Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 139

"In fact, there are more than 120 dwarves, plus the dwarves who settled before, there are more than 70 outstanding dwarf warriors and crossbowmen." Langoni raised his head, the dwarf patriarch said proudly: "If and Orcs, despicable goblins and other stupid guys fight, although we dwarf warriors can't do one-on-ten, but one-on-three and one-on-five can still win easily! Believe in the people of the mountains, dwarves are far better than you think more tenacious!"

Lailun shook hands with the three dwarf clan chiefs one by one: "Well, I believe in friendly dwarf friends, and even more in the holy alliance between the empire and the kingdom of mountains. Since I have accepted your clan, in my territory, I hope you can Abide by the laws of human beings, and Yamashita also adheres to the principle that more work gets more, and if you want to drink endless barley wine, you need your labor to exchange."

"Equal decision, we never accept the goodwill from human friends in vain, this prosperous territory, we all look at, and also believe that the heroes of the empire will treat the dwarves equally." Nodding, he said in a loud voice: "The most important point, if war comes, the dwarves are never afraid of fighting, and the warriors will do their part for their human friends! Protect our new home!"

"Very good." Lailun nodded: "The governance of the dwarf community is left to you. I will treat housing and land arrangements equally, but there is a wood elves stronghold in the north, try not to argue with the elves. ."

"No problem, Baron!" Langoni nodded again and again, the iron rings on his beard collided with each other and made a noise: "We want to build a dwarf brewery to meet the daily needs of the clan, you know, the dwarves' Beer is as indispensable to human beings as bread, so here comes the problem. There are not so many open spaces in the community. I hope the baron can approve an open space. Our clans will bear the construction costs. As for land rent, commissions and taxes, they are also negotiated according to the highest standards. !"

The words of the dwarves were straightforward, and the communication between the two parties was effortless, so Laylen and the longbeards reached a consensus very quickly. In the middle of the conversation, a trader from the Overland Chamber of Commerce found Rosamina and spoke with him. She said that the batch of magic herbs and scrolls she bought had just been delivered, and the sorceress had no reason to tease anymore. Anyway, she didn't like the pungent-smelling workshop, so the sorceress left.

   Not long after, Baron Draco, Patriarch Langone and Adrian went to the dwarf workshop on the banks of the York River. They had important matters to discuss.

The workshop has almost doubled in size, and the water-grinding machines used by dwarves for forging have become more proficient. Next to the coal pile that is built into a hill, there are constantly human apprentices shoveling the broken coal into the large furnace to keep the fire burning brightly. Human apprentices stood on the sidelines watching and studying, doing some chores. Most of them were dwarf blacksmiths swinging their hammers. They took the iron materials and forming molds for forging from the water-rolling table, and used the ancient iron smelting and forging techniques of the Kingdom of Mountains to craft finely crafted weapons, armor, and assembly. The army of the Baron Draco.

"Baron, this is a new batch of forged halberds, please take a look." Rangoni, the dwarf rune blacksmith, picked up a halberd from the shelf, and the bearded man couldn't help but boasted ramble: "That fat merchant Austrian Fran sent two pieces of meteorite iron, but the pieces were too small, and they were only the size of two fists. We had to use the few pieces of meteorite iron for sharpening, but it was certain that the sharpened meteorite iron produced Weapons, whether it is material or piercing armor, are at least 20% higher than the original."

   "Meteorite? Isn't that the hardest rare metal? I remember that the Dwarf Supreme King of Eternal Peak once ordered not to sell it!" Adrian said in surprise.

"Young people are young people. His Majesty the Supreme King Grimmeg only ordered to prohibit the use of meteorite iron salvaged from the Blackwater Lake for trade. Every fortress of the Mountain Kingdom has a little meteorite ore veins, more or less. That's all. "The dwarf rune blacksmith stroked his long beard and said in a lecturing tone: "The new generation of mustaches have not yet grown into long beards, and they are not qualified to use more powerful weapons, which is also a kind of traditional Blasphemy, so in many mountain castles, meteorite iron weapons are not used, and can only be sealed in the ancestral treasure house, and a small part of the newly mined meteorite iron ore is naturally used for trade."

"By the way, Baron, the production demand of our workshop is increasing day by day, and the orders are also in an endless stream. If you agree, the workshop will sell the weapons in the inventory." Langone said: "The gold you earn is only more. A lot."

  Lyren pondered for a while, and said, "If it is to meet the current demand, there is nothing wrong with selling some inventory. First, count a batch of old weapons, and then talk about the rest."

   "The workshop unconditionally obeys your orders! Baron, you are the master here, we all obey you!" The long-bearded dwarf smiled disapprovingly.

For dwarves, beards are a symbol of status, strength and age. Beards often take time to look after to make them shine. The essential oil used for grooming alone costs a lot of money. Therefore, the beards of dwarves who have been wandering for a long time are dry and dry. Dirty, not to be seen by any mountain fort.

After inspecting the workshop, Lallen and the others came to the exclusive workshop of the rune blacksmith, and the baron took the opportunity to express his plan: "Mr. Your Majesty has given me a reward of forty pairs, I would like to ask you to modify these armors a little, preferably into rune plate armor."

"Well" the long-bearded dwarf frowned, and he said with some embarrassment: "Brother Lallen, forty pairs of rune armor is not a small number, a rune weapon takes several days of seal carving and careful sharpening, such as your The knight under his command, the long sword inlaid with flame runes held by Nikas Francis, it took me two weeks to successfully inlay the runes. With the difficulty of rune armor, I am afraid it will take longer. "

"If we speed up a little bit, can it be completed in late spring next year?" Lailen took a deep breath. He knew that rune craftsmanship was extremely complicated, and said in a negotiated tone: "Well, I don't even need a single copper coin for the cost of armor modification. At least, as for the brewery and the canteen you are going to build, the territory will also bear part of the construction cost, what do you think, Lord Langone."

"Seal carving takes time, Brother Lailun. Since you have offered favorable conditions, I think Shaden Barrow, the patriarch of the Crushed Stone Clan, can help make it. He is also a rune blacksmith, but he doesn't know much about runes." Lange Nilian nodded and said with a wry smile: "Please give us more time, Mr. Baron. Forty pairs of rune armor are too difficult, and some small mountain forts in the Black Mountains do not have that many in stock."

Dwarf rune craftsmanship has always been in a state of demise. After mastering rune magic, the dwarves, who are inherently stubborn, have become more like a stone. Master-level rune blacksmiths with more runes, even some long-bearded dwarves will complain a lot when they come into contact with them. The harsh requirements make the apprentices rune blacksmiths miserable. There are fewer and fewer masters of craftsmanship. Now the leading rune masters are also settled in the big fortress, and the rune weapons and rune armor that have been circulated are becoming more and more rare.

After Lailun and the dwarf rune blacksmith in the domain reached a deal, all the plate armor sent by the emperor of the empire was sent to the dwarf workshop. Inside, through an iron door, the sound of knocking on the anvil all day long continued.

The matters were arranged one by one, and the territory fell into a new round of expansion. In an open space newly planned by the dwarf community, a dwarf winery and a large canteen are being built. The dwarves who settled in Oak Town are all involved, and they are extremely enthusiastic about building The buildings of their own race, almost to the point of frenzy, accelerated without sleep or food, which seemed to bring them closer to the venerable ancestors and gods of the past.

The land planned by the new baronies is more than seven times larger than the original territory. The closer the land is to the Dracowald Forest, the more desolate and remote it is. This does not include the abandoned Wald Castle in the depths of the forest. Among them, otherwise it can increase three or four times more.

In the face of endless greenskins and beastmen, Lallen will always be ordered to kill, only dead orcs are good orcs, wandering robbers and rogue knights are also human, and people will be afraid, and the Baron Draco army has already It left a deep impression on them, and the security in the territory was greatly improved for a while.

Sir Gavin Clinton and Nichols Francis are mainly dealing with the law and order. The two Sirs are authorized by the baron and often take their troops to destroy nearby orc tribes and robber dens. One is for military training, and the other is "subsidy". Family", the thousands of refugees that Emperor Karl Franz promised to send, have now arrived in the first batch, the number is about 1,300, and the Baron Draco has reached an unprecedented number of 4,500 people. A lot of work also means the need to arrange work and mouths to eat. Fortunately, Laren has already prepared.

The autumn harvest grain is stored in the granary expanded three times, enough to support three months of consumption. In order to prevent the possible corruption of the refugees, a group of churches headed by the Sigma Church in Oak Town sent several priests and clerics to check the corruption degree of chaos one by one. .

Once found, those with a lesser degree of corruption will be locked up in the church to remove the corruption, while those who have grown a third arm, horn scales, and a second head with severe corruption are all tied to the stake. Burned to death, none survived.

  Lyren and Sigmar Battle Priest Luther Huss personally led fifty halberdiers and a number of Templars to execute the stake.

Corruption must be eradicated from the source. Even if the Corruptors who still have a trace of humanity on the stake cry hoarsely and struggle to shed blood and tears, the Baron still insists, because these mutants have only one final outcome, becoming Chaos lackeys and bringing death to mortals , their fate is already doomed and cannot be reversed.

As time passed, a heavy rain that lasted for several days completely took away the temperature left in the autumn. The time came to the end of December, and the climate had become very cold. As the winter wheat in the territory was gradually sown, the farmers also began. Entered the period of slack farming.

The Winter Veil Festival was approaching, and the harvest of grain filled the barn. Pittman and the soldiers began to accept the basic grain tax, deducting 30% of the harvest, which made the harvest farmers feel a little loss, but compared to the rest of the empire There are more than a dozen or even more than fifty miscellaneous taxes that are being levied by the localities, and that is terrible.

   At least many people who fled from the Nord Kingdom said that this has been a good year for them.

Relief for work has provided a lot of manpower to the baronies. The logging yard in the north of Oak Town is well-staffed, and the timber is continuously transported. The road works connecting the villages in the territory are also being carried out in an orderly manner. At the same time, A total of more than ten towers were built at the forks of various roads in the baronial territory to ensure the safety of the road and increase control.

The baron also issued a free movement decree, which means that all citizens who have the legal status of the empire in his territory can go out and move freely in the Baron of Draco, speeding up the population exchanges between the five villages, and the emperor sent them About half of the refugees, more than 600 people were resettled in Oak Town, and the remaining more than 600 people were resettled in various villages. A newly opened village along the York River was closer to the Dracowald Forest. , play a certain early warning role.

  The market in Oak Town has doubled, and people who come from afar can almost see most of the goods of the three human kingdoms in the old world, and the best-selling goods of wood elves and dwarves are even hotter.

Jobs are being recruited everywhere, a small half of the buildings in the territory need to be refurbished, textile workshops on the York River east of Oaktown, expanded stables and horse farms, new canals and a larger training ground. The territorial people who do it have work, and the people of the north have become accustomed to the busy life every day. The workshops that do the work need manpower. There is no doubt about the reputation of Baron Laylen, who holds the title of hero of the empire. With his endorsement, no businessman dares to violate it. Promise that the citizens do not need to worry about not being treated fairly, all they need is a fair treatment.

   Among the dozens of jobs, the best job is to be a baron's soldier.

Wearing a full set of chain mail and breastplate, full gauntlets on both arms, and a round helmet decorated with slanted irises on his head, he enjoys the most generous treatment and a decent life. The lads came in droves, almost leveling the threshold of the town hall where Commissioner Pittman was.

  In this way, in late January after the Winter Veil Festival, the Draco Baron army, which had newly expanded to 400 people, began to invest in matters such as maintaining law and order.

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