"The next time I see this old fox, I won't slaughter him fiercely, I won't call him Zhao Hu!" The fat man secretly underestimated. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that the old housekeeper was still standing in place awkwardly waiting for his reply, he glanced at the old housekeeper with an extremely resentful face, and waved his hand at the old housekeeper, the old housekeeper was extremely depressed, and he didn't know what his young master was crazy about!

"You tell Cohen to send someone to pick up those weapons and equipment, you personally supervise the transportation of the gold coins from two of the cars to the castle's vault, and the rest of the car is to be picked up by the tax collector Stoneard, I don't want to hear this life-urging ghost crying in front of me anymore!"

Winter is the season of snow, the cold north wind swept a large field of snowflakes and began to whistle outside the castle, just like this cold weather, but one by one bad news came from the turbulent north.

After nearly a month of tug-of-war, the Kazakh iron cavalry has broken through the northern defense line of the empire, and the front of the army is directly aimed at the imperial capital.

In the battle last month, the emperor was shot through the thigh by an armor-piercing arrow from a Kazakh marksman, and the main force of the emperor's army was defeated.

In order to cover the retreat of the large army, 2,000 guards knights were surrounded by nearly 10,000 Kazakh iron cavalry, and the whole army was killed in battle, and no life survived.

The main forces of the Imperial Army, which retreated to the northern fortress, were surrounded by the pursuing Kazakh Iron Cavalry, and Kazakh rangers appeared within 50 miles of the imperial capital.

The imperial capital was in danger, and the entire northern war situation was in shambles.

In order to escape the war, a large number of refugees from the north dragged heavy carts, carried all their belongings, and brought their wives and children, and flocked into the relatively calm southern counties in the snow.

"My lord, more than a hundred refugees have poured into our territory from the northern county of Satdo in the past few days, and if this continues, our food will become a big problem! Let's give a "restraining order" like other lords! The hearts of adults are good, but we can't let these refugees drag them to death! ”

The tax collector Stoneard reported to Zhao Hu with a sad face, the firewood burning in the hall drove away the cold, and the dry pine firewood made a crisp sound in the flames, just like Stoneard's heart that was now anxious.

Recently, more and more refugees from the north have poured into the Falcon Territory, from a dozen at the beginning to hundreds in the past few days, and now the number of refugees in the entire territory has exceeded the terrible three thousand.

The tax collector Stoneard had a headache at the thought of the huge daily expenses spent to support these people, but this "loser lord" also deliberately ordered that all refugees could stay in the territory, which was very different from the measures taken by the nearby lords.

In order to make a good name for themselves, all the nearby lords opened their doors to the refugees in the north in accordance with the "Wartime Noble Relief Decree", but in order to prevent their own territories from being dragged down by these refugees, they all issued an order of "restricted residence" without exception, and only allowed refugees to pass through their territories, but would not give any help.

This cruel order drove all the refugees from the middle to the south like a flock of sheep, and then continued to drive downward, and no one knew what would happen to the refugees who had been driven all the time, and the lords had no such idleness about the life and death of these refugees.

Of course, it is not without the situation that the refugees have been stranded, but in the face of the sharp swords of the lord's army, these resistances are futile.

In the nearby county of Satdo, more than 20 refugees were killed and nearly 1,000 were driven out of the county.

"You also want me to be like those cold-blooded animals and drive these poor people out? Let them freeze to death this winter and starve to death in the mountains and forests? ”

Zhao Hu's face was cold and interrupted the tax collector's chatter, and the cold light flashing in his eyes made the tax collector Stoner, who was still complaining, shut up with interest.

Ever since he knew about the "restriction order" issued by the nearby lords, Zhao Hu had called these lords "cold-blooded animals", although the tax collector Stoneard didn't know what this meant, but seeing his lord's gritted teeth, he also knew that it was not a good word.

"You go down first, our grain should be able to last through this winter, and you can withdraw 30,000 gold coins from the castle's treasury and buy food from the surrounding territories, I don't want to see anyone frozen to death this winter!"

Zhao Hu waved his hand at the depressed Stoneard below with a serious face, looking at the back of Stoneard who turned around and left, Zhao Hu's chubby face showed a sly smile.

"There are people who have money, and there are more people who have money, you know that these refugees are my treasures, but they have helped me solve a big problem, as long as my ceramic workshop is built in a few days, these people may not be enough!"

Early in the morning, the fat man who was still dreaming of making a fortune was woken up by a hurried knock on the door, and he was indignant that he didn't even wear clothes, only put on a pair of big pants with two corners leaking air, and came out of the bedroom with a snow-white belly, and saw the old housekeeper hand a red military report to him with an embarrassed face.

"What's that?" The fat man asked.

"Emergency," the old butler responded.

"Military Newspaper!" The red fire paint made the fat man speechless, he could see such things every day in recent times, and the fat man was numb, either he was poked by the Kazakhs here, or he was harassed by the Kazakhs there, and the content of the daily military newspaper was more like showing that the imperial building was being ransacked by a robber called the Kazakh.

The fat man took the military order of the Red Military Affairs Department just received from the old butler with a depressed face, and as soon as he glanced at it, his face changed, and the bigwigs in the north finally couldn't support it, and the orders for the requisition and reinforcements were sent to the remote south.

Two more unlucky little northern lords became the spoils of war of the Kazakhs, and these Kazakhs seemed to be addicted to catching the lords, and they were also caught one by one, and whoever told those idiots to hide in their castles.

The fat man has also seen the kind of simple little castle in the countryside, and the low wall can be crossed by himself on horseback, so it is better to dig a few deep ditches outside his home.

The latest situation is that two squadrons of Kazakhs bypassed the tower fortress in the middle line and entered the county of Satdo above the falcon territory, and a squadron of hoplites stationed in the north of the tower fortress was killed by the surprise attack of the Kazakhs! The beheading of Baron Hethani, the leader of the county of Satdor, indicates that the Kazakhs, who had turned the whole north into a mess, had come to the edge of their old nest.

Looking at the battle situation and the final order in the military report, the fat man's face became even more bitter.

"Grass! What's going on? The big man can't bear it, let the little man get on! The loopholes in the tower have to be filled by Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will not join in the fun! The fat man threw the military newspaper in his hand to the ground indignantly.

That's right, just now the fat man saw his name in the military newspaper, Marquis Zhao Hu of the Falcon family, the Ministry of Military Affairs actually forced the Falcon Territory to quickly send troops to reinforce Satdo, and then go north to fill the hole in the middle line of defense, thinking that he would have to face the legendary king of long-range mobility "Kazakh Rangers" This is the fat man's life.

"Don't die a fellow die." This has always been the motto of the fat man, and two thousand elite guards knights are hanging on the Lisa beach, and these miscellaneous infantry are not enough for the Kazakhs to stuff their teeth.

"Master, disobedience to military orders is considered treason!" The old housekeeper looked at the fat man's bitter gourd face, knew what the fat man was thinking, and couldn't help but remind him kindly.

For this audacious master, the old housekeeper knew that this order from the Ministry of Military Affairs, which touched the interests of the master, was not as good as a gold Luke with a face value of ten yuan in the eyes of the fat man, and the old housekeeper had no doubt that it was taken by the fat man as a butt wiping paper.

The fat man was secretly dull for a while, his two eyes purred, seeing the fat man's expression, the old housekeeper below knew that there must be nothing good in the fat man's heart, and sure enough, after a while, he waved his hand to the old butler who was waiting for a reply and said: "Okay, I will send troops as soon as possible, you immediately send a messenger to Lord Nika, and tell him that this time we are sending troops in accordance with morality, not only to eat and drink, but also to give the same should not be less, our losses are great!" Inform Cohen to immediately recruit soldiers from among the refugees, as long as they are willing to join the army, Lao Tzu will not only take care of the food, but also establish the treatment of military merit to our soldiers equally! I don't believe that the Kazakhs are beaten with iron, and Lao Tzu bites one out of ten. ”

These words made the already exhausted old butler almost roll down the stairs, such a large-scale recruitment, I am afraid that the financial and tax officer Stoneard will not only scold the "loser" again, but also add a lot of gray hair on his head.

After preparing for nearly half a month in his own territory, the fat man reluctantly led the army in his own territory and drove from the Falcon Territory to the upper Satdo County.

The fat man walked at the front of the team, looking at the spears behind him, the heads were like rain, and the black pressure was overwhelming, leading such a huge army for the first time, with a sense of satisfaction, such a huge army is the level of several bigwigs in the north.

The equipment and salaries of the whole 5,400 men almost did not make the tax collector Stoneard go to hang himself miserably, but fortunately, the 1,500 sets of elite infantry equipment and 60,000 gold coins sent by the Hitren Tower in the north last time were only slightly relieved.

But this still made the only few hairs on the head of the tax officer Stoneard bald, and some people said that the hair fell out in a hurry, and the tax officer's son Stahan said: "It was unintentionally pulled out when he was worried about himself!"