Proof of the Sun King

The hot summer wind is raging in the Baron of Jean, the scorching sun is shining on the land, the serfs are working in sweat in the farmland, big drops of sweat dripping on the soil, the sweat carries the expectations of the serfs to get a good harvest, It also represents their hard work, carrying the family's livelihood, serfs farming, paying taxes, offering offerings, and knights collecting taxes, fighting, and guarding, which almost constitutes their entire life.

The only way for serfs to rise is war, accept conscription, join the army, conquer the enemy, and then hope that they can be favored by nobles, be promoted to sergeant or even ranger, and change their fate.

The serfs got up to work from five in the morning, and when it was around ten in the morning, they stopped working because it was too hot.

Two serfs were sitting under the grass hut enjoying the shade. The crudely made clay pots were filled with water. They just used bowls to drink water from the pots.

"Wow, I'm exhausted."

"What are you doing so tired?"

"Yeah, I'm really tired today."

"I don't want to do anything like farming~"

"Yeah, I'm almost there too."

The two serfs complained that they always felt that farming was very hard, but in fact, today's farm work ended here, and the rest of the day was their rest time.

The serfs are not as diligent and hard as they imagined. Many serfs often do not have enough to eat, but many times they would rather be hungry than work hard to farm. The reason is very simple. The nine tax will drain the serfs. The result of almost all efforts to raise knights with all the power of the country is that the country's resources are concentrated on the knights, regardless of the serfs.

"There are pros and cons to this situation, you know? My baron, in the Empire, 30 percent of us are homeless." In the distance, Ryan, Olivier, Lopes, and Katzenberg Sitting on the second floor of a tavern on the edge of town, they were also enjoying the shade.

Olivier did a great job in this war, and a few of him solved several barren tomb guards and bloodthirsty ghosts.

In this war, the more than 200 elites who followed Francois on the expedition lost about 50 people, of which more than 20 wounded soldiers could return to the team after recuperation, and the rest were either dead or disabled.

Disabled soldiers will be able to be incorporated into patrols that are usually responsible for the security, or receive a pension.

"The homeless have no property, and no one wants to take them in. They are peasants who lost their land, homeless exiles, deserters who were defeated, and bankrupt nobles." Lane water condensed into ice cubes and poured it into the wine. In: "Unlike Brittany, where every serf had a nobleman to whom he belonged, the nobles not only accepted them unconditionally, but also protected them when needed. The most hated thing for the nobles of the empire was that these did not generate income. The homeless, they are driven around, relying on odd jobs for a living, and the corruption of chaos spreads in their hearts."

"Yes, I had a deep understanding when I was studying in Brunswick, the capital of the empire." Ranger knight Hux nodded, he said: "Brunswick is a very large city, very large, also known as 'Heart of the Empire', but in reality, that city is a city built on slums and muddy ponds, with tens of thousands of people stagnating in every quayside of the city, chaos, corruption, and corruption spreading everywhere."

"Like Marienburg, it is an inevitable result after the population of a city breaks through to a critical point. There are too many people, and everything from hygiene to public security is facing severe tests. The agglomeration effect of a city is not as simple as 1+1." Butler Katzenberg followed suit.

"It seems that the enthusiasm of the territorial people is not bad, not sabotage." Olivier is not interested in talking about this, he wants to talk about war: "Baron, I think we need to reorganize the army now, and at the same time Then take advantage of the Midsummer conscription event to recruit excellent soldiers."

Ryan, the source of the new recruits, has no opinion: "This time we plan to recruit 50 to 100 people, Hux, the recruitment of the army will be left to you."

"Understood." Hux nodded in agreement.

"My baron, several brand-new windmill mills have been put into use. We only collect a small part of the windmill tax, but we stipulate that if the windmills in the area are damaged, the serfs need to bear the obligation to repair the windmills." Katzenberger After reading 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 beliefs at all, they just want to abduct those children to be their servants, and warn the wood elves if they just need labor and help. Forget it, after all, it is a normal employment, if they plan to use children for rituals or sacrifices, I will raze their observatory!"

"My baron, you have a high reputation and unparalleled prestige. In fact, after I negotiated with the wood elves, they have already expressed their apologies and promised not to do this kind of thing again in the future." Katzenberg added.

"That's good." The news of Ryan's killing of the Scarlet Duke has spread in the kingdom, and his reputation in the Knight Kingdom is now so high that even the people of the Empire and the Southern Kingdom are familiar with his name and deeds. In this case, the wood elves would naturally not conflict with him, and he was the only trading partner of the wood elves.

Ryan began to think about his territory.

At present, his territory is very prosperous, and various construction projects are carried out in an orderly manner. The trade with wood elves has brought him a lot of wealth and a hospital, and taking in dwarves has brought him three workshops. Far from enough.

After this war, Ryan realized how to fight evil without a strong army? The elite team composed of several people was killed in order to burn a few siege equipment, and he couldn't do it all the time.

Speaking of which, vampires really like to change homes. One time is not enough for the second time. Thinking of this, Ryan shook his head with a wry smile. Now, Musilon's vampires need to be quiet for at least many years. For the vampire army, Corpses and skeletons are everywhere, but the loss of the blood knights and the bloodthirsty angels and bloodthirsty batwolves is enough to make the hearts of Musilon's vampires ache.

Change home? good thing~

A blood knight needs tens of hundreds of years of training, and also has to go through life and death trials with a very high elimination rate to be considered a qualified blood knight. This time the Turis Castle war includes the war in the Sharon Forest, the loss of vampires Dozens of blood knights, this is a truly terrible loss for Musilon, and it may take many years to make up.

The same is true for bloodthirsty ghosts and bloodthirsty bat wolves, and these creatures must be cultivated from childhood.

"Baron, the blacksmiths in the town have opinions. The dwarves make things of good quality and fair prices. They have no food, so there are some conflicts." Katzenberg then reported the situation in the territory.

"Then let them learn techniques from dwarves. They all rely on craftsmanship for food. If they are not as skilled, they will naturally be eliminated. Dwarves are not prohibited from recruiting human apprentices." Ryan gave a light instruction: "If you don't want to learn crafts, you can get out."

"Yes, my baron, and Deron Artisan said that another group of dwarves learned about the treatment here and tried to settle here. He wants to ask if you are willing to accept it?" Katzenberg took out a piece of parchment, Then said.

"how many people?"

"About... more than four hundred."

Ryan thought that the number was okay, not too much, but he didn't want to make such a hasty decision: "Let's go to the dwarf's new home first, Deron seems to be resting today."

"Then let me lead the way for you, my baron." Katzenberg stood up, and the four of them drove in the sun.

After about half an hour on horseback, the dwarf community arrived.

This is an independent community. The dwarves built their residence under a hill. Yes, it is under the hill. When Ryan came to the dwarf community along the flagstone road, he found that the dwarves had hollowed out the bottom of the hill. , they have built deep basement groups for living, only a small number of dwarves are willing to build houses outside, the houses of dwarves are simple in shape, most of them choose solid pointed stone structures, and there is a lack of decoration outside, except in the middle of their community. Built a statue of the dwarf main god.

Two dwarves were standing guard on the watchtower with long fire guns. When they saw Ryan appearing, they saluted happily: "Hello, Lord Ryan, may your beard be long and beautiful,"

"Pfft~" The two knights couldn't help laughing. Ryan didn't have a beard at all. He did have a little stubble when he returned from the battle, but he shaved it soon. The age of the beard.

Ryan didn't say anything in particular, he just smiled: "Thank you, is Mr. Delong there?"

"Oh! My old friend~ Lord Ryan." Dwarf rune craftsman Deron Fienson came out of the community: "Welcome~"

A few people entered the community, and Olivier looked around like he had discovered a new world. There was nothing rare about dwarves, but it was the first time he saw the community of dwarves. Hux and Katzenberg worked hard to keep it. Calm, but they were equally curious about the dwarven community.

Many dwarves despised the curious appearance of humans, thinking that these stupid students are really rare.

Yes, although most dwarves have a good relationship with humans, they believe that humans are their own stupid students. Since the empire and the dwarves formed the "Holy Alliance", the weapon manufacturing technology of humans is taught by the dwarves, and the siege weapons of humans are. Technology is generously shared by dwarves, and gunpowder technology and steam weapons are selflessly bestowed by dwarves.

Therefore, in the eyes of the dwarves, humans are their friends, and they are also stupid students who are not very talented. Whenever humans have a major breakthrough in technology, the dwarves always feel that it is difficult to save face, and the Dwarf Engineers Association will immediately come up with new The research results of the people will suppress human technology, and at the same time show off their power.

Deron noticed that Ryan was constantly looking around, so he took the initiative to say, "My baron, what's the matter?"

"Nothing. I noticed that your houses were built very thickly and covered with boulders. Is there any reason?" Ryan looked at the stone houses of the dwarves. Even though the materials were monotonous, the dwarves still built their houses very neatly and harmoniously. Beautiful, without fancy decorations, but with a solemnity unique to dwarves.

"Building a house is a science, my baron." Delon pointed to his stone house: "If the walls are too narrow, the house will be very hot, and if the walls are too thick, the house will be very cold."

The dwarf's words sounded irrelevant, and Ryan didn't care. Deron opened his door. His house was the largest and most luxurious in the entire community, nearly three meters high: "Come in, Your Excellency Ryan, a few Sir."

Ryan and the others bent down and entered the room, came to the living room and sat down, Delong took out several glasses of ale and put them on the table, and also brought out some bacon and roasted bacon: "Please be slow, I'm sorry , Your Excellency Ryan is here and should treat you with Bagman beer, but I don't have it now, but... It should be available soon, I asked someone to go to Breeze Castle to buy a few barrels."

"It looks like Mr. Deron is doing well now!" Ryan smiled. The dwarf's beer tasted very strong, and the meat tasted very salty, so he could barely eat it.

"It's okay, as you can see, many compatriots are still not adapted to living under the sky, so they have opened up basement groups within the hills." Deron stroked his white beard: "I started I'm not used to it, my baron~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Don't you think that when you look up at the sky, you will be afraid of falling into the infinite starry sky?"

"I never feel that, on the contrary, whenever I look up at the stars, I always feel very small." Ryan shook his head slightly, but Deron didn't care, he continued: "Lord Ryan, you are here this time. It must be because of Swain, right?"

"Yes, it's not that I don't welcome your clan, I just want to find out their origin and what I need to provide." Ryan said calmly.

"Yes, yes." Deron nodded again and again: "He is my friend, his name is Swain, Swain-Noviglin, a powerful dwarf patriarch and rune blacksmith, an eighty-seven-year-old young man Man, his fortress was destroyed by the night goblins, and most of his clansmen died in the war. After more than ten years of desperate struggle, Swain finally realized that the remaining 400 clansmen were not enough to regain their ancestors. They need a place to recuperate, so I suggest they come here."

"There are not many people left in the Norviglin clan, but they are all excellent warriors. They are willing to exchange their own hands for the survival necessities they want. This can be workmanship or killing, as long as you provide them with A place to live and work, and enough ale." Delong was not good at words, and he could only use such dry words to try to gain Ryan's trust.

"Rehabilitation?" Ryan thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, let them come, I approve."

His territory also needs recuperation.

At this time, a knight squire came from afar on horseback, and he told Ryan a message.

The King's envoy has arrived. Want to chat with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find confidants~