Chapter 1074: The power of the individual above the group
"Twenty knights. If I go to the battlefield, based on my ability to gain military exploits, I can get a knighthood of tenth class or above, right?"
A young man with a burly body and an angular face carried a hoe stained with soil and returned to the village. He looked at the villagers enveloped in an atmosphere of joy and celebration and thought to himself.
"What are you thinking about?" At this time, an old voice came from behind him. The young man turned around and immediately saw an old man with a slightly stooped but still strong body looking at him.
"Nothing!" The young man turned his head involuntarily and avoided his father's plain gaze.
"Want to join the army? Go to the battlefield and fight for others?" the old man asked in a calm voice, but the calmer the voice, the more fear appeared on the young man's face.
"No." The young man immediately denied his father's words. He knew that his father hated those high and powerful people.
The specific reason is unclear, but he estimates that it may be because his father encountered something when he was young, otherwise it would not be his current attitude.
"No? Then you'd better cover up the envy on your face. I'm not blind." The old man said calmly.
"Uh." The young man rubbed his face in embarrassment. He felt that he should not behave so badly. Although he was indeed very envious in his heart, he should not be so obvious.
"Go back, don't look at it, the more you look at it, the more envious you become."
"Oh." The young man followed the old man who was several heads shorter than him obediently, like a child.
And when they returned to their home, the young man couldn't help but look at his neighbor's house. It was a newly built house with green bricks and green tiles, which formed a sharp contrast with his dilapidated earth house.
This was the son of his neighbor and his father-in-law. He joined the army when he was young and served on the battlefield. He was one of the rewards he received after becoming the first knight. He watched with his own eyes an official leading a group of craftsmen in a short period of time.
Within a short period of time, he demolished his neighbor's dilapidated mud house and built a new house.
This was only part of the reward that his eldest son received after he became a public servant. He also received a hectare of land and a slave for plowing the fields. He saw all this and said it was a lie to say that he was not envious.
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His Fa Xiao is just like an ordinary person. He knows all his abilities. To put it bluntly, even if he stands still with his hands behind his back and lets his Fa Xiao attack him, it will be difficult to hurt him.
But for such an ordinary person, after going to the battlefield and achieving such wealth, how could he be calm?
And he clearly has power that far exceeds that of ordinary people. He has completed four awakenings at a young age, but he can only live in a small place like this, working as a farmer with his father. With such a disparity in treatment, who wouldn't
Have some ideas.
"Hey, it's Ellen. She came back from the fields with your father." Just as the young man followed his father back to the house, a thin, dark-skinned woman came from next door holding an earthen pot.
came out, and when she saw the young man, she greeted him very warmly.
"Yes, I just came back from the fields." Young Allen smiled awkwardly.
"Really, you are so young, why don't you go to the battlefield like my son? Don't you feel aggrieved when all your years are wasted in the fields?"
Glancing at the old man who had already entered the house, the woman who had been working for many years was muttering to the young man.
"Farming is good. At least you can live a stable life. If you go to the battlefield, you might die soon." At this moment, a faint voice came from inside the house.
"What are you talking about!" Upon hearing this voice, the woman immediately stopped. She threw the earthen pot in her hand to the ground and shouted towards the young man's home.
"Aunt, please calm down. You know my father's temper. He is this kind of person. Don't get angry with him. It's not worth it." Seeing that his father made others angry with just one word, the young man had to lower his head.
Comfort the woman with a smile.
Fortunately, the woman did not argue too much with the young man, but picked up the broken pieces of the earthen jar and returned to her home, while the young man returned to his house carrying his hoe.
"Father, my aunt was kind enough to come over and give me some advice. Why are you saying such things to others?"
"Good intentions? Suggestions?" Upon hearing his son's words, the old man's eyebrows immediately rose, "I tell you, all nobles..."
"There are no nobles in the Guy Kingdom today. The original group of nobles have been expelled by the king." Hearing his father's words, the young man muttered in a low voice to remind his father of the error in his words.
"I haven't even finished speaking, why did you interrupt?" The old man glared at the young man, "I tell you, all those in power only want to take advantage of people like us who are from the lowest level, and they will not treat them equally.
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It’s just like this military honors knighted by the current king of our country. Isn’t this just using benefits that ordinary people can’t refuse to make those soldiers work for him?”
"Isn't this good? Ordinary soldiers defended their homes desperately, and then used the enemy's mobile phone to obtain rewards." The young man responded. He felt that this system was good, with clear rewards and punishments. "You can't expect the king
Give us the land and these houses for free!"
"Don't be so stubborn with me. I don't care what you think. In short, you are not allowed to join the army or fight for those in power." A trace of anger appeared on the old man's face, as if he was remembering what happened in his youth.
"How can you say that? Now other countries are invading our country, and this war is also to protect our own land." The young man retorted.
"It's not your turn. Even if Guy's country is destroyed, it will not be because you didn't participate in the war." The old man's attitude was extremely determined.
"If everyone thinks like you, will it be strange if Guy's country is not destroyed?" The young man was also extremely dissatisfied.
What the aunt just said struck home in his heart. He had spent all his good years and great strength on the land, and it was simply a waste of time.
"You are not allowed to join the army. I emphasize it one last time. If you dare to go, I will break your legs."
"It won't work this way, that won't work either. Do you really want to leave me in a remote place like this? If you want me to live a mediocre life, why did you urge me to practice in the first place?"
Hearing his father's warning, the young man's anger was aroused. At his age, it was natural that he could not escape the temptation of fame. He also wanted to return to his hometown in glory, and he also wanted to enjoy glory and wealth and be admired by thousands of people.
These are obviously things that are within easy reach for him, but because of his father's prohibition, he is tied up and works as a farmer in the fields.
"I urge you to practice because the world today is too chaotic. I just want you to have some ability to protect yourself." After the old man said this, he went to prepare the meal.
As night fell, the young man turned over and lay down after practicing for a period of time according to the habits he had developed since he was a child. However, he tossed and turned and could not fall asleep.
Because he is depressed and unable to calm down, he is not willing to be content with what he has now. He wants to get better and enjoy better.
"My father must have encountered something when he was young, so he was dissatisfied with those in power. And he probably enjoyed everything, so he can look down upon everything now, but I am different."
The young man was thinking secretly on the bed, constantly struggling in his heart. He was caught in a tangle. Growing up, he had not listened to his father on almost everything, but this time he was not ready to continue to listen.
"He is my father. He can give me advice, but I am not his puppet. I don't need to listen to him on everything. I have to have my own opinions and do what I want to do."
The young man sat up from the bed, then listened carefully to the even breathing coming from the next room, and waited quietly. Finally, he gritted his teeth, opened the window of his room, turned over and left the dilapidated mud house.
What the young man didn't notice was that after he left, the even and steady breathing coming from the room next to him was immediately interrupted, and instead a long sigh sounded,
"well!"
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"The war should stop now. The land you obtained from those nobles has almost been distributed. If the war continues, you will already face the embarrassing situation of having no reward."
"Is there not enough land for bounties? Just take it out. There are plenty of other countries."
Hearing his father's warning, Muria smiled indifferently. He knew very well that when the military knighthood was fully implemented, the entire army and the entire country would turn into a monster full of desire for expansion.
"But there is no longer enough food. Don't forget that most of the young men in the country have been attracted to the battlefield by military awards."
"Well, I understand." When he heard about the food problem, Muria sighed helplessly. Even if the morale of the army was high and both officers and soldiers were eager for war, it would not be able to change the decline of Guy's food reserves.
The fact is that no matter how high the morale is, it cannot replace food to fill the stomach.
"I take action to end this war."
When an individual's martial power reaches a certain level, they can be superior to the group, and Muria is such a being. His combat effectiveness is far above the average level of the strong men in the Ymir Plains.
The strong men on Ymir Plain generally awaken six times. Only in Yas Kingdom, there may be seven awakenings, but it is only possible. This news has not been confirmed yet.
He himself was not sure what level Muria's combat power was at, but the only thing that was certain was that his combat power exceeded seven awakenings, and he had the qualifications to end the war at any time.