"Carl (One), when are we leaving?"

"What, Lotta (number two), missed your little lover in Champagne?"

On the streets of Nantes, only a group of patrolling mercenaries is still making loud noises, and the doors of houses are closed, and the city is as silent as death. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This silence is learned with blood and tears.

"Whew! Carl, I think it's you who you think, don't think I don't know, you secretly hugged the necklace and cried the night you left. ”

Holding the necklace and crying, can it still be a man's necklace?

Karl's face suddenly turned into a purple eggplant, and the mercenaries under his command watched their two bosses tear up, and they all covered their mouths and hid next to them and snickered.

But Carl didn't stir up the topic to make others laugh at him.

Indeed, Grand Master Chauncey has stayed here for too long.

A mercenary group, especially a large mercenary group, must maintain a good relationship with all nobles, but it cannot have a particularly good relationship with a certain nobleman.

This rule has not been forgotten since the day the Carol Mercenaries were formed.

Now, however, Chaunceed, who created this rule with his own hands, has betrayed it himself.

His contact with His Royal Highness Prince Magnus was clearly more than a friend - yes, the mercenaries recognized Magnus as a good employer, never defaulted on wages, and would not ask them to do a mission to the death - but no matter how good the employer was, he was only an employer!

It is impossible for a mercenary to become someone's private army, simply because mercenaries are impossible by nature: the mercenary who advocates freedom and the private army with a strict hierarchy are the two sides of the inevitable conflict.

It is possible to live in peace in a short period of contact, and it is possible to mutiny in a long time.

But looking at Chauncey's appearance, as soon as Magnus opened his mouth to solicit, he would immediately agree.

I really don't know what kind of ecstasy the prince poured on the Grand Master.

"Okay, let's do things first, no matter what the Grand Master thinks, it will definitely not hurt us."

After sighing for a long time, Carl finally decided to complete the task given by Chauncey first.

The task was simple: to erect a wooden pillar at the gates of the city of Nantes.

In fact, Karl didn't even know what Grand Master Chauncey was doing with a wooden pillar, which he had brought in from outside the city with his brothers yesterday and was going to be carried out today.

It's a waste of effort.

"Your subordinates are quite hard at doing this kind of trivial work."

On the walls of the Fort of Nantes, a place where you can look down on the city of Nantes, Magnus laughed at Chauncey.

It's hard to do trivial things, so you can only work hard when you do trivial things.

This hidden meaning Changxi can naturally hear it, but his family knows his own family affairs, and he knows exactly what his soldiers are, so Changxi smiled and did not answer.

Fortunately, Magnus didn't mind either.

Because next, his good show will be staged.

"Get out of here! His Royal Highness the Prince will summon you! ”

"Do you see the sword in my hand?! If you don't come out, the only thing that will happen is to have it poked in your head! ”

The soldiers knocked on the door from door to door, and if anyone dared not open the door, they broke directly and rudely entered the door, and with the long sword in their hands and the shouting in their mouths, they pushed and shoved all the remaining citizens of Nantes to the city gate.

At this time, Magnus and his party had been waiting here for a long time.

"Citizens! I'm Magnus Godwin, and I'm your new lord from this day forward! ”

…… There was silence.

Well, maybe Magnus you're a little too direct.

But it doesn't matter, this is just an opening statement, the citizens of Nantes don't care who is the new duke at all, the strong are respected, Magnus is the new duke only because he is strong; Maybe in a few months, when the Earl of Brest calls, the title of duke will change again.

What matters is the content underneath, which is closely related to the lives of citizens.

"From today onwards, the war is over, and you can go home and farm with peace of mind!"

……

There was still silence.

The citizens of Nantes finally reacted, but they just raised their heads in confusion, happiness came too suddenly, and they couldn't believe it.

After all, this war has already swallowed the lives of too many Nantes.

"In addition, I apologize to all of you for the damage caused to your families by the war. To compensate you, all farmers will be able to use my cattle for this year's spring ploughing! Gratuitous! There are also iron farm tools, all for free! ”

These were supposed to be the Duke of Brittany's cattle, but as soon as Magnus changed his words, they all became his.

But no one cares about these anyway, all the citizens of Nantes care about is the word free behind Magnus.

In the Middle Ages, peasants rented their lord's cattle to plough the land, which was more than nothing for the lord, but it was a great burden for the peasants.

Magnus exempted the citizens from this part of the fee, and the citizens were free to use their cattle to plough the land, not only filling the gap caused by the mass death of the strong laborers, but also perhaps leaving some food for their families at the time of the harvest this autumn.

Not to mention those iron farm tools, compared to the farmers' own wooden farm tools or even bare hands, they can be called divine soldiers.

Truth be told, if Magnus could really do what he said, then after this year, he would be able to surpass the former Duke of Brittany in the hearts of the peasants.

As for those who kill relatives...... In this era, death is commonplace, and those who are still alive have long learned how to give up and forget.

Of course, the premise is that Magnus does what he says.

Moreover, he must have a certain credibility in the hearts of the citizens, so that the citizens will believe that Magnus can indeed do everything he says.

That's why this piece of wood was moved to the gate of the city.

The allusion to the tree at the south gate of Shangjun is a story that every Chinese is familiar with, and now Magnus intends to copy it.

In addition, there are also the Five Laws of Controlling the People in Shang Junshu, which are also examples of Magnus's learning.

"Today, I'm looking for a warrior!"

Magnus clapped his hands, and the surrounding soldiers roared in unison, focusing the attention of the citizens.

"The tower of Fort Nantes has collapsed, and I'm going to rebuild it, but there's a wooden pillar here, and it's so heavy that no one can carry it! Whoever can move it from the city gates to Nantesburg today, I will make him a knight, a general, and a hundred Trier gold coins! ”

This time it was no longer silent, and there was a buzz of people under the walls.

Even the soldiers were the same.

As long as he moves a wooden pillar, he can be a knight and a general, such a good thing to ascend to the sky, as long as he is still a person, he must be tempted.

As the saying goes, there must be brave men under heavy rewards, and soon, a person stood up.

This person is none other than the deputy head of the regiment under Grand Master Chauncey, Karl.

This wooden pillar was moved to the city gate by Carl and several other mercenaries, and Carl knew the weight of this wooden pillar quite clearly, and if he worked hard once, he could fight for a lifetime of glory and wealth!

Why not!

"From-!!"

Kavin gritted his teeth, not daring to be discouraged at all, moving alone and moving with a group of people is a completely different concept, and the task that I thought was extremely easy at the time is now so difficult to even lift it up!

Eventually, after walking about a hundred meters, Carvin had to regretfully drop the wooden pillar on the ground, he was already shaky and could not stand on his feet.

- It's not that he is weak, it's just that he had already spent a lot of energy moving the wooden pillars from Nantesburg to the city gates, otherwise he could have behaved better.

When someone helped Kaven to leave, several more soldiers joined forces and carried the wooden pillar back to the city gate.

By this time, most of the citizens could see that Magnus was building prestige, and there would never be any danger just by trying.

Zero risk and high return, although the peasants of the Middle Ages did not understand what the laws of investment were, but the courage to fight to the death was never lacking - anyway, they had nothing to lose except a bad life.

One person is gearing up, three people are eager to try, five people are skeptical, and ten people are discouraged...... After a full ten people tried, it turned out that it was still the first Carvin to do the best.

Seeing this, many people began to be discouraged, and some even wondered if Magnus was deliberately teasing them, right?

"Alphonse, you can get on."

Standing on the city wall and looking down on the people. Magnus knows all about the changes in the mood of the citizens: first hope, then despair, and finally despair into hope, and only after repeating the changes will it be memorable.

As soon as Alphonse appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

As mentioned above, Alphonse is more than 1.8 meters tall, and he stands out from the crowd in this era, coupled with muscle bumps all over his body, in terms of appearance alone, Magnus is the most powerful in the army.

"Ahh

With a roar, Alphonse strained his arms, and his muscles bulged so quickly that he almost burst the linen clothes on his body, and all the citizens around him screamed, especially some women, who were about to scream.

"I'm going to be a little jealous of this guy."

Seeing Alphonse easily carry the wooden pillar, Magnus breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and laughed at the surroundings.

can only be a joke, the dirty image of medieval women is really inhuman, even if it is sent to Magnus bed, it is estimated that he will run out with his nose covered.

Alphonse then lifted the wooden pillar high and placed it on his shoulder, stepping forward one step at a time.

-- It's really a step-by-step step, the roads in Nantes are all dirt roads, and when Alphonse stepped on it, a three-millimeter-deep footprint was imprinted on the ground, and it was clearly visible.

However, when manpower was always exhausted, Alphonse was already a little out of breath by the time he reached three-quarters of the way, or about 200 meters.

"Come on, big guy! In front of it is a mountain of gold and silver! Don't give up! ”

"Go forward! It's just a few steps! Go ahead! Don't stop! ”

"We're all looking at you! Big! Try harder! Fight again! ”

The losers who carried the wooden pillars, and the citizens of Nantes who chose to watch the excitement, now seemed even more excited than Alphonse himself.

These words of encouragement were all shouted by the citizens of Nantes themselves, and all of them were from the heart, and Magnus did not arrange a single excuse in them.

"That's probably enough, right?"

Magnus watched from the city wall, and found that even Odegar or Lefèvre, even the two of them, who could be called noble figures, were clenched fists and eager to go up to Alphonse's aid, and sighed silently in his heart.

Since it has mobilized everyone's emotions, the reward of a knight is nothing, and these are all originally promised to Alphonse, but now they are just used to make a fuss.

Alphonse continued to stride, only this time, he sweated with every step.

"Twenty steps to go!"

"Nineteen!"

"Eighteen!"

All the citizens began to count in unison.

"Eleven!"

"Ten!"

The excited voices of the citizens standing at the front were about to be distorted.

"Nine!"

Alphonse staggered and leaned forward.

"Eight!"

The pillar was even more crooked, and Alphonse could only hold it tightly with two hands.

"Seven!"

Eventually, the pillar fell with Alphonse.

A sigh rang out.

"Six!"

But the citizens at the front were still counting the numbers, and unexpectedly, at the moment of falling, with the help of that moment's momentum, Alphonse hugged the wooden pillar and rolled forward with the pillar!

"Five-four-three-two-one - he succeeded!!"

Despite the fact that the final pose is somewhat indecent, and despite the fact that the wooden pillars have not yet been carried into the Fort of Nantes, this can in fact be called cheating...... But who cares about that?

Everyone rejoiced, everyone smiled, and the citizens eagerly joined forces to set aside the wooden pillars, and then lifted the exhausted Alphonse and threw it into the sky.

The scene suddenly became a sea of joy.

Ps1: Well, the dorm is really not suitable for codewords, and I just played through the whole day.

Ps2: These are yesterday's updates.,Stabilize two more from today.,Plus a chapter owed.,That means I still have three more to write today...... Try to make up before the evening.