Lord of all tribes

Chapter 154 Food for the People
After the magic crystal mine was supervised by all the lords, Rollin sent Kenlinde and his second infantry brigade back to Garadi.

Most of the soldiers in Kenlinde's Second Infantry Battalion were brought out by Rollin from the eastern battlefield. Except for the First Infantry Battalion led by Hans, Rollin's subordinates had the strongest combat effectiveness.

Of course, the strongest mentioned here is the comparison between the infantry teams. Like Brook's Snow Dragon Rider, even if Hans pulls the [-]st infantry brigade up, he will only be abused.

The level of arms is suppressed, nothing more.

Two new infantry brigades and 500 cavalry have been newly expanded. These need to be trained as soon as possible to form a certain combat effectiveness before the hunting moon comes.

War will not wait for anyone, what Rowling can do is to make full use of all available time.

Sweat more in peacetime, and bleed less in wartime.

The truth is naturally this truth, but it is true to be able to thoroughly understand this truth and put it into practice.

Expand the size of the army and recruit troops on a large scale in order to strengthen combat effectiveness.

Mixing some combat-experienced and capable veterans into the newly formed army will play a key role model.

The death rate of recruits who have never seen blood on the battlefield is too high, and some veterans who have survived on the battlefield impart some experience to those recruits, allowing them to enter a state of complete alert in advance, and rely on these to gain A higher survival rate is naturally inevitable.

After a few days of quietness, Rowling watched the golden color around the Calati collar get worse, and his mood improved surprisingly a lot.

If a territorial army around the Forest of Death is the fundamental guarantee, then food is the cornerstone to unite the entire territory and make them feel attracted to it.

With food and harvest, civilians will not suffer from hunger, the army will not be without food, and the territory will reappear in a thriving scene.

Too many of these black lands around the Forest of Death have been wasted in vain.

Everyone in the world calls it barren, but they don't know that it's just because the right time and the right people have not come to take care of them.

Being in danger, hunger and cold all year round, the common people have no strength to plow the fields, have no good seeds to sow, and have no confidence in a good harvest in the coming year.

Even if it is a bumper harvest, they are worried whether they will attract more bloodthirsty aliens, who will cruelly deprive them of their only hope of a year of hard work.

In the end it was nothing!

The more you are disappointed, the more you become desperate.

Commoners are good, at least most of them are.

They are very simple, simply want to protect this home, protect this thatched hut that can shelter them from wind and rain, and what they hope most is that their hard work will be rewarded.

That being the case, why don't Luo Lin push the boat and give them a hand, and the reward will naturally not disappoint Luo Lin.

When Rollin first took over Garadi, he promulgated an important decree, that is, the land reclamation people do not need to pay taxes for three years.

The golden paddy in front of me belongs to hard-working farmers, and their sweat and countless days and nights of anticipation will not be in vain after all.

What benefits the people, the people will pay back double.

When the golden ears of wheat became more and more glamorous under the scorching sun, the farmers who had been looking forward to this day for a long time rushed towards the golden land in groups with sickles.

Bags of processed grain entered the grain storage room of each household. When they opened the grain storage room, which was already empty and even mice didn't bother to patronize, their excited mood turned a little sad for a while. .

With the help of his youngest son, old Henry tremblingly moved a large full linen bag into the musty-smelling grain storage room.

Seeing the cheerfulness of his youngest son carrying grain up and down, he silently took out an old tobacco pipe, stuffed some dry leaves into it, and lit it with a flint.

A choking smell of earthy smoke dilutes the musty smell in the grain storage room. It would be great if this amount of grain could be installed at this time last year.

Old Henry remembered that at this time last year, his second son was lying on that bed, clutching his sleeve tightly, saying that he wanted to eat something dry.

Old Henry fixed his gaze on the upper right corner of the roof for a while, and finally left the room without saying anything.

Old Henry's family had food, although it was not much, but it was enough to feed his second son with a dry mouth.

But in the end, he just took a few more puffs of spicy dry tobacco outside the door, and when he returned to the house, his son was already dead.

When his son died, his eyes were wide open, just staring at the roof. There was a small package with food in it, but old Henry didn't take it out at the end.

Because he grows food, that is the only idea that can support him and support the family's survival. If there is no more food to grow, it will only be more difficult in the coming year.

"Son, don't blame dad, if you want to blame it, blame you for not having that life. Cough cough cough..."

Old Henry coughed violently a few times, and two lines of tears leaked from the corners of his eyes covered with annual rings.

If he had lived for one more year, if he could catch up with Lord Luo Lin and become the Lord of Garadi Town, his second son would not have died. Unfortunately, it was a little too late.

The lord is merciful. Old Henry watched his youngest son jumping back and forth, and his sadness faded a little. He waited for the boy to grow up, and sent him to serve as a soldier under the lord's hand, saying no. When the time comes, I will make a contribution on the battlefield and come back, hehehe.
"Have you finished harvesting the grain?" Luo Lin had watched this piece of golden yellow slowly disappear these past few days. Although he already knew the process in general, he couldn't help but ask one more question.

"My lord, the citizens have all transported the grain back to their granaries, but" Old Quite paused at this point.

"But what? It's okay to be straightforward." Luo Lin was obviously in a good mood today.

"There is a good harvest this year. You ordered the people not to pay taxes, but many civilians spontaneously formed grain trucks and wanted to transport grain to the granary in our territory."

Old Quite prepared his words, lowered his head and said.

"Hehe..." Luo Lin smiled happily, "This is the popular opinion, if you treat him well, he will naturally not treat you badly."

"Pass down an order to bring these grains into the granary at [-]% higher than the market price. They sincerely come to deliver the grain, and they cannot be asked to go back empty-handed."

"Besides, if there are citizens who are willing to sell grain, they will buy it at this price. We can't rely entirely on Louis for our grain. It's not good to let the blame fall into other hands."

Luo Lin felt calm. Finally, he was able to partially realize the self-supply of food in the territory. This is much better than relying on high-priced purchases for everything.
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