For two weeks, two full weeks, Pastor Kidd of the Silver Church went through this difficult period with the monkey in his eyes.

The port was expanded and expanded, and with Pastor Kidd pouring money, the Kshatriyas relied on a lot of manpower to build a well-equipped town in the center of the port!

Of course, the main credit here goes to Garam Chand, the second Ganges warrior who patiently survived the time of death in Dead Space, returning with a more mature mindset and a true core member of the Kshatriya.

They drove their compatriots with whips and scabbards, and almost completed the project at the speed of New China.

In the process, Pastor Kidd also accepted a dozen nobles who had escaped from Godram City with their families as the Church of Wauking, and they all expressed their willingness to contribute to the church's anti-Cyres cause.

And the thing that made Kidd happiest was the arrival of the Golden Regiment, since the Wanderer Wargroup was completely wiped out, he had been communicating with the upper echelons, and a large amount of gold coins were sacrificed to Lady Waukin, but in exchange for the answer that still had to wait.

Verified by the Wanderer Warband, no one was willing to risk being sunk by the Seris to make their way from the waters of Godrim City, and all the ships carrying the Mercenary Warband were looking for new routes, which greatly increased the sailing time.

Now, he had finally received definite news that the vanguard of the Golden Regiment had successfully bypassed the sea infested by the Seris and could reach the port here today.

Reverend Kidd, who was full of joy, even looked at the Ganges, and threw a few gold coins as a reward to the Ganges people passing by.

He was no longer the wretched little priest waiting for business in the city, it cost money to fight, and the longer this war between the church and the Seris was fought, the more he would earn.

Bold and careful, it's Pastor Kidd, who fills his pockets almost openly, but who can trouble him? It's a headless job after all, those Seris have even killed the angels, and they still care about one or two priests in Waukin?

The person who caught the gold coin thrown by Kidd was none other than Garam Chand, and many setbacks taught him to be patient, and for the common good of the Ganges, Garam Chand resisted the urge to break the other party's neck and silently put away the gold coin.

"I apologize to you, wise Abshek Singh, you have always been a wise man, and I should not have violated your plans on the spur of the moment." Garamchande apologized to Abshek very sincerely: "When I think of the humiliation suffered by our nation in the past with the new Chinese people, it is like blood rushing to my brain, and I can't think calmly. ”

"Garamchande, you are still young and have not experienced the despair we have experienced, I can forgive you, but you have to remember how much you have done us this time." Abshek sighed, the expensive goods in front of him were obviously of noble quality in line with their price, but it was still to be verified whether the decision to protect him from outside influences was correct.

At the very least, what Abshek sees in the eyes of the other party now is only the unyielding fire, Garamchand will not give up, he will definitely hit his head and bleed on the iron wall of the new Huaxia people, and his muscles and bones will be broken.

Even if countless Ganges people will drain their last drop of blood with him in the process, this tenacity is written in his genes, and it is worth 35 million New Chinese coins.

This is a gift personally selected by the Abhishek family, and if more Ganges people showed this quality when they fought against New China, perhaps the future of the Ganges people would be different.

But in this day and age, do the rise of the Ganges really need it? Abshek put a question mark in his mind.

There are so many similar blessings and gifts on Garamchande's body that makes him perfect, but it also makes him proud.

That night, the Golden Regiment's ships arrived as promised, and Garamchand stood in the harbor with two hundred Ganges players waiting for the other side to land.

The two hundred Ganges players were handpicked by the Kshatriyas, half of whom worked for the rebels in real life, while the other half had military experience.

This is the Kshatriya's most skilled warriors, they have all completed the background class tasks after the arrival, some are Orions, some are village guards, and even some are strong students of retired officers, and the average level is as high as level four!

Relying on the accumulation of Kshatriyas and the gold they had recently earned from Kidd's priests, they wore uniform armor and held uniform weapons, and at first glance they looked imposing.

But they were overshadowed by the soldiers of the Golden Order, the most powerful mercenary group known on the Old World, the Golden Order's name is the Golden Signboard, it was founded in the Ottoman Empire and passed down to the present day, the empire has been destroyed, but the Golden Order is still there.

Its name suggests that its price is as expensive as gold, but all employers who have hired it have expressed satisfaction with its services.

The warriors of the Golden Regiment wore golden armor, and each piece of armor had exquisite carvings, which were armor with magic patterns, which was the belongings accumulated by the Golden Regiment from generation to generation, and it was its symbol, and it was probably the largest military group in the Old World with full magic armor.

The warriors of the Golden Regiment were like javelins, streaming down from the ships in columns before the Kshatriyas, and no one paid attention to them, but they marched in orderly steps across the harbor, waiting for the procession to assemble.

A full 2,500 soldiers, divided into 40 large ships, crossed the sea, and it took four hours to land alone, and the soldiers of the Golden Regiment, who landed first, stood firmly for four hours, until the officer gave the order to rest in place before sitting on the ground with their muskets.

That's right, another fully armed army, armed with a musket, also painted golden yellow, with bayonets hanging underneath, and a total length of more than 1.7 meters.

Garamchande's face was as cold as ice, he was completely ignored, and the soldiers of the Golden Regiment, like the New Huaxia people, completely ignored his existence.

Abhishek patted Garamchande's broad back: "The world speaks by strength, you must learn to be patient, to accept, and to adapt. ”

Garamchande clenched his fists and did not speak, he waved his hand, and the two hundred men behind him divided into two groups and retreated to their barracks.

Abshek, on the other hand, greeted Pastor Kidd with a friendly smile, and now that the strong and the weak were swapped, the Ganges had to show their sincerity.