Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 179 This is the Land of Heaven
Honoro is an unlucky farmer in Pordereau, why is he described as unlucky?Because in his short life, he actually encountered the attack of Norsca, which was a fleet of a hundred people, going up the river.

That's right, it was the group of people that Roel once scared away, but the other lords of Bordeaux did not catch them, because of the long river and their ability to rely on plundering supplies anytime and anywhere, as well as the Bretonnian village. Scattered, they have been playing in Bordeaux for so long and still haven't been caught.

Although more than a few lords vowed to take the greedy them to the gallows, the reality is that Huo Nuo, a farmer, has no home at this moment.

When the north wind of Norsca blew over his fields, burned his eaves, and killed his family, he would have been dead if he had not worked as a hunter in the forest. Messy.

The so-called justice, knights, ladies, where the hell is it, he has no idea and is depressed.

When Honoro roamed the plains of Bordello with an empty stomach and ragged clothes like an outlaw, he wondered if a Beastman or some other demon would take his life.

When Honoro was exhausted and lying on the ground about to end his own life, he could only see in the distance, a huge city without fences, brightly lit.

And he was lying on the ground, looking at the skeleton crawling out of the nearby forest, about to rob his life, Huo Nuo was relieved. "Come on, eat it, I have nothing left! My life is picked!"

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu like a wild wolf, closing his eyes in the trough of great fatigue and spirit.

When the skeleton lifted his body and walked towards the human territory, the guards were used to accepting such a poor person and placed him in the hut.

When Huonuo felt warm, he looked up from the tent, and saw the warm cotton cloth covering his body, and the bright oil lamp was shining brightly.

"I..." He covered his head and crawled out. When the guard saw him, he handed over the stew that he had learned from the lord. Dried codfish with any vegetables, boiled delicious.

And those soldiers also wore a complete set of iron armor, and they were not in good spirits like ordinary people, and the city was full of tile-roofed houses, multi-storey, and brightly lit at night. How could they have the money to provide so much lighting, and why did the store open at such a late hour?
Why is everyone laughing, my previous experience seems to be fake.

The feeling like white cream, the temperature, makes the hungry peasants immerse themselves in crazy greed and plunder.

He raised his head, and the guard handed him a wet towel, and he cried. "Am I in heaven?"

The guards covered their mouths and laughed. "Everyone says that."

"But we just call this place, home."

"Everyone is working hard to make Lord Roel and Lord Nock's territory more prosperous."

"The tile-roofed houses here were built with the help of those skeletons, and the ground here was paved by us. The dead do not enter the cemetery, but are taken to the forest by the Remains of the Holy Grail to resist demons."

"We were not used to it at first, but it was reassuring when we saw our loved ones stand again, with wisdom and soul, to bid us farewell to the miracle of re-foresting."

"Of course, if you want to rest in peace, you will also enter the cemetery in the city and be guarded by the priests of Moore."

Huo Nuo suddenly realized what shocking things the guards were talking about. The dead can still be around people?Isn't that eternal life?But Necro.

"Undead, how could the undead not attack humans..."

said the guard. "Yes, Lord Remains of the Holy Grail can. He is the king of the undead, a knight of Bretonnia. In order to repay Lord Roel's kindness, he used his power to allow our dead to continue fighting and keep the territory safe."

"And our guards can also be trained by various people. The archery is in charge of the Bretonnian thieves, and the swordsmanship is carried out by the Holy Grail Knight Nock and Lord Garamon in turn. We will also be taught tactics by the lord himself on a regular basis."

Huo Nuo was suddenly even more surprised. "Here, this row of almost a hundred guards, all of them don't need to go to the ground?"

He heard too many weird things today, it’s impossible, no one farms and breeds so many soldiers there, in his concept, a soldier needs 10 peasant families, that is to say, this is a city with tens of thousands of people ?
Besides the main city, there are cities with tens of thousands of people in Pordero? !
The guard scratched his head. "To be honest, most of the food in the territory is still imported from other places, but I heard that the lord is thinking of a way."

Horno cursed. "Aside from planing food in the ground, is there any way to make crops grow all year round?"

At this moment, the castle was writing a letter to the dwarf Bardin, and Roel, who wanted to know how the dwarves could cultivate crops all year round in the ground, sneezed fiercely.

"What's the situation, isn't it almost summer?" He closed the window and continued to write.

If the problem of food production capacity cannot be solved, most of the current situation will be difficult to meet, such as a larger legion and increased territory expansion. It has been three months since he formed an alliance with the remains.

As a territory without walls, his city is now called "home".

The lenient immigration policy has also allowed countless Bordeaux people to expand. Today, the number of residents has reached 6000, which is almost the second largest city in Bordeaux.

And because a large number of merchants open shop at night, the lights are bright, just like the city that never sleeps in the previous life.

Such behaviors are based on the safety of the night, farmers do not need to be afraid of death, the remains of the Holy Grail and the legion of bones will heal everything.

But Roel knew very well that such a situation would not last for a few centuries. When he died, people who had lingering fears about the undead would inherit the territory. Today's peace might be easily torn apart.

And the views of the lords of Bretonnia towards merchants are likely to break the main lifeline of the city today, the production capacity of commerce.

He can give birth to heirs and teach them, but in the Warhammer world, Roel doesn't know how long a normal person can keep their thoughts.

He put down the pen and paper, walked out of the room to the balcony, and looked at the brightly lit Wanjia, did he complete his plan?He couldn't tell himself.

But in the distant harbor, the half-built giant battleship is undoubtedly the greatest affirmation for him.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a cry. It was a ragged farmer. He looked haggard and tired, but he was wearing a cotton cloth, shouting hysterically.

"I have come to the kingdom of heaven! I have come to the kingdom of heaven!" His clamor caused the citizens who had not yet slept to stick their heads out. They seemed to be infected and shouted together.

"This is our home!"

Roel rubbed the tip of his nose, he wanted to do it, at least when he was alive, this place would not be destroyed by anything.

(End of this chapter)