King: Start with tauren plowing

Chapter 134 Noxus Third Corps
Winterhold, the Noxian mansion.

Charles sat cross-legged on the ground, exhaling and inhaling, the sound of his long breathing echoed in the room, his body was emitting white gas, and from time to time there was fighting energy gathering in his body, condensing in his heart.

Unlike before, Charles didn't use the faith value in the holy staff to assist his cultivation. To be precise, he never used it since he passed out.

It seems that because of being favored by the gods, Charles felt that his spirit seemed to have changed, and his cultivation talent also became stronger.

According to his current cultivation speed, in another year or so, he may be able to condense the seeds of life and become a senior knight of the first rank.

At that time, you can start to practice at the second level.

The second level is a very distant name for Winter Fortress.The same is true for the Noxian family.

According to the records of his own family that Charles had seen, the pioneer of the Noxus family was just a first-order senior knight.In other words, if Shire goes one step further, he will become the strongest person in the history of the family.

This may be because the breathing method passed down by their family is too low in quality.

After practicing Dou Qi, Charles walked out of the room. He was sweating a lot during the practice just now, and he felt uncomfortable all day without taking a bath.

What was different from the past was that there were more maids outside the room. When she saw Charles, she stood there blankly. After a while, she said in a daze, "Master Baron, good morning."

"What's your name?" Charles asked subconsciously, seeing a strange face.

"My lord, I am the maid hired by Butler Mark, and my name is Ina." The maid replied with her head lowered.

"Oh! You go and tell the servants in the bathroom to put the cold water in. I'll be there later." Charles then ordered: "There are also those in the kitchen. Let them prepare breakfast. I have to eat after I take a shower."

"I'm going?" Yi Na was a little confused, pointing to herself.

"Then it's hard for me to go?" Charles frowned, the newly recruited maid was just unreliable and looked stupid.

"Yes, yes, yes, I am a maid, so I have to go." The maid took small steps and left quickly.

Afterwards, Charles walked around the hall for a while, and he saw several maids with fresh faces, all of whom were young.

At this moment, Charles suddenly remembered the matter of the personal maid that the old Mark had told him before. He didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now it seems that the old Mark has already started to act.

Charles called Old Mark to ask and understand the matter.

It turned out that he hadn't chosen a personal maid yet, so Old Mark let these maids get acquainted first, even if they couldn't choose a personal maid, they could stay in the mansion as ordinary maids.

According to what Old Mark said, the original maids were already very old, and it was time to recruit a new batch of maids for him. They were not only smart at work, but also good looking.

He didn't notice that he was smart at work, but it was true that he was eye-catching.

If you don't count the last test of the God of Light, he should have never been in contact with a woman.But this does not mean that he is sick and must live a life of ascetic monk. Since these young maids are attractive, let's keep them for now.

After taking a bath and eating, Charles sat in the study in a relaxed suit.

Soon, Old Mark walked in and said, "Master, the centaur Peter escorted the human slaves of the Flying Claw tribe to Winter Fortress."

"So fast?" Charles was a little surprised. Priest Alihawu did things very quickly. He thought he would bargain a few more times, but he didn't expect priest Alihawu to send people over directly. It's embarrassing.

Charles intends to go and see for himself, to see how the people transported by the Flying Claw Tribe are, don't they all be a group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

In an open space outside Cold Winter Fortress, a group of humans sat together. They were ragged and skinny, and they looked more pitiful than the beggars in the caravan on the main street of Cold Winter Fortress.

Around these humans, there are rows of centaurs, a total of 500 people.

The leading centaur was Peter. He stood at the front of the team, waiting quietly outside the fortress.

After a while, he saw the figure of Lord Baron, and he took the initiative to go forward, "Hello, Lord Baron Shire, I am the five-hundred-year-old captain of the Flying Claw tribe, centaur Peter."

"Yeah." Charles responded, pretending to be serious and said: "How many human slaves have you brought?"

"My lord, there are more than 100 people." Peter also replied solemnly.

Charles took out the holy staff, and the holy light of faith was stimulated, turning into a ball of light that was constantly rotating, "This is 26 gallons of faith value, take it back and give it to you priests."

"Thank you for your generosity, Baron Charles." The centaur Peter replied, and then he looked at the centaurs under his command and said, "Brothers, retreat."

Afterwards, the group of centaurs receded like the tide, left, and disappeared into the distant horizon.

If it weren't for the more than 5000 human slaves, the centaurs would seem to have never been here.

The belief value of 26 gallons, although it is the purified light golden belief value, is much purer than the belief value obtained by Shire's fake magic stick before, but the exchange is more than 5000 people.

When five thousand heads were densely arranged in front of Charles, he always felt a very magical feeling.

The Flying Claw tribe sells slaves, not for food, not for population, not for arms, but for some pure faith values. Does this help their tribe?Do ordinary centaurs also enjoy this benefit?
The answer is of course no. Although these human slaves were captured by them personally, the faith value obtained from the transaction has nothing to do with them.

Shire originally thought that the people brought by the Flying Claw tribe were old, weak, sick and disabled, but unexpectedly, the age composition of this team was surprisingly healthy, and most of the people were young and middle-aged.

Shire reckoned that the old and the young might have died. After all, when the war came, they, vulnerable groups, would have the worst fate.

More than 5000 people have been added to Winter Fortress, which means that Shire's strategy will change again.

Conscription, must be conscription.

The size of the two infantry regiments can be further increased, 500 is still too small, Charles plans to expand to 1000, that is to say, he will recruit [-] new recruits next.

But Shire's ambitions don't stop there. He has recruited a thousand recruits, so he can take advantage of the trend to recruit the newly surrendered Tusk tribe in the north.

There are more than 1000 people in the Tusk tribe. It is not too much to call out 500 warriors to form a centaur cavalry regiment.Coupled with the original one hundred and a half centaur horses in Winter Fortress, that is a [-] centaur cavalry regiment.

When the number of people reaches 500, their function is not only to spy on the enemy's situation, but also to carry out various military operations such as charging, chasing, feinting, and going deep into the enemy's rear.

Charles ordered: "Old Mark, there are three things you need to implement now. First, let the centaurs of the Tusk tribe come to Winter Fortress to accept the reorganization of our Noxus family. Second, recruit another thousand Recruits. Third, send these more than 5000 human slaves to farm in the north, and build five more villages."

Old Mark nodded and said, "I understand, young master."

Soon, the news of conscription spread in Winter Fortress. At this time, the people in Winter Fortress were like a festival.

The initial population of Winter Fortress was only 3000 people. According to the number of soldiers, there are not many old Winter people who are still suitable for joining the army.But Winter Fortress now has 6000 people, and most of the newcomers are families of Noxus soldiers.

But there are not many people who want to sign up to join the army, especially those human slaves sent by the flying claw tribe.

They have just experienced the destruction of their country and family, all of them are young and middle-aged, and they have no relatives to support. When they heard about the generous treatment of soldiers in Winter Fortress and the miserable treatment of northern serfs, many people immediately signed up to join the army up.

In the next few days, long lines lined up on the school field of Winter Fortress. These are the recruits of the Noxus Corps. member.

Their conditions also changed immediately, especially those recruits from the 5000 humans. Originally, they had no relatives, no land, no wealth, and could only wait to go to the north to work as serfs to cultivate land.

But when they passed a simple selection and became a soldier of Noxus, they would no longer be hungry.In the future, many people will come to marry their daughters.

Because the status of Noxus soldiers in Winter Fortress is too high.Even disabled, can be a street sheriff.

On the other side, Biller of the Flying Claw tribe also led their tribe's centaurs to Winter Fortress.

The first thing Biller did when he arrived at Winter Fortress was to go to see Shire immediately.

In the living room, Charles was sitting on the sofa, with the centaur Billaer standing beside him.

"Baron Shire, the Tusk Tribe expresses their surrender to you." The centaur Billel lowered his head. When he left Winter Fortress, he had no intention of coming back, but now...

A sense of shame filled Biller's heart.

"Welcome the Tusk Tribe to join Noxus." Charles smiled slightly, lifted Biller's head, and said, "To be honest, Noxus needs an elite centaur cavalry regiment like yours."

When he was helping Biller, Charles couldn't help but think of the first time they met, when he was fooling Biller by talking nonsense.Unfortunately, he later ran away.

But this is not important, now he has brought the entire Tusk tribe to surrender to him.

If Charles had a darker mind, he would even humiliate Billel now.

But Shire would not do this. Although he might be despicable, shameless, or greedy, he would never do such a bad thing that was not beneficial.

Charles' warm words made Biller relax a lot. He shook his blue fur and said, "Thank you for your kindness."

"Actually, I have prepared gifts for you." Charles smiled gently, and took out four iron horseshoes after speaking.

"This is?" Biller was a little confused. It looked like their hooves, but they were made of iron. What's the use?

"Your shoes." Charles called Andrea, the blacksmith, and asked him to put a horseshoe on Biller.

"Shoes?" Biller scratched his head. He had never heard of it. Centaurs also wear shoes, and they are made of iron.

And wear shoes as long as you wear shoes, what is the hammer for, and the sharp nails, it is thought that the Tusk tribe has never seen nails without iron ore.

Biller's heart flustered involuntarily, how could he feel that Baron Shire was trying to torture him.

Ciel's originally gentle smile also looked like a devil to Billel.

Biller wanted to resist, but he thought of his own tribe, so he had to lie down on his back, stretching out his four hooves, as if he was willing to be slaughtered and tortured.

Although Biller looked pitiful, Andrea's was not delayed at all.

He has tried horseshoeing many times.

dong dong dong~
There was a clear and crisp sound, and the horseshoe was nailed to Biller's hoof little by little.

When the hammer sounded for the first time, Billel felt that his hoof was going to be broken, he gritted his teeth, his face was majestic, and he was ready for the severe pain to come.

But when the hammer sounded, he didn't feel any pain.

If it wasn't for the slight vibration, he would have thought someone was giving him a massage.

After a while, Andrea put away the hammer and said, "It's nailed."

"Is it nailed?" Biller was confused, it was all right, it didn't hurt at all when such a long nail was nailed to his hoof.

Charles didn't have time to guess Biller's complicated heart, he said: "Take a few steps and see if this horseshoe is easy to use."

Billel raised his foot gently, he was afraid that the horseshoe that had been nailed on with great difficulty would fall off, but he found that it did not, the horseshoe was very strong.He touched the ground lightly again, fearing that the nails driven in would hurt his hooves.

But it turned out that none of them happened.

Suddenly, he found a small stone under his hoof, and what was worse, his hoof had fallen off.

Biller's heart skipped a beat. According to his current strength, it is estimated that this small stone will be sunken in his hoof, making him uncomfortable for several days.

But the iron hoof was directly crushed on the small stone, and the horse's hoof was fine.

With this iron hoof, Biller actually felt very at ease in his heart.

Discovering this benefit, he took another step more than Lyle, and gradually, he even started to run in small steps, running round and round around Shire's sofa.

After a while, he realized that he was in the living room, bowed his head and apologized, "Baron Charles, I... I shouldn't..."

"It's okay, how do you wear these shoes?" Charles asked with a smile.

Billel responded: "Pretty good, very easy to use."

"I don't think I'm torturing you anymore."

Biller scratched his head, not knowing how to respond, if he understood what Charles was thinking, he would probably yell really sweet.

Charles looked at Andrea and asked, "How many horseshoes have you made now?"

Andrea replied: "More than 2000."

Charles looked at Bilair again and said, "Take out four hundred and a half men from the Tusk tribe, form a cavalry unit, and put them all on horseshoes. You will be the deputy commander of this army."

Biller nodded and replied, "Yes, Lord Baron."

(End of this chapter)