People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 344 For Freedom
"I don't have any plans. In the legend of your wolf tribe, although I am ruthless and bloodthirsty, I am not an image who likes to play tricks, right?"

The man was slightly startled: "That's right, that's right."

Jeanna's tone implied praise: "Speaking of which, I have seen it on the way here, and you have managed Texas well. To be honest, most of the separatist warlords in the New World are not as good as you. good."

For ordinary people in Texas, the protection of the wolf pack has become indispensable.

Wilderness monsters that are difficult for ordinary patrolmen to deal with, but wolf tribe mounted policemen can easily catch them.

Compared with the Italian wolves, the protection fees of the Texas wolves are undoubtedly more justifiable.

"Madame Jeanne is admirable."

Jeanna said casually: "Do you want to introduce yourself first? Some of you may not know me yet."

"Heh, Ms. Jeanna was joking. There may be some people in the wolf tribe who don't know about you, but there is absolutely no one who doesn't know about the famous Yao Knight."

The man said politely: "My humble Giuliano, the patriarch of the Basilicata family."

Texas is actually not considered a barren land. The foundation here is very good, the climate is suitable, and the fertile land is vast. It is also one of the famous oil producing areas in later generations.

But oil is not yet available in this era, and given the geographical conditions of Texas, it is really not that prominent in the entire Americas.

Compared to the vast New World, the colonists, the aborigines, even if you count the slaves and add up the number of all people, it is still too rare.

This led to a low level of land development throughout the New World, and the lack of labor was the key driving force for the thriving slave trade.

Today in Texas, there are no more than ten cities with a population of more than 50 people. Most of the rest are small-scale villages and towns, and there are a large number of manors, with a total population of about [-].

In continental Europe, I'm afraid it can't compare to a slightly more developed city.

However, with the family background of the Basilicata family, being able to govern Texas into what it is now is indeed a remarkable achievement.

Remember that when Texas gained independence from Mexico, things were much worse than that.

Jeanna stretched out her hand and introduced: "This is Princess Fringila of the Tepesh family. She has the best relationship with your lady. They often sleep together and share sweets together."

Giuliano took off his hat politely: "It's an honor to meet you, Princess Fringilla."

Fringila nodded reservedly, she has always been very clear.

Just because she has a good relationship with Celinina doesn't mean she has to treat Celinina's father differently.

In fact, she always felt that this old thing didn't regard Celinina as his legitimate heir at all, or would he throw her to Saluzzo thousands of miles away?

The wolves were not surprised by Furingilla's attitude. In their impression, the nobles of the Blood King's Court looked so superior. If they were really polite, they would have doubted whether it was true or not. that's it.

Rang Na said again: "This is Prajna, the ghost general of hell."

The ghost general of hell?
A group of wolves had complex expressions, shock, fear, doubt, disbelief, and so on.

In the world of giant ships yesterday, there is no difference between the hells of the East and the West. They have also heard the legend of the ghost clan.

Legend has it that the hell ghosts will never come to the world except to capture the souls of the dead who are nostalgic for the world.

How did you come here?
"Celinina...has made some amazing friends."

Giuliano laughed dryly, and suddenly felt a little curiosity about his daughter who was not very close to him—how did she do it?Could it be that after not seeing her for so many years, her daughter has awakened some amazing talent for making friends?
Jeanna looked up at the brick and stone mountain castle in front of her: "It must have cost a lot of money to build this castle."

"indeed."

Giuliano's serious face could not help showing a trace of nostalgia: "At the beginning, this place was still barren. It took more than ten years in Basilicata to finally build this place into the home of the new wolf clan. I still remember that here The last brick was built by myself."

Jeanne nodded slightly: "For the secular army, this is definitely a natural barrier that is vulnerable to attack, but Mr. Giuliano, guess how long this castle can last under the attack of dozens of centurions and hundreds of horns. ?”

Giuliano's face changed slightly. Looking around, he found that the faces of all the clansmen had changed dramatically.

There are only ten centurions of the entire Basilicata family in Texas, and there are more than two hundred members of the rest of the tribe, but a considerable part of them are wanderers who have defected to the city over the years. The wolf clan is considered weak among the horns.

The comparison of the strengths of the two sides is definitely quite disparity.

He coughed lightly, and said loudly: "Texas is the last piece of paradise for the wandering wolves. I really don't understand why the wolf lord wants to drive and exterminate us abandoned wolves."

"For so many years, how many wandering wolves have lived in stinky sewers and remote mountains, doing the most menial jobs, and fearing that one day their identities will be discovered by humans, and they will be tied to the stake and burned on the stake."

"What did this place look like in the first place? It was a barren place, and the human inhabitants were displaced. It was us, our 'Wolf Clan Federation', who built this place from a barren place to what it is today."

"Here, we can walk on the street calmly, accept the attention of the people we protect, and transform into wolves at will and run in the wilderness."

Giuliano's tone suddenly rose: "Do you still want to go back to the situation in the past? Let those Italian wolves who claim to be pure in blood and aloof and superior be driven away, and live a life of wandering and wandering again. Is it a terrible life that I am afraid that if I fall asleep one day, I will never wake up again?"

"No, we will never run away!"

"Fight with these Yaxi bastards!"

The crowd became angry.

"Texas is our last homeland. If they take it away, no matter how big the world is, there will be no place for us wanderers."

"Are we going to be driven to the next place, start from scratch again, and when the establishment is almost complete, will we be taken away by those high-ranking nobles again?"

Rangna and Banruo looked at each other, and they both saw a glimmer of praise in each other's eyes.

Although Basilicata is deviant, he has never been expelled from the twelve wolf clans. In order to accept the hearts of these wandering wolves, Giuliano has always claimed to be a deserter of the wolf clan and advances and retreats with the wandering wolves.

Although this offended the old wolf clan headed by Yaxi, it also greatly united the wandering wolf clan in Texas.

Think about it, too, who can single-handedly create such a foundation in Texas, and even give up his ancestral land in Italy, how can he be an idiot.

Giuliano's face was full of grief and indignation: "We have tried our best not to obstruct their eyes. We moved from the ancestral homeland of Italy to the New World thousands of miles away, and struggled to survive in this poor country, but they still They want to kill us all, as if we, the deserted people, are united, we really possess the power that those high-ranking nobles fear and dread."

All the wolves had angry expressions on their faces.

"But what I'm saying is, they're right."

Giuliano showed a hearty smile on his face: "They are afraid of us, afraid of the unity of us abandoned people of the wolf clan, so they want to preemptively strike, and kill this little spark in the bud while our strength is still weak. middle."

"My compatriots, the people of the tribe, it is never us who have to be afraid, but those high-ranking wolf tribes who boast of noble blood and eat vegetarian meals in the corpses.

I, Giuliano, swear on the honor of Basilicata that from today onwards, I will dedicate the last drop of blood to the war to defend Texas. "

"For freedom, for the glory of the new wolf clan, fight!"

"fighting!"

"Fight to the end!"

In the mountains, there were shouts one after another.

Some pure-blooded wolves turned into huge wolf beasts, howling upwards, startling a crowd of birds.

(End of this chapter)