesty." This is really commendable, Alice can still speak.
"Is that witchcraft? Or something else?"
"That's..." Alice didn't know how to answer, she really didn't know what it was.
"What's the matter, God of Punishment," Charlemagne sneered, "can't you distinguish all witchcraft?"
Conrad looked at the dancer's body and winked at Alice. This was a hint that Alice must give a clear answer.
"Your Majesty, this is indeed... witchcraft, Reggie Victor's witchcraft, but his witchcraft is too powerful, and I haven't found a way to deal with him yet."
Conrad felt nervous, Alice should not lie to Charlemagne.
But if she hadn't lied, Charlemagne might have shot her to death with one arrow just like he did to the dancer. No one could guess Charlemagne's temperament. He was even more elusive than the old king.
"Go ahead, rest for a while, and then clean up what witchcraft you can deal with."
Alice turned around and followed Conrad to the door of the military tent.
She heard a voice behind her, and Charlemagne picked up the crossbow again.
Conrad signaled her not to look back, and when the bowstring made a crisp sound, Alice wet her skirt.
She was lucky that Charlemagne did not shoot her arrow, but shot the arrow through the waiter's throat.
"You also accepted their gold coins, right?" Looking at the waiter struggling on the ground, Charlemagne sighed, "Why are you so greedy? Am I really too harsh on you?"
After clearing the bodies in the tent, Charlemagne called Andrew and Spindu and issued three orders.
The first order is to prepare for the withdrawal of troops and set off early tomorrow morning.
The second order was to spread the news to all the lords. The battle was a complete victory. The soldiers took back the body of the former king and sent it back to the Lion City for burial.
The third order was to notify the alchemists in the royal capital as quickly as possible, asking them to think of a way to crack the steel dragon within two months.
…
The ice and snow have melted, and spring has finally arrived in Broken Snow City.
Reggie asked the agricultural officer to distribute wheat seeds to all residents. Only the Bayers received another type of seeds, potato seeds.
These potato seeds almost caused a riot. The Bayer people thought that Reggie was deliberately making things difficult for them. These pieces of potato cannot be called seeds at all, and they cannot produce any food.
Iron Skull always had endless ways to deal with the Bayers. He gathered all the livestock and farm tools together and told the refugees that the first to sow in the fields could choose the best farm tools and livestock and fight to the end.
The man will get his battle ax.
Of course, Iron Skull would not give his battle ax to others. He meant to use his battle ax to chop off part of the opponent's body. As for which part, he decided to follow Reggie's example and give the opponent a chance to choose.
The Bayers chose to compromise. After receiving the seeds and livestock, they did not go to their land immediately. There was still a difficult task waiting for them, which was to collect fertilizer.
This is a very serious challenge. Although the fertilizer has completely rotted into sludge, you can still deduce the source of these fertilizers by smelling the extremely pungent smell.
In the Bayer country, the only approved fertilizer is the ashes of burned wheat straw and weeds. Now wanting the Bayer people to send these excrements to the fields is another challenge that Iron Skull must face.
A difficulty, a difficulty that even he himself could not overcome.
Resisting the urge to vomit, Iron Skull decided to leave this job to Broken Bones.
"Iron Skull, are you going to send this kind of thing to the fields?" Broken Bones said in astonishment, "Are you sure the things you grow can still be eaten?"
"This is the Lord's order! Let these Bayers take action quickly!"
"Why do you ask me to do this?"
"I said, this is an order!"
"This is an order given to you by the lord, why do you have to impose it on me? Those Bayers can't stand this kind of thing, and neither can I! This is so disgusting!"
"I am your commander, you must obey me, go quickly!"
…
The acceptance of fertilizers by slaves is much better. Some slaves from the south know how to use this type of fertilizer. Yaman is one of them. He has nine children. During the process of moving goods, he and
His family earned nine hundred copper coins in one day and won the championship, defeating Iron Skull, who still holds a grudge against him.
After getting the seeds and fertilizer, Yaman and his family started the sacrifice. He touched every inch of the land devoutly and prayed to the gods to give him a rich harvest.
"This is the first time I pray for myself." Yaman wiped the tears on his face and offered a whole fat sheep he bought from Lao Hill as a sacrifice. This sheep went to Yaman
With most of his savings, even for a nobleman, such a sacrifice is quite extravagant.
"Great God of Agriculture, this is my land, the land that belongs to me. I still can't believe that I will have my own land. Great God of Agriculture, please listen to my call. I am willing to dedicate my land to you.
Everything, please allow me to exchange my sweat for my harvest."
After every prayer, tears would fill the cheeks. Ordinary people could not understand the slaves' desire for land.
Of course, there are people who can understand the slave's mood.
Vares also received agricultural tools and seeds from the lord, not only him, but also many residents who applied for land with him.
"Old man, you really want to take us to farm, do you?" Lamb, the mutton seller, hammered the counter of the wine can, "It was only after listening to you that we went to the lord to ask for land.
I want four pieces of land to produce eight thousand pounds of grain, but you know I don’t know how to farm!”
"And me!" The cotton seller Carlton also stood up. "I haven't farmed for a long time. I want five pieces of land. This is simply a fatal matter!"
A group of people gathered in Varese's tavern and vented their anger unbridled. In their view, all this was Varese's responsibility. As for the joy of obtaining the land, they had long forgotten it.
net.
"Calm down, my friends," Vares said, "I also have five pieces of land, but why should we worry about this matter?"
"Your lord, you must see that each piece of land produces two thousand pounds of grain, at least two thousand pounds, otherwise we will be punished."
Vares said: "But those grains still belong to you. The lord only stipulated the quantity of production, and did not let us hand over the grains to him. We only need to pay five percent of the tribute. It is enough. We have thousands of grains."
Isn’t it a joy to have pounds of grain?”
"We have it, why should we have it?" Lamb shook his head and said, "Where can we get these grains? Do we have to buy them? This is not a small amount!"
"Buying food is also a way. Let the lord see the food, and then keep the food for yourself."
"This is the stupidest idea I've ever heard! Do you know how expensive food is outside? Five plots of land cost 10,000 pounds of food. Do you know how much 10,000 pounds of food costs? What's the use of leaving so much food?
How can one person eat two thousand pounds of grain?"
"Stop arguing, don't worry, I have a way. I don't like farming, but I can get food," Vares touched his beard and smiled, "Bring some good things, let's go to the city."