Lord of all tribes

Chapter 191 Belonging

"Dwarven musket casting blueprint?"

Luo Lin looked at a piece of dark sheepskin cloth in his hand, muttered in his mouth, and leaned forward to take a look. Some lines were not clearly outlined on the black sheepskin.

Although he couldn't understand the specific meaning of these lines, Luo Lin was sure that it had nothing to do with the dwarf musket casting blueprint he had imagined, but it seemed to be randomly scribbled on it.

Luo Lin studied it carefully for a long time, but found nothing, so he had no choice but to throw it into the storage ring, and take it out for research when needed.

Luo Lin took advantage of the night to come to the school grounds led by Calati, and drove the guards away. With a thought, suddenly hundreds of humanoid objects appeared in front of him.

These humanoid objects are naturally the puppets that Luo Lin just exchanged in the system. Luo Lin took a closer look and found that most of these puppets are black in color. Judging from their material, they seem to be made of black iron.

And the conspicuous puppets in the front row were all covered in blue light, holding a huge saber, their eyes were dull, but there was a strong aura naturally revealed.

This should be a sixth-order war puppet made of bronze.

Luo Lin nodded. These are all good things. The one hundred fifth-tier warriors and ten sixth-tier warriors in front of him plus the one fifth-tier warrior and sixth-tier warrior he had originally had a total of 110 two Tool.

Although the number is not very large, relatively speaking, the combat power of this Zhankui team is unpredictable.

This can be regarded as the most powerful trump card in Rowling's hands.

Although the Galady Territory has pushed back the horde of [-] beasts, more hordes of beasts are still raging across the entire northwest of the Kingdom of Renault. At this time, everything is still undecided, and many established plans cannot be implemented for a while.

What can be done now is to strengthen the background and army construction of the Garadi Land as soon as possible, as far as possible to have enough strength to annex enough territories after the beast tide recedes, and to establish the Garadi Land's position in the northwest of the Reynolds Kingdom in one fell swoop.

Under the ravages of beasts, hundreds of refugees flee into Garadi's territory every day. For these refugees who have lost their homes and have nowhere to go, Luo Lin has always treated them leniently.

Not only did they treat the people in the territory equally in terms of food supply, but they also helped them build shacks in Kaladi Town so that they could temporarily have a place to live.

Luo Lin's actions touched the refugees who came to seek refuge every day. Now they can actually eat a bite of dry food every day, which was completely unimaginable in the past.

Not to mention the time when the beast horde was raging, even in a normal peaceful year, they would have to hand over most of what they got a year to support the local lords and nobles, and what was left would be used as seeds for the coming year. It is barely enough for them to live on gruel every day.

As for rice balls and heavy pasta, they have always been delicacies that can only be enjoyed on major festivals.

Their identities are refugees, and refugees have always been disliked by the lords of various places. The inherent concept of the lords of various places, these refugees can play little role except for wasting food and grass.

It is enough for these people to cultivate the fields around the territory, why bother to spend food to feed these hard-working refugees?With this food, it is better to exchange for more gold coins for their extravagant noble life.

For the first time, the refugees had a deep sense of belonging to a certain territory. Seeing their brothers and sisters like themselves eating delicious rice and steamed buns, they felt a strong sense of shock in their hearts.

I want to be a commoner in this territory, and I want to be a subject of this benevolent lord.

This is the voice of the refugees. Living in the chaotic and barren northwestern part of the kingdom, what they desire more is a territory that can give them security. They are not afraid of hard work, and are willing to sell their hard work for such a territory.

Suddenly a new notice was posted around the refugee camp, and the refugees crowded forward with rice balls and steamed buns in their hands, wanting to watch the excitement.

The educated refugees who could read began to show off their eloquence, preaching the content of the notice word by word, shaking their heads, looking so funny.

"The danger of the beast tide has not been completely eliminated, and the hearts of alien races annexing the leaders of the human race are still excited, and the leaders of the Garadi are still in danger.

The wise and benevolent Viscount Rollin, the lord of Garadi, feels that the crisis is at hand, and I hope you can join hands to protect Garadi!
Now that you have come to the Garadi Land, you are the subjects of my Garadi Land. I, Luo Lin, issue a call to you as the people of the lord.

Brave athletes, please stand up, the future of Galactica needs your care, the young and old of Galactica need your protection, you are their hope!
All the leaders who are recruited will be given ten gold coins as a settling allowance, and in addition, the military salary will be three gold coins per month! "

A piece of recruitment and unified recruitment caused an uproar in the refugee camp, ten gold coins for resettlement fees?A military salary of three gold coins?

When did being a big soldier get such a good treatment?The eyes of the refugees were erratic, flashing excitement and excitement, but also a hint of disbelief.

They each looked at the steamed buns and rice balls in their hands, and fell into hesitation for a while.

There is no doubt that they are eager to join such an army, but the refugees who have been persecuted by those noble lords are afraid that this is another new way that those lords have come up with to entrap them.

In the first hour when the call-up order was issued, everyone was staring at the recruiting office not far away, hoping to see who would be the first to apply for the call.

Ned was also no exception. Since he was a child, he was bigger than his peers, and he always needed to eat more gruel to barely suppress his hunger.

His mother choked to death on the chaff just to save more porridge for him to eat.

Ned was still young at that time and didn't understand many things. Every time his mother told him that he had eaten several bowls of gruel, Ned believed it. He thought his mother would not lie to him.

So he indulged in more gruel to suppress his hunger.

In the end, his mother died, and the neighbors told him that his mother's body collapsed rapidly because of eating bran for a long time, and finally swallowed her last breath.

Ned had changed since then, he had become taciturn and fierce as a lone wolf.

He will always remember the words his mother said to him the most, "No matter where you are, you must fill your stomach. It is more uncomfortable for you to be hungry than for your mother to be hungry."

Ned remembered his mother's words, he loved food.

(End of this chapter)