If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

The only thing that made Roman unhappy was that Garin still didn't come down the mountain.

If he wanted to live a hermit life, let him go. Someone had accompanied him in the mountains before. Now it's impossible.

Now he is the only one left.

Humans are social creatures. Those who live alone are either gods or beasts.

Roman looked at Garin and thought he was a human with social needs.

He didn't believe that old man could stay for long.

He first asked the two to wash and tidy up, put on clean clothes, cut their messy hair, and shave their stubble. When they looked brand new, Roman handed the two steel swords forged by Lux to them.

No enchantment, but tempered by thousands of hammers!

Dick's sword is a classic knight's sword with a cross guard, a straight blade, and quite wide.

But Jet's sword is different. It is a thin sword with a narrow blade, extremely high toughness, and extremely sharp.

The difference between the two swords made Jet's heart stagnate.

But he could not see anything more from Roman's red eyes and calm face, so he had to accept this rapier that was most suitable for him.

His original sword was unusable and tattered. More importantly, it was not his sword, but he had robbed it from the Cangyue Kingdom to conceal his identity.

But in the eyes of this new lord, all his disguises and disguises seemed useless.

Jet felt a sense of fear and respect for no reason.

He felt that this young lord did have some strange power.

The two extraordinary people who got the brand new equipment knelt on one knee and kissed the back of Roman's hand, and quickly completed this simple and short loyalty ceremony.

Kao stood by and looked at them enviously. He was not qualified now, and the trainees did not have the basic conditions to become a war knight.

But he knew that Roman had high hopes for him, and he would let Aaron and Green take him to train every day.

His training was different from that of the guards.

He trained real fighting methods, while the guards had to train military posture and demeanor. Roman attached great importance to discipline and made everyone become a whole.

After 100 soldiers were dispersed, they had to reorganize the team in the shortest possible time. No matter how badly they were, they could not lose their basic combat capabilities. Four or five people could reorganize the formation and launch a counterattack when they gathered together.

These requirements were extremely difficult to achieve and required a long training time.

At first, the guards spent half a day training just to complete the collective command to turn right. They could forget it the next day. It was extremely difficult to engrave these things into their bones. Only pain and sweat could make them form instinctive reactions.

Roman was not in a hurry. He did not have high requirements for the army now.

He appointed Jet as the chief instructor of the guards and Dick as the deputy instructor and part-time knight teacher.

Not only the guards, but also Aaron and Green were included in the training.

But farming was the priority at the moment.

…

Today is the 145th day since Roman came to Sige Town.

Summer farming races against time. Roman also led a farming team responsible for 1,000 acres of land.

But I don’t know if it was because of the pressure on the farmers that they actually completed the deep plowing and sowing tasks one day ahead of schedule.

Roman was relieved and gave them a day off.

He also took time out to work with Jet to develop a basic training plan for the future army.

Jet's talent is [standardization] and his skill is [military training].

He may not know how to farm, but he knows how to train an army.

For the queues and physical training that Roman mentioned, Jet only took a few days to master them and understand their intentions.

These training methods are very advanced - for the current era.

Because Roman does not want a conscripted army, but a standing army, a professional army.

As long as the army is formed, it will be a dimensionality reduction strike for most nobles.

What Roman wants is to quickly build an army that is both extremely disciplined and extremely powerful.

Phalanx march, queue assembly, 100-meter sprint, long-distance cross-country...

One training project after another was formed in the discussion between the two.

It was on this day.

A canoe floated to the dock of Sger Town. Carrying Daken, who had not been seen for two months.

He looked much more dejected, haggard, with dark eye sockets, and he looked like he hadn't slept well for many days.

Roman met Daken at the Origin Manor.

"I haven't seen you for two months. I'm still waiting for you to send me slaves." He had a calm expression, his back straight, and his arms resting on the armrests.

After realizing that the slave trader had not appeared for a long time, Roman had expected it.

Most likely something happened.

He didn't hang himself on a tree.

In fact, he asked Morey last month to stop purchasing livestock and bring him a large number of slaves when he came to Sig Town next time.

During this period of time, the small merchant ships passing through Sig Town have brought him dozens of slaves intermittently.

It's just that the overall efficiency is not as high as Daken.

Sig Town has a bad geographical advantage.

If the running tracks of all merchants in the entire land are regarded as a huge trade network, then the location of Sig Town is only next to the edge of this trade network.

Business is not developed here.

No one even named this basin—only the Grand Duke of Split Armor had the right to do so, but he did not do so. Even the map of the Black Iron Kingdom did not have the name of the town of Sger.

This is truly a nameless place.

If the tributary of the Bro River had not rushed through the Silver Dragon Canyon, there would not even be a caravan coming to the town of Sige. This place would have become a completely isolated paradise, with mountains enough to block all traffic.

Every place needs to develop.

Among them, population is the top priority.

Daken's face was pale, as if he had lost his parents. It seemed that he had suffered a great blow and no longer had the spirit of the past.

"Lord Roman, I originally prepared 700 slaves for you, but something went wrong halfway..."

He exchanged all the more than 10,000 kilograms of salt transported from Sige Town for golden coins.

Because of the turbulent times, the gold coins he exchanged were more than he expected, more than 70 gold coins.

He spared no effort to exchange these gold coins for slaves and rented five cargo ships in the Bay Port.

He spent a long time and bought 700 slaves.

He was full of joy and fantasized about transporting these slaves to Sige Town.

When those gold coins were doubled and his worth was raised to more than 100 gold coins!

As expected, an accident happened.

In order to save time, he took the risk of going through the Jiehai.

As long as he passed through that inland sea, he could save at least 10 days of travel.

This was a great temptation for commercial transportation.

When those slave ships were sailing in the Jiehai.

Then they were robbed by Arctic pirates.

Those guards he hired who seemed to be strong and brave surrendered without even making a decent resistance.

Because the Arctic pirates were stronger and braver than them.