French knight lord: I have a skill panel

Chapter 20
At the beginning of December in the new calendar year 3796, the farmers of Sardin Manor finally completed the basic defense measures.

The outer wall is made of stone and fired bricks, about four meters high and wide enough for two sentinels to pass by.A female wall was also built, on which the militiamen could shoot with bows and arrows.

The fence is so long that it even includes some fields for growing vegetables.

Lomo plans to expand in the future, so enough land must be expanded.

He will use this land to grow some alchemy-related herbs in the future.With the blessing of alchemy, the economic value of herbs will far exceed the value of crops.

The guard towers around have also been repaired and strengthened to observe the enemy's situation and pass orders.

The food is sufficient, there are cotton coats and wolf skins to keep out the cold, and the farmers feel full of security.The young and strong are incorporated into the militia and train hard every day.

The treatment of the militia is one silver coin per month, and the food is enough.If you have the opportunity to enter the Cavaliers, you will receive five silver coins every month, and enjoy the same food treatment as the lord.

For these serfs, the allure of five silver coins was unimaginable.

In the meeting room of the castle, Lomo sat on a large chair covered with wolf fur.

On both sides of the table, sat the old butler Barron and his son George.The knight and militia captain Vincent, the knight captain Jos, and the knight instructor Nicholas.

"What's the current situation at Hansen Manor?" Lomo asked Old Barron.

Barron leaned back and said, "The sheriff sent by the city hall didn't find any clues. In addition, winter is approaching, and we are facing the threat of jackals. It is not safe here. They have already left temporarily. They should not be here before early spring." Come again."

"After the sheriff left, Hansen Manor basically fell apart. Several knights in the manor fought with the serfs for food. Five died, two left, and now there are three left."

Hearing this, Luo Mo sneered slightly. It would be effortless to clean up this group of mobs.

But there is no point in doing it now. It is cold winter, and spring plowing is not possible, and additional manpower must be sent to deal with the threat of the wolf man.

Barron swallowed and continued: "A large number of serfs have fled. According to your instructions, we have received many of them. Currently, they are temporarily arranged to reclaim wasteland, while women are responsible for weaving clothes and taking care of livestock."

"How are they doing here, are they getting along with the others?" Lomo asked.

"They are very motivated!" Barron smiled, "As long as you give them something to eat, they work harder than the animals. Everyone is grateful to you, the master. You know, when these serfs were in Hansen Manor, they basically didn't eat. They are full and can only live in shacks, and they are often beaten and scolded by the knights and the Hansen family, and their wives are often abused by them. Now they live in a farmhouse and have cotton clothes to keep out the cold. This place is a place for them. Heaven."

"Yeah." Luo Mo nodded in satisfaction and said, "You did a good job."

After being praised by Luo Mo, Barron looked a little excited, stood up and said: "Now the population of our manor has reached 250 seven people. It can almost be regarded as a medium-sized territory. With these people, we can still plow next year's spring. Expand another fifty acres of wasteland."

Luomo waved his hand and signaled Baron to sit down, then turned to Joss and asked, "Have you found any traces of the wolf man?"

Joss first straightened his body, bowed to Luomo, and then said: "These days I sent four knight servants to investigate. Finally, I got news of the wolf man in the south. This group of robbers took Lunn Manor and Jia The Ace manor was looted. But not all of them were killed, a dozen people were kidnapped and then left."

Wen Sen followed up and said: "This is their usual method. If they kill them all, there will be no place to plunder in the coming year."

Jos glanced at Vincent, as if dissatisfied with his sudden interruption.The two are now the strongest knights in the manor, and both have reached the physical fitness of a first-order knight.So in a competitive relationship.

Vincent smiled at Jos's white eyes, with a look of indifference on his face.

Lomo ignored the conflict between the two people's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Jiaaisi Manor is very close to our manor if you look at it this way."

When the knights heard this, they immediately stood up and said, "Don't worry, my lord, we will defend Sardin Manor to the death!"

In the following days, the manor entered a first-level alert.Those knights have been training hard for several months, and now they are gearing up to prove their worth in the face of the threat of the wolf man.

Luo Mo still practiced his magic riding skills every day.

His current strength is no longer what it used to be, but there is always a string in his heart.

The main reason is that the previous Gnoll invasion left a deep impression on the original owner.

These jackals are not only rough-skinned and thick-skinned, but also used to using maces and maces, all of them are brave and good at fighting.The strength of the leaders is almost at the level of a third-order knight.

The most important thing is that there are not only warriors among the gnolls, but even demonized mages.Fireball and Lightning are their common spells.

It is said that some gnoll leaders are also members of the Huffi Brotherhood, so they are even more difficult to provoke.

Faced with such a threat, Luo Mo could not retreat.

The only way to get rid of this trouble is to completely defeat them.Sardin Manor can gain a firm foothold in the Volo Valley.

The days passed day by day in the full battle of the manor.

What is puzzling is that the gang of gnolls has never appeared near the manor.

The knights believed that the gnolls were scared off by the sentries and archers on the manor wall, and that there might not be another winter.

Although Luo Mo also had such thoughts, he still told everyone not to relax their vigilance. Malt wine has temporarily become a forbidden product, and no one is allowed to drink it before the beginning of spring.

In a blink of an eye, it was the last day of December.

Traditionally, this day is a festival to worship ancestors and gods of the wild.

Under the background of the festive atmosphere, everyone's mentality was relaxed.

The women began to get busy, setting up venues for events and making various snacks.

The children had been looking forward to this day for a long time. They weaved all kinds of handicrafts to present to the lord, and then received Lomo's blessing for them in the coming year.

Men are also expected to stay at home and be with their families as a rule.But Luo Mo strictly ordered everyone to stick to their posts without any slack.

At night, when the old year and the new year alternate, grand events are held in the square of the manor.

Women dressed in sexy clothes sang and danced while children ran around merrily.

Over the past year, Luomo has brought them a great sense of security and happiness, making them sincerely grateful to the lord.

On the sentry tower in the south of the manor, two sentries looked at the square in the manor, watching the beautiful figures of women swaying back and forth, and the old people sharing food.

With a 'gulp', one of the sentries swallowed, with a longing look on his face.

"I really want to go down and dance with Sif." One of the sentries said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone shouting from below the sentry tower: "Stand on your post!"

It was the voice of the militia captain Vincent, and the sentinel was taken aback, and quickly turned his head to the direction outside the manor.

Then, looking at the dark grass by the river in the distance, he seemed to see something, rubbed his eyes, and wanted to see more clearly.

"Look, is there any movement over there?" the sentinel said to his companion.

"Can there be any movement? There are a few hare holes over there, it's nothing more than hares having sex."

His companion turned his head and looked in the direction of his fingers while sucking the frozen snot.

After watching for a while, the sentinel's face suddenly turned pale, his pupils dilated instantly, and he shouted loudly: "It's the jackal! The jackal is coming across the ice of the river!"

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