Chapter 5 Reform of Cursive Writing

The beacon fire of Phuket City burned.

In such a low and ruined city, the beacon fire was not strong enough, and there was weak black smoke slowly rising into the sky and drifting out far away.

Standing at the top of the city walls, you can see the waves along the coast and the small fishing villages that stretch along the city of Phuket, many of which are deserted.

And directly south of Phuket City is the Northern Plains.

The plains are flat and rich in arable land, with villages and farmland dotted along the criss-crossed rivers.

But livestock are rarely seen, and poor farmers simply cannot afford to feed them.

Luo Lan stood on the dilapidated city wall, facing the summer breeze of the northern plains, with a calm face.

Next to him, Bina looked at him puzzled, "Luo Lan, why are you so calm?" Are you sure that the peasants will lay down their arms"?

Bina was not optimistic, she pointed to the chaotic crowd in the city, "The people in the city are running for their lives, they are not willing to fight for you. And the beacon fire has been burning for half a day, and only two small lords have led less than fifty people to come."

Bina was far more nervous than Luo Lan, and for some reason, she didn't want Luo Lan to die, because that great initiative was still in the cradle.

As if he didn't hear Bina's worries, Luo Lan pointed to the fertile northern plains, "In three years, I want this plain to be planted with wheat and corn, and the first tax in the fourth year, I will collect a million gold coins to completely transform Phuket Island and create a prosperous island in the world."

Bina looked at Luo Lan like a madman again.

The per capita income of peasants in this world is only five or six gold coins, and Phuket Island is even worse, it would be good to have two gold coins, and it is a fool's dream to ask for a tax of one million gold coins.

A million gold dollars in taxes is enough to be compared to a small country. Moreover, those small countries have a complete plantation industry, on the other hand, Phuket Island, there is nothing, and it is already a bumper harvest year to have a tax of 100,000 gold coins.

"Luo Lan, you better think about how to deal with the rebellious peasants, Gandalf is already drafting a new land system, but your reputation is too bad, I'm afraid you can't make the peasants believe you."

"That's why I let you follow me, the great nun of the Holy Church."

Luo Lan smiled brightly, and everything was clear.

The summer breeze is hot and the sun is fierce.

The city of Phuket was in shambles, and everywhere people fled with their families because the peasants of the uprising were about to be killed.

No populace wanted to protect the prince, and no feudal lord wanted to protect the prince.

For three days, there were only a dozen feudal lords who came to protect the prince, and only a few hundred soldiers were brought.

And these feudal lords who came looked down on Luo Lan, they drank and had fun in the city, and the soldiers went around stirring up trouble, making chickens and dogs jump.

It's not about going to war, it's going to be a carnival.

When the sun set on the third day illuminated the northern plains, a black line appeared on the horizon.

It was a long, narrow black line, formed by the convergence of the rebellious peasants.

Tens of thousands of ragged peasants slept all the way to the outside of the city of Phuket.

Most of them were armed with farm tools and sticks, and they didn't even have decent iron tools, and they were all hungry and yellow-skinned.

This is the current situation of the peasants in Luo Lan's territory.

At this moment, the city of Buji was almost empty, and more than a dozen feudal lords stood on the city wall and looked at the black line, and finally changed their faces.

For the feudal lords, the peasants have nothing to fear, but there are many peasants, and they don't know how many people have gathered along the way, and it looks like there are thousands of troops and horses from a distance.

And the soldiers on the island are not well-armed and of poor quality, and the cavalry is not enough for a thousand people in total. With such an army, it is simply unrealistic to defeat tens of thousands of peasants.

The first uprising that Luo Lan faced after crossing over came, and although Luo Lan launched many uprisings in the future, this time it was someone else's uprising against him, so he was deeply impressed.

The black line of the horizon drew closer, and the torches lit up as the afterglow of the setting sun faded.

A river of flames swept towards the city of Phuket.

The soldiers closed the gates of the city, and the lords who had come to protect the prince disappeared at some point, leaving only their soldiers waiting for orders in the city.

Of course, they were not at the gates, but far from them.

In other words, now there are less than fifty soldiers under Luo Lan guarding the city gate, and they are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and it is impossible to block the attack of the peasants.

"You can't escape."

It was Bina who spoke.

Under the light of the torches of the city wall, Bina's face was very solemn.

Luo Lan looked sideways at her, "Miss Bina, please go back to the church and take the church carriage out of the city as soon as possible."

"You want me to run away? Don't need my help with alchemy? ”

Bina looked at Luo Lan in surprise.

"I didn't say you should escape," Luo Lan smiled, "I'll take Gandalf out of the city first, show my sincerity, you come as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be killed."

Luo Lan had a joking mentality.

Bina frowned: "Since you want to show your sincerity, why don't I go out of the city with you, why do you have to let me take the carriage?" ”

Bina didn't understand Luo Lan's intentions, Luo Lan pointed to the rebel army that was getting closer and closer, "They have homemade bows and arrows, they can't see your nun clothes in the dark, or the carriage safety point, the church badge on your carriage will be reflective, with the badge, there is the majesty of the church."

When Bina heard this, she obediently ran back to the church.

Luo Lan walked to the city gate and let the frightened soldiers open the city gate.

At this moment a fast horse came from the city, and it was the old Gandalf.

He has been following Luo Lan's request to draft a cursive script for land reform for the past three days, and now he is finally out of the customs, and he is riding a horse a lot of neatly, and he does not look old at all.

"Your Royal Highness, the land reform has been drafted."

Gandalf's face was ruddy, he was tired for three days, and he was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, because the new system made him too excited, he was an old courtier, and he understood what Luo Lan's division of land meant to households.

The rise of Phuket starts today!

Luo Lan took the cursive script and turned over on his horse.

It's also pitiful to say, there is only one horse in the palace, so Gandalf is asked to ride a horse and lead Luo Lan to the rebellious peasants.

It was a bold move, and Luo Lan thought that he might be beaten to death by the peasants as soon as he showed up, but he decided to take a gamble anyway.

On the plain, five thousand meters away from Phuket City, tens of thousands of peasants are panting towards Phuket City.

They were all blinded with hunger, but all of them looked vicious, and they were holding back a breath of evil in their hearts that they must slaughter the vampire prince.

In the center of the line, a man with a strong body as high as 1.85 meters in his hand held a mace and gritted his teeth and stared at Phuket City.

This man was none other than Barrett, the leader of the peasant uprising.

Barrett, who once killed a wolf with his bare hands, was of great prestige among the peasants of Phuket and was recommended as the leader of the uprising.

At first, he went straight to Phuket City with a few people from several villages, threatening to kill the prince, and immediately responded, and more and more people joined in.

But after all, he was a brute force stunned young man, and he didn't prepare anything, not even food, or her sister Ellie suddenly appeared halfway through and called on everyone to loot a small lord, so that there was food to support Phuket City.

But at the moment everyone is at the end of the rope, either kill the prince or be killed by the prince, there is no choice.

"Kill!"

Barrett held his torch aloft, and when the last rays of the setting sun were gone, he gathered his strength to transform into a night wolf, ready to storm the city of Boogie.

At this time, it was still a few kilometers away from Phuket City, and it was obviously not a good time to charge.

Behind him, a petite girl with a dirty face and a dirty face slapped him on the back of the head: "Brother, are you stupid?" Where is there a charge so far away? And there must be archers in the city, do you rush to your death? Let's besiege the city first and see if we can force the prince to surrender. ”

This girl has a beautiful face, very beautiful eyes, and looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she already has the temperament of a leader.

Barrett said yes again and again, and the people around him also weakly thought that the girl was right.

"But, Ellie, will the damned prince surrender? We have no strength left to storm the city, and if the king sends troops to protect his son, we will all die. ”

An old man with a wooden stick asked, and a girl named Elle stared at the city gate in the distance: "I don't know...... Hey? Behold, are the gates open? ”

Everyone looked over, and then they all froze.

The gates were indeed open, and the torches of the walls were lit up, and the trembling soldiers could be seen inside.

"What's going on?"

The crowd was overjoyed, and almost immediately rushed into the city.

Ellie waved her torch: "Be vigilant, there must be fraud!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the darkness ahead, and Gandalf led Luo Lan to step through the darkness like a god.

Due to the limited brightness of the torches, no one had noticed that a horse was coming from the grassland.