Riwache is busy recruiting new troops at the moment, reinforcing the city walls and arrow towers, and the business and travel are almost cut off, Magaliboye sees it in his eyes, and is anxious, since last year, the city's tariff revenue has been declining month by month, and now even his own living standards have been affected, and now he has to come up with a large amount of money to strengthen the city defense, which really makes him a little embarrassed. However, Rodrapoye, the lord of Kulau, who had a close personal relationship with him, was very happy to borrow a sum of money from him, and he could barely get through it.

"My lord, there is a shortage of stone on the eastern wall. ”

Almost once the newly hired old man appeared in front of his eyes, Magali's heart was in danger of stopping.

"Well, that can be adjusted a little bit from another construction site."

"I've already seen this no, the defense construction of other urban areas requires a lot of stone and clay, and the arrow tower in the central city fortress is also going to be renovated, and we need new funds to buy stone. ”

Hearing this, Lord Vekia almost fainted, his family was emptied, and now he was sure that this project would really destroy himself, and the real situation was that if he hadn't boasted about Haikou at the beginning, it would not have been the result of today's result if he had not boasted about the sea at the beginning, and let the engineers strengthen the city according to the top defense.

"Adult"

"Alas, if you really can't use mud bricks, I really can't afford that much money."

"Mud bricks, you're not kidding," the old engineer looked surprised, "the wall made of mud bricks can't stop the trebuchet from throwing ten times." ”

"But alas, most of them have been done anyway, and there is no problem in leaving a few weak points," Megaliboye's head broke out with beads of sweat the size of beans, and the old man in front of him was a well-known engineer. Since he said so, the facts are not expected to be much worse. But a wall that can withstand ten projections is still much better than a bad project. At least that's what he thinks for now.

The old man looked at the aristocratic lord in front of him with an embarrassed expression. I guessed that he really couldn't come up with the money, a simple and barbaric people like Vecchia, even the nobles were not very good at lying, but he had seen it in Swadia, where officials could say two completely different points of view at the same time, agreeing and disagreeing, and in the end it was equivalent to saying nothing. Magaliboye was able to let him know the general facts, and the old engineer felt that it was not easy.

"Okay, I can try to think about it, but at that time, there will be a section of the city wall that is extremely weak, and if you don't say it, it's no different from paper paste, I hope you can forgive me."

After saying this. The old man owed a debt to the fat aristocratic lord, and turned away from his mansion

Gale, and gale, like this snowfield that people can't even open their eyes, Alleyne swears that he will never come a second time in his life. If he had walked in the desert of Salander, he would have at least seen the sun, but now he could only catch the change of wind with difficulty so as not to get lost in the ice and snow.

"I really don't know why the Kujits chose this place to camp" He could ride a horse a few hours ago, but now the oncoming air can directly lift him off his horse, and his chain mail is freezing cold. Your hands still have to pull on the reins as hard as you can.

There are Kugit cavalry patrolling back and forth on the main road, and the snow here can be buried directly to the knees. In all fairness, if he was the only one, he would rather go on the road and single-handedly take on those horse bandits. In the end, it's a big deal to die a noble death. However, since there are still hundreds of brothers behind him waiting for him to bring people to rescue, no matter how bad the road is, he can only endure it.

"Who's where!!"

Karad had a distinctly Kugit accent in it, and Alleyne was nervous. I thought I had run into a scout on patrol, but the figure was just like him. Dismount and hold the reins.

"I was sent out on patrol, and now I seem to be lost"

After becoming a famous family, Alleyne had the opportunity to receive a systematic education. And the Kugit language was included in the scope of his learning, and the nobility played its due role at this moment.

"That's the case, then I'm in a similar situation to you."

The other party was easily deceived, and only shadows could be seen face to face, and Don't talk about the subtle Wikibian accent in the Kugit language in this harsh wind.

"Then let's go back to the direction of the village together," the Vigian felt that his opportunity had come, and he led his horse and slowly touched it.

"That's all it can be"

The man walked defenselessly towards Elleon, and when the two men were less than five meters apart, the Vigian threw his sword in his hand, followed by a muffled thud, and then the horse's hooves ran away through the snow. Alleyne walked over with great effort, and saw the yellow-skinned guy lying on the ground with his chest blooming, and he didn't even snort like that.

"Is it really okay for His Majesty to give the Knights of Daybreak the right to dominate the conquered lands?"

This was the concern of King Harlaus's close courtiers, who, after taking Halmar overnight, had acquired Uxhall, Fort Wincord, and Halmar and their surrounding villages, and that King Swadia had grown in power while ignoring them, and many ministers had begun to fear that the Iron Army would one day become wild horses. Moreover, the Order's wanton plundering and massacre of the war zone had aroused the resentment of the civilian class.

"Let them go, and they will be my faithful servants. ”

The king gave such an answer.

Among the insiders, the palace treasurer is the most knowing. When the Knights of the Dawn were established and the banner of glory with their own hands was raised, a large number of descendants of nobles, citizens and free peasants who had lost their land joined in one after another, which reduced the expenditure of at least 100,000 dinars of the treasury, and all the personnel and equipment were borne on the joiners themselves

Jamila has had a pretty good past two days. Not only did Rodrapoye kindly arrange for her to live in the castle, but all kinds of things such as food and living were all the standards of the upper class. If her father, who is a businessman, knew about such a thing, she would not know how much she would be red-eyed.

"Miss Jamila. Then a maid knocked on the door and came in, "One of your friends has returned"

"Hey, didn't they come back together?" Thinking of this, the girl began to worry a little about everyone's situation.

"Then I'll go over and see where he is. Is it male or female?"

"A gentleman, who appears to be wounded, is downstairs talking to Master Magali"

Hearing this, Jamila hurried out of the room, and in the corridor she saw a young man downstairs with a grizzled face, talking to Magaliboye in a hurry. She lifted the hem of her long skirt with her hand and walked slowly downstairs.

"Anyway, we need five hundred people, otherwise all of us plus Harris won't come."

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to figure it out."

Magalipoye, who had just been overwhelmed by the construction project, was now desperately in need of his troops, and the garrison defending the city consisted of only about 200 men. If you recruit soldiers, you can't come up with so much money.

"Alleyne?"

Jamila took a closer look to see who the wolf bèi young man in front of her was.

The Vigian heard the rumour, and the sight in front of him almost instantly made him forget about calling for help.

Dressed in a pink gauze dress, her hair was elegantly coiled, and a few pieces of jewelry were very simple, Jamila looked beautiful in her own right, and even if she dressed up a little, even compared to the aristocratic lady whom Ellen had met in the salon before. The young man was stunned, looking at the girl in front of him a little overwhelmed.

"Hey, Mr. Alleyne"

As he spoke, Magaliboye noticed that the young man was a little distracted, and tried to shake his hand in front of his eyes.

"Ahhh

"Huh, am I done?"

"Hey, yes, can you repeat what you just said?"

“”

"Stupid. Hearing such a conversation between the two, Jamila walked over with a sigh, "Lord Magali just talked to you about the manpower problem of the city defense, what the hell are you doing?"

Alleyne shook his head slightly, trying to sober himself up. But he smelled the faint smell of perfume on Jamila's body, and he looked up at Magaliboye, and then at Jamila who had walked in—the girl was as beautiful as a diamond.

"Uh, I'm sorry, we'll continue to talk about this topic later, I want to take a break, it seems to be due to the insanity of the long journey"

Half an hour later. In a room at Magali Castle, Ellen was lying on the bed with a bathrobe in his handsome. Jamila sat on the edge of the bed with a plate of grapes.

"That means Sister Lorna and Uncle are in danger now," the pretty girl sighed dejectedly as the young man finished telling the story of the matter.

"That's why I'm urging Uncle Magali to get the troops over quickly. Otherwise," Alleyne opened his mouth pleasantly, pulling the grapes that Jamila had handed over, "and with my years of battlefield experience, they won't last more than three days. ”

Jamila gave him a blank look, knowing that he was bragging again, so she changed the subject and asked, "Anyway, when you just talked to Lord Magali about this, why did you suddenly become a fool?"

"Uh-huh" Alleyne was momentarily speechless, he thought about the awkward scene at the time, and then looked at Jamila who was sitting next to him, and began to feel that his tongue was not so good. In fact, under normal circumstances, when encountering such a thing, the always arrogant Virgian will tell the truth and compliment the woman's appearance with the most beautiful words, but he is one of the outliers, even at a tea party or an aristocratic party, Alleyne never takes the initiative to talk to a girl, why is he so unconfident when he has no shortage of family status and appearance, not only his friends, but even he himself does not know.

"At first, my maid said that you seem to be injured, are you okay?"

"Alas, if I'm hurt, I'm getting frostbite on my hands and feet, and I've only met one Kugit scout on the way, and I've easily killed them. At this, a smug look appeared on Ellenn's face.

"Oh, you're pretty good. Jamila had a smile on her face, and while the boy lying on the bed felt his vanity extremely inflated, he suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was really cute when she smiled. Although she was only the daughter of a businessman, it was because of this that Ellen felt that such a smile was extremely warm. (To be continued......)