Warhammer Throne

ps. Quan Qi compiles the attributes of a fairy tower in the lake, and everyone just smiles.

Fairy Tower in the Lake: Order of the duchy of the territory +5, uncorrupted +5, agricultural income +50%, infantry and knight leadership +8.

ps2. Thanks for the 50,000 reward from the book friend "Young Master Wv", two updates today, and the second one is estimated to be in the evening.

A continuous heavy rain separated autumn and winter. The time came to November, and the climate had become very cold. As the winter wheat in the territory was gradually planted, the serfs also began to enter the slack period.

The harvest of grain filled the barn, and Gasparton led the sergeants to collect grain taxes. After deducting the basic rations, the seven taxes levied made the harvest serfs feel painful, but even the most greedy serfs did. Knowing that this is already the mercy of the holy grail knight master, and other parts of the kingdom are levying nine taxes, which is terrible.

At least many serfs who escaped from the Duchy of Berleone said that this was the best year they had ever had.

The Baron issued an order for freedom of movement of the territory. All serfs with registered status in his territory can move freely in the baron of Jean. After more than a year in the territory, the town of Jean has undergone earth-shaking changes. In the markets of towns, people from afar can almost see most of the commodities in the entire Old World, even dwarves and wood elves are not uncommon.

A group of serfs sat or squatted on almost every street corner in the town. Whenever knights, nobles, and merchants passed by, they always shouted as best as they could: "Sir! Sir! Do you have work for me?" Can work! I am willing to do anything!"

After simple bargaining, these people will soon be taken away.

Workers are being recruited everywhere, the construction of the wizard tower in the collar, the new textile workshop, the baron’s horse farm, and the renovation of half of the town. The serfs have become accustomed to working days every day. The working days not only take care of the meals, but also when they go back at night. I can get a handful of copper coins. Since someone saw the villagers in nearby villages come back with half a roast chicken after eating a full meal, the serfs in Hongyu Village have almost all gone to the town to find work these days. Their mother-in-law also desperately drove them out: eat less food at home, make more money, and spend a good winter veil festival.

Brook is such a serf. Brook, who is less than 30 years old this year, is not tall, but he is very strong. He has been working for the baron recently, and every time he can bring back a bag full of copper coins, it really helps the serfs in the same village. envy.

After several days of heavy rain, it finally ushered in another cloudy day. Just after dawn, Brooke got up, his mother-in-law had a big belly, and pushed him out desperately: "My child, father, you have been at home for several days. , Go out and work quickly! Otherwise, you will starve after the baby is born!"

"Okay, okay." Brooke nodded again and again. He changed into a burlap dress, and then put on an animal skin cloak outside. The serf hurried out the door, carrying a bag, and walked towards Jean Town. go.

Since the holy grail knight came to this land, the serfs’ lives have been much better, at least they can eat and wear warm, but for the serfs, there is no entertainment when they are full, so they pass by him. After months of hard work, my mother-in-law's belly gradually grew bigger.

This is a common scene in the village. The recent birth rate of children is very high, and almost every household has a new born baby.

Therefore, the pastors of the Church of the Goddess of Mercy have almost become the busiest people in the baronial. These loving female pastors shuttled through Lane’s territory, busy delivering babies and blessing the newborn. The baron is generous, and he donated to Mercy in one go. The church of the goddess was three hundred gold crowns, and the congregation of the saints of the lake fairies also sent some lake gods to help the church of the goddess of mercy, and finally barely made up enough manpower.

Walking along the rammed stone road towards Jean Town, there were a lot of serfs who came into the city to find work. Brooke couldn't help but secretly annoyed when he thought of this, and the serfs quickened his pace.

In the cold weather, the gate of Jean Town had become very tall, and there were many sergeants standing guard at the gate. Brook was a little scared, but he still managed to squeeze out the crowd and try to enter the town.

There are a few wood elves with pointed ears at the city gate. Obviously, pointed ears are privileged. They have to enter the town first, because their goods are irreplaceably precious and sold out.

"Hey! Brook! What are you in a daze!" At this moment, a young voice called to him: "Do you still want to work?!"

"Ah, Mr. Denis! I work! Of course I work!" The serf stood up in fright. He found a sergeant talking to him, so he nodded and bowed in fright.

"It's always the same, lunch at noon, how much money you can get home at night depends on how much work you do, don't want to be lazy!" Sergeant Denis wearing a full set of chain mail and breastplate, arms with armor, outside Wearing a blouse, it looks really majestic! At least Brooke thinks so.

A bunch of blouses were thrown on the serfs’ faces, which must be worn during work. The serfs took the blouses and put them on indiscriminately, and went to work happily. The baron needs a better horse farm. The serfs will work hard. In exchange for remuneration.

"The number is almost there." After several sergeants with a dozen infantrymen, and continued to recruit some workers, Denis said to a sergeant next to him: "What do you think? Amedee?"

"It's almost there," another sergeant said, and Denis waved his hand to stop the recruitment.

The young sergeants attracted the extremely envied eyes of the serfs. A sergeant had an annual income of 20-30 gold crowns. They lived in the baron’s castle and enjoyed a double salary and an excellent living environment. , Their food is very good, they can often eat white bread and meat, and they can also follow the baron out to hunt and perform tasks.

Sergeants and rangers were almost the ultimate pursuit of many serfs in their lives, so whenever they saw the sergeants patrolling the streets wearing chain mail and burqa triumphantly, all serfs would secretly make up their minds to become Sergeant of Glory.

Denis could feel the envy of the serfs. Thinking of his life over the past period of time, he himself felt that he was living in a dream.

Ever since he risked his life to tell Lord Ryan that it would rain in the Knights War to conquer the Beastmen, good luck has been with the Orion’s son. In the **** battle on the rainy night, he was sealed by Ryan on the spot for his military merits. As a sergeant.

The ecstatic Denis returned to his hometown with the permission of the Duke of Red Dragon. He told the news to his father, mother and younger brother. Then the family left their hometown where they lived for generations and moved to Jean. Baronian collar.

The family leads a happy life. Denis has two days off every ten days. He usually lives in the castle on duty. His generous salary allows the family to live a good life. Therefore, the young sergeant also swears. Will die for the Baron, as he will.

Young and particularly able to fight, Denis, who has combat experience, performed well in conquering bandits. He has a particularly powerful longbow technique. As a descendant of the Bastogne longbowmen, Denis’ longbow throws the farthest. You can reach two hundred mountains and come to the Baron of Jean to seek refuge.

"Yes, a lot. I don't know how those people came here. All of them are starving." All the armed sergeants are chatting. These people have recently read counts under the instruction of the lord. Most of the sergeants are in I learned some basic mathematics in the months of intensive training.

"Yes, when Mr. Katzenberg delivered gruel to the refugees, they were like a group of homeless wild dogs." Another sergeant Amedee said, with some sympathy on his face: "Mr. Katzenberg has said that the gruel is enough, but they still robbed them, and they robbed someone of their own. I think it is a wise decision for Mr. Katzenberg not to register them for the time being. What do you think? Denis?"

"It's a good decision. We have to distinguish those who are robbers, who are the real refugees, and who are sick, so as to prevent the occurrence of the plague." Denis said understandably, he just heard Katzenberg all the time. That said, but the sergeant himself did not understand the meaning.

Staring at the serfs working for a period of time, the tax officer Gasparton appeared, and he took the soldiers to complete the work of collecting taxes.

In the three quarters of this year, Baron Jean’s tax revenue was close to two thousand gold crowns. Gasparton recites the name of the fairy in the lake. He is very happy for the baron. As the tax officer of the lady’s champion, he feels close to him. There is Rong Yan.

At the same time, Gasparton also felt a headache about how to arrange for the fugitive serfs to cast around. Serfs who had the ability to escape and dared to escape were naturally high-quality populations, but would these people obey the management? Is there anything else? The undercover agent of the Principality is not easy to say.

Therefore, these new migrants have been temporarily suspended from registering their hukou. Katzenberg's idea is to use these people first, give them a lower level of treatment, and then spend one to two years before being absorbed into the baronial domain.

This requires a process, so this period must be stable and not chaotic. There have been several incidents of friction between the foreign population and the local population. The baron has come out to deal with it personally. As the champion of the lady of the lake, his prestige is guaranteed. People will disagree.

The wealthy people in the collar aroused the coveting of many forces. A few days ago, the baron also encountered a group of rogue knights when he was on tour, about twenty or thirty. Now they are all locked in jail with bruised noses and swollen faces.

At this moment, the baron appeared. He was wearing a standard baron's gown and a white chalice cloak behind him. After months of recuperating, Ryan had a short beard on his face: "Gasparton, come here. "

"My baron?" The tax officer hurried over to Ryan, "What happened?"

"The expedition knight Tristan took his jester Jules to visit my territory. He told me that there was a large-scale rebellion in the Duchy of Berleón. We are going to have a meeting, right away." Ryan whispered.

"Yes!"