The Emerald Tower

On the northwest side of Tyre, more than three hundred civilians were brandishing shovel and other tools that could gather the snow. Pieces of snow were piled up on designated locations, and then the same number of civilians began to compact the snow. It seems to be paving, layer after layer.

Raul, the new militia captain led by Zelgaon led a team to carefully inspect the compacted snow, and then a bucket of water was poured evenly on it. After waiting twenty minutes, Lao You started kicking the snow that had been soaked by water and frozen by the cold wind.

Feeling the pain in the toes in the leather boots, Raul nodded in satisfaction, and then, looking at some of the players who were carefully protecting the boots, frowned, and shouted in a low voice: "Kick hard, we are just the first. Check, and then someone from Tyre will come to check. Do you want Sir Alex to be ashamed?"

"But, but, these are new boots!"

The player said with dismay.

For the original Defendi collar, it seemed wealthy, but it was definitely a very small part of the people. The vast majority of civilians did not live as well as the civilians of other collars, except for the original high taxes and taxes set by Baron de Fendi. In addition, they have to undertake corresponding labor—the mining of iron ore is the most important part, and some craftsmanship involves smashing the original iron ore into iron ingots.

Of course, this is not a penny.

Even, some civilians who could not pay taxes directly lost their status as free citizens, and were directly moved into the two iron ore estates as servants of the Defendi family, which were created for the Defendi family like a cow and horse. wealth. Until I die.

The civilians who can still stay in the town of Defendi are not much better, at best they can be regarded as hard support.

Therefore, let alone new leather boots. Even the new cotton shoes and cloth shoes are worthy of joy and protection for the civilians who were originally led by Defendi.

"The new boots are also given to us by Sir Alex Ferguson... Unlike the previous Defendi, the Lord Lord Sir Alex Ferguson is definitely an upright nobleman! Sir Sir Alex Ferguson promised us, and none of us broke the faith-those Those who were hanged, those whose heads were chopped off, and the savings we ransacked were all done for us by Sir Alex Ferguson! And because of this, Sir Alex Ferguson got in more trouble, don’t we need to do it all. Strength?"

Raul looked at his players and asked rhetorically.

"Of course. We are not ungrateful!"

Suddenly, many young people answered loudly.

And the player who loved the boots before, after a moment of silence, began to kick these ‘snow walls’ with all his strength.

People around. It seems to be infected too. One after another used the strength of feeding.

Because they clearly remember the words of their Sir Sir Alex——

‘This is a fortress where we live and live. The stronger it is, the safer our soldiers will be! ’

The time lasted from morning to noon. Some women showed up with their burdens or baskets on their backs. Steaming heat came out of those burdens and baskets. With the unique fragrance of food——

"dinner time!"

Raul walked over, yelling at the crowd.

then. The civilians led by Zelgaon temporarily put aside their work, walked over in an orderly manner, and then lined up according to their own queue.

As for the scenes of wanting to jump in the queue or chaotically, it did not happen at all.

Of course, in the first two days, there was another.

However, when Dean announced that the food for the people who jumped in the queue and crowded was halved, and the queues belonged to this way, all the civilians remembered the rules of eating.

Although I stumbled a bit at first, after three or five times, I gradually got used to it.

"White bread and bacon sausage!"

A cheer appeared in the front crowd, and the civilians at the back were taken aback, and then subconsciously wanted to move; however, they reacted immediately and stopped abruptly.

Several even fell as a result.

However, when I saw that I did not mess up the formation, and the militiamen who were supervising next to him did not say anything, he suddenly smiled and got up and slapped the snow on his body a few times, standing honestly in his own queue. Waiting for the person in front to take away their own food, and then it is their turn.

The team moved forward slowly, although the voice was unavoidable, but everything was so orderly.

Standing in the distance,'White Rose' looked at everything in front of her, whether it was these civilians or the'Ice Castle' that had begun to take shape in the distance, there was a hint of surprise in her heart.

The appearance of'Ice Castle' is naturally strange to a lady who grew up in the South, especially after feeling the solidity no less than rock, it made her feel a bit more palpitating. Movement-if such an "ice castle" can also appear in the south, then the deployment of defense lines and sentries in various places can save much Kimpton.

Of course, the Grand Duke's swordsmanship chief naturally knew that this was a luxury.

The difference in climate between the north and the south makes it impossible to accomplish this kind of thing.

Moreover, even in places like Tyreling in the north, these ‘ice castles’ are unlikely to exist throughout the year, at least in June and July, when the weather gradually heats up, they will melt.

However, this is enough.

After all, the emergence of these ‘ice castles’ is just to cope with the crisis ahead.

And compared to the ‘Ice Castle’, which was just to deal with a temporary crisis, the civilians in front of these former German Fendi collars and now Zelgaon collars are not like that.

At least, the Grand Duke's swordsman, saw something different.

"All the people are soldiers!"

This kind of thought appeared in the heart of Grand Duke Swordsman after seeing the queue of civilians for the first time two days ago.

That kind of queue is completely military formation.

Although it is only a rudimentary form, it is of extraordinary significance to the Archduke Swordsman-because as long as you maintain such a progress, train for a few more weeks, and learn some fighting skills, these civilians will They are qualified militiamen. If they train for a while, they are real soldiers.

"However, it is really too extravagant!"

Thinking of the situation afterwards, the Grand Duke's swordsman sighed like this again.

Seeing that these civilians never understood anything, to now understand the queues and the concepts of collective action, she knew Dean's expenses.

It is not an exaggeration to say that spending money is like running water.

However, only this kind of investment can gain the true love of these civilians——

Keeping promises, brought back the heads and savings of the mercenaries who robbed them.

Personally strong, one person killed a bandit equivalent to the local knights.

Integrity and kindness, caring for the civilians in every territory, and posting clothes and food as if they don’t need money.

The Grand Duke's swordsmanship is very clear, such a lord, it does not take long to be able to manage a territory like an iron plate, and it is completely impossible to splash water.

And once something happens, you just need to climb up and call, and you can gather an objective source of troops in an instant.

If, in terms of calculation, these civilians have received military training in the true sense, the combat effectiveness of this source of troops can still be improved a bit.

"Dean Ken Zelgaon... Are you preparing to do this? Or are you watching for something?"

Grand Duke's swordsman thought silently.

...

Outside Tyre, at the junction of snowfields and dense forests.

At this moment, it has been used as the front line. A camp tent has begun to appear on the side close to Tyre. Layers of fences and antlers tightly wrap the entire camp, while groups of patrols alternately pass by. , And in the middle of the camp, a swallow-tail flag painted with green gems on a white background was fluttering in the cold wind.

Under the banner, a group of heavily armed soldiers stood there silently, their indifferent expressions and unwavering eyes, making the Baron Tyre aside softly admired——

"Although it is not the first time I have seen each other, I can't help but envy every time I see the Northland Knights!"

Baron Tyre glanced over the soldiers standing in front of him, and said again.

This is the tenth time Baron Tyre has said this in four days.

The staff on the side looked at Dean and laughed bitterly.

In fact, Dean is also very envious of the knights owned by the Marquis of Vauban-although there are only two high-end knights, one is the son of the Marquis of Vauban: Richard Vauban; the other is the six of Vauban. Ferrell, one of the great knights; however, the fifteen knights under the knights, the state of these soldiers, were all envied by Dean.

Good soldier!

This is the best evaluation of the Northland Knights, which is completely banned.

Moreover, just through the judgment of breath, Dean can be sure that these soldiers are definitely not ostentatious, but real soldiers of a hundred battles.

Everyone is blood-stained.

"The security around the city of Vauban is so good. Obviously these soldiers have contributed a lot... and, the auction of the old marquis always attracts enough coveted people to serve as a sparring partner for them!"

Dean, who was thinking secretly, once again had a clear understanding of the private auction of the old Marquis.

"Baron Tyre~www.readwn.com~Lord Zelgaon!"

A voice sounded, and a man in uniform came over.

A tall nose, slightly narrow cheeks, and a face almost like the old Marquis. However, it is more heroic. The aristocratic long hair that should have been shawl only has a layer close to the scalp. Under the brown, the eyes are also brown, with the tenacity and strength characteristic of soldiers.

"Head Richard!"

Dean and Baron Tyre stood up and greeted them.

Richard Vauban, the only son of the old Marquis.

One of Dean's former comrades in arms.

ps first more~~

Today, I was so decadent and busy. I was almost fainted and said that it was half past five when I got home. I changed my clothes and started coding...

This is the first chapter, there will be a second chapter and a third chapter promised to everyone later! (To be continued...) ()