Give Me the Name of God

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On the Seven Star Mountain, Paviu is directing the slaves to sow wheat. With the talent of the God of Harvest, he chose the best land, the best wheat seeds, and the best time for sowing.

Within a month, the new cottage had a rudimentary form. The 300 slaves under the poet's hands were divided into three teams. One team was responsible for building cottages, one team was responsible for collecting wood and stones, and the other team was responsible for iron-making and tool building. A lot of effort has been spent on management, but there has been a considerable improvement in efficiency.

Guatel spent a month building a real stone statue of more than three meters high for the **** of fire Hephaestus. He was preparing for his sacrifice. The talent of the goddess was enviable. In less than a year In the time, he already had the conditions to be promoted to the second rank.

Stanley and Encia drilled the army together. Among the slaves, they selected 70 outstanding young men, and the army had expanded to two hundred.

Manda took the lamb chops, rode his war horse, and patrolled back and forth between the mountain roads. The efficacy of the blood stone was long gone, but his state of excitement did not subside.

"There is a pond to be built here, and the right-wing Xingshan Mountain is too far away from the water source. It is best to find a way to draw the creek of Xianxing Mountain over, otherwise no one wants to make a home here even if a cottage is built."

The poet recorded every need of Manda. Although he made some improvements to the saddle, riding a horse is still a hard work for him.

From early morning to noon, the poet must stop and rest for a while. Manda handed over a hip flask and pointed to the clearing below the mountain: “There is a lot of forage here, and a group of livestock can be kept in captivity, but the premise is that there is water. Do you think here? Can you dig a well? Did you listen to me?"

"I've been listening, listening very carefully," the poet sighed while looking through the notes. "There is a misunderstanding between us."

Manda frowned and said, "Although I didn't give you a dancer last time, you don't have to hate me for so long for this matter. I think you have no need for that."

"Can you stop mentioning that matter?" The poet put away the parchment and said, "The misunderstanding I said was that I didn't figure out the task you gave me. At first I thought it was to build a few cottages, but then I found out You want me to build a city, and now I find that what you want me to build is a kingdom."

Manda took the hip flask back from the poet's hand, took a big swig, and said with tears in her eyes: "Finally someone can understand my mood..."

"I don't understand!" The poet shook his head, "Do you really want to build a kingdom between this small piece of barren hills? Do you know how big a kingdom is?"

Manda smiled and said: "First start with the cottage, then the city, and then the kingdom. We will have more and more land."

"Do you know how long it takes to create a kingdom? It took several hundred years for the ancestors of King Romulus to get this foundation."

Manda took a deep breath and said, "The great prophet told me that it doesn't take so long."

"When did you become a believer of the Great Prophet again? The Great Prophet will guide the future and will not tell you history. According to historical records, it took a total of three hundred years from King Rumlu I to King Sixteen. With the current territory of Roma Country."

"You were deceived by the history books. There are many ineffective kings. In order to cover up their incompetence, they put the achievements of the ancestors on their heads, and they have stretched the history of the ancestors for hundreds of years."

Manda stood up and said, "I have read some historical books from the Classical period in the Valley of the Haze. In the prime of King Rumlu I, the kingdom has the same scale as it is today. One generation is enough. Let me do it together. The founder of the kingdom."

The poet smiled bitterly: "I have followed you for a year, moved twice, and changed three places. I don't know how long I can stay here or what the meaning of doing this is."

Manda pulled out his saber and inserted it on the ground, saying, "From now on, I will not give up an inch of land."

The poet raised his head, and Manda seemed to be much taller under the sun.

Manda I? Maybe he can really become a king?

While thinking about it, I suddenly saw Silva running over in sweat: "Master, I found you, Earl Almen's messenger is here!"

Silva handed a letter box to Manda, opened the letter and looked at it. There was only one line on it: Charwan went to see Harlem on the Takira Mountain.

"Halemon on Takira Mountain, is he the rescuer that Charwan invited?"

Unexpectedly, the poet immediately changed his face when he heard Harlem's name: "It looks like we are going to move again."

The poet doesn’t know much about Harlem. He only knows that he is the most famous bandit in the border between the kingdom of Roma and the Blue Wolf. When he returned to the cottage and said Harlem’s name, Stanley and Ziegsel made a fight at the same time. cold war.

"A Tier 4 believer of Carl, God of Destruction, is also a full-tier believer, and he has received Carl's Spear of Destruction. He is a demigod." Speaking of Harlem’s identity, Ziegsay trembles as a bounty hunter. He once followed the famous general Taitus to participate in the battle against Harlem, and saw Taitus and his 1,000 soldiers buried on the Mount Tachira. Fortunately, the skills of the goddess of the earth have a huge advantage in the mountains and forests, so that Zieg Sai barely saved his life.

"Harlem was once a famous general in the Blue Wolf Kingdom. He commanded a battle of 10,000 people. There was more than one general who died in Harlem's hands," Stanley sighed, "As far as I know, there are four The famous general fell in Takila Mountain, and two famous generals in Canglang Nation were also buried here. Two years ago, a 2,000-man Divine Punishment Army defeated Harlem, but only less than a hundred people came back. The Order God Punishment Warrior also died on the mountain."

Everyone was silent for a while, and Ziegsel spoke: "My lord, we are not his opponents. Let's leave Qixing Mountain. We have sufficient financial resources and manpower. We can open up a territory even if we change places."

Stanley looked at Manda. Although he didn't say anything, he had the same thoughts as Ziggsell.

The poet sighed, "A lot of effort is wasted."

Manda shook his head and said, "I will not leave Qixing Mountain. This is my territory."

Encia stood up and said, "I am willing to follow my king and lead the soldiers to drain the last drop of blood."

Manda said angrily: "What do you do with the blood? As a corpse? As a specimen? What I want is a way to win the battle."

Ensia said: "Although Qixing Mountain is not considered difficult and dangerous, there are still geographical advantages, especially Xianxing Mountain, where there is water and dense forests, which is not suitable for large-scale offensives. As long as you concentrate your forces on Xianxing Mountain, the enemy will take advantage of it in a short time. We can't help it."

Paviu said with a sullen face: "But if the enemy invades Head Star Mountain, our farmland will be all gone." Most of the farmland he chooses is on the plain between Head Star Mountain and Xian Xing Mountain, where the sun and water are all. It's sufficient.

Ensia said: "Don't think about farmland first, we must first defend our homeland."

Manu nodded and said: "As long as we are on the mountain, we will win the fight, and the mountain **** will help us."

Ziegsel glared at Manu: "Don't say such stupid things, you have never experienced a real war! The same is true for you, Encia, do you think you can gain advantage by keeping on the mountain? Your so-called geographical advantage lies in Harlem is useless in front of him! He has the ability to create disasters. There are so many trees on Xianxing Mountain. If he creates a fire, where can you go?"

"Regardless of mountain battle or plain battle, Harlem is always the one who has the advantage." Stanley gave another reminder, expecting Manda to change his mind.

But Manda still refused to give up the Seven Star Mountain: "How far is Takira Mountain from here?"

Ziegsel said: "It takes only seven days to take the road~www.readwn.com~ through Heishui City, and it takes 15 days to take the small road and detour from the mountains."

"Which way will he go?" Manda said to herself.

Stanley said: "I guess he will take the big road. Since El Meng has sent news, it proves that he saw Harlem."

Ensia said: "We can ask Count Almen for help, ask him to support some of our soldiers and weapons."

Manda sighed; "I don't have such qualifications yet, how could Lord Earl help a group of bandits? Where is Ogg? I need the guidance of the great prophet."

Pluto said: "Ogg is crazy again, drinking with Milo every day these days."

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