Chapter 3: The Militia and the Castle
An hour later, Tang Ruiyi looked up at the sunset in the west, and a long time had passed.
After a period of experimentation, Tang Ruiyi has basically mastered the game system, and the specific framework of the system is not much different from that in the game.
The stronger the attacking monsters, the more rewards you will get for killing, and the most basic units of currency are gold and diamonds, which can be used to build and strengthen all kinds of strange buildings, or to recruit powerful warriors to fight for you.
On the other hand, just like many online games, diamonds need to be recharged to obtain, and killing some special monsters can also get some scattered diamonds for unlocking heroes in the Hall of Heroes, but overall it's not much, with his current strength, it's delusional to want to escape under the hands of special monsters.
After getting ten gold coins, Tang Ruiyi saved enough money to build a militia training camp.
Full of excitement, Tang Ruiyi clicked on the small blue shield icon.
Suddenly, a hazy light and shadow enveloped the location he had chosen to build, and a clanging sound pierced through it.
Ten hours is enough time to drag the sun down, and the swamps at night are far more dangerous than during the day.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he simply hid in the black forest on the side of the depression and waited.
Time flies by like a white horse.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. Tang Ruiyi silently recited the final countdown in his heart.
The light and shadow dissipated, and a low castle appeared in the originally empty depression.
Although he was already mentally prepared, seeing the process of the small castle rising from the ground, Tang Ruiyi still had the urge to cry.
Only then did he truly realize how painful it is for a person to be separated from society, and how happy it is to return to the era of civilization.
In any case, as a king, he has such a high status, there is no reason for him to live in the middle of nowhere! This castle is simple, but it is also a place to stay in the middle of nowhere, hehe...... I don't know what it's like to live in the highest Knights Templar camp......
Tang Ruiyi took the time to take a look, and there were only three militiamen in the initialized militia training camp that could be used, and then it would cost gold coins to recruit.
Just when Tang Ruiyi was secretly thinking about how to make money, the gate of the castle swished open, and three somewhat scattered figures appeared in front of him.
"Recruit Martin is here to report!" The blonde boy led by the group held an iron sword in his hand, a thin layer of leather armor, and a large straw hat with a crooked head on his head.
"Your Majesty the General!" Seeing Tang Ruiyi coming over, several militiamen performed a not too standard etiquette.
Tang Ruiyi glanced at the three militiamen in front of him suspiciously, "How long have you been in the army?" β
"Eh, report to the king, it's been half a month!"
"And what did you do before you joined the army?"
"I was a farmer before I joined the army. β
"I used to be a tailor!"
"Blacksmith!"
The corners of Tang Ruiyi's eyes twitched, the militia was just a militia after all, and it was impossible to be as well-trained and disciplined as a fully armed regular soldier.
But this is too exaggerated, to put it mildly, but a peasant with a little armed ability. This made Tang Ruiyi very suspicious of how much combat power he had.
Tang Ruiyi quickly called up the attributes of the few people in front of him.
[Martin, Level 1, after the farmer, pick up a hoe and you can farm.] Attributes: Life 35, Attack 2-4, Average Speed, Skill: Elementary Farming, Special None]
[Goer, level 1, used to be an excellent tailor apprentice, attributes: life 22, attack 1-3, average speed, skill: primary sewing, special none]
[John, level 1, he inherited all of his father's iron-striking skills, but was forced to conscript because he was too strong. Attributes: Health 40, Attack 2-3, Average Speed, Skill: Elementary Iron, Special None]
In addition to the playful introduction, the attributes of the three are very different from the goblins, and the strength and endurance are slightly higher, probably because the defense is more than half higher when wearing armor.
There is also a strange phenomenon that he discovered that the attack power of Martin led by him is more than a star and a half higher than other attributes, Tang Ruiyi hurriedly asked the reason for the matter, and only after listening to the explanation did he suddenly realize.
It turned out that the ancestor of this militia named Martin was a veteran of great military achievements, and the general at that time rewarded him with an extremely sharp sword to inspire his men to fight, which has been passed down from generation to generation as a family heirloom, and is now passed down to him.
Tang Ruiyi nodded thoughtfully, these militiamen are not as rigid and stiff as he imagined, let alone a ball of 0 and 1 data in the game, judging from the conversation with several militiamen and the focus of attributes, they are very emotional, they will complain, they will be afraid, and they also need to eat, this feeling is ...... It's like a real person, and maybe that's exactly what it is.
In any case, in these militiamen, he finally got a little sense of empathy with people, and the growing loneliness disappeared a lot.
He is destined to go down in history, how can he lose himself in loneliness like some poets who suffer from depression, the value of life is not measured by time, but by depth.
"Since God has given me this opportunity, how can I not make good use of it? If these are all arranged by fate, then let me challenge my fate once!"
With no more soldiers, Martin told him that the castle could recruit two militias a day, and that they would refresh on time after twenty-four hours, with a maximum of ten, and each militia had 2 gold.
Although Martin didn't say it explicitly, Tang Ruiyi found that this restriction seemed to be solved by upgrading the building.
After some conversation, he learned that the castle actually had the most basic training weapons and armor, and each set only required one gold coin.
As a king, it is really hard to collect money for things in his castle!
You must know that after building the training camp, Tang Ruiyi searched all over his body and had ten gold coins, and the poor are miserable, and even buying something is like a fate.
Then I asked other questions about their own skills, but they were all sloppy, just perfunctory out of the most basic politeness, it seems that he is still far from a qualified king! Tang Ruiyi thought secretly.
Next, Tang Ruiyi asked a few militiamen to find some food for today's dinner.
Martin has lived in the countryside since he was a child, and it is easy to catch some game under the influence of his ears and eyes, the frogs in the pond, the fat catfish, and finally there is a white and tender little meat worm, Tang Ruiyi was instantly disgusted by its twisted body and struggling.
But at Martin's insistence, he was too embarrassed to refuse.
Looking at the little white worm whose shell was roasted into a golden brown, Tang Ruiyi first reluctantly tasted a small bite, and soon the smooth and tender mixed with the crispy taste conquered him, if you ignore the raw materials, this is really a rare delicacy!
After entering the castle, Tang Ruiyi found himself in an empty hall, surrounded by some training weapon racks and a wide field, the second floor of the castle was ten rooms, seven of which were empty, and a castle could accommodate three small buildings, that is, buildings like militia training camps.
In the center of the hall was the flag of a golden griffin, its piercing eyes and metallic feathers that made it look imposing.
Behind the hall was a large wooden wall, flanked with stones and spikes, an area that had been used to defend the castle after it had been breached, and if even that area had been taken by the enemy, the entire castle would have fallen.
Anyway. Finally a place to sleep. Over time, it may not be impossible to command thousands of troops and horses to fight against countless monsters like in the game.
Soon Tang Ruiyi found a room to live in, the old wooden bed exudes a faint fragrance, and there is a simple but expressive landscape painting hanging above the bedside table, which depicts scattered villages half-hidden in the green field, although it is dilapidated, but there is a primitive beauty, and even the flowing stream gives people a particularly clear feeling.
After a full meal, with some food at the bottom, Tang Ruiyi suddenly felt sleepy gradually rising.
Coupled with the fact that he encountered such a comfortable environment under extreme exertion, Tang Ruiyi felt relaxed in an instant, and fell asleep when he fell down, he was not worried about the possibility of being attackedββββ he could survive for so many days alone, and now with the protection of the castle and the militia, the only nearby enemies were the goblins in the primitive period, how could those goblins have the leisure to organize a sneak attack at night and other stupid things.
After a lot of sleep, Tang Ruiyi woke up and found that he was not only energetic, all his injuries had recovered, but the upper limit of his health had actually increased a little to 12 points!
Surprised, Tang Ruiyi realized that these attributes could actually be improved through injury training.
But Tang Ruiyi was not overly optimistic about the prospect because of this, after passing the difficult stage in the early stage, it is estimated that the opportunity for this growth will become less and less, after all, as a king, it is impossible to charge forward like those famous generals in ancient times.
Of course, he can't compare with the brave and enterprising soldiers like Alexander and Genghis Khan, after all, they are real old men on the battlefield, which one is not famous and famous?
He walked to the castle walls, took a deep breath of the cold, muddy air of the swamp, looked at the cypress needle forest that he wanted to wear, and was accustomed to seeing the reinforced concrete buildings of the real world.
Potholes and weeds grow in dense muddy areas, and the narrow sandbar that extends eastward is a large area of moss, reeds, cattails, moss swamps, and the soil moisture is almost saturated, and there is a pile of peat.