Start with the Eye of Sauron

In a flash, a month passed.

A large piece of wasteland beside the dirt road outside Weier Town has been reclaimed and seeds have been sown.The three wastelands were divided and planted in different ways.

The closest thing to the river is the rice seeds. For a month, Soros and his men have devoted all their attention to the land.The current time is late spring and early summer, and by the end of summer, a large amount of white radishes can be harvested first.

In this world, Soros fully experienced the difficulty of working in the field. For the planting of these seeds, a lot of knowledge was instilled in him systematically. However, he had to do it himself.

Fortunately, everyone is a poor laborer, and Soros doesn't need to teach too much. After simply demonstrating how to use tools and how to plant various seeds, a series of production will proceed in an orderly manner.

"Facing the loess and back facing the sky." Soros began to truly understand the meaning of this sentence. At the beginning, even though his physique was not as good as before, he almost broke his waist after finishing farm work.

The villagers and the townspeople have gotten along very well during this period of time. There are about 60 new adult men who joined the team. Soros went to buy a lot of armor and weapons to arm everyone. Now, he It has an armed force of nearly 150 people in its hands.

The recent harassment by thieves was all directly encircled and suppressed by Soros' people. Now there are fewer and fewer thieves escaping from the forest, and neither the village nor Weir Town has suffered any losses.

The power under his command gradually became stronger, and Soros felt that no matter how hard and tiring he was, it was worth it.

What frightened him was that every week, for three nights, he dreamed that he was in the dark and couldn't move. After waking up, he didn't feel any discomfort in his body, but the energy in his body was exhausted.

He kept recalling what he saw in the dungeon that day, what was the origin of that skeleton?
"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a disaster that can't be avoided." Soros can only put it aside, and when the time is right, he believes that the ghost will appear again. . .

Today is another busy day, and this time is the rice transplanting period. When Soros led the people to work in the field, Barry hurried over.

"Soros, a tax official has come to our town, and old Pike has delayed him, so hurry over."

"Finally here?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Soros' mouth, he left from the paddy fields, and strode back from the dirt road.

The tax collector sent by the viscount didn't quite understand what was going on in front of him. The old man was calculating the taxes he proposed, and Toang (the old mayor) hadn't seen anyone for a long time.

"I'm really sorry, my lord has suffered from a cold and is currently being treated, so I can't see anyone. I'll give you the money after I check the accounts." Old Parker was delaying time while holding a magnifying glass. Put on a show.

"The additional tax items assigned by the above are just four more items. Is it necessary to check them carefully? The total is already listed below for you. Just get the money quickly." The tax collector looked impatiently, looking at the Old Pike's eyes nearly burst into flames.

The tax collector didn't want to be too rude to old Pike when he thought that Toon was still here.After all, although he is a new face, he should be regarded as Toon's person.

It's really strange today. I didn't see a single guard of the mayor's mansion on weekdays, and even the Rhodes who must be busy in the mayor's mansion was nowhere to be seen. Where did these people go crazy?

Finally, a young man strode into the mayor's mansion with a shiny two-handed sword on his back. Looking at the aggressive young man, the tax collector couldn't help but glance at him.

"Which Upperville town begs for food?"

The tax collector ignored the little furry boy in front of him, but what the little furry boy said could make the sky fall.

"Boy, I am the tax collector appointed by Viscount Everey. Those tax items are collected by Viscount Everey. How dare you speak so rudely!"

The tax collector looked angry, and shouted at Old Pike: "Call the guards over here, arrest this kid, and lock him up for a few days!"

"My lord, haven't you always wanted to meet the mayor of Weir Town?" Old Pike looked at the tax collector in front of him with a smile.

His mind turned into a mess, and the tax collector looked at the two people in front of him, his anger turned into confusion.

"Didn't you say that Toang couldn't get out of bed because of the cold?"

"That dog has long been sleeping in the ground. I cut off his pig's head and rolled him several times." Soros' cold words hit the tax collector's heart like thunder.

"Traitors, traitors!" The tax collector looked shocked, and his tone of voice almost began to tremble, "Do you know what you have done? Your corpses will be hung on the city wall of Victu , hanging until there are only bones left!"

With a clang, he drew out the two-handed sword on his back, and the sharp edge of the sword rested on the tax collector's neck. Soros' expression began to turn cold, and the sword edge slowly approached the tax collector's neck.

The tax collector's legs were weak, and he knelt down on the ground. A stream of heat flowed from his trousers, and the ground was wet.

"Tell you that Viscount, either, the town of Weier and the three surrounding villages belong to me, or, I will come to pick up his head personally!"

Soros lowered his head and stared at the tax collector who was scared out of his wits. The sword edge approached again, and the thing screamed for mercy in fright.

"This is the tax paid by Weier Town and the three surrounding villages. Now, wipe the land clean and get out!"

After wiping the floor dry with his clothes, the tax collector stood up trembling slightly, ran out of the mayor's mansion, quickly untied the horse that had just been tied, and got on the horse. Without stopping for a moment, he rushed out of Weier Town.

"It's finally coming, Soros, can we really resist the Viscount's attack?" Seeing the tax collector leaving in a panic, Old Pike stood beside Soros and sighed.

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover." Soros dropped these words expressionlessly, and left the mayor's mansion with his head held high.

Now, not to mention the trash fish of Avery, even if an earl personally leads troops, Soros has a way to deal with it. He has a dungeon, which can be attacked or defended.

The crisis is approaching, and some things happened first. . .