I let the protagonist of the abuse article change his life [Quick Transmigration]

The soldiers in the main city spent an unforgettable month for them.

Even though it was the coldest time of the year, they needed to get up before dawn and rush to the training ground in the face of the cold wind that was as cold as a knife.

The only thing that comforted them a little was that Mr. Black Shadow had probably already arrived when they came.

The resentment was dispelled by the thought of "Mr. Sombra is more tired".The soldiers hurriedly formed a queue, ready to start a new day's mission.

Every day people are quitting, but fewer and fewer are quitting.

The longer they stay, the more the fighters feel that something is being stimulated inside themselves.

The cold gradually receded, replaced by a feeling of warmth.

They speculate privately that they are likely to usher in the legendary second awakening.At that time, they will not only have faster speed and stronger strength than ordinary people, but also have the ability to attach energy to weapons to fight more efficiently and easily, just like Mr. Sombra!

This is enough for them to obtain the title of knight in any earl or even the territory of the marquis.The bright future that can be imagined has inspired many people.Even Mr. Sombra's increasingly rigorous training was interpreted by them as "all for us".

Feit: "..." No, he was just dissatisfied with the fact that he had to give up his hot lover who kept getting into his arms early in the morning, and reluctantly came to the training ground, so he couldn't help venting on these guys.

Of course he wouldn't explain such a thing.Besides, Feit also knows that many people have secretly made psychological preparations to leave.Adrian has no objection to this, but under normal circumstances, apprentices need to pay a high fee in order to be trained by a powerful fighter.

If those people filled the guards, the hard work Feit spent during this period can be regarded as their initial investment in the manpower they want to use, and they will not be taken into account.But want to go?Then obediently take the money.

No money?It doesn't matter, as before, work hard for Mr. Sombra.Complete the task and you will be free.

The fighters still don't know what awaits them in the future.They are full of expectations of "from now on, I will also become a respected knight lord", and they wake up laughing every day from their dreams.Seeing such a scene, many people who quit training in the early stage couldn't sit still, and began to secretly rejoin the team.

On a new morning, looking at the obviously extra number of people on the training ground, Feit narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't say anything, and asked the soldiers to complete the steps he required as usual.It's just that those who returned obviously found that they seemed to be unable to keep up...

More and more people fell out of the team, and the soldiers in front were still moving forward.

The stark disparity caused many troubles in the hearts of the returnees.And after discovering that Mr. Sombra was walking towards them, the original annoyance became panic again.

They raised their legs in a panic, preparing to leave before Mr. Sombra arrived.Before taking two steps, he was scolded: "What are you doing? Come here soon."

The soldiers first looked at each other in blank dismay, and then realized that Mr. Sombra was not talking ironically.He re-established the training requirements for his group of people, so that they don't care about the progress of others, and just do their part well.

The soldiers were very grateful for this, and they didn't know at all. When they saw them, Feit's real thought was: Will this become Adrian's money, or will it become Adrian's hands?Forget it, it makes no difference.

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In the middle of winter, the wild goods in the mountains and forests were swept away by the villagers.Even the Calvin River, which people place high hopes on, has ushered in a period of not much output.

Another day's nets fell through, and the villagers sighed in disappointment.It's just different from before. They sigh now, not because they can't fulfill the tax official's request, but because they regret that they didn't have extra meals at night.

"Forget it." They left in small groups, comforting each other with their previous life.

Even if there is no fish, at least vegetable soup and bread are indispensable.Speaking of vegetable soup, let's talk about the warrior master who taught them.It was he who, when autumn came and the goddess of nature and the god of harvest gave people the most gifts, led the villagers to collect all the edible plants in the nearby forests and fields, dried them, and preserved them until now, becoming the winter land. A rare green delicacy.

Adrian also used the fighters to the extreme.He made it clear that any way to increase the villagers' winter food can be deducted from the "rescue expenses" owed by the soldiers.In this way, many proposals were naturally harvested.After one by one screening and listing, the valuable experience gained by the soldiers who traveled abroad in the past has become the "common sense" in the Viscounty.

However, the scene of returning to the village was different from what the villagers had originally thought.

A large group of people gathered in the open space, and at a glance, the warrior master was standing in the middle, talking to another person who was also dressed as a warrior.

Many speculations suddenly appeared in the hearts of the villagers.If you are a little more certain, you will speak directly at this time: "It must be the master who came to shift! Those big people always do this, work for a period of time, and rest for a period of time..."

This statement is supported by the vast majority of people.They thought of the tax officials they had seen before. Indeed, it often happened that the previous and subsequent tax officials were not the same.

Approaching with such thoughts, the villagers heard a completely different answer from their original thoughts.

The warrior master who taught them for a long time will not leave.Instead, the incoming fighters stay together.However, his task is no longer to lead the villagers to find food in various places, but to keep them in the village for drills.

This is part of Adrian's plan.Sooner or later, the Jonahlin family will come, but not now.There is no need for well-trained fighters to stay in the main city. The best way is to disperse them all over the territory.

In this way, the main city needs to bear less living materials.But this is just incidental. The most important thing is that Adrian is thinking: if three adventurers who have not experienced systematic training, they are enough to defeat Seamus and bring a strong combat force.Can those three trained but not awakened villagers be able to deal with an ordinary warrior who is not as strong?

With the idea, the next step is to implement it.

The villagers heard the new master announce that starting tomorrow, they will get up before dawn.

"Why, why!" The villagers were stunned.Although this was their usual routine, since the new viscount took office, good times have come.Let them go back to the past, who can get used to it?

Dissatisfaction quietly breeds.Even the fellow fighters stationed in the village had a lot of dissatisfaction.

Then, he heard: "Under this method, out of ten people who participated in the training, six out of ten have a second awakening."

"Gudu!" The warrior in the village swallowed.

Looking back, I felt puzzled again.Although I am very excited, but I will not have such a big movement.

When I looked back, I realized that it wasn't just me, but the eyes of the surrounding villagers all lit up.

If warriors can be awakened a second time, what about them?If you say that they are already old, who doesn't have many young guys?If the children can become soldiers, the burden on the family will undoubtedly be reduced a lot.

This is how the training begins.At the same time, there is the uninterrupted sound of beating in the forging workshop.

Things like the orcs fighting with farm tools are just an accident at a special time.Since peasants want to be half warriors, they must have spears and swords in their hands.

The dwarves cursed.According to the agreement with "Eddie" and "Fith", they can leave after forging enough farm tools and equipping the newly built houses in the village with pots.Why wait until now?Noble dwarf lords—including their neighbors, the dwarves—would never admit that the wine delivered every day by the warriors next door was so delicious.Well, then the reason must be the respect of human beings, which made the dwarves reluctantly stay for a while.

The time to leave was repeatedly pushed back.In the midst of everyone's busyness, spring has arrived.

After half a winter of training, the refreshed villagers suspended their previous tasks and started planting.

The villagers who originally belonged to Viscount Severn naturally took the seeds they saved last year, and the newly moved ones used the batch distributed by the Viscount.

The soldiers said that those who use this batch of seeds will pay [-]% more tax than those who use their own seeds.When hearing the news, the villagers were still very nervous.Then I remembered that the warrior master had said long ago that their old age taxes were only [-]% of all their income.Even if you add [-]% more, most of the harvest can enter your own warehouse.

People had smiles on their faces.

Compared with the bright sunshine outside, the atmosphere in the Viscount's castle seemed much more gloomy.

According to tradition, winter is the hunting season for slave traders.Now that everything is over, the Jonalin family can free up their hands to deal with internal affairs while preparing for the new year's deal.

The knife was hanging above his head, and he didn't know when it would fall.This feeling was too bad, and in all fairness, Adrian even hoped that the villagers would continue training.

But he is sensible and knows that farming is the last thing to delay.He had no choice but to inquire about the news through the soldiers outside to make sure that at least there was no movement in Jonalin's house at the moment, while managing the major and minor matters in the territory.

In fact, Adrian was worrying too much.

The hunting team sent last year was not going well. Those mermaids and orcs seemed to have become spirits, and even the unicorns were smarter than before.When they saw the wounded lying on the ground, they would not come over to check on the situation and find herbs, but would wait and see from a distance for a while before leaving.

What made the eyes of the "hunters" darken the most was the mermaid conversation they heard at sea.The wind brought the voices of these magical creatures to them, and they whispered: "Don't go there! It's a trap!"

"Humans are too cunning to take advantage of the mermaid's sympathy!"

If it weren't for knowing that mermaids would often not live for more than three months after being bought.Those who are lucky enough to live a good life can only become decorations in the gardens of nobles.The hunters almost thought they had encountered a group of merfolk who had escaped from the slave traders.

A whole winter has passed, and the valley Jonalin prepared is still mostly empty.In this situation, Serena Jonalin and her brother are in a state of desperation, and where did they think about a remote, abandoned slave valley.

The author has something to say:

Today is Jiang Jiang qaq, who has no name

That is to say... the theme of the article is "The prince's youngest son was sent to a certain Jianghu sect when he was a child, and grew up with his brother with a bohemian personality. Later, the elder brother was killed by the fatuous emperor, and the little prince took the lead and began to rebel During the period, I experienced various ambiguous temptations and undercurrents with my senior brother, and finally he, the little prince also became the emperor." The article should be called: a. Chang'an in the wind and snow, b. Changfeng tens of thousands of miles, e. north wind, f. prancing horse Chang'an, g. Jingzhe, h. Yueguan Mountain, i. think again...

What...

(It’s been a brain hole for many years, and it may take a long time to open. But recently I met an artist I really like, and I want to make a cover first=v=)