Lord Wants To Be An Emperor

Aslan was a little surprised as he watched the barbarians pouring out.

Remember that when he took over the old and weak women and children from Laining Village in his previous life, there were only seven or eight hundred people, which is many times the number at that time!

“Sir Lord you asked me to take all the clansman over, you can’t renege on a debt!” Laining, who was a head taller than Gavin, stretched his neck and said, hiding behind Gavin .

Aslan was speechless for a while, is he so terrifying?

When a gray-haired old man among the savages heard Laining’s words, he stepped forward and lowered his head very humbly.

“Sir Lord! Please don’t be embarrassed, we old guys who are waiting to die, forget it, I hope you can accept these children, although they are very thin now, as long as they grow up Great Accomplishment, it is absolutely OK Become your most brave and loyal subordinate.” The old man knelt on his knees and gave Aslan a prostrate.

Many barbarian warriors have red eyes, even Laining is no exception.

The old man crawling on the ground is the Teacher of Laining, once one of the most powerful warriors of the barbarian clan, and used to be the pillar of their this lineage.

Unfortunately, when he was old, their this lineage never appeared at the great swordmaster level. Even after the swordmaster powerhouse, the food ration was reduced, making their clansman of this lineage hungry. Even if they wake up early and go hunting in the dark every day, It is impossible to feed all the clansman.

The long-term hungry makes the elderly weak, the young children are malnourished, and the physique is getting worse and worse. Naturally, there is no way to train good fighters, and they fall into a vicious circle.

Laining lineage will only get weaker and weaker until it is annexed by a stronger tribe one day.

Although Aslan didn’t know the old man, he had heard Laining and Teys say many times in his previous life. Unfortunately, the old man died of hunger just a year after he came to Laining Village.

gu lu lu!

The old man hadn’t heard Aslan’s answer yet, and there was a sound of gu lu in his stomach. I don’t know if it was because of long-term hunger. The sound of gu lu was very loud, and everyone around him heard it clearly.

Gavin opened his mouth aside, but didn’t know how to speak.

There are really too many people in Laining Village this time. There are more than two thousand people. With the appetite of barbarians, even old people and children, one day is three to four times that of ordinary persons. Young and middle-aged people are even more terrifying. More than two thousand people don’t sound like many, but they are the appetite of barbarians.

That is tens of thousands or even more. With the current population of Merlot Town, there is no that many food at all.

Aslan only froze for a short while, because he recalled some past lives.

Laining’s eyes dimmed involuntarily. He also knew the situation of Merlot Town very well. Relying on a Merlot Town alone would not be the clansman who could feed him.

Just as soon as he looked up, Aslan said: “Essen will take everyone into the house to see how hungry they are, and start a celebration.”

Essen froze. After a while, he reacted quickly and quickly said, “Sir Lord, our food production cannot satisfy such a large population.”

Aslan didn’t care about waving his hand and knocking the old man on his knees. Helping him up and holding the opponent’s wrist, Aslan couldn’t help but feel sad. He was really late.

Judging from the old man’s skeleton, when he was young, he was a mighty and mighty warrior just like Laining, but now he is hungry and almost skinny, and even his waist is a little crooked.

“You have suffered, and Merlot will be your home in the future.” Aslan very naturally helped the old man into Merlot.

“Everyone has worked so hard, and all came to the Lord’s Mansion to participate in the celebration.” Aslan said to the people who came to support him while supporting the old man.

The celebration banquet is very simple. After all, Merlot Town has just solved the problem of food and clothing. It is not easy to be able to eat and dress warmly.

This night, many savages shed tears while eating.

They don’t know how long they have not eaten enough.

When Essen complexion is gloomy came over, Aslan became a good guy, and he would naturally be the bad guy.

Laining and York saw that Essen complexion is gloomy, and hurriedly stood up and greeted them. As the commander of Essen, they have the right to rule these barbarians in the future.

“Master of the town order!”

“Pay respects to the order of town!”

Essen glanced at the two of them unexpectedly. Laining was in Merlot Town in the past. But the people who eyes high above the top, except Aslan, are not birds. They are so polite now, and they seem to know the situation right now.

“You should know the situation in the town now! If you are just an ordinary person, saving a little is not a problem, but you don’t need to say how much your appetite is. You don’t need to say that you know.” Essen’s face eased a lot. Said.

York and Laining glanced at the clansman and ordinary person around with their weird gazes, and they couldn’t help but bow their heads, ashamed.

“We understand that we will never eat free food. I don’t know what job the town lord can give us. We promise not to eat free food.” York said decisively.

Essen is satisfied with nodded.

“It’s pretty much the same. Until now, all the people working in Merlot are calculated based on wages and rations. I think Laining should be very clear about this. I have calculated it. Barbarian fighters are better than ordinary fighters. It’s too much, so the salary of a barbarian warrior is four times that of an ordinary warrior.”

Hearing that the current salary has quadrupled, Laining raised his finger and calculated it. They are now There are forty-six qualified barbarian fighters in the army. This salary is enough to cover the monthly food consumption of five hundred clansman.

“As for those barbarian fighters who are not qualified, they get the same salary as ordinary fighters.” Essen continued to add.

“This is specially granted to you by Sir Lord.”

“What a benevolent lord!” York praised.

Laining’s eyes lit up, and the impatient asked: “Master Town Commander! If my clansman become qualified barbarian fighters, can they get the same salary as mine?”

“It is natural, but the assessment is very difficult. You have to be mentally prepared.” Essen added.

“It doesn’t matter, I will definitely practice those bastards fiercely.” Laining said overjoyed.

“I also counted it. This will probably solve the food for your 1,000 people. You still have more than 1,300 people. The lord has already set aside a piece of land on the east side. You will be responsible for production. If It can be fully utilized and developed, and you can live a good life with the surplus food.”

When Essen said this, he also felt uncomfortable because Aslan was too generous to the Laining family.