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 it's okay to leave a few weak spots," beads of sweat broke out on Magaliboye's head. The old man in front of him was a well-known engineer, and since he said so, the facts were 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, and guessed that he really couldn't come up with the money, like Vecchia, a simple and relatively barbaric people, even the nobles were not very good at lying, but he had seen it in Swadia. Officials there can say things that agree with and disagree with two very different points of view, and in the end they say nothing. Magaliboye was able to let him know the general facts, and the old engineer felt that it was not easy.

"Well, I can think about it as much as I can, but there will be a section of the wall that is extremely weak at that time. If you say something that doesn't sound good, it's no different from a paper paste, I hope you can forgive me."

After saying this, the old man owed himself to the fat aristocratic lord, and turned around and left his mansion

It's windy, it's windy, it's like this snowfield that you can't even open your eyes. Alleyne swore that he would never come back a second time in his life. If you are walking in the desert of Salander. At least he could still see the sun, and now he had to catch the change of the wind with difficulty so as not to get lost in the ice and snow.

"Hell, I don't know why the Kugit chose this place to camp" A few hours ago he could ride a horse, but now the oncoming air could directly lift him off his horse, his chain mail was frozen cold, and his hands had to pull the reins as hard as he could.

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 only he were the only one. He would rather go on the road and take on those horse bandits alone, and in the end it is a big deal to die a noble death. However, since there are still hundreds of brothers behind him, waiting for him to bring someone to save him. No matter how bad the road is, you can only endure it.

"Who's where!!"

Karad had a distinctly Kugit accent in it, and Alleyne was nervous, thinking that he must have run into a patrolling scout, but the figure dismounted and held the reins, just like him.

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

As a well-known family, Alleyne had the opportunity to receive a systematic education, and the Kugit language was included in 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 Daybreak were established and the banner of glory with their own hands was raised, a large number of descendants of nobles, townspeople, and free peasants who had lost their land joined in, which reduced the expenditure of at least 100,000 dinars in the treasury, and all the personnel and equipment were borne on the joiners themselves. Compared with the situation in previous years when recruiting soldiers could not be recruited alive or dead, the Chancellor's admiration for the king can be described as a five-body throw

Jamila had a very good past two days, and Rodrapoye not only kindly arranged for her to live in the castle. All kinds of big and small things such as diet and daily life are also the standards of the upper class aristocracy. 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," a maid knocked at the door, "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 first, where is he, 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 the dress with her hand. Walk 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."

Magaliboye had just been overwhelmed by the construction project. Now Fesdena desperately needed him to increase his troops, and the garrison defending the city was only about 200 men, and he couldn't come up with so much money to recruit troops.

"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.

A pink gauze dress. The hair was elegantly coiled. With the addition of a few very simple pieces of jewelry, Jamila was already beautiful, and a little dressing up in this way was even better than the aristocratic ladies that Ellen had met at 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," Jamila sighed as she heard the conversation between the two men. "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 in a bathrobe, while 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.

"So I'm urging Uncle Margary to transfer the troops quickly, otherwise," Alleyne opened his mouth comfortably and took the grapes that Jamila handed over, "and with my years of experience on the battlefield, 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......)