Two hundred and fiftieth eight chapters recuperate
The hot summer wind is raging in the Barony of Jean, and the scorching sun is shining on the land. The serfs are sweating in the farmland, and big drops of sweat are dripping on the soil. The sweat carries the serfs' expectations for a bumper harvest.
It also represents their hard work and carries the family's livelihood. The serfs farm, pay taxes, and submit tributes, while the knights collect taxes, fight, and protect. This almost constitutes their entire life.
The only way for serfs to rise was through war, accepting conscription, joining the army, and conquering the enemy, and then hoping that they would be favored by the nobles, promoted to sergeants or even rangers, and change their destiny.
The serfs got up to work from five o'clock in the morning, but around ten o'clock in the morning, they stopped working because the weather was too hot.
Two serfs were sitting under the hut enjoying the cool air. There was water in a crudely made clay pot. They drank water directly from the pot with bowls, one sip and one sip.
"Wow, I'm so exhausted."
"Why are you so tired?"
"Yeah, I'm really tired today."
“I don’t want to do anything like farming~”
"Yeah, I'm about the same."
The two serfs complained that they always felt that farming was very hard, but in fact today's farm work only ended here, and the rest of the day was their rest time.
In fact, serfs were not as diligent and hardworking as they imagined. Many serfs often did not have enough to eat, but many times they would rather go hungry than work hard. The reason is very simple. The tithe will drain the serfs dry.
The result of almost all the efforts and efforts of the country to raise knights is that the country's resources are concentrated on knights, regardless of serfs.
"This situation has pros and cons, do you know? My Baron, in the Empire, 30% of our people are homeless." In the distance, Lane, Olivier, Lops and Katzenberg
Sitting on the second floor of a tavern on the edge of town, they were also enjoying the cool air.
Olivier performed well in this war, and he defeated several tomb guards and bloodthirsty ghosts with just a few of them.
In this war, the more than 200 elite soldiers who followed Francois on the expedition lost about 50 people. Among them, more than 20 wounded soldiers were able to return to the team after recuperation, and the rest were either dead or disabled.
Disabled soldiers will be able to be incorporated into patrol teams responsible for peace and security, or receive a pension.
"Tramps have no property and no one is willing to take them in. They are farmers who have lost their land, homeless exiles, defeated deserters, and bankrupt nobles." Ryan's water condensed into ice cubes and was poured into red wine.
中文：“Unlike Britannia, every serf had something
The nobles must not only accept them unconditionally, but also protect them when needed. What the nobles of the empire hate most are these vagrants who cannot generate income. They are driven everywhere and make a living by doing odd jobs.
The corruption of Chaos spreads within their hearts."
"Yes, I had a deep understanding when I was studying in Brunswick, the capital of the empire." Knight Errant Hex nodded, and he said: "Brunswick is a very huge city, very huge, also known as
'Heart of the Empire', but in fact, that city is a city built on slums and muddy ponds, with tens of thousands of people accumulating in every dock area of the city, and chaos, corruption, and corruption are spreading everywhere."
"Much like Marienburg, this is an inevitable result after a city's population reaches a critical point. There are too many people, and everything from sanitation to public security faces severe challenges. The agglomeration effect of the city is not as simple as 1+1."
Butler Katzenberg also said.
"Now it seems that the enthusiasm of the people in the territory is quite good, and they are not passive and sagging." Olivier is not interested in talking about these. What he wants to talk about is the war: "Baron, I think we need to reorganize the army now, and at the same time
Then take advantage of the Midsummer Festival recruitment event to recruit outstanding soldiers."
Ryan didn't have any objections to the new recruitment of troops: "This time we plan to recruit fifty to one hundred people, Hux. I'll leave the recruitment of the army to you."
"Understood." Hux nodded in agreement.
"My Baron, several brand-new windmills have been put into use. We only levy a small part of the windmill tax, but we stipulate that if the windmills in their area are damaged, the serfs need to bear the obligation to repair the windmills." Katzenberg said.
Looking at the form, he continued: "It is also worth noting that the wood elves have recently begun to try to spread the beliefs of Isa and Kunos among the serfs, but I stopped them."
"It's right to stop it." Ryan said impatiently: "The wood elves don't really want to spread their faith at all. They just want to abduct those children to be their servants. Warn the wood elves, if they just need labor and helpers
Forget it, after all, it is a normal employment. If they plan to use children to perform rituals or sacrifices, I will raze their observation station!"
"My Baron, your reputation is outstanding and your prestige is unmatched. In fact, after I negotiated with the wood elves, they have already expressed their apology and promised that they will never do such a thing again in the future." Katzenberg
added.
"That's good." The news that Ryan killed the Blood Red Duke has spread within the kingdom. His reputation in the Knight Kingdom is now at its peak. Even the people of the Empire and the Southern Kingdom are familiar with his name and deeds. Here,
Under such circumstances, the wood elves will naturally not conflict with him, and he is still the only trading partner of the wood elves.
Ryan began to think about his own territory.
At present, his territory is very prosperous, and various construction projects are proceeding in an orderly manner. The trade with the wood elves has brought him a lot of wealth and a hospital, and taking in the dwarves has brought him three workshops, but this is still
Far from enough.
After this war, Ryan realized that if he didn't have a strong army, how could he fight against evil? He couldn't always do this when an elite team of several people narrowly escaped death in order to burn a few siege engines.
Speaking of which, vampires really like to change homes. Once was not enough, they came a second time. Thinking of this, Ryan shook his head with a wry smile. Now, the vampires in Musilon need to be quiet for at least many years. For the vampire army,
Corpses and skeletons can be seen everywhere, but the loss of blood knights, bloodthirsty ghosts, and bloodthirsty bat wolves is enough to make the vampires of Mousilon heartache.
Changing homes? Good thing~
A blood knight needs tens of hundreds of years of training, and must go through life and death training with a very high elimination rate before he can be considered a qualified blood knight. This war in Turis Castle includes the war in the Chalon Forest, and the vampires lost their lives.
Dozens of blood knights were lost, which was a truly terrible loss for Musilon, and it might take many years to make up for it.
The same goes for bloodthirsty ghosts and bloodthirsty bat wolves. These creatures must be cultivated from an early age.
"Baron, the blacksmiths in the town have objections. The quality of the things made by the dwarves is too good and the prices are fair. They have no food to eat, so there are some conflicts." Katzenberg then reported the situation in the territory.
"Then let them learn skills from the dwarves. They all rely on craftsmanship to make a living. If they are not as skilled as others, they will naturally be eliminated. The dwarves have no prohibition on recruiting human apprentices." Ryan gave instructions calmly: "Those who don't want to learn a craft can get out."
"Yes, my baron. Also, Artisan Delon said that another group of dwarves has learned about the treatment here and is trying to settle here. He wants to ask you if you are willing to accept it?" Katzenberg took out a piece of parchment and said,
Then he said.
"How many people?"
"About... more than four hundred."
Ryan thought that this amount was okay, not too much, but he did not want to make such a hasty decision: "Let's go to the dwarf's new home first. Deron seems to be resting today."
"Then please let me lead you, my baron." Katzenberg stood up, and the four of them hurried on under the sun.
After riding on horseback for about half an hour, we arrived at the dwarf community.
This is an independent community. The dwarves built their residence under a hill. Yes, it was under the hill. When Ryan followed the stone road to the dwarf community, he found that the dwarves had hollowed out the bottom of the hill.
, they created a profound
The basement groups are used for living, and only a small number of dwarves are willing to build houses outside. The dwarf houses are simple in shape, and most of them choose solid spire stone structures, and there is no decoration on the outside, except for the dwarf god's house specially built in the middle of their community.
idol.
Two dwarves were standing guard on the watchtower with long fire guns. When they saw Ryan appearing, they saluted happily: "Hello, Sir Ryan, may your beard be long and beautiful."
"Pfft~" The two knights errant couldn't help but laugh. Ryan didn't grow a beard at all. He did have a little stubble when he came back from the war, but he shaved it off quickly. Ryan is twenty-eight years old this year and has not yet reached the age of 10.
The age of growing a beard.
Ryan didn't say anything in particular. He just smiled and said, "Thank you. Is Mr. Delong here?"
"Oh! My old friend ~ Mr. Ryan." The dwarf rune craftsman Deron Feinson came out of the community: "Welcome~"
Several people entered the community. Olivier felt as if he had discovered a new world. He looked around and saw that there was nothing unusual about the dwarves. However, this was the first time he had seen a dwarf community. Hux and Katzenberg worked hard to maintain the
Calm, but they are also curious about the dwarf community.
Many dwarves despised the curious appearance of humans, thinking that these stupid students were really rare.
Yes, although most dwarves have a good relationship with humans, they believe that humans are their stupid students. Since the Empire and the dwarves formed the "Holy Alliance", human weapon manufacturing technology was taught by the dwarves, and human siege weapons
Technology was generously shared by the dwarves, and gunpowder technology and steam weapons were selflessly donated by the dwarves.
So in the eyes of dwarves, humans are their friends, and they are also stupid students who are not very talented. Whenever humans make major breakthroughs in science and technology, dwarves always feel that they can't live with it, and the Dwarf Engineers Association will immediately come up with new technologies.
The research results suppressed human technology and showed off their power at the same time.
Deron noticed that Ryan kept looking around, so he took the initiative to say: "My Baron, what's the matter?"
"Nothing. I noticed that your houses are all very thick and covered with huge rocks. Is there any reason?" Ryan looked at the dwarf's stone house. Even though the materials were dull, the dwarf still repaired his house very neatly and neatly.
Beautiful, without gorgeous decoration, but with a solemn feeling unique to dwarves.
"Building a house is a science, my baron." Delong pointed to his stone house: "If the wall is too narrow, the house will be very hot. If the wall is too thick, the house will be very cold."
The dwarf's words sounded unanswered, and Ryan didn't care. Delon opened the door to his room. His house was the largest and most luxurious in the entire community, nearly three meters high (for a dwarf): "Please
Come in, Mr. Lane, gentlemen."
Ryan and others stooped into the room and sat down in the living room. Deron took out several glasses of malt wine and put them on the table. He also brought out some bacon and grilled bacon: "Please use it slowly, I'm sorry.
, Mr. Lane should treat you with Bagman beer when he comes, but I don’t have it now, but... I should have it soon. I sent someone to Breeze Castle to buy a few barrels."
"It seems that Mr. Delong is doing well now!" Ryan said with a smile. The dwarf's beer tasted very strong and the meat tasted very salty. It can only be said that it is barely edible.
"It's not bad, as you can see, many compatriots are still not used to living under the sky, so they opened up a group of basements in the hills." Delong touched his white beard: "I started with
I’m not used to it, my Baron, don’t you think that when you look up at the sky, you are afraid of falling in, into the infinite starry sky?”
"I never feel that. On the contrary, whenever I look up at the stars, I always feel that I am extremely small." Ryan shook his head gently, and Deron didn't take it seriously. He continued: "Sir, Sir Ryan, you are here this time.
It must be because of Swain, right?"
"Yes, it's not that I don't welcome your people, I just want to know their origins and what they need from me." Ryan said calmly.
"It should, it should." Deron nodded repeatedly: "He is my friend, his name is Sven. Sven Novigreen is a powerful dwarf patriarch and rune blacksmith. He is an eighty-seven-year-old young man.
(dwarves can live at least four hundred years), his castle was destroyed by night goblins
The city was destroyed, and most of his people died in the war. After the desperate struggle continued for more than ten years, Sven finally realized that the remaining 400 people were no longer enough to recapture the fortress of their ancestors, and they needed a place to recuperate.
, so I suggested they come here.”
"There are not many people left in the Novigreen clan, but they are all excellent warriors. They are willing to use their own hands to exchange for the necessities of survival they want. This can be work or killing, as long as you provide them with
A place to live and work in peace and contentment, and enough ale." Deron was not good at words, so he could only use these dry words to try to gain Ryan's trust.
"Recuperate?" Ryan thought for a while and finally nodded: "Okay, let them come, I approve."
His territory also needs to rest and recuperate.
At this time, a knight's retinue came riding from afar, and he told Ryan a piece of news.