Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 209 Duke Meeting
Entering from the mouth of the Seine, the huge ship loses the vastness of the sea. In contrast, its huge body is particularly terrifying. Knights or peasants on the road will be horrified when they see it, but they are also awe-inspiring when they see the family emblem on it.

Now Roel has a real family crest, which is a red lily inlaid on the Holy Grail, which is almost a revision of the ancient Merovingian logo, representing that he is the heir while announcing his human identity and the existence of a lady's protection .

Both honor and despicable things were posted on it at the same time, and the passing lords couldn't help but sigh, the world has changed, farmers can become lords, and become knights?
But this does not prevent the miracle of Bretonnia from spreading in the tavern, and the drunken adventurers can't help but want to challenge the Green Warlord like Roel Knight and fight against the Vampire Duke.

However, they even went to Oka Mountain without returning, most of them were talking nonsense after drinking a few bottles of horse urine, but the atmosphere in Bretonnia has obviously become better during this period, it is inexplicable The sense of hope falls on this land where class has been solidified for thousands of years, making people feel...

Strange, novelty.

But fate is doomed to only favor a few people, and most adventurers are just those who have no courage and no chance.

They could only watch as the giant ship drifted downwards, toward Colony.

And does its owner feel the adoration of those people?He feels it, can he respond?He couldn't, Roel stood on the deck, watching the peasants working, their shadows revealed himself, his parents, his relatives, relatives of his previous life, people were all the same but different.

Human beings are made up of good and bad, the two points fit together, similar but different, struggling and joyful, Musilon's tyrant can gamble everything for the prosperity of his hometown, which exceeds his expectations.

Whether the king of Colonia would draw his sword and attack him because of desire and power is beyond judgment.

Human nature is complex, beautiful, and disgusting. Dualism does not conform to all the logic of this world. This world is not an excellent grape. It is sweet when dried, fragrant when ripe, and green when unripe. .

On the contrary, ripe grapes may be sour to your heart, and sun-dried ones will become even more terrible, but if you use them to brew good wine, the sweetness will turn into alcohol, the sourness will be diluted by water, and the taste will not be inferior to those sweet grapes.

The same is true of human nature, if you can use it, you can produce...

Roel suddenly realized that he had become a little strange. The Duke of Colony, the King of Bretonnia, Lauenley... the invitation of that thing had a lot of influence on him.

Roel immediately turned around and asked the little secretary behind her, Miss Alimara, how the crops were being produced on the canal.

"Alimara." He was sitting in his office, with a few pieces of green tea leaves in his teacup. It was a good product from spring, and it was also a rare good drink in Bretonnia besides alcohol.

They call it Tanner tea, and it is also one of the important cash crops in Roel's territory. Its name resembles the 40k Valhalla specialty next door, which also made Roel fall in love with him.

"Miss, how about our underground farmland?"

Alimara nodded in reply. "There is plenty of fresh water on the canal, and the wheat is growing normally, and it can be ripened four times a year."

"It's just that it's very difficult to open a huge cave, and there are very few situations that can satisfy a large number of plantings. For some reason, such mature wheat has extremely high sugar content, and the fruit is plump. There is no awn, and it tastes a bit..."

Roel tilted his head. "Something?"

Alimara thought about adjectives. "Like white barley that does not need to be ground, it is soft and glutinous when cooked and tastes good."

Roel chewed on his apprentice's words, and immediately his eyes lit up. "Show me the wheat?"

Alimara nodded immediately, and a few moments later several farmers came with wheat, but that kind of wheat was still the color of wheat except for the outer skin, its plump bracts, the protein-colored kernel inside, and a hint of wheat flavor, other and A certain grain king living in East Asia is exactly the same.

Unexpected joy, unexpected joy, but how did such a mutation occur? Is it because of the planting method given by the dwarves?
But this is not rice, but wheat, without a doubt, a kind of wheat, the taste and feel, the characteristics and methods of cultivation are still wheat.

It may be because of the planting in the ship or because of human management, but it can also be concluded that the dwarves' wheat has high sugar content, so their beer is enough for the dwarf's body to move around without additional food. Used as real munitions.

Wheat, which is similar to rice, also has a similar effect. Compared with bread, broken rice, and crispy rice, it can be made into individual rations as long as it is dried, which is more suitable for combat. It can be used with pickled vegetables and soybeans to meet the long-term needs of soldiers. nutritional needs.

It's a pity that it will take a lot of years to expand the production of such crops. If it can be popularized, it can surprise Chaos in terms of logistics.

And such a subspecies might be able to avoid the blight caused by a single wheat variety. You must know that the Chaos Gods have a kind guy.

"Take it, keep it under strict custody, and when we get back to Mousillon and Pordereau, this will be the seed for the new season."

The farmers nodded, but Alimara didn't understand. She didn't think this thing was better than wheat, but if it was the master's decision, it should be fine.

In this way, the fleet continued to move forward, crossed Lyonis and the huge forest, and slowly moved forward along the plains of Bretonnia. It took a total of one and a half months to cross the two duchies and arrive at the center of Goron.

When the ship saw the Gray Lady Peak in the distance, the miracle created by the brilliant white snow, which separated the Empire from Bretonnia's scourge, a part of the gray mountain range, and the village surrounded by wooden walls surrounded by smoke in the distance, The appearance of people riding horses made Roel more sure that they had come to Colony.

The ship finally stopped in the distance. The city of Colony was not built on canals, and huge warships could not enter the river branch. For the last part of the journey, Roel took Nok, Alimara, Elena, and his own 200 guards, knights and farmers garrisoned, and the poor new knight as the commander.

Even so, the team of 200 people is not insignificant. The standard equipment and muskets of the legion attracted a large number of people's attention. On the road, the feeling of time travel is getting stronger.

Both knights and peasants looked at the team in amazement. Some children said that those soldiers were so handsome. They wanted that kind of military uniform and wanted to work for that lord when they grew up, but they were immediately covered by their own adults. .

But why doesn't this idea exist in other people?
This is the reality, the gorgeous and well-organized troops have become a unique landscape in Cologne, unknowingly, the number of people who came to observe along the way even surpassed the original number of the troops.

But Roel didn't care, they didn't eat him, and if they attacked him, he also believed that his army could defeat this group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

Compared to this, Roel cared more about it along the way, and enjoyed the scenery of Bretonnia. There were more pastures in Cologne, the plains were wider, and countless horses were galloping on the road. They were so handsome that people wanted to take them for a good ride.

The city of Colony in the distance is even more ordinary in comparison. It is not as prosperous as the city of Bordeaux that Roel has seen, nor is it as terrible as the city of Musillon, and it is not necessarily as beautiful as Brionne. , but there is a very peculiar place.

People here ride horses, whether they are farmers or women, there are pack horses around, as if horses have been integrated into their lives, and it is strange to say that the amazing place of Cologne is not the city, but the huge city next to the city. arena.

The silver-white Roman-style arena erupted with bursts of laughter and amazement. The huge runway formed this circular place, where countless knights compared their skills and fought with each other for honor and success.

Legend has it that the foundations of this gigantic marble arena were once built by the High Elves, and that the Bretonnians built new buildings after they left in the Longbeard War.

But Roel is not here for travel, otherwise the arena must be an important stop for him to come here.

And when they came to Colony City, the guards on the wall were also surprised by this situation. There was a team of 400 people and a neat army of 200 people, but there was no murderous intent, and there was no siege equipment.

The baron here immediately realized that a certain duke was coming, and King Lawn had also specially ordered that when he saw a firearm, it represented Duke Roel, and Lord Musilon had come.

The guards cleared the way, the peasants went around, some dismounted and knelt down, some bowed in place, and the baron dressed in gorgeous clothes went down to the city to guide them.

The baron is not the lord, the baron and the lord are two responsibilities, the baron represents the direct line of the King of Colonia, or the canonization of other kings, basically equivalent to the participants of the royal court.

The lords are territorial, and they can hold multiple positions, but not all barons are territorial, and the most dignified among the major barons is probably...

Baron Misaki, the baron who gave the king his hand when he went to the toilet, yes, he will use his respectful fingers to dry the king's ass to clean up the noble...

But no matter what, this position is quite noble, and it is almost the closest occupation to the king of Cologne, not one of them.

King Lawn has no lover, at least not on the surface. His closest person is the baron, who is also the Duke of Gisoleo, Agen.

It’s not a day or two for the strange things about the two of them. After all, the duke, one of the 13 territories of Bretonnia, doesn’t take care of his own territory, and is wiped by King Lawn every day (physically), and Lawn has no lover. , They had no such relationship to some extent. Roel didn't believe it.

In general, he went all the way into the Castle of Colony, the home of King Lawn, and across the manor to the hall, where the stained glass decorations gave it a church-like feel, and the huge round table seated 13 people, respectively The 13 dukes of Bretonnia were also the 13 knights who founded the country, but now there are only four people sitting here.

On the main seat is a middle-aged male wearing armor and a crown, with a small beard, wearing a Cologne sword at his waist, and holding a Cologne shield. Honor and strength are written on his body. According to legend, King Lawn's blood is gold, and he proved it at the end of the day, as the most powerful Grail Knight, he rode Quebec and pierced a big demon's chest with his lance.

Called an air-to-surface missile.

And the second position is not exactly sitting, but accompanying Lawn. One is older, about 70 years old, but considering Lawn's actual age, although Lawn seems to be only in his 30s, there are actually some Nearly 80 years old, so this old man is considered his peers.

The old man was also wearing armor, and the deer head family emblem on his chest represented his identity, but his gray hair was still spirited, which also meant that he was no longer an extraordinary person.

Knight of the Holy Grail, Duke of Agen, Duke of Gisoleo!
The other two are acquaintances, the Duke of Boldeiro, Aiborick de Boldeiro.

Duke of Brionne, Duke of Theodoric.

Roel strolled in here, and those who followed him stopped, even including Nok, who was the Holy Grail Knight, he was not eligible to participate in this party.

On the table are 13 bottles of Palaion Royale, that noble, rare, unique wine, placed on the table like a normal drink, paired with a truffle chocolate, as if this high-end food is just a normal snack .

The family crests of the major families were inlaid on it. To his embarrassment, Roel found that the family crest of the Duke of Meroving was still on his place, but he couldn't complain. He just sat down, opened the wine cork, and poured out a bottle of rich wine. The Royal Collection, naturally.

Alberic, Duke of Boldero laughed out loud. "Unexpectedly, my knight actually became the Duke of Musilon."

"How is the undead in your collar? Do you need my help to clean it up?"

He seemed amiable, and indeed he was, and Roel counted his immediate knights, and the honor was plastered on his face.

Roel had his own arrangements for those undead, and he didn't want to trouble others, so he just answered with interest. "Please trouble the Duke, but I will handle it myself."

Abrick nodded. "Okay, when the meeting is over, let's go to the private room of the tavern and have a drink."

Roel replied. "It's better to obey than to respect."

At this moment, King Lawn also spoke. "They are all my own people here, and I won't hide them anymore. The other dukes haven't come yet, so I'll talk about my own people." The tone was kind and gentle, like an ordinary old man.

"I'm recruiting the dukes this time. On the surface, I want the dukes to get together. In fact, I want you to come here. I originally wanted to tell everyone that during this period, Duke Musillon has been resurrected and needs to form a force to attack. enemy."

"Unexpectedly, the Duke of Roel has already completed this matter, so I will directly talk about a big event."

Everyone held their breath, and King Lawn said slowly. "This world is about to usher in a catastrophe..."

The dukes exclaimed, this sentence is the prophecy of the lady in the lake, absolutely not false, and Roel said in his heart.

That's it?I have to solve it soon!
(End of this chapter)