Knight of the Light

The tired service horse panted, his feet soft and slippery. Overnight labor consumes too much energy, and it cannot pull a heavy carriage.

The driver pulled his whip up, his whip tip crackling in the air, and he couldn't bear to pull it down. Big animals are more expensive than human beings and must be treated well.

The dwarf witch doctor ran on short legs to the carriage. He glanced at the condition of the horse and shouted at the other side of the road, "Nar, this horse is almost dead."

"Damn, you **** should go to hell. Even animals shouldn't be abused like this."

The stout female druid cursed and ran over. She used the magic technique to pacify the animal, quieted the horse, and quickly removed the halter and harness from the horse, and pulled it to the side of the road to rest.

"This old-style carriage is not easy to use and consumes too much horsepower." Naer appeased the service horse and brought it food and water. "We need to replace all the new frames, pull more and save effort . "

"It is not easy to modify the carriage. It is said that the forging plant in Harmony Village can now only forge two qualified axles a day. Victor provides enough bearings."

Old Bogg asked someone to push the stopped carriage to the side of the road, so that subsequent carriages could continue to drive towards the ‘rich and strong collar’ outside the cold wind city. As the team passed, the ground shook slightly, and he stood aside and laughed.

"We made it this time, and really made it. Victor, this genius, took a pile of platinum coins to copy the centennial accumulation of others. I bet that the **** was absolutely uneasy. The platinum coins he used to pay were definitely worthless. . "

The dwarf witch doctor danced and danced with joy.

Todd happened to pass by and heard the words curse: "Old Bog, how can you say that? Victor is our friend. You are an insult to the asshole. This is clearly worse than assault."

The orcs and dwarfs were laughing, and even Nal followed. They were all old friends who followed Zhou Qingfeng in the Black Forest and witnessed the miracle of the bad boy's rise all the way.

"The new carriage is really easy to use." Naer soothed the tired service horse, sighing with satisfaction: "I have seen a lot of horses exhausted during transportation. They are really pathetic. Victor got them Bearings are indeed a good thing. "

Without high-strength steel and precise machining capabilities, bearings are not stubborn for foreign artisans. Old-style carriages use bulky and huge wheels, which are far inferior to Arcie's improved bearing frame.

The latter is light and sturdy, and it is not a contemporary product at all.

"Victor has a lot of good things in his hands, otherwise it would not be possible to run to Cold Wind City to take advantage." Old Borg pointed to the road. "In the Voodoo Marsh, I dare not imagine thousands of people to repair What a scene the road is. "

It's about five kilometers from 'Fu Qiangling' to Cold Wind City. These five kilometers of roads are potty, and Fabro has never repaired it in the past. After Zhou Qingfeng became the lord, he immediately demanded that this bad road be rebuilt.

‘To get rich, build the road first. ’

Cold Wind City is the largest city within tens of kilometers. Zhou Qingfeng needs the market and trading system here.

Two thousand refugees were organized to contract five kilometers of roads in blocks. Filling silt, draining, paving, compacting, there are special builders in Cold Wind City, hired to plan and direct.

There is not much technical content in building a dirt road. Instead, it is more difficult for two thousand people to eat and wear warm clothes. Zhou Qingfeng grabbed long-legged grain cloth in his left hand, and used his right hand to solicit labor.

Old Borg is also responsible for the medical treatment of coolies, which is a great benefit-the nobles of Cold Wind City absolutely do not do this. Instead of organizing the work of the poor in the territory, they will drive and even loot the population in the territory.

In contrast, Victor Hugo requires skilled workers who have worked for many years. He cares about the life and death of the people in his territory, just like a saint.

The area of ​​five kilometers outside the city is an area of ​​wasteland without any trace of reclamation. On both sides of the road are wetlands with a lot of water, or wild slopes covered with one-man weeds.

Such a large area of ​​soil is contaminated with dirt, and ants, water snakes, mice and other creatures that spread disease are growing. They are theoretically private to the long-legged family and have never been developed.

Old Borg pointed at both sides of the road.

"Victor said that there is no absolute power in Cold Wind City, and an inefficient parliamentary rule will definitely form next.

Outside the city is currently a vacuum zone, and it would be too wasteful for us not to occupy it. He wanted to build roads here, burn waste water, and reclaim thousands of acres of farmland. "

For someone else, you must find it ridiculous. However, the road construction team of two thousand people could rebuild five kilometers of roads for at least one month. No one would dare to say that Zhou Qingfeng could not reconstruct more land.

"The long-legged family has been in the cold wind city for hundreds of years, and they haven't completed it." Naar sighed. "If it can be transformed here, there will be tens of thousands of acres of land for wealth and power. Victor's power will change. It's very powerful. "

"Victor has always looked down on the aristocrats in the city." Todd stood by the side of the road with arms folded and said disdainfully: "He often scolds the nobles of Coldwind City as stupid pigs, and said that this is an insult to pigs."

Old Borg continued pointing at a river in the distance. "Victor said he would build dams along the river bank, use water power to build mills, sawmills, and irrigation watermills. He would also use water power to repair the blast furnace. To build a new forge.

He wants to use the 100-year-old accumulation of the long-legged family, use it, spend it, consume it, and replace it with thousands of people, farmland and buildings in the territory. He has to build roads, farmland, houses, medical houses, schools, and many things.

He wants the people on this land to have a smile, a savings, and a family surplus. This idea is very big, really big. I have never heard anyone consider such a grand cause. If it was done, it would be really exciting. "

A new type of carriage passed the road and stopped at the road construction site. The wooden barrels pulled from the carriage contained freshly baked bread and broth. The aroma of food flares out, which evokes people's appetite.

The refugees on the construction site stopped work in batches to rest and queued to get food in front of the carriage. These people, who were still waiting outside the city for a long time, are now a trained labor force.

Hahaha ..., Lao Borg pointed at the refugees and laughed: "Look, those guys who saw the whip at the camp. They all know that they need to follow the order."

With money, materials, sufficient manpower, and reliable management, plus an aggressive Lord Lord, the glorious future is fully anticipated.

Zhou Qingfeng stood on the high wall, and wanted to describe his mood at the moment with strong words. The long-legged family gave him a big gift. Whether the other party was willing or not, he was willing to use a large amount of platinum coins to express his gratitude.

The north is very poor, the cold wind city is even poorer, and the Black Forest is poor. But in such a poor place, the wealth of the nobles was unexpectedly rich.

"These wealthy people are all **** mischievous people. They have accumulated so much wealth that they don't take out flowers. They deserve to die." Zhou Qingfeng was excited and cursed again.

Hundreds of carriages were transported back and forth overnight, and the property sold by the long-legged family could not be transported. This is the result of excluding all real estate, as long as Zhou Qingfeng can use the expendable supplies immediately.

"If these **** can buy half of the family's output to buy people's hearts, they can at least double the number of knights and wizards. More than just being easily disturbed by me, more than being in such a situation?

The long-legged family sold the grain for more than five years. Because of the poor storage conditions, the aged grains are moldy and can only be used to feed livestock.

But in this way, the nobles of Cold Wind City did not mean to help the poor in the slightest. They even forget what's in their warehouse. So much so that they opened the dusty warehouse doors full of rat and rat roaming around.

The gap between the nobility and the pariah is too deep and too deep to be bridged. The aristocrats were just like magpies, and even if the things in hand were broken and rotten, they would not take out alms.

The core people and property of the long-legged family left Cold Wind City. The "rebellious" old Arad, staring at them eagerly, both sides are wary and may turn their faces at any time.

The tide blew from outside the city walls, scraping the litter and floating soil scattered on the ground, flipping the wizard's robes and the knight's armor. The two sides facing each other looked stern and moved slowly.

The old long-legged body was placed on a separate carriage and he will be returned to the family cemetery for burial. Phils followed his father's body on long legs and turned to look at the wall.

Even at a distance of a hundred meters, the two sides of the city wall still saw each other's faces clearly. The last words of his father's death echoed in Phils's mind ...

"The enemy is very strong and really strong. You cannot despise. You will not fail. You must not fail. Because the loser will be punished by God, either Frost Wrath or Darkness. One of you will have to face. "