"It's not something to be a Warrior about, but it's a joy to be a Warrior so early. With a hint of relief on her face, Telamon said, "Your mother would be happy to know that you are so good." ”

Hearing Telamon mention his mother, Ajax's face immediately darkened with a smile, unlike other children, he was born without a mother.

"Don't be sad, Ajax, it's not your fault. Telamon gently touched the top of Ajax's head and whispered.

Ajax's mother, Erisper, died in childbirth, which Ajax knew when she could remember. The maid who had leaked the news was kicked out of Salamis by Tramon, but Ajax had become a bit of a talkative since then.

Only when facing Tramon did Ajax behave like a child. The same is true of Tramon, who, in the eyes of outsiders, has had a bad temper since the death of the previous queen, and the king's temper has become even worse.

It was only in the presence of Ajax that Telamon showed her tender and loving side.

Seeing that Ajax drooped his head and did not speak, Telamon turned his head, and just happened to see the wooden sword that Ajax had thrown on the grass, and immediately smiled.

"Ajax, you're a warrior now, so Daddy will give you a bronze sword as a gift. ”

Ajax, who was still a little sullen, immediately became happy, "Really?"

"Of course, Dad never lies. ”

"Is it the exact same sword you use? not a toy?"

"Of course, Daddy promises, it's exactly the same!"

In the early spring of Salamis Island, where the sun is already shining, and in the garden full of violet flowers and olive trees, two men, one big and one young, temporarily put down the masks on their faces and enjoy a rare and beautiful time.

......

It was raining on the way to Thessalya, and on the morning of the fourth day, Peleus and his party finally reached the plain of Thesalia, where the chieftain Macaon was leading his people to meet the king.

"Peleus, little prince, and noble queen, you have arrived at last. ”

From a long distance, Makaon rode a tall horse and galloped over, and it was really hard for him, an old man in his fifties, to ride a horse and ride without panting!

"Macaon, why are you so polite to me, it's not that I don't know the way. When he saw Makaon from afar, Peleus exclaimed, with a smile on his face.

When Makaon got off his horse, Peleus immediately went up and hugged him.

"Pelleus, it would be rude for me not to come!" said Macaon as he saluted Thetis, who was standing behind Peleus, "Your Majesty, welcome to Thesalia. ”

Peleus was immediately embarrassed, and after a long time, it turned out that he was still self-inflicted.

Thetis walked up with a smile and said, "Old man, there are so many of us here this time, and you need to work harder." ”

"It should be, it should be. The Makaon chick nodded as if it were pecking rice.

Makaon looked up at the slightly gloomy sky and said, "Go to my house first, I'm afraid it will rain again." ”

"Don't be busy, Macaon, what are the arrangements for the people who have come with us this time?" Peleus pointed to the large group of people behind him.

"Just let them follow first, and I'll tell you about it slowly on the way. "Makaon led the way, leading the way, which was still some distance from his tribe.

Peleus had no choice but to follow him, "Macaon, there are thousands of people who have migrated this time, what do you say should be arranged?"

It was the first time to lead so many ordinary people, and Peleus was also a little difficult. If he is on the battlefield, he can easily arrange troops, but arranging people's livelihood is not his strong point, as long as one family is not arranged, there will be one more disaster victim this winter.

However, this is a small meaning for Macaon, the Sesarian tribe does not have many foreign wars, and the reason why it can develop into the largest tribe in the Mirmidon region is due to the management of Makaon, the leader.

"Don't worry, Peleus, I'm ready. Makaon said unhurriedly, "Let the women join our tribe's weaving workshops and weave cloth, you know, we always don't have enough cloth." In addition, we have prepared some land around us, and we have about two hundred people's shares, which can be mortgaged to men who can work......"

"Wait a minute, Macaon, where did you get the land?" Peleus felt that something was wrong when he heard this, if there were still two hundred wastelands around the tribe, it should have been distributed to the men of the tribe long ago.

Makaon smiled, "If you want land, you can dig a little out of the cracks in the stones, even if the men in the tribe are harder than the stones." ”

Peleus immediately understood Macaon's words, and it turned out that the land had been divided from their tribe!

"Are you going too far?" asked Peleus, frowning.

Land is the life of a tribe, and it would be a bad thing if the land that could feed two hundred adult men was suddenly sold to a group of outsiders, no matter which tribe it was, and it would be bad if it caused trouble for Makaon.

Makaang touched his white beard and said with a smile: "Don't worry, even if our tribe has a population of thousands, it is difficult to carefully cultivate all the land around it, and it is best to divide some now." ”

Peleus's brows furrowed even deeper, such a reason was not enough to make a group of men give up their land, even if they could not plant it all, even if they threw it away, it was better than selling.

"Of course, I have another way. Makon smiled smugly, and continued, "I have told the men of the tribe that King Peleus will build palaces and cities around our tribe, and that a great deal of manpower will be required by then. The wages for building a city will be much higher than for farming, and those who are willing to sell their land will be hired first, so they will immediately sell me the land that they can't grow. ”

Peleus had never heard of such a routine when he was so old, and he was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and then pointed at him and cried and laughed: "What kind of doctor do you think you are?

"No, do you want to stay in my house forever?" even if I agree, the queen will not agree!" said Macaon and looked at Thetis, "Queen, do you say?"

Theses smiled slightly, but did not speak. But Peleus immediately fell silent, thinking that the palace still had to be built, and he could no longer grieve Thetis.

Seeing that Peleus did not object again, Macaon continued: "For the other elderly over fifty years old and children under fifteen years old, we will distribute ten tarrants of grain per head this year. You can rest assured, this grain from our tribe should be regarded as a greeting gift. ”

Achilles, who had been holding the lion cub and following Thetis, was stunned for a moment, the tarrant is the unit of measurement here, one tarrant is about fifty catties or more, and ten talrants are more than five hundred catties.

Thinking of this, Achilles glanced at Makaon in surprise, but he didn't expect this old man to be quite generous.

"You've helped me a lot. Peleus laughed, and the pressure of the thousand mouths was no longer visible on his face.

Peleus's original intention was to rent land from the inhabitants of the Sessalian tribe to survive the first year, and then take people to distant places to clear the land as soon as the farming time was over.

What Peleus didn't expect was that Macaon had already arranged it for him, even the elderly and children with poor working ability were taken into account.

"Haha, I knew you didn't have this talent, so I thought it through for you. Macaon smiled nonchalantly, it would be a piece of cake for him to deal with such a thing.

"By the way, you can find a few more people here to help deal with these things, after all, only the people of our tribe are not easy to deal with. ”

Pelius nodded, he knew what Macaon meant, the key was that the two hundred pieces of land, who should be given to and who should not be given to is a question.

"Well, I'll ask Menotius for help, he has a lot of prestige and can hold down the men. After thinking about it for a moment, Peleus decided to give this task to his close comrade-in-arms, Menotios, the father of little Pat.

"That's fine. Macaon also nodded in agreement, the men who dared to come out to stir up trouble were thorns, and Menotios was specially used to treat these people.

Seeing that Macaon had solved a major headache in just a few words, Pelius couldn't help but admire.

"Truth be told, Macaon, among the people I know, only Ivomedon can barely match you in his ability to handle these trivial matters. ”

Speaking of this, Peleus remembered his captain of the guard, Ivo Medon, but unfortunately he had now gone to Kadicha. It was his younger brother Otto Murdon, who had been in contact with him for the past few days, and felt that his ability to do things was not much worse than that of his brother, and Peleus was already thinking about arranging a better errand for Otto Meton.

"Look, Peleus, our tribe is ahead. Markaon interrupted Peleus's thoughts with a sudden voice, and the whip pointed ahead.

Peleus looked up and saw rows of black stone houses towering over the ground not far away, and he couldn't count how many there were as far as the eye could see.

The tribe was surrounded by half-man-high hedges and fences, and at each of the corners stood a tall wooden arrow tower.

"No wonder they say that the largest tribe of Milmidon is in Thesalia, and the size of your tribe is more than ten times larger than my previous village, and it is almost enough to catch up with some small kingdoms. Peleus opened his mouth and complimented.

Peleus had been passing by during the war a few years earlier, but this was the first time he had seen it so closely.