The Lord is Addicted in Infrastructure

Mike Andrew is a slave in a small manor in Fort Comoy. He is 14 years old. He is already strong and strong, and his strength is much stronger than his peers. He usually helps his parents to work for the owner of the manor.

two days ago.

The fact that the knights from the Wissus Territory came to Fort Comoi to preach and recruit people was well known in the city and caused countless heated discussions.

Some people are moved, but some people can't believe it.

Mike Andrew listened to the whole process when he went out to buy items. After returning, he never calmed down, and he tossed and turned in bed at night.

He was moved.

He wanted to go to Wissus to see if it was true or not.

Mike Andrew shared his thoughts with his father, but was rejected by his father.

"Mike, my boy, don't be stupid, how could a slave become a soldier."

"We are not free citizens, we are subject to the control of the manor, and we cannot leave the manor at will without permission... Yes, I know that you can go out to Wissus after paying a poll tax..."

"But that notice must be fake, you will be fooled, you have to understand that poll tax is not cheap."

Old Andrew wanted to dispel Mike Andrew's unrealistic ideas.

In his heart, he didn't believe that Weishas could have such great benefits.

Just like the Chuangshi God suddenly and benevolently sprinkled a lot of gold coins into the world, it cannot be true at all.

Looking at his son's frustrated expression, he said dryly, "Perhaps the civilians will try it in the territory of Wissas, and then they will know that they have been deceived... It's a waste of time..."

The biggest difference between a slave and a commoner is that the slave's body belongs to the master.

Slaves are not allowed to leave privately, let alone escape. If they want to go out to do their own affairs, they must pay a poll tax to the master, otherwise, there is no freedom to speak of.

If absconded, after being captured, the master has the right to dispose of the slave at will, including cutting off his limbs and giving him death.

In addition, the marriage of slaves is not free, and they need to pay marriage tax to the master, and the children born after marriage are also slaves.

When a slave dies, all uninherited property goes to the master.

Slaves had no right to redeem themselves, but could only be sold from one master to another through mutual buying and selling.

Compared with civilians who are hired to work for the manor owner and get paid, slaves work for the manor owner as a matter of course. Not to mention they are often oppressed and bullied, the working hours are long, and the labor wages are also the lowest.

The personal freedom of civilians is not restricted, and of course they can go to Wissus at any time.

But it is not easy for Mike Andrew to go.

The content of the Wissas notice is very clear.

The lord stipulated that if any slave in Wissas intends to stand for election, the master must not restrict his freedom and must let him go.

If the slave passes the preliminary examination and can become a reserve soldier, the lord will give the slave's master silver coins as compensation.

But slaves other than Wessus had to go on their own.

If they pass the preliminary examination and determine that they can become reserve soldiers, the lord will send knights to buy qualified slaves and their families from the master.

In Xia Zuoyi's view, this is a disguised form of buying people.

Although he is still a slave, he is a slave who has become a reserve soldier. After accumulating certain merits, he can become a free citizen and get rid of the status of a slave.

Not to mention that Wissas has greatly reduced taxes, which is a great thing for civilians and slaves.

Because it is so good, most people can't believe it, and dare not try it easily.

Old Andrew’s persuasion and comfort did not dispel Mike Andrew’s idea.

He thought, life is likely to be just this one chance, if you miss it, it will be gone.

It should not be false news that the knights of Wissus came to Fort Comoi to preach and recruit people.

Eventually, Mike Andrew made up his mind.

the next day.

While his parents were out working, he secretly took part of the money old Andrew had saved, quickly paid the poll tax to the steward of the manor, and then set off to leave Fort Comoi.

He apologized to his parents in his heart.

If the news proves to be true or false, I will work harder and return the money to my father when I come back.

Mike Andrew only brought a little water and dry food.

He was walking on the mountain road of Pa'er Mountain, with the sun on his head, sweat on his forehead, and his heart became more and more uncertain.

But they have already come here, so they can only bite the bullet and move on.

About an hourglass passed, and Mike Andrew finally entered the city of Wissas.

He looked around, a little dazed, not knowing where to go to sign up for military service.

At this moment, a knight guarding the city gate suddenly shouted: "Civilians or slaves participating in the conscription go to the registration point in the direction of the arrow to register and accept the preliminary review."

Mike Andrew immediately looked at the guide signs standing on both sides of the street.

Ten meters away, there was a wooden sign inserted into the ground, with an arrow pointing in one direction.

Someone suddenly said beside him: "Brother, are you here to participate in the conscription?"

Mike Andrew turned around: "Yes, yes, you too..."

The man nodded and said, "That's right, my name is Ladd, I'm a slave, and I live in Wessas."

Mike Andrew felt relieved immediately.

He said: "I am also a slave, living in Fort Comoi, why don't we go together."

"Okay, no problem." Ladd agreed.

Before leaving, Mike Andrew heard the knight guarding the city gate yelling again.

The two arrived at the registration point, took a closer look, and found that there were already two long queues, one for civilians and one for slaves.

They spontaneously lined up behind the line of slaves.

Finally it was Mike Andrew's turn.

He came to the table, and the person who listened to the record asked skillfully: "What's your name? How old is it? How tall is it? Weight... Where does it come from?"

Someone beside him made him move his arms and legs casually.

Then he said to the person who recorded: "He is in good health, there is no disability in his body, and he doesn't seem to have any mental problems."

The person in charge of recording nodded.

Mike Andrew answered the questions just now one by one.

When he mentioned that he was from Fort Comoil, the recorder looked up and gave him a very kind smile: "Mike? 14 years old, not bad, very strong."

"You Fort Comoi don't have many slaves who come here to sign up. Go back and help spread the word. We Wissus are actually recruiting soldiers. After being selected, we can not only... but also..."

He once again told Mike Andrew and the people behind him about the benefits of the conscription conditions.

Mike Andrew couldn't help but excitedly said: "You, don't worry, I will."

The recorder smiled and said: "Very good, very good, your age meets the standard, and your physical fitness is very good. You are qualified, go over there and wait."

After speaking, write an excellent on the parchment.

Mike Andrew was a little confused, but he still walked in the direction pointed by the recorder.

There were about a dozen people gathered there, and there were knights standing beside them.

Mike Andrew was about to ask someone to ask, when he heard a teenager talking to him in a voice that was clearly excited and delighted.

"You must be a slave from Fort Comoil, too, and so am I, oh my god, I can't even imagine this is real!"

"We'll wait here until today's registration is over, and Lord Knight will lead us back to Fort Comoi. As stated in the conditions for conscription, Lord Lord of Wissus will buy us back with our family..."

The boy obviously couldn't restrain his exuberant emotions, and was always talking in a rambling manner.

Mike Andrew couldn't calm down either.

But he is relatively dull and does not know how to express.

The young man said: "My parents are also slaves. My mother didn't believe that such a good thing would happen, so she wouldn't let me come. It was my father who secretly paid the poll tax for me to come out."

"And you, how did you get here?"

Mike Andrew: "...Like you, it is also Wissus who paid the poll tax."

However, his parents disagreed.

Soon.

He saw Ladd walk into the crowd of Wessus slaves and waved to him.

Registration closes before the sun goes down.

The people in the two teams did not disperse.

Seeing that they didn't leave, the recorder had no choice but to shout: "It will be [-] days after the deadline for registration. Those who have not registered will be the same if they come back after sunrise tomorrow. Hurry up and go back!"

The people in the team slowly dispersed.

Mike Andrew was relieved, fortunately he came early.

…………

A total of four knights led them back to Fort Comoi.

Before entering the city, he heard the knight say: "There is not much time left for you, go back and pack up quickly, and tell me how much your family has, and you need to pay for it... In the end, we will have to drive back to Wisa all night. Si, do you understand?"

Mike Andrew and some slaves are led away by a knight.

The knights paid money to buy from door to door, and those who were unwilling to let it go were threatened and lured in the name of the Lord of Designia.

After arriving at the manor where Mike Andrew was, he said as usual: "You and your parents are the only family members? Three people... well, not too many, go back and pack your things, don't dawdle, or I won't wait for you..."

Mike Andrew ran away quickly without hesitation.

As soon as he entered the house, old Andrew wanted to pick up a stick and beat him up.

Mike quickly explained everything clearly.

"Master Knight is paying money to buy us, father and mother, pack up your things quickly, we can leave for Wissus, I will be a reserve soldier in the future, and I will work hard to accumulate merits and escape from the status of slaves..."

Seeing that old Andrew was still standing there in a daze.

Mike Andrew yelled again anxiously: "Father..."

Old Andrew came back to his senses: "Hurry up! Pack it up quickly! Hurry up, don't make Mr. Knight wait in a hurry."

There was not much private property that slaves could own.

Because both the house and the farm tools belong to the owner of the manor, and they only need to leave with a few scattered things on their backs.

Before leaving, Mike Andrew remembered what the recorder had said, and made a few publicity remarks to the other slaves who were watching - it's true, those who meet the conditions can sign up, go as soon as possible!

The four knights finally assembled outside the city gate. After counting the number of people, they led them back again.

When the moon hung high and the stars lit up the night, they were taken to a temporary residence in Wissus City. They heard from the knight that they would live here temporarily until the registration was completely closed.

During this period, the lord will provide them with a silver coin for life free of charge.

Knight: "If you are not used to living here, you can build a house yourself."

"Except for the slaves who are about to become reserve soldiers, they can't leave at will. The rest of the people are going to work in the salt field by the sea. A special person will come over tomorrow. Let's rest tonight."

After the knight left, the slaves did not move for a while.

They work a lot every day, and their physical strength is very good. They don't look too tired even now, but everyone's expression is a little dazed, and they stand still and don't know what to do.

quite a while.

Someone murmured, "It's like a dream..."

It was as if a chatterbox had been opened, and each person started talking one by one.

"We've been living in Wissus ever since?"

"This thing turned out to be true?! Thank you God of Creation! Thank you Lord Lord!"

"My son is doing well! Promising..."

Mike Andrew pinched himself, not in a dream.

He wanted to find a place to rest. At this moment, old Andrew came over and patted him on the back with a very relieved expression.

"You kid... did a good job this time!"

…………

The same thing happens every day.

The number of civilians and slaves from Fort Comoi began to increase slowly, and their families were sent to work in the salt field or organized to build temporary housing.

Thank you God of Creation, thank you Lord Lord.

Xia Zuoyi could see the reputation value on the upper right of the system interface rising up every day.

Extremely happy.

The author has something to say:

[One more, second more at night~]

Little Earl: Be quick!Before the idiot Earl of Fort Comoil could react, pry them all away, pry them away!

[Small knowledge: Manor owner is a title. Manor owners have different identities, including but not limited to kings, nobles, bishops, knights...]