On the northwest side of Tyre, more than 300 civilians were wielding shovels and other tools that could collect the snow, and the snow was piled up in the designated position one by one, and then the same number of civilians began to tamp the snow, as if paving a road, layer after layer.

Raul, Zelgaon led the new militia captain to carefully inspect the tamped snow, and then, buckets of water were evenly poured on it, and after waiting for more than twenty minutes, Raul began to kick the snow that began to be soaked with water and frozen by the cold wind.

Feeling the pain in the toes in the leather boots, Raul nodded with satisfaction, and then, looking at some of the team members beside him who were carefully protecting the boots, he frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Kick hard, we are only the first inspection, and then there will be people led by Tyr to come to check, do you want the lord to be ashamed?" ”

"But, but, these are new boots!"

The team member said reluctantly.

For the original Defendi Lord, it seems to be rich, but it is definitely a very small number of people, the vast majority of civilians are far less than the civilians of other realms, in addition to the layers of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes formulated by the original Baron Defendi, they also have to bear the corresponding labor - the excavation of iron ore is the most important part, and some crafts are to smash the original iron ore into iron ingots.

Of course, this is not a penny.

Even, some civilians who couldn't pay taxes directly lost their status as free people, and were directly moved into the two iron ore manors as slaves of the Defendi family, creating wealth for the Defendi family like cattle and horses. until he dies.

And the civilians who were able to stay in the town of Derfendi were no better, at most they were struggling to support.

So let's not say it's new leather boots. Even if it is a new cotton shoe and cloth shoe, it is worth rejoicing and protecting for these civilians of the original Fendi collar.

"New boots, also from the lord...... Unlike the previous Fendi, the current lord and lord are definitely an upright nobleman! None of the lords have promised us that they have broken their promises to us—those who have been hanged, those who have been beheaded, and our looted savings. It's all done for us one by one! And because of this, the lord is in more trouble, don't we need to do our part? ”

Raul asked rhetorically, looking at his teammates.

"Of course. We're not ungrateful! ”

Suddenly, many young people replied loudly.

And the team member who used to take care of his boots, after a moment of silence, began to kick and beat these 'snow walls' with all his might.

People around. It's as if I've been infected. They all used their strength to feed.

Because, they clearly remember what their lord said-

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

The time lasted from morning to noon, and some women appeared carrying bags or baskets, and the steaming heat came out of those bags and baskets. With the unique aroma of food.

"It's time to eat!"

Raul walked over and shouted at the crowd.

Then. The civilians led by Zelgang temporarily put down their work and walked over in a very orderly manner, and then lined up according to the queue they belonged to.

As for the sights of wanting to cut the queue or make a mess, it didn't happen at all.

Of course, in the first two days, there were.

However, when Dean announced that the food of those who cut in line and crowded was halved, and that the queue was the same, all the civilians remembered the rules when eating.

Although there were some stumbles at first, after three or five times, I slowly got used to it.

"White bread and bacon sausage!"

A cheer appeared in the front crowd, and the civilians in the back were stunned for a moment, and then, subconsciously, they wanted to move their feet; However, he immediately reacted and stopped abruptly.

A few even fell because of this.

However, when he saw that he did not mess up the formation, and the militiamen supervising next to him did not say anything, he immediately got up with a smile and patted the snow on his body a few times, and honestly stood in his own queue, waiting for the people in front of him to take away their own food, and then it was their turn.

The team moved forward slowly, although the words were inevitable, but they were all so orderly.

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

The appearance of the 'Ice Castle' was naturally unusual for her, a lady who grew up in the south, especially after feeling the solidity that was no less than a rock, which made her heart throb a little more - if such an 'Ice Castle' could also appear in the south, then how much Kimpton could be saved by arranging various defense lines and sentry posts.

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

The difference in climate between the north and the south makes it impossible to accomplish such a thing.

Moreover, even in the north, in places like Tyre, these 'ice castles' cannot exist all year round, at least in June and July, when the weather gradually warms up, they will melt.

That's enough, though.

After all, these 'ice castles' appeared only to deal with the crisis in front of them.

Compared to the 'Ice Castle' that was just to deal with a temporary crisis, the civilians in front of me, who were formerly Fendi Territory and now Zelgang Territory, were not like this.

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

"All are soldiers!"

Such a thought, after seeing the queue of civilians for the first time two days ago, appeared in the heart of the Grand Duke Sword Master.

That kind of queue is completely a military formation.

Although it is only a prototype, it has an extraordinary significance for the Grand Duke Swordsman-because as long as he maintains this progress, trains for a few more weeks, and learns some combat skills, these civilians are qualified militiamen, and if they are trained in depth for a while, they are real soldiers.

"But it's really too extravagant!"

Thinking about the situation after that, the Grand Duke's swordsman sighed again.

Witnessing these civilians go from not knowing anything to now understanding queues, understanding concepts such as collective action, she knew how much Dean was spending.

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

However, it is only with such investment that we can gain the true love of these civilians.

Keeping his promise, he brought back the heads and savings of the mercenaries who had plundered them.

Personally strong, one person took out a bandit equivalent to a local knight order.

Honest and kind, he loves the civilians in every territory, and his clothes and food are pasted as if he doesn't need money.

The chief swordsman of the Grand Duke knows very well that it will not take long for such a lord to be able to manage a territory like an iron plate, and it is completely impossible to splash water.

And once something happens, you only need to climb up and shout, and you can instantly gather an objective source of troops.

If, in terms of calculation, these civilians have received military training in the true sense, the combat effectiveness of this force of troops can be raised by a few points.

"Dean. Willing. Zelgang ...... Are you doing this in preparation? Still on the lookout for something? ”

The Grand Duke's swordsman thought silently.

……

Outside the territory of Tyre, at the junction of snowy forests and dense forests.

At this moment, it has been regarded as the front line, and tents began to appear on the side of the Tyre Collar, layers of fences and antlers tightly wrapped the whole camp, and groups of patrols took turns to pass by, and in the middle of the camp, a swallowtail flag painted with green gems on a white background was waving in the cold wind.

Under the banner, groups of heavily armed soldiers stood there silently, their indifferent expressions and unwavering eyes made Baron Tyre on the side softly admire.

"Although it's not the first time I've seen it, every time I see the Knights of the Northland, I can't help but be envious!"

Baron Tyre's gaze swept over the soldiers standing in front of him, and said again.

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

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

In fact, Dean was also very envious of the order owned by the Marquis Vauban family, although there were only two great knights in high-end combat power, one was the son of the Marquis Vauban family: Richard. Vauban ; One was Ferrer, one of the six Grand Knights of Vaubana; However, the fifteen knights under him, who were already in the state of these soldiers, were all envied by Dean.

Elite soldiers!

This is the best evaluation for the Northland Knights, who have completely banned it.

Moreover, just judging by the breath of Tongguò, Dean can be sure that these soldiers are definitely not fancy, but real soldiers of a hundred battles.

Every one of them is a blood-stained person.

"The security around Vauban is so good, and it is clear that these soldiers have contributed a lot...... Moreover, the auctions of the old marquis can always attract enough coveted people to use as sparring partners! ”

Dean, who was thinking to himself, once again had a clear understanding of the old marquis's private auction.

"Baron Tyre, Lord Zelgaon!"

A voice sounded, and a man in full armor walked over.

The bridge of the nose is high, the cheeks are slightly narrow, and the face of the old marquis is seven or eight points similar, but it is more heroic, the long aristocratic hair that should have been shawled is only a layer against the scalp, and under the faint brown, the same brown eyes are with the unique tenacity and strength of a soldier.

"Captain Richard!"

Dean and Baron Tyre stood up and greeted them.

Richard. Vauban was the only son of the old Marquis.

One of Dean's former comrades-in-arms.

PS The first more ~~

Today's decadent and all kinds of busyness, I was almost too busy to say that it was half past five when I got home, and I quickly started coding the manuscript after changing my clothes......

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