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His Excellency the Governor reconciled, and the leaders of the many strongholds were polite, and the whole meeting was much calmer than before.

And Sir John, who proposed at the beginning, was in the end targeted by everyone, and received a minimum share of seventy-five.

However, His Excellency the Governor, who knew his identity, took good care of him, and most of the people assigned were adults, although there were many women, but women could still be used as soldiers in times of emergency.

With a smile on his face, Sir John nodded goodbye to the many strongholds before the spoils were over.

At this moment Lemire came over, and he glanced at Sir John, who was a little unhappy, and said in a friendly tone:

"Mr. Sir, I really can't help you today, everyone is a little impulsive!"

Looking at the middle-aged man, who was obviously well-intentioned, Sir John restrained his smirk, shook his head sincerely, and said:

"This is also because I am too impulsive, I still have to suffer this hardship, and it is good to have a long memory!"

As he spoke, he looked at the middle-aged man who took the initiative to show favor, he knew, this was another stronghold left behind in Lemir. Watson, although he doesn't know what his purpose is, but he also belongs to the stay-at-home, and in the hellish place of Ireland, it is still necessary to make friends.

"Mr. Watson, are you free now?"

Hearing this, Lemuel couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, but replied very indifferently.

"Of course, my sir, is there anything wrong with you?"

Lemire continued logically, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"It's nothing, it's just that I have some questions, and they haven't been resolved, your environment is different, I'm afraid you can give me different suggestions!"

Sir John smiled and made a look of asking for advice.

"Okay, it just so happens that I can also learn from you, I also have some questions!"

Lemuel also looked approving, and responded modestly.

Just as the others looked at them in amazement, the two walked together and went to a tavern in Dublin to have a drink.

…………

Time always passed shortly, and the next day, Sir John stroked his somewhat drowsy head and shook it unconsciously.

"Alas! I drank too much yesterday and my head hurts! ”

"However, I have gained a lot, at least I am an ally!"

Despite the pain in his head, Sir John smiled with satisfaction, satisfied with yesterday's gain.

After nearly a year of coming here, the original stronghold, which was only the size of a village, has become a small town in scope.

The number of immigrants in the town was less than a thousand, and the surrounding tribes were surrounded by circles, and the closer they were to the town, the closer they became, and the deeper the Anglophilization.

This time, he had to go back sooner, after all, he had brought out nearly a third of his manpower.

Feeling the fog on his face and the somewhat vague road, Sir John looked back at the convoy of goods pulling a large amount of goods, and his heart became a little anxious.

Although there are not many people in seventy-five, most of them are from their families, especially in recent months, the immigrants have basically come from one household, so there are a lot of messy things, and they have to make dozens of flatbed trucks, pull the old people and children, and salute.

And, of course, the most important supplies.

Ireland lacked everything, iron, weapons, salt, cloth, and, somewhat, wheat, which he needed in his stronghold.

These supplies are not only used by the stronghold for their own use, but also exchanged with friendly tribes.

Thirty miles away from Dublin, the militiamen of the two hundred rode on their horses with a vigilant face, and the bows and arrows in their hands could not be taken away.

England's rule in Dublin, Ireland, can only be maintained within a radius of thirty miles, and if it is out of range, there is any danger.

From time to time, the hateful wildlings shoot a poisoned arrow from the forest, or make a small surprise attack, which is overwhelming.

Of course, this is a lot better than before.

In the last year, the colonies have blossomed, attracting the attention of most of the tribes, and Dublin's environment has improved considerably.

Sir John's face was also a little nervous, and he was wearing a silk undergarment covered with a layer of leather armor.

Thanks to the fact that there was no shortage of horses in Ireland, the whole team was still moving at twenty miles per hour, even though Sir John felt slow.

From six o'clock in the morning, to about four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was dark, and the group reached this stronghold, walking more than two hundred miles.

"It's here~" "It's finally here—"

The militiamen shouted excitedly, rejoicing in the safety of the road.

In front of everyone, there is a small town surrounded by a thick fence, a small river flows, and from a distance, through the gap in the fence, there are many people, and it seems that there are quite a few people.

The whole town is in the shape of a ladder, with only one exit, which is much larger than the landlord's manor in the country.

On the outskirts of the town, green seedlings have sprung up in the cultivated fields everywhere, revealing vitality.

Near the gate of the fence, a militia was guarded, and no one was allowed to haunt except by special order.

Seeing his own turf, Sir John finally smiled.

He turned around on his horse and said to the newcomers on their horses and in their carriages:

"This is my town, Wenger, and where you will live in the future."

The immigrants looked at the humble cottage in front of them, and then looked at the families around them, and they could only choose to accept it.

It's good to have a safe place to live, but in their minds, they think they live directly in the middle of nowhere.

"There are still a lot of vacant land, I will divide the land for you to make a house and divide the land for farming!"

Entering the town with the immigrants, Sir John pointed to the empty flat land and said to the immigrants.

"However, land is not free, you need to spend money to buy it, and if you don't have money, you need to deduct it from your future salary!"

"By the way, in the future, when you do things here, whether you are plowing the land, shepherding sheep, or doing something else, half of all your income will be handed over to me!"

"Everything here is His Majesty's Majesty, this is His Majesty's land, this is something you must understand!"

Sir John glared fiercely at the newcomer and spoke very domineeringly, completely ignoring the immigrant's feelings.

At this time, the immigrants took a closer look, and although the whole town was large, only about one-third of the scale of the buildings was built, and the rest was empty.

As for their arrival, the other immigrants looked unsurprised, and after taking a look, they were very indifferent to doing their own things.