Ralph was quite angry when he mentioned this, and regretted that he had saved a scumbag, but it was only after he saved Rainier that he learned about the shitty thing that burned the village in advance......

So, he told Leon about the village of Al Deig - now Al Deig has been burned to the ground, the original lord has abandoned it, the superior lord Alfwan has also died, and he has been beaten by the Gatu.

According to the laws of the kingdom, this is already considered a borderland, and the pioneer lords can establish a territory here.

In this case, it would be better to build a new village nearby than to carve out territory in a no-man's land - at least the surviving refugees in the vicinity could be accepted as a lord.

Ralph would suggest this, of course, in the hope that Leon would give those refugees a way to live.

For Ralph, these refugees are neighbors.

When Leon and his party arrived at the village of Eledege, there was no one in the village.

Scorched black.

Except for some of the stone walls that are still alive, all you can see is black embers and messy debris everywhere.

Rainier and the Cato took this place thoroughly.

There are still wheat roots left in the fields around the village, which must have just been harvested and not yet had time to plant autumn and winter crops.

If nothing else, Eledigar was looted and burned by his lord just after the harvest.

Leon beckoned to Lesley, set up the convoy, and began to explain the task to Lesley.

"What? My lord, you want to open a market here? ”

"Don't get so excited, Leslie, isn't that what you're good at......"

Leon looked at Leslie with a strange face very calmly.

"But my lord, there is no one here now, who will sell the goods to when a market is set up in this ruin?"

Leslie felt that the lord must have had a bad brain, and she regretted that she had poured so much wine into Leon the day before yesterday......

"Lesley, you need to be more relaxed......

Leon touched the stubble on his chin, spread out the map, and began to preach his business plan.

The location of the village of Eledege was actually very good.

To the west of the village is the 'Eyre River', a tributary of the Tongtian River, where Al Deig ends.

The source of this tributary is from the reservoir-like lake behind Changhe Town, and the water flow is relatively gentle, and you can directly sail against the river to Changhe Town.

To the north is the periphery of the Changhe Forest, and to the south is the majestic mountain range of the Dengier Mountains, which stretch for hundreds of miles, and the monsoon winds in the north and south are slowed down.

This makes the climate of Eledege Village very pleasant, a good place for warm winters and cool summers, and a place where mountains and rivers converge, with beautiful scenery and abundant products.

About sixty or seventy miles east of the village is the eastern border fortress White Hart Fort, which is the closest castle to the Noldor Forest, and it can even be said that it is surrounded by the Noldor Forest.

With the Long River Forest to the north and the Bacchus Empire behind the Dengier Mountains to the south, the roads at both ends are quite dangerous, so except for the town of Changhe and Fort White Deer, there are usually few merchants on the north and south sides who come here.

"Leslie, don't keep staring at Ellerdaig, look at Whitedegburg...... Without the village of Eldeig, there would be no way to go in such a large county as White Deer Fort, and they would almost become a lonely city! ”

Leon covered Eledeg on the map with his hand and motioned for Leslie to look.

Yes, Al Deig may be an ordinary village with a pleasant scenery and climate, but for the eastern fortress of White Hart, it is the only way to connect to the hinterland of the kingdom.

After the loss of Al Deig, Fort White Hart became a solitary enclave.

Fort White Hart is bordered by the Noldor Forest to the east and north, the territory of the Bacchus Empire to the south, and the village of Eldeig to the west.

With the exception of Ellerdeig to the west, the people of Whitedeg need to pass through the territory of the Noldor or Bacchus Empires in any direction...... This is nothing for a lord or an army, but it can be fatal for an ordinary caravan.

They had to go to Al Deig first, and then go somewhere else.

"So, build a market here, and we'll specialize in the business of White Deer Fort!"

Leon pointed to the laden carts.

"I see, sir. There are a lot of goods that White Hart Fort needs in our loot, and as for the rest, I will take someone to Changhe Town to exchange it back. ”

Leslie also understood, she was already a qualified merchant, and quickly understood the logic of the lord's intention to control this trade route.

"That's right, Lesley...... In addition, White Hart Fort should be the easiest place to receive Noldor artifacts, and in the future, you may be able to rebuild your caravan. ”

Leon smiled and helped his quartermaster re-establish an ideal.

Although Leslie said that she would not consider rebuilding the caravan, how could she let it go in her heart......

The so-called effective management is actually to give your subordinates a hope that meets their own dreams, so that they consciously and voluntarily bind the future to your chariot.

So is Lisha Dilan, and so is Leslie.

“…… Lord Leon...... Thank you. ”

Although Leslie said that she would not consider rebuilding the caravan, how could she let it go in her heart......

……

The next day, Leon held the start-up's first all-hands meeting.

But don't get me wrong, Leon doesn't plan to practice any democracy in this era, he just wants to inform his subordinates of the development plan of the territory.

This is of course very important for a pioneer lord who has just found a suitable place, so Leon hopes that the employees can fully understand the boss's intentions and give reasonable suggestions or take the initiative to take action.

As a boss, you can't do everything yourself, giving your subordinates a clear direction and letting them create value is what the lord should do.

Of course, this is mainly due to the fact that the lord wants to lighten the burden on his body, which is simply lazy.

For the first formal meeting, the venue was a little shabby.

It's one of the largest stone houses in the village – probably once a warehouse for a winery. The roof was gone, the stone walls were blackened, the windows were only a few stone holes, and when the wind blew, you could even hear the remnants of charred wood falling from the window edges.

Fortunately, the climate of this place is good, and I don't feel cold when the wind leaks everywhere.

However, the floor has been covered with a layer of straw, a wooden board has been hung on one wall, and the carpenters have thoughtfully and quickly nailed out two broken wooden steps to serve as a stage.

Everyone was enthusiastic, and everyone, including the wounded, was present, and the room was packed, which was still quite spacious, and the air was filled with the smell of rotten wheat husks and gold sore medicine.

"Ahh......h So, let's start the first plenary meeting of Mai Xiangling now! ”

Leon stood on the steps with a charcoal pen in his hand, cleared his throat, and then changed the awkward name of Ellerdeg with a single sentence.

The group of people below looked at each other, and then looked out the window in unison - the field outside the village was bare, and there was basically nothing except the excrement made last night, there was neither wheat nor incense, why was it called Mai Xiangling......

"First of all, Lord Ben has to determine the overall plan of Mai Xiangling!"

The lord wielded his charcoal and drew two large circles on the wooden board behind him, and then he drew a curved sausage on top of the two circles.

"Oh ......"

There was an uproar in the audience.