Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

At this time, the curtain was lifted, and Brian led Verin into the tent.

"Verin, come on, sit down quickly. This time you stole the show, and you are known as the Son of Frost." Alcott stood up and greeted him.

"The young eagle has begun to spread its wings, and the military achievements it has gained this time are almost catching up with mine." Edgar also stood up and praised Verin.

Weilin said with some embarrassment: "Two cousins, don't mention that title, it's too embarrassing."

"Hahaha, come on, sit down quickly."

The four of them sat down around the low wooden table, which was filled with all kinds of food and wine, waiting for them to enjoy.

"Come on, have a drink and celebrate that we all survived."

Facing Brian's suggestion, the four of them raised their bowls and drank the bowl of wine.

After chatting for a while, Alcott looked at Verin and said gratefully: "Verin, all three of us have to thank you this time. Otherwise, your letter would have resulted in heavy bleeding, and might even have injured your muscles and bones." ”

Weilin said modestly: "Uncle, even if I didn't remind you to stock up on food, wouldn't there still be relief food from the kingdom?"

"Weilin, you are still too young." Edgar shook his head and said, "Relief food also costs money."

"Does the Kingdom need to pay for the food it provides to the west?" Weilin asked with some confusion.

Later, Alcott revealed the truth: "Without money, the food might have disappeared along the way."

Weilin looked at his cousin Brian in disbelief. He, who was always honest and honest, was silent.

"The interests involved here are too great, so we'd better not discuss it. However, you did a big favor to the three of us this time. If you need anything, just say it. We will help you within our ability." Alcott Changing the subject, he raised the bowl and said to Wei Lin.

Weilin raised his bowl to touch the three of them, drank it all in one gulp, and said half-jokingly: "Two cousins, it's settled, you can't refuse in the future."

"Hahaha, if you have any difficulties in the future, feel free to come to us." Edgar patted Weilin on the shoulder and said dotingly.

Weilin felt at ease and warm when getting along with such tribesmen.

After the wine was gone, Weilin slowly returned to his tent and slept until dawn the next day.

As soon as he got up, Kyle entered the tent with hot water and a towel, and respectfully said to Verin: "My lord, please wash up."

"Kyle." Verin cleaned up briefly and said to Kyle, who was standing straight beside him. "After you go back, do you want to stay with me or go down and lead the troops."

"This subordinate wants to stay with the Lord." Kyle replied without hesitation.

Weilin looked at Kyle seriously and asked again: "You have to think clearly. If you are sent to lead troops abroad, you can gain greater glory, be known to more people, gain power in your hands, and promote your authority. .Stay with me and have none of that.”

"Lord, I am willing to follow and serve you until the end of my life." Kyle suddenly knelt down in front of Verin and said sonorously.

Weilin looked at the young man in front of him who was born as a serf and looked at him with some confusion. If he was in his position, he would definitely choose the former.

"Get up, my back will be in your hands from now on."

"Yes, Lord." Kyle stood up and replied with a smile, as if he had received a great honor.

Three days later, the defense force was disbanded, and each noble went back to his home.

On the way back, there was almost a dilapidated scene on both sides of the road.

The rivers dried up and the land became parched.

When I came here, there were still some developed territories that had survived the last monster attack, but now they no longer exist.

Five days later, Weilin returned to the Lake of Prayer for Stars.

At this moment, although the scenery inside the Lake of Praying Stars is somewhat similar to the outside, it is very energetic and does not look dilapidated and withered.

In addition, Weilin also discovered that there were a lot of extra people in the territory, which made him a little confused. Could it be that Medmonkey had sent 10,000 people here.

At this time, Baird came up to him excitedly and saluted Weilin: "Respectfully, my lord, return to your loyal territory."

"Baird, did someone send the population?" Weilin got off his horse and stepped forward to ask.

When Baird heard this, he was a little confused, but he still answered truthfully: "My lord, the extra population of the Lake of Praying Stars was brought back by my subordinates in exchange for grains. In addition, I also sold five million kilograms of grains to other nobles and returned them." Almost fifty thousand gold coins."

"Wha...what." Weilin looked at Baird in astonishment.

Ten minutes later, after Baird patiently explained, Verin felt a little dizzy.

I thought I bought it as emergency food for disasters, but I didn’t expect that the more than 3,000 square kilometers around the Lake of Prayer for Stars would not be affected by the famine sacrifices. So the batch of 22 million kilograms of food bought with all their own money , it became a large amount of hard currency.

In addition, Weilin and several other nobles purchased grain on a large scale, which led to the disaster. Almost all the surrounding nobles were in a state of food shortage, and had to spend three times the previous price to purchase part of the grain, allowing him to unknowingly make a lot of money. Full.

"By the way, Lord, this year's autumn harvest, here are the accounts, please check them."

Weilin took the bound account book and opened it to look at it.

Within the scope of Bedel's control, there are one town and three villages, with a total of 6,500 people, 2,000 of whom were exchanged for food, and the other 1,000 are civilians who have migrated spontaneously in the past three months.

There are 40,000 mu of land available for cultivation, of which 20,000 mu are tax fields, of which 10,000 mu are planted with yam, 6,000 mu are planted with vegetable roots, and 4,000 mu are planted with wheat, with a total harvest of 4 million catties of yam, 1.2 million catties of vegetable roots, 600,000 catties of wheat, and a total harvest of 5.8 million catties of grain.

According to the military pay of one soldier for two mu of tax fields, 700 soldiers and officers were allocated a total of 300,000 catties of yam and 150,000 catties of vegetable roots.

Excluding these, Baird has 17 million catties of grain in his hands.

This does not include the pioneering town in Orlando. According to a rough calculation, there should be about 2 million catties.

Thinking of this, Weilin breathed a sigh of relief and said to Baird: "Don't sell the remaining food. After a while, 10,000 people will move to Qixing Lake. You should think about how to receive them. Whether to continue to develop in the north or divert them to Orlando, it's up to you to decide."

"Don't worry, my lord, I will take care of it."

The next day after returning to the territory, Weilin personally held a funeral for the fallen soldiers and buried them in the sergeant cemetery set up three kilometers away from Qixing Town.

In the following days, we still maintain efficient training, strive to break through the realm as soon as possible, and be promoted to the high-level silver level.

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