A crisis has survived, but more work has just begun.

The wounded need to recuperate, the aftermath needs to be dealt with, the frightened people need to be reassured, and the camp needs to get back on track.

The first thing Gawain did was to collect the blood-red bones that had been piled up outside the camp, scattered in the mountain passes, and piled up on the mountain paths, and he sent almost a third of his strong men to transport the remains back to the camp before they were completely disintegrated by the forces of order, and then piled them up on the south bank of the Whitewater River, piling up a formidable mountain of bones near the sawmill next to the camp.

The size of those monsters is so huge and hideous, even after death, the skeletons "decompose" for a day and a night, these remnants still have a terrifying volume and appearance, they are piled up in a haphazard manner, constantly rising black and red mixed smoke and mist, as if an invisible flame is burning, and in all the skeletons, less than a tenth of the skeleton is relatively intact.

Most of the intact skeletons were left over from the battles with the guards, and the monsters that were buried by the rock walls or killed by "mines" were almost all corpses.

Gawain picked out the relatively intact skeletons from the pile of bones, supported them on wooden shelves, and arranged them neatly on the south bank of the Whitewater River, looking from afar as if a terrifying new wall had been added to the north of the camp, and in front of the pile of bones in the middle of the wall, Gawain erected a high wooden platform.

Everyone in the camp could see the piles of bones and wooden platforms being built, and most of the civilians and serfs were startled when they saw the horrific blood-red corpses, and the fear of the destruction of their former homes arose, but the defensive battle fought in the thunder of the previous day somewhat neutralized the fear in their hearts, and even the illiterate serfs could understand one thing - since they themselves were still standing here alive, and the monsters were piled on the riverbank, it was enough to show that the lord's army had won a great victory, Then the monsters are not so scary.

The soldiers ran around the camp and read aloud the lord's summoning order: Duke Gawain Cecil summoned all the people of the land to the high platform on the bank of the river to receive the new order.

The camp of less than a thousand people was easy to mobilize, and soon the square next to the sawmill was gathering the population of all the people in the territory, and Gawain stood on a makeshift wooden platform, with the gathered people in front of him, and behind him was a blood-red bone pile that was constantly decomposing and rising from elemental dust.

Hetty unleashed the spell of amplification, and the sound on the high platform resounded throughout the square—

"Today, my lords of Cecil, I want to announce three things," Gawain propped the Pioneer Sword on the ground, his gaze swept over the people below, and then suddenly raised his sword, pointing at the skeletons that lined up along the riverbank, "First, I want to announce the celebration of the defeat of these monsters who have destroyed Cecil's territory, who have slaughtered your brothers, sisters, relatives and friends, and who have threatened the lives of all of you and me not long ago, have been defeated! Defeated head-on and crushed! Nearly a thousand monsters, almost ten times as many as the camp guards, but none of them were able to set foot in our camp even half a step - you should know that these monsters are powerful and terrifying, but now you should also know that these freaks are not invincible! ”

These words made the crowd below stir slightly, and also made them feel suddenly, this is really a simple and simple words, the leaders in the camp were already guessing when the leaders would announce the celebration of this incredible victory, at this time Gawain's words just hammered everything down, so an atmosphere of excitement and excitement brewed in the crowd.

And what turned this atmosphere into cheers was Gawain's next words: "To celebrate, after this afternoon's work, everyone in the camp will have meat broth and white bread!" And the ale from the town of Tanzania! ”

Soon, there were several cheers scattered throughout the crowd – and these cheers became the introduction, and finally everyone cheered along.

Gawain waved his hand, and the crowd fell silent, and Gawain continued: "The second thing, I want to thank, thank everyone who contributed in guarding the camp - including my soldiers, and you. ”

Gawain deliberately stopped, and the crowd below really stirred.

Because this is the first time they've heard such a strange statement.

The aristocracy was thanking the commoners, and even the untouchables and serfs - and in such a formal, serious setting, and this was definitely no joke!

Some of the people began to look at each other because they were confused, while some of the serfs standing at the edge of the crowd simply looked up and around, because they didn't think it had anything to do with them.

But they saw several people come out under the "escort" of the soldiers, until they walked to the platform and stood behind Gawain.

"This land is not only my domain, but also your home, and it is not only the lords and their armies that guard this land, but also your credit," Gawain said solemnly, uttering something that would be considered deviant and bizarre in this era, "each and every one of you has worked hard for the previous defensive battles - the ones you have burned" The slag, the crystals you washed, the wooden boxes you made, the runes you carved, the herbs you picked, the clothes you washed for the soldiers, the holes you carved in the rock walls of the Dark Mountains, the traps you dug in the mountain paths, all these things have protected your own homes and your own lives! ”

There was an even greater commotion in the crowd, at least half of them didn't understand the logic and meaning of Gawain's words for a while, while the other half couldn't believe what they heard, and Amber, who was in charge of shouting 666 in the crowd, forgot what she should do at this time, but stared at Gawain and muttered, "Is this guy sick in the brain...... Doesn't this recognize that the commoners and the nobles have the same value and function......"

After Gao Wen finished speaking, he didn't care about the reaction below, but turned sideways and motioned to several people behind him to come forward.

All but one of them, a soldier in the territory, were coarse-clothed, ragged civilian coolies, who walked to the stage with nervous faces, looking helpless: they knew what the leader was going to do, but they didn't know how to react, and they only moved stiffly on all fours like rusty puppets, for fear of missing a command.

Gordon, the stonemason, accidentally walked half a step ahead of the others, and suddenly came to a position almost at the same level as Gawain, and he didn't notice this at first, only saw the dense crowd below. It was the first time to stand in front of so many people, and it was still standing on the platform, which made the old craftsman with solid muscles tremble all of a sudden, and then he noticed that the position he was standing on had "overstepped", and his face changed greatly.

But Gawain just smiled and whispered to the others, "Stand on the line of the stonemason, and this line is for you." ”

By this time, the people in the audience had already recognized who the people standing on it were—there were only eight hundred people in the camp, and they were all survivors of the Cecil disaster, and they were already very familiar with each other, even the names of serfs could be called by everyone.

"That's the old stonemason Gordon!" "That one next to him is Hunter? The one that hunts? "Who's that skinny and small?" "It seems to be a serf in the territory, called Home, and burns the 'slag' on the other side of the furnace......" "I know the soldier, his name is Krim, I heard that yesterday he killed two monsters by himself - all his brothers and sisters have not been able to escape from the territory before......"

At this moment, Gawain's voice sounded, interrupting the whispered discussion below:

"These are the people who have contributed greatly to the defense of the camp, who have performed the best in their work, they are the most industrious craftsmen and the bravest of the people, and I want to fulfill my promise to them in advance.

"Home, Terry, Wacker, you were serfs and slave laborers, and now you are free people—you may henceforth own your belongings, and you may earn your own land and houses with your own hands, but remember that the freedom to work and live is also the freedom to starve and degenerate, and that your life is in your own hands, and do not fail to live up to it.

"Gordon the Mason, Hunter Hunter, Soldier Krim, you are already freemen, so you will be given a newly cultivated piece of land in advance, and you will be the first to get your own residence after the house is built. Also, Krim, because of your bravery, the Byronic knights are interested in guiding you, and if you agree, you can start with a knight. ”

The people whose names were read straightened their chests one by one, and Gawain took several bronze badges from Hetty's hands next to him, and pinned them to the clothes of several people.

This badge is really rudimentary, in fact, it is the emblem of Cecil's collar engraved on the smashed copper cake, and the words "Commemoration of the First Defense of New Cecil" are written on the back, and it was made overnight, and everyone, including Hetty and Rebecca, did not understand the point of making these things - because these "copper cakes" are not currency, and Gawain also made it clear that they cannot be traded, in other words, these are worthless things, unless they are melted and sold as copper nuggets.

But Gawain just had to do these things.

He pinned them to the clothes of several people and whispered to them, "This is a symbol of honor." ”

This symbol is indeed a bit rudimentary, and in a hurry, he did not have time to come up with various statements such as "Brave Combat Award", "Production Promotion Award", "Outstanding Contribution Award" and so on (not to mention that people in the territory may not be able to understand it), but in any case, a system of such honors must be established.

This is not only an encouragement to the person concerned, but also a symbolic effect for others.

Although the people standing in the stands could not see what the medal looked like, they could clearly feel that they had a sense of yearning and envy for this honor of standing on the stage.

Then Gawain announced the third thing: "Third, it's about the army in the territory. ”

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