Ride and Cut

The prestige system completely follows the original game, but the problem is that the scale of the real world is much larger than the game settings.

In the game, there are less than one hundred villages in Calradia. A group of small lords with hundreds or even dozens of commanders fought back and forth. With a thousand defenders, it can be said that they can't break the strong city. No big fish can be raised in the pond. In this environment, the so-called generation of heroes can be heard by hundreds of thousands of people. It is the limit. The prestige blessing gained from this is enough to make them command hundreds of troops and sling their peers.

In reality, the civil war among Pompeii aristocrats was not limited to this scale.

This piece of land underfoot spreads in all directions to an unimaginable distance, including cold snowy areas, hot southern countries, dry deserts, humid swamps, the vast plains of Yimapingchuan, and hundreds of thousands of rugged mountains.

In this far-reaching territory, any of the three major countries dominates tens of millions of people, and can mobilize tens of thousands of standing troops at any time, even more than half a million after full mobilization. There are also large and small vassal states and principalities. The total human population can steadily exceed 100 million. There are 300,000 resident residents in the Winter City alone, and Coron, whom Richard is more familiar with, is of the same size.

The above are just human beings. Other various intelligent races may not be able to thrive as humans, but they should definitely not be underestimated.

If Calradia is a pond, it can only hold small fish that are a few inches long. Then here is almost called the vast ocean, there are countless big fishes and even giant whales living and swimming.

As long as Richard gives a small name, people who have heard of his deeds will easily exceed 100,000. The prestige gained from this is massive according to system standards, and the amount of credit increased is solid.

Dragon Slaying has always been the most talked-about topic.

After the Battle of Winter City was finished and the Pompeii army returned from the expedition, the popular story began to spread at a popular speed. From the moment that Richard cut down the undead dragon, his story began to spread like a plague, and at the same time it became more and more exaggerated and bizarre. For a time Richard was in the limelight, and he abruptly increased the system quota from less than five hundred to a little over three thousand!

When Buckland heard the number three thousand, his first reaction was to reach out and touch Richard's forehead to see if he was burnt, and was opened with a slap in the face.

"Five thousand? Do you have money? The army burns money. You don't understand the truth." The old white tiger broke his fingers and began to scribble: "Although the dwarves and centaur craftsmen can produce their own weapons, they require smelting. All coal has to be purchased, and this is now our main cash expenditure."

"There are more than 2,000 new soldiers recruited, and the population will increase by at least 10,000. These 10,000 people have to eat. If they are a strong warrior race, they will definitely be big-bellied. One can eat up to ten..."

When Buckland said this, Hutt rubbed his nose awkwardly. Speaking of gluttony, in the entire Gaoshan Fort, except for the Skaldi Dragon, anyone who tries to compete with the Centaur is self-inflicted.

"That would definitely have to purchase grain from other countries. It will be the beginning of the spring, which is when the price of grain is the most expensive. Moreover, this winter is too cold. In many places, wheat has been frozen to death. The price of grain will only be more expensive than in previous years, not cheap!" Lao Baihu slapped the table, his chubby round face was full of momentum at the moment, "With our current financial situation, let alone three thousand, we won't be able to support another three hundred!"

"Can't we cultivate more land and graze more livestock?" Annie asked.

"That will have to wait until the autumn three years later. The livestock needs time to expand the herd, and the land also needs time to mature before it can be harvested." Buckland sneered, "Dear Lord Richard, the standing army of three thousand people is for us. It is not necessary at all. In my opinion, maintaining the current scale is sufficient to ensure the safety of Alpine Fort."

"What does it mean to be familiar with?" Lord Lord heard a very strange word.

"You don't think that wasteland can be turned into farmland immediately after reclaiming?" Old Baihu shook his head again and again. "The newly reclaimed land will not have much harvest in the first two years. It will take two or three years to cultivate the yield to increase slowly. This is called maturity."

"Isn't the soil fertility technique good?" Richard can still remember the spell mastered by the monster shaman. After all, farming is an instinct hidden deep in his soul.

"Yes, but the problem is that only one shaman has awakened this spell and can't take care of too many fields." Buckland took up the snow-white cotton napkin and wiped his mouth. "Moreover, this spell has been almost since the collapse of the Physiocrats. Lost, the second general Humha may be the last single seedling. The second general Humha can awaken the soil fertility art. From the perspective of spell inheritance, it is of immense merit; but it has little effect on the food production of the entire alpine fort."

"Can't the arms trade make money?" Lord Lord continued to ask unwillingly.

The soldiers of the Ripper had all been equipped with their equipment before the expedition, which means that in the past few months after he left, the craftsmen were preparing the goods needed for trade, and it should have been opened long ago. With the reputation and craftsmanship of the dwarf craftsman, there should be no possibility of losing money as long as it opens.

"Make money." Buckland rolled his eyes with both hands. "But making money is not a gold mine. Do you know what the Three Thousand Standing Army is."

"Trade can bring more than two thousand gold coins per month to Alpine Fort." Annie said about trade and gold coins without hesitation. "It is much less than expected. Mainly because Alpine Fort became the overlord of the wilderness. , Inadvertently acted as the arbiter of order for the surrounding natives. The intensity of the fight between them has been reduced, and the demand for high-quality weapons is not as much as before. UU Reading www.uukanshu.cóm"

"The problem is that we are too strong?" Richard couldn't laugh or cry. This causal cycle really made him unexpected.

Two thousand gold coins per month is an astronomical figure that can be awakened by a dream for the general pioneering lord and even the viscount. But trying to maintain a standing army of 3,000 men is obviously far from enough.

"Alpine Castle is so big now, do you think it's so easy to operate?" Buckland smiled with a win-winner.

Richard was ashamed. He really didn't care much about these chores. Although Lao Baihu always complained, he was indeed a master of government affairs.

"How much money does it do?" The old white tiger slowly picked up the tea cup and took a sip without rushing. "Don't always think about getting fat with one bite."

"Money?" Richard laughed proudly, and the frustration was wiped out. The blind man could see that the goods were full of pride, "Gold coins are nothing but dung, that stuff is too vulgar."

Buckland rolled his eyes, looking at him as if he was looking at a mental retardation.