King: Start with tauren plowing

Chapter 73 Shire: Too Much Deception

Winter Fortress.

Centaur Peter came to Cold Winter Fortress in person to report what happened recently.

"Centaur soldiers from the Flying Claw tribe appeared near the Knockin River?" Charles put down the parchment in his hand, stared at the centaur Peter, and asked, "Are these centaurs fighting us?"

"Derek the tauren saw the traces of the centaurs, quickly gathered the scattered tauren people, hurriedly built some wooden fences, and dispelled the desire of these centaurs to attack. But..."

The centaur Peter hesitated to speak, but Charles motioned him to continue, and then Peter continued: "However, dozens of the wooden plows you were looking at were damaged by these centaurs."

These bullying centaurs, instead of killing the tauren, bullied some dead wood.Charles felt a little distressed, originally the wooden plows were not enough, and now dozens of plows were damaged for no reason.

"Is the Flying Claw Tribe going to attack us? Didn't they even annex the Tusk Tribe?"

"Probably not, they probably thought that the human who desecrated the altar of the Flying Claw Tribe escaped to you."

"Huh? What kind of shit bowl is on my head." Charles stood up and slapped his hands heavily on the table. After a while, he suddenly calmed down and asked carefully, "So we took in this human being?"

"Probably not. There are all tauren near the Knockin River, and Derek didn't see any humans fleeing here."

Bang~
After receiving the definite reply, Xia Er raised his eyebrows, activated his fighting spirit, and slammed the wooden table in front of him with a palm: "It's too much bullying, do the Flying Claw tribe think we are easy to bully? It seems that if you don't break their horse's legs, they are I don't know it hurts."

Shire called Abdekad and ordered: "Gather the Noxus [-]st and [-]nd Infantry Regiments quickly, prepare the supplies, and go north to the Noxus River tomorrow."

Abudkad nodded in obedience.

Charles looked at the centaur Peter again and asked, "How many centaurs have you brought back from the Tusk tribe this time, and how many of them are warriors who can fight."

"There are a total of 233, but most of them are our family members, children and women, and only fifty or sixty are suitable for fighting." Peter the centaur continued: "Most of the centaurs suitable for fighting in the Tusk tribe are in the Under the command of Billel."

Fifty or sixty centaurs, a little less, plus the original Winter Fortress, there are only more than 100 centaurs, and it is still a bit far from forming a centaur cavalry regiment. Charles looked at the centaur Peter continued to ask: "How many centaur warriors are there under Billel's command?"

"There are only more than 400 centaur warriors following Biller." The centaur Peter felt a little depressed. Although their Tusk tribe could not compare with the Hammer tribe, it was still a relatively large tribe, with five or six permanent troops. Hundreds, extreme mobilization can reach more than 1000.

But now, except for the more than 100 centaur warriors in Winter Fortress, there are only more than 400 centaur warriors under Biller's command. The strength is not as good as before, and Biller is really not as good as the old patriarch.

Charles nodded secretly when he heard that, more than 100 plus more than 400, more than 500 people can barely form a cavalry regiment, and considering the food situation of Cold Winter Fortress, more than 500 people are quite appropriate.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the school yard outside Winter Fortress.

The Noxian [-]st and [-]nd Infantry Regiments have already assembled and are ready to go at any time.

There is one thing to say, Shire loves and hates the gangsters in Winter Fortress.

I hate it because these people are too dishonest, all of them are potential crisis elements, and they are not as obedient as the serfs in other territories.

In order for them to settle down, Charles not only had to feed these soldiers, but also ensured that their families were also fed, so that they could be satisfied.And the serf soldiers in other territories still want to eat, so it would be nice to give you a bite to eat.

What I love is that this group of unscrupulous people are strong in combat, tenacious in willpower, not afraid of death, and they really do things when they are paid, and dare to fight when they go to the battlefield.

For example, now, Charles is working hard to raise them. The black bread they eat is authentic wheat bread, not the black bread mixed with wild vegetables and wood chips that ordinary tauren eat. They can drink meat at least once a month. Soup.Winning a battle not only earns military merit, but also eats meat, and a batch of grain is given to the family every month.

With this kind of generous treatment, they don't have to think about the pressure of life, they can devote all their minds to how to fight, hone their combat skills wholeheartedly, and figure out how to put weapons into the enemy's mouth faster.

Of course, there are rewards for spending money. This kind of preliminary professional army can do things that serf soldiers in other territories can't do at all.For example, the assembly was completed outside the Cold Winter Fortress in the early morning, the queue was neat, there was no noisy noise, and they waited quietly for the march.

The military is a melting pot.Most of the low-level officers of the Noxus Legion are veterans from Winter Fortress, and their style of conduct is gradually infecting the tauren recruited into the army, injecting the unique background of Winter Fortress into this legion.

Now the tauren warriors of the Noxus Legion don't look down on black bread mixed with sawdust and wild vegetables. They also want to eat wheat bread and meat.

In return, their discipline and organization have been greatly improved, because now these tauren's daily affairs are military training, and the question they think about every day is how to perform better in marching and fighting.

Charles stood on the high platform and looked at this gold swallowing beast. The average food consumption of these soldiers was several times that of ordinary civilians. A large part of the food shortage in Cold Winter Fortress was caused by this army. After all, civilians can give less food. Some food, but the army can't do it.

After the army review, the Noxian regiments were ready to go.

Before the expedition, Charles told the old Mark: "The newly unified measurement system must be implemented recently, and Winter Fortress must have only one measurement criterion.

It is best to promote this system through merchants, so that these merchants subconsciously feel that our Winter Fortress is advanced. "

A unified measurement standard is undoubtedly a good thing for craftsmen's production. With standards, it is much more convenient to create things of various standards.

Just like the current wooden plow, old craftsmen can hand over some tedious crafts to apprentices, such as rough processing of wood.In the past, due to the confusion of the measurement system, it was easy to be wrong, but with a unified standard, the connection between the two parties is much simpler, and if the standard is not met, it will be reworked directly.

If there is more division of labor and more precise steps, a simple assembly line process will be formed in this way, and this system can be extended to ordnance production in the future.

This kind of thing may not have a very significant effect at the beginning, but as the Winter Fortress becomes more prosperous, and as the number of craftsmen in the Winter Fortress increases, its effect will become more and more obvious. The background of the Winter Fortress is like this Little by little.

"Master Shire, don't worry, I will definitely implement it." Old Mark nodded and listened to the order

Then Charles stepped down from the dais and ordered the army to set off.

At this time, the old Mark stopped Abudkad who wanted to leave.

"Butler Mark, what can you do?"

"Abudkader, how do you feel about your life now?"

(End of this chapter)