Lost Narrative Poetry

In the blink of an eye, another half a month has passed.

The whole of Britain seems to be really crumbling and the building is about to collapse. After all, the former kingdom has completely collapsed. It is not even as simple as falling into pieces, but has been completely wiped out in one fell swoop.

All the savings and resources, including the former nobles, princes, and the most elite soldiers have been completely exhausted in the Battle of Kamlan.

So much so that when faced with the invasion of barbarians, the current Britain could not organize any decent resistance at all. Although Arturia was running around and even spread the legend of Knight Lady, she could not do anything by herself. Might be too busy.

The result is natural, she can't save everyone.

But it is precisely because of this that the legend caused by her running around did not attract anyone's attention. Even the foreign peoples who came across the sea did not pay too much attention to this matter, thinking that maybe it was the remnant of the British island. It was just the last tenacious resistance of some knights.

This kind of thing happened from time to time, or it happened everywhere, because there were always some stubborn knights who were unwilling to accept the reality and submit to colonial rule, so they launched quite tenacious resistance.

However, this small setback was within the expectations of the Saxons. They did not expect to swallow the entire island at once, even if King Arthur suddenly passed away and Camelot suddenly fell apart like this good thing.

It’s already very good as it is now——

They can attack steadily and step by step, encroaching on the British people's territory bit by bit, seizing their farmland, occupying their forests and rivers, until the British people are completely wiped out.

As for the sporadic resistance that will be encountered, this is a normal thing, but those so-called knights who are stubborn can't make any trouble at all. Anyway, the strongest round tables have long since fallen apart.

As long as you don't meet heroes who are beyond human beings, who have the protection of the holy sword and are able to single-handedly defeat the legendary dragons and demon pigs, there won't be any problems.

Compared with the turbulent and chaotic Britain as a whole, in sharp contrast is the new hope nurtured deep in the island.

It is an undeveloped wilderness inside the island. Because the dangerous geographical environment has become a natural protective barrier, neither the current Saxons nor the previous Britons have set foot in this area. area.

And without anyone noticing, the Kingdom of Camelot, which was being reborn from the ashes, was being rebuilt here in full swing.

Although there is currently only one town with over ten thousand people, no one would think that it is the prototype of a new kingdom... However, this is the fact, and it is unquestionably the so-called "orthodoxy".

And in this era, Merlin, the only flower magician who can see this matter clearly because of his clairvoyance, is currently being imprisoned in Avalon. He was sentenced without a court session. He was sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of appeal.

In the foreseeable future, I don't know how long it will take before I have a chance to escape.

And in addition, he didn't care at all, and he didn't think about what to do, he just watched with pure curiosity, so there is no one in this era who can prevent this from happening.

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In a forest outside the new city, a brick-burning factory near a clay mine was operating at full capacity, and thick black smoke was rising continuously.

With the help of workers, George worked hard to carry the solid bricks one by one, quickly filled them into the cargo box behind a freight carriage, then quickly got into the driver's seat and picked up the reins. .

The strong packhorse quickly pulled the carriage forward and drove forward along the flat road. He looked back at the brick-burning factory that was emitting black smoke. After thinking about it, he felt that there should be no need to do it every time. He warned his son every time.

That kid is not stupid to this extent, he has always been very clever.

Feeling relieved, he decisively said nothing and drove away without looking back.

He was originally just a farmer in a remote village, but his skills have become somewhat rusty in the past few years. Due to years of ferocious farming, it seems that nothing can be grown on the barren land, which is really disappointing.

He had no choice but to enter the forest and became a hunter. Although there was still no guarantee and instability, an unstable income was better than a stable income at all. In addition, the king had been buying food from Europe through the Knight of the Lake, and the family was having a hard time. Survived.

The situation didn't get much better after that. First, rumors of the princess's infidelity leaked out, and then Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, betrayed the country. Camelot, which was not very good to begin with, seemed to be cursed after that, and it kept moving away. Downhill.

It goes without saying what happened next. The legend of the King of Knights was ended, the kingdom fell apart, and Britain as a whole fell back into the turmoil of blood and fire. When the village was massacred and destroyed, George and his son were saved by the knight Ji who was like a magic weapon descending from the sky.

He couldn't describe his gratitude to that knight girl in words, just like he couldn't describe in words what kind of unparalleled skills the other party used to easily slaughter all the Saxons at that time.

In short, George and his son finally chose to go to the deepest part of the island and start their lives again, just like other villagers.

He originally thought that this would be a very difficult journey, and he would have to start everything over again, break away from civilization, and drink blood like a savage. But as long as we can get away from the war and stay away from the bandit races coming across the sea, it's worth it.

It's just that maybe all the hardships are finally rewarded. From that moment on, everything seemed to be getting better.

That powerful knight girl seems to be the lord of this place. With the assistance of a wise magician, she manages everything in a neat and orderly manner. Everything is arranged rigorously and orderly, whether it is a spacious road, Or a clean floor, or a tidy house...

Whether it has been built, is being reclaimed, or has just begun planning, it can make people feel that the lord has already made arrangements, and thus gives people unspeakable hope.

There are arrangements for everyone, and even the disabled can do some work within their capabilities. People will not be abandoned because they are worthless. Of course, in this case, no one dares to try to be lazy and slippery.

Trying to be the first to try something like this requires no brainers.

After a short training and assault training, George was quickly and proficiently trained, so he was assigned to manage a recently built brick factory. He and his son worked hard to lead a group of workers to produce bricks at full capacity every day. piece.

There are many people like him, and they have been assigned to various novel jobs, not only brick-burning factories, but also sawmills, smelting plants, etc. He never thought that there would be so many novelties. s things.

Moreover, things in the production field can actually be centralized through a unit like a "factory", and then unified planning of production, distribution and dispatch of various materials is something he has never thought about before.

However, the effect is very significant. After all, only by concentrating efforts can we accomplish great things. During this period, although the number of people in the town has just exceeded 10,000, the productivity that it has exploded has directly exceeded any large city-state in Britain in the past.

Although George didn't quite understand this, he could sincerely feel the thriving vitality, and therefore became even more motivated to devote himself to construction and production, racing against time to build a beautiful home.

He didn't know or understand many things, and they all felt very novel, but he could see with his own eyes that the town was changing day by day, increasing in size at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all aspects of materials were growing rapidly.

These are places that can make people feel at ease, especially in this precarious era, they are even more valuable.

This is how people's hearts and order are gathered bit by bit.

But George also knew that those novel things that he didn't understand often played a big role, just like the bricks and cement he was responsible for could be used to build stronger and stronger houses.

The same goes for other things. The magician who is in charge of everything naturally has his uses.

Just like those magic puppets called "golems" that have appeared recently, many of them are made from the large amounts of clay and rocks they mine. They are not only extremely powerful, but also very patient. They can be said to be the most ideal guards or Worker.

As the carriage moved forward, the outline of the town surrounded by tall log fences could be seen ahead, and George could just see a group of tall figures walking back and forth on the road ahead.

Those magic puppets called "golems" have been increasing in number since their appearance, and they have begun to take over the most arduous related tasks, such as road construction and mining, which has greatly increased efficiency.

At the beginning, George still felt very distrustful of these terrible puppets——

After all, with a body that is three meters tall and made of materials, the weight alone can crush a horse to death. The weight of a fist is close to a hundred pounds. The solid body is as hard as stone and can withstand the damage of a sword... …

If this kind of thing suddenly went crazy, it would be a disaster. George's thoughts were normal, just like modern people's fear of certain machines.

However, after discovering the efficiency of these magic puppets, everyone fell in love with these golems... After all, who wouldn't like a working machine that is powerful, does not complain, does not complain, and can continue to operate?

It is said that as long as there is one such golem, it is equivalent to adding the efficiency and speed of twenty people or seven mules at once.

It's a pity that this is a creation that only the magician can make. Most people probably have no chance to get such a magic puppet...

After driving past the group of golems and onto a smoother road, George subconsciously looked at the plains on both sides of the city and found that the cultivated land was indeed much larger than what he had seen the day before.

There are many people and golems busy digging ditches for irrigation there, and miraculously, a large green area has appeared, and many wheat seedlings have actually grown.