Ride and Cut

The reputation system is exactly the same as the original game, but the problem is that the scale of the real world is much larger than the game setting.

In Calradia in the game, there are less than a hundred villages in total, and a group of small lords with hundreds or even dozens of troops fight back and forth, and a thousand people defending it can be called an impenetrable city. There are no big fish in the pond. In this environment, the so-called generation of heroes can be heard by hundreds of thousands of people. The prestige blessing they get is enough for them to command hundreds of troops and beat their peers.

In reality, the Pompeii nobles' civil wars were more than this scale.

The land under the feet spreads in all directions to an unimaginable distance, including icy snowy regions, hot southern countries, dry deserts, wet swamps, vast flat plains, and undulating 100,000 mountains.

On this vast territory, each of the three major countries controls tens of millions of people, and can mobilize tens of thousands of standing troops at any time, and even exceed half a million after full mobilization. There are also large and small vassal states and duchies. The total human population can steadily exceed 100 million. There are 300,000 permanent residents in Winter City alone, and Cologne, which Richard is more familiar with, is similar in size.

The above are only human beings. The various other intelligent races may not be as prosperous as human beings, but they must not be underestimated.

If Calradia is a pond, it can only accommodate small fishes that are inches long. Then this place can almost be called a vast ocean, with countless big fish and even giant whales surviving and swimming.

As long as Li Cha has a little nickname, the number of people who have heard of his deeds will easily exceed 100,000. The reputation gained from this can be called a massive amount according to system standards, and the increase in quota brought about is solid.

Dragon slaying has always been the most talked about topic.

After the Battle of Winter City was over and the Pompeii army returned home, the popular stories began to spread at a popular speed. From the moment Li Cha cut off the undead dragon under the eyes of everyone, his story began to spread like a plague, and at the same time became more and more exaggerated and bizarre. For a while, Li Cha was in the limelight, abruptly raising the system quota from less than five hundred to over three thousand!

When Buckland heard the number three thousand, his first reaction was to reach out and touch Richard's forehead to see if he was burnt out, but he was slapped open.

"Five thousand? Do you have money? The army burns money, you don't understand this truth." The old white tiger snapped his fingers and began to count each item: "Although the dwarves and centaur artisans can produce their own ordnance, the coal needed for smelting has to be purchased with money. This is now our main cash expenditure."

"Newly recruit more than 2,000 fighters, and the population must increase by at least 10,000. More than 10,000 people have to eat. If it is a strong warrior race, they must still be big-bellied men. One can eat ten..."

When Buckland said this, Hurt touched his nose in embarrassment. Speaking of a big appetite, anyone who tries to compete with the centaur in the entire Alpine Fort, except for the Skaldi Dragon, will bring shame on himself.

"Then we must buy food from outside. Spring is about to start, and it is the time when the price of food is the most expensive. And this winter is too cold, wheat in many places has been frozen to death, and the price of food will only be more expensive than in previous years, not cheaper!" The old white tiger slapped the table, and his chubby round face was full of momentum at the moment. "With our current financial situation, let alone three thousand, even three hundred will not be able to support it!"

"Can't we clear more land and graze more livestock?" Annie asked.

"It will take at least three years in the fall. The livestock will need time to expand their herds, and the land will need time to mature to produce a harvest." Buckland sneered, "Respected Lord Richard, a standing army of 3,000 men is simply unnecessary for us. In my opinion, maintaining the current scale is enough to ensure the safety of the Alpine Fort."

"What does Yushu mean?" The lord heard a very strange word.

"You don't think that the wasteland can be turned into farmland immediately after being reclaimed, do you?" The old white tiger shook his head again and again, "The newly reclaimed land will not have much harvest in the first two years, and it will take two or three years of cultivation before the yield will gradually increase. This is called ripening."

"Isn't the soil fertilization technique not enough?" Richard still remembered this spell mastered by the troll shaman. After all, farming was an instinct hidden deep in his soul.

"Yes, but the problem is that only one shaman has awakened this spell, so there is no way to take care of too many fields." Buckland picked up a snow-white cotton napkin and wiped his mouth. "Besides, this spell has been almost lost since the fall of the Physiocratic School. General Hum Ha Er may be the last seedling. General Hum Ha Er can awaken the Soil Fertilization Art. From the perspective of spell inheritance, it has great benefits; but it has little effect on the grain production of the entire Alpine Castle."

"Can't the arms trade make money?" The lord continued to ask unwillingly.

The Ripper's fighters had already been equipped with all the equipment before he left for the expedition, which means that in the past few months after he left, the craftsmen were all preparing the goods needed for trade, and it stands to reason that they should have opened their doors long ago. With the reputation and craftsmanship of dwarf craftsmen, as long as they open their doors, there should be no possibility of losing money.

"Make money." Buckland spread his hands and rolled his eyes, "but making money is not a gold mine. Do you know what the concept of three thousand standing troops is?"

"Trade can bring more than 2,000 gold coins per month to Alpine Fort." Annie talked about commerce and gold coins without hesitation. "It's much less than expected. The main reason is that since Alpine Fort became the overlord of the wilderness, it has unintentionally acted as the arbiter of order for the surrounding natives. The intensity of fighting between them has decreased, and there is no need for high-quality weapons as before."

"The problem is that we are too strong?" Li Cha couldn't laugh or cry, this causal cycle really made him never think of it.

Two thousand gold coins per month is an astronomical figure that can wake up from a dream for a general pioneer lord, or even a viscount. But trying to maintain a standing army of 3,000 people is obviously not enough.

"Alpine Fort is so big now, do you think it's so easy to operate?" Buckland smiled with a sure chance of winning.

Li Cha was ashamed, he really didn't care much about these chores, although the old white tiger always complained, but he was indeed a good at government affairs.

"How much money can do a lot of things." The old white tiger slowly picked up the teacup, and took a sip unhurriedly, "Don't always think about eating to become a fat man."

"Money?" Li Cha laughed proudly, the depression just now was swept away, and the blind man could see that this guy was full of pride, "Gold coins are nothing but dung, that thing is too vulgar."

Buckland rolled his eyes, looking at him as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.