Seeing the approaching men and horses, the villagers approached one after another, many looked timidly ten paces away from the procession, some looked at the soldiers' rations and licked their tongues, and many more just watched. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I've seen this look before, and the owner of the gaze is a yellow sheep caught in a clip in the snow.

I counted about it, but there were only about 30 people.

A middle-aged man in a torn robe walked out and saluted us, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am the village chief of Uludana, what do you have to do?"

"Well, that's right. I choked up a little, "I'm the lord of Uludana under the title of Saiga Khan. ”

"Ah, dear lord. The village chief has not forgotten the proper etiquette, "My lord, your presence has simply made this humble village flourish! ”

He was right.

I asked him, "Don't you want to see the token of Saiga Khan?"

"No need. "Whether you are loyal to King Harauth, the Saiga Khan, or the King of Yagrolk of Virgia, you are the lord of Urutana if you wish to come." ”

I looked at the poor people, and my eyes moistened. I have only one good character, and that is to have compassion for the poor.

After a long silence, I said to Chennastu, "Zhaonastuan, I ask you to go to the surrounding villages as quickly as possible to find enough food to bring back." "With that, I handed him 500 dinars.

"My lord, please allow me to talk more. The village chief said, "There is no food in the surrounding villages. ”

It turned out that this was the junction of the three kingdoms of Kugit, Swadia and Virgia, which was plagued by war, and the surrounding villages were used by the army as free food and grass supply stations, and even burned and looted like Nayan Asugan. Uludana had been robbed three times in the last three months, many houses had been burned down, the village had lost all its wealth, and many of the prime-aged laborers had fled, leaving only these poor Swadiya people living a primitive life.

"Chenastu, then you should take more people and go to Vegia to buy supplies, and go and return quickly!" I ordered.

Chenastu took ten men with him.

I asked Resarit, "Mr. Resarit, how are you watery?"

"As a nobleman, my father, the Count of Gronia, taught me all kinds of swimming styles, what's wrong?" Resarit asked rhetorically.

"Our brothers are all steppe people, and the shaman forbade us to swim or bathe in the water because it would anger Tengri. I said, "So we don't know how to water." I have to ask you to take the people from the village down to the river to fish. ”

"Yes, my commander. Resarit went into the water with a few villagers.

I turned to the village chief and said, "Look at you like this, I'll exempt you from paying taxes for half a year." ”

The village chief led the villagers to their knees and saluted, "Merciful lord, we can no longer express our gratitude in words!"

I helped him up and motioned for the villagers to get up as well. I asked, "What did the previous lords do when they didn't collect their taxes?"

"Your Excellency. Although he had been weathered, the village chief choked up, "The original lord Prais is an out-and-out scumbag. If he couldn't collect the tax, he would take the best-looking girl in the village with him. So families with young girls in the village fled with their daughters. Later, when he saw that the young woman had fled, he took with him the good-eyed young man in the village. The boys never returned, some say he sold them as slaves, others say they became objects of his pleasure. ”

It's easy to understand that a good woman is a woman, but Prais actually has a relationship with a man, and I can't help but feel a chill from the bottom of my heart.

At this time, the villagers dared to approach us, because they were afraid that we were coming to plunder. When the soldiers saw and heard about the situation in the village, they did not wait for my order, so they took out a part of the rations and distributed them to the villagers. The villagers cheered and scrambled for rations, seemingly rejuvenated. Uligi yells "don't grab", while James yells "Eat slowly, don't choke".

I told the village chief to go eat first, and I walked alone to the high ground, looking at these poor people fighting for food, and my expression probably looked even more bitter in the reflection of the bloody sun.

Soon, I noticed a strange figure, it was James, leaning over to do something. Curious, I stepped forward, and I saw James staring wide-eyed at a tooth-and-claw plant on the ground.

"Brother James, what is this?" I asked.

"Boss!" said James excitedly, "this is tequila, an herb that cures tuberculosis! Uh, this is the secret recipe that my teacher left me, haha, if I open a medicine factory in the village and make pills. Haha, the sick in the city can be treated, and the people in the village can also get rich! Haha, I am really a saint who hangs a pot to help the world!"

James is a good healer and a genius in business.

I was so excited that I called the village chief and counseled with James.

Soon Ressarit came back with fish, and Chenastu came back with bags of wheat and bread, some cheese and butter, and even some wine. The village was filled with laughter.

My soldiers stayed behind to help the villagers build the village. The village was in full swing, and the soldiers and villagers cut down trees, carried wood, sawed wood, and built houses, and the small wooden houses gradually took shape. We built three large houses, one for a medicine factory, one for our army barracks and warehouses, and one for passing caravans and the homeless poor.

Resarit taught the villagers to fight to ward off robbers. Uligi and Bestur taught them to set traps and hunt prey. James wandered the mountains surveying the plants of the mountains and studying the cultivation of herbs. And I brought back from the slave market in Zhivadine 10 slaves, Swadiaans, Rhodoks, and Nannords, all skilled in farming, and 15 slave girls. It cost me 600 dinars, which I exchanged for a handguard sword captured in battle, which I paid to the slave traders. Back at Uludana, I announced that they were free and informed me of the plans to develop Uludana, and they decided to stay and become residents of Uludana. Together with the aborigines, they developed the wasteland in the village. The original slave girls became the wives of the villagers, and by the time I was ordered to go on another expedition, many of the women were already pregnant with children.

The village's growing prosperity attracted many displaced people, including Kugit, Virgian, Swadia, and even Nordians.

On a rainy morning, a tired Swadian knight arrived at Uludana. The knight on the horse had long since fainted, and the loyal old warhorse returned to Uludana with the equally old knight. This is the home of knights.

We took the knight to the newly completed Uludana Inn, and after the villagers had served him, the old knight woke up, looked at the Lord of Kugit beside the bed, struggled to sit up, and said, "Sir, I am Sir Anders, and I was a staff officer of the Knights of Paravon a few days ago. Allow me to ask for your honorific name. ”

"My name is Chinath. I replied.

"Oh, that's a hint of that. The knight said, "The warrior of Kugit who almost killed King Harauth." I remember your heroic act of attacking the Knights. I heard that you let go of the wounded soldier Fabel who was left behind by Count Crespo, and allowed him to take the relics of his comrades to the king and apply for a bereavement for his fallen comrades. It is a spirit of chivalry, and your deeds have been sung in the kingdom of Svadia. Did you know that the Svadians gave you the nickname, 'Knight of the Prairie'? ”

"Knight of the Prairie", this is much better than "the eagle dog of the lord".

"Do you know Fabel? How is he now?And since you are a knight of the Kingdom of Svadia, why are you here alone?"

"Of course I know Fabel, sir. "He used to be my servant." He is now mixing well, and King Haraus, in reward for his bravery, made him a midshipman, and is now serving in the Swadia heavy cavalry, and I thank you on his behalf for your concern. As for me, as my mediocre monarch wrongly accused my regimental commander, Count Reylo, I fought for reason and was dismissed by the faint monarch. I was old and didn't want to spend the last days of my life on his stupid war, so I chose to go back home. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry. I said apologetically, "I'm sorry that I hurt Count Relo and you lost your job." ”

"Sir, I don't blame you at all. "It's all the mistake of the faint king," said the gentle old knight. ”

"Sir, I have a reluctant request. I said.

"But it doesn't hurt to talk about it. The knight said.

"I'd like to come to my unit when you're better, how about it?" I politely requested.

You know, my lord. Most of the people of Uludana are not pure-blooded Swadians, most of them are mixed Swadia and Kujits, so they are particularly warlike, and I am no exception. I think it would be better for a wise lord like you to overthrow the tyrannical rule of King Haraus, and that would be a kind of liberation for the people of Svadia. I'm half Kujiit, and there's nothing I can't say about fighting for a Kugit lord. Jazz said.

Sir Anders's illness was soon cured, and his confidence in me was strengthened when he saw the new atmosphere in Uludana.

One day, the heat was scorching. Sir said to me, "As a nobleman, I think you should master swordsmanship. ”

Since then, I have had an additional swordsmanship teacher.

Sir was a recognized master of swordsmanship in the Paravenian Knights. During his service in Swadia, he taught a student. This student was the Duke of Villeta, the nephew of King Haraus. Duke Villeta was extremely gifted in swordsmanship, and at the age of 17 he is now known as the "First Swordsman of Swadia".

During that summer, my sword was knocked out countless times, and I had many more scars on my body. These scars are from Sir Anders' wooden sword.

My village is thriving, and my army is growing. By the time the leaves fell, I had 60 soldiers, including 10 Swadiya heavy cavalry, and a Rhodok veteran, Bandak.

This Bandak had been a soldier in Rhodoc for more than 20 years, and a stupid young prince removed him from his post because of a small mistake. I saw him in Zhivadin's tavern and brought him to Uludana, where he loved the little village that was struggling.

He carried with him a siege crossbow, which had an amazing range and great power. On one occasion, Bandak shot a deer 200 paces away and hit the deer in the head. James had seen the deer and said it had a shattered skull. This weapon stunned the steppe people who were good at shooting. Uligi and Bestur desperately stretched their bows and shot the arrow 200 paces away, but they didn't have the Bandak's head at all. Resarit comforted them by saying that the crossbow was fired once, and the horse archers had fired ten arrows.

My village was finally prosperous, the pharmaceutical factory was thriving, orders were pouring in from the major cities, and James was harvesting the herbs in the fields. James smiled from ear to ear whenever he saw the dividends he was given. The new crops in the fields are growing well, and the farmers have raised livestock in the old shacks. Caravans began to pass through here, and a market began to rise here, where travelers stopped. I also invited poets to write here, and their poems attracted some of the lesser nobles and commoners to visit the area, so I asked the engineer Artiman to design and build a small manor here. It became a holiday destination.

A small group of enemy troops and bandits turned away from my army, except for a small group of daring robbers who attacked on the occasion of a village festival and were shot into hedgehogs by archers and Bandak-trained crossbowmen. At the same time, my men were constantly attacking the logistics forces in Swadia, and they were also very successful.

But my village doesn't just attract business and tourists. When the autumn grass was fattening, the Count of Sweden, in order to avenge the defeat, led his troops eastward and pointed directly at Uludana.