Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

The next morning, in the castle restaurant, Narant enjoyed a hearty breakfast-white bread and bacon.

Although the taste of bacon cooked without a dedicated chef is not very good, and the white bread will be a bit harsh, but it is undeniable that it is the greatest luck in the world to eat these every day.

"Sir, the team is ready and ready to go!" As the breakfast drew to a close, Butler Thomas came to the restaurant to report.

"Let's go then!"

The biggest crisis has been temporarily lifted, and the next step is to find a way to develop your own territory.

The first step is to inspect the territory to get to know the Storm Leader.

Although Storm Territory is a 'land of doom', it is also a true baronial territory, equivalent to an area the size of a town in a previous life.

"I've seen adults!" In the vestibule, Vivian and Quick, each with five subordinates, have been waiting for a long time.

Nodding to the crowd, Narant rolled over directly.

Today, it is not the miscellaneous horse 'Little Flower', but the real warhorse left by Anthony.

The whole body of the war horse is white, and it stands up to two meters high. It will become the exclusive mount of the lord in the future.

As for Anthony, the corpse has been taken away for cremation, and the unified caliber to the outside world is that it was killed by dark creatures. After a while, Narant will send someone back to Tulip Fort.

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The villagers in Maiye Village woke up late today, because last night was the night of the meteor shower, and they also saw a large meteor shower falling on the territory.

So last night, the serfs dragged their families and ran to the distant woods to hide, but to their surprise, the dark creatures they imagined did not appear.

It was not until the middle of the night that the puzzled serfs returned home one after another.

After eating a few bites of black bread soaked in hot water that could smash people to death, the serfs began to go out to work in the fields.

But before they walked out of the door, they saw a mighty team coming from the entrance of the village.

Walking in the forefront was a tall horse with a young man in a silk dress sitting on the horse, and behind it was a carriage and more than ten guards.

Noble lord!

When the serfs saw this, they immediately retracted their bodies into the house, while those serfs who were already walking on the road quickly got into the alley.

"This is the largest village in my territory?" The team was naturally Narant and his guards. They came to the entrance of Maiye Village. Seeing the desolate appearance of the village, Narant had some doubts about life.

Dirty, muddy and smelly streets, crumbling thatched cottages full of holes, even in Africa in previous lives, I am afraid they are rare.

The only commendable thing is that the main road of this village is very wide, but although the streets are wide, there are spilled excrement everywhere on the ground, and who knows the foul stench.

"Sanitary conditions must be improved!" Narant couldn't stand the worst habit in the world, and silently wrote it down in his heart.

Afterwards, the team moved on, and Narant finally looked at the serfs.

However, he felt a little speechless when he saw that the serfs started to hide like frightened groundhogs.

It's just that it is normal for serfs to be afraid of nobles, because they are used to being oppressed by nobles, and fear has become a natural reaction.

"Lord Narant is inspecting the territory, you don't have to come out and salute!"

Seeing such a situation, Quick finally couldn't help but shouted sharply at the serfs.

With Quick's voice, the serfs finally flinched and walked out of the house, kneeling on the ground to offer their greetings: "See... I have seen the lord!"

These serfs were all dressed in similar clothes, all of them were tattered linen gowns, most of them were barefoot, and only a few young serfs had tattered straw sandals under their feet.

"Get up!" Narant hung up a smile, trying to make himself appear as close to the people as possible.

The serfs bowed their heads and stood up after they were allowed. At this time, Quick pointed to the carriage in the queue and spoke again.

"Have you seen the two skeletons on the carriage? These are the two powerful dark creatures that attacked the Storm Territory last night! They are the Headless Horseman and Hell Hound! Lord Narant, in order to protect you, personally took the They beheaded!"

"God's grace has enveloped you, Storm Land will no longer be a land of doom, but will become a land of abundance and stability under the leadership of the great Lord Narant!"

"Cheer, the citizens of the Storm Territory! There will be someone to protect you from now on!"

This line is specially customized by Thomas for Narant to patrol the territory. This is a routine operation of noble lords. By showing their great achievements, they achieve the purpose of ruling and appeasing the people.

After hearing the shouting, the serfs couldn't help but raise their heads a little.

"Ah, it's really the bones of dark creatures, no wonder we didn't encounter dark creatures last night!"

"This lord is too powerful. It seems that Baron Dock was killed by the hellhound!"

"Yeah, this lord is too powerful!"

As the remains on the carriage came into view, the serfs finally figured out why they saw a large meteor shower last night, but no dark creatures came.

For a moment, the serfs forgot their fear and began to whisper!

Every time a dark creature invades, it is not the lords who suffer the most, but their citizens.

Stormwind used to have a population of tens of thousands, but the dark creatures invaded again and again, and the population is now one out of ten. No wonder they are so excited.

Hearing the words complimenting his own adults from time to time, Quick was very satisfied, so he continued.

"These two skeletons are not all, except for the death knight and hellhound, under the leadership of the lord, the guards also eliminated twenty-six skeleton soldiers, the bones of the skeleton soldiers are now stacked outside the castle, you can always Go and pay homage!"

"The Lord is mighty!"

"Thank you Lord Lord!"

After listening to the latter sentence, the serfs fell to their knees one after another.

"This routine is really easy to use!" Seeing the change in the attitude of the serfs, Narant couldn't help but praise this routine.

"Okay, my subjects, now I allow you to leave. You can go to work in the fields, or you can go outside the castle to see the skeletons of the skeleton soldiers!" Satisfied, Narant waved his hand and motioned to the serfs. dissolve.

"Thank you, Lord!" Afterwards, the serfs were scattered, some returned to the house, and others headed towards the castle.

The serfs dispersed, and Narant and his party continued on their way.

"Vivian, do you know how many people there are in Maiye Village?" Population is also an essential factor for development.

Although Maiye Village is dilapidated, Narant is relieved that the scale is not small.

"Sorry sir, I don't know how many people there are in Maiye Village, but there should be a thousand people. I heard that Maiye Village was a small town a long time ago." Vivian replied respectfully. .

"Well, was it a small town before? Then go and call the mayor of Maiye Village!" Narant nodded.

Originally, it was the first time the lord visited the territory, and all the villagers had to gather in advance to meet and wait. Thomas also proposed last night.

However, Narant vetoed the proposal. Such ostentation is useless, and it is in his best interest to let the serfs work hard to cultivate.

Soon, a guard was sent to look for the village chief, and Narant came to the center of Maiye Village, where there was a large square.

Seeing this square, Narant was sure that Maiye Village was indeed a small town before, because the street with a width of five or six meters plus a square is a standard only for small towns.

Five or six minutes later, the village chief of Maiye Village was brought in.

However, the appearance of the village chief was even more 'arrogant' than Narant, and he actually appeared on the stage lying down.

"Little...little man...see...have seen the lord!"

"What's going on?" Seeing the village chief of Maiye Village who was struggling to get up and ready to salute, Narant was a little strange.

"Sir...this..."

In the face of Narant's inquiry, the few serfs who came with the village chief knelt on the ground and did not dare to say a word, and even the young guards who went to find the village chief were a little hesitant.

"Sir, the village chief must be too hungry!" It was Vivian who took the initiative to answer.

"Huh?" After all, he was the head of a village, and those serfs didn't starve to death. How could he be so hungry? Narant was even more puzzled.

"My lord... A few days ago, Lord Anthony said that the lord ordered the collection of food, and the village chief went to ask for mercy if he could collect it again next season... Because the count of the last season had already collected the tax... Finally, the village chief was sacked by Anthony. The lord confiscated all the food, and the villagers were not allowed to lend him food..." At the end, Vivian couldn't continue.

This is the reason why the serfs and guards dare not say anything. It is the order to collect food from the lord that caused all this. If they say it, they will be suspected of complaining about the lord. In case the lord is annoyed, hang them in the small town. Hanging in the square is also possible.

Only Vivian, through her contacts these days, knew that her lord was not cruel, so she said it carefully.