The strongest lord system

Chapter 83
The current Stormwind City is much more lively than before, because there are more people.

Especially at night, the dormitory will light up a fire from time to time, and everyone gathers to chat about this and that.

These newcomers were still a little cautious at the beginning, but after getting used to the life here, they still slowly let go of their hearts.

"Old man, how are you doing today?" A young man said to an obviously very old man beside him.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and he said: "It's okay, just manage the farmland, that's what I used to be good at, and I can still control it. It's hard for you to work in the mine."

"It's hard work, but it's much better than being whipped and shouted by those in charge before." The young man scratched the dirt with his fingers.

"I heard that dwarves are the ones who teach you how to work. Is it true?" the old man asked curiously.

The young man nodded and said, "That's right. At that time, we were all very curious, but we got used to it later. They are just shorter than us, with more beards and stronger strength. There is no difference."

"However, they are really good at mining, and they have a good temper. As long as we do it seriously, even if there is something wrong, they will point it out to us in time." The young man did not forget to add later. .

"You guys are so tired from mining. What do you eat for lunch? Are you full? Old man, I still have half a steamed bun. Do you want it?" The old man asked with concern. Strangers I know, but with the same experience, their relationship is better in this peaceful environment.

The young man waved his hand, rubbed his head and said, "No, I'm full. We have enough steamed buns in the morning, noon and evening, and other porridge, vegetables, and sometimes broth." Well, even though it’s just a few small pieces of meat, but the taste…” As he spoke, the young man couldn’t help but licked his lips, as if reminiscing about the wonderful taste.

The old man smiled and nodded: "That's good, it seems that we all eat about the same, and it's good if we can eat enough."

"It's so lucky that we can come here." The young man looked at the sky and sighed.

"That's right, this place is simply heaven." The old man recalled his slave life for most of his life, and the difference between heaven and earth was like nothing else.

"Our Lord City Lord is really a good man."

"Well, we have to work hard. The Lord of the City has said that as long as we work for two years, we can become the citizens of Stormwind City." The young man said excitedly.

"Yeah, you can marry a wife when the time comes, brat." The old man laughed and cursed and slapped the young man.

"Old man, what are you talking about..."

Allen sat in the hall and enjoyed snacks while listening to the butler Karen's report on the situation.

Well, the things Tom gave him are quite delicious. There are many good things in this world that I haven't eaten.

"Master, these are some of the situation in our Stormwind City these days."

Allen nodded, thought for a while and said: "Well, this is very good. The process on Xinmin's side is a little faster, but you can't use drastic methods. Everything must be handled in accordance with our newly released New Civil Law."

Xinmin, this is the name Allen gave to the newly arrived slaves. After all, they can't be called slaves all the time, but they can't be confused with the aborigines, so they are called Xinmin.

"Also, we can further stimulate their enthusiasm for labor. For example, we can select the hardest-working people among all the newcomers in each position every month, name them this month's 'model workers', and give them A little reward. As for the reward, the simplest and the best is to reduce their stipulated work for two years and reduce it by one month. This can serve as an example and encouragement for other newcomers."

Butler Karen raised his head and asked strangely while recording what Allen said, "Master, what does 'model worker' mean?"

Only then did Alan realize that the world doesn't know what a 'model worker' is. Alan coughed and explained: "'Model worker'! It's a model worker, referred to as a model worker."

"Okay, master, I've written it all down." Butler Karen found that the master could come up with some inexplicable, novel but very useful methods every time.

"Also, let them hurry up on some supplies from the leopard side, the mine is still in short supply."

"Well, I'll ask Horst to remind you."

"Master, Captain Carl, do you suggest recruiting some new recruits from these new citizens? After all, there are more and more people in Stormwind City, but the number of our troops is getting smaller and smaller."

"Don't worry about this. After they have worked for two or three months, they get used to the life in Stormwind City and have a sense of belonging to Stormwind City. Then recruit some more. If there are not enough soldiers, then recruit some more from the current city residents. , support it first."

"Report, Captain Carl said that there is something urgent to report to you. He is waiting outside with a man in ragged clothes who looks like a soldier." While Allen was constantly emphasizing some important things, a servant He lowered his head and shouted outside the hall.

"It's so late, what's so urgent about Carl?" Allen whispered to himself, then raised his head and shouted to the outside: "Let Carl and the others come in."

"Yes."

"We've almost finished talking about Grandpa Karen's matter today, please stay here and talk with Captain Karl with me."

"Okay, master." Butler Karen nodded, and moved behind Allen. Originally, Allen had ordered that Butler Karen was quite old, so he could sit anywhere without caring about these etiquettes.But every time she was rejected by Butler Karen.

"Carl, I have met the Lord of the City. I came to disturb you in the middle of the night, please forgive me." Carl walked into the hall and saluted Allen.

"It's okay, butler Karen and I just finished talking about things, so you can talk about anything important." Allen looked at the soldier wearing a bit worn armor behind Karl.

"This is our Lord Santo, tell him what you said just now." Karl said to the soldier behind him.

The soldier came forward, he looked at the lord in front of him, he half-kneeled on the ground, and said, "My lord, please save our city."

Allen quickly helped the soldier up, and he said strangely: "Where are you from, and you can talk slowly about what you are doing."

The soldier stood up, licked his chapped lips and said, "My lord, I am a soldier of Haiyu City. I came here specifically to ask for help."

Allen helped the soldier to a chair on the side, and put a cup of tea in his hand: "Drink some water, you are from Haiyu City, what happened there?"

The soldier gulped and drank the water all at once, and he continued: "Our Haiyu City is located on the southernmost border of the empire, close to the sea, it is a city by the sea, it has the same name as our city, and we mainly focus on fishing. However, I don’t know why, since a month ago, the sea monsters in the sea suddenly started to attack us fiercely. Our soldiers, led by our city lord, continued to resist, and finally withstood the enemy’s attack , but after that they continued to attack us, causing us to have nothing to do, and the fishing we depended on for a living could not be carried out. This month we have been relying on the food we have stored to persist, but again We can't last long if this goes on. Please help us, my lord."

Allen frowned and said, "Then why don't you report the situation to the empire and the major cities in the southern border for help?"

The soldier shook his head helplessly: "As early as when the Kraken attacked for the second time, our city lord sent many people to ask for help from the empire and the big cities in the southern border, but there was no news at all, except for the city lord of Xiongying City who said let us We are holding on for a while, and when they get through the beast tide, they will send troops to ask us for help, but Xiongying City is still under the attack of the beast tide, so we can't control us, so we can only send a message to every city we pass by. We asked for help, but all the lords refused us with various excuses. Sir, please help us, if you don’t want to send troops, I can only go back and live with our city.”

It's really strange that the empire doesn't care about its own borders. Although the empire's management of various places has become less and less over the years, how can the border issue be so sloppy!Allen frowned and thought, he looked at the eager soldier, and he asked, "Then do you have anything like a letter from your city lord?"

"Yes, yes, I just showed it to the city lords along the way. The letter has already been opened." The soldier carefully took out an envelope made of crumpled animal skin from a place inside the armor.

Allen took the envelope, and the opening of the envelope had been opened.He pulled out a piece of parchment that was also crumpled.

The content of the letter is like this:

I am Hait Kamei, the lord of Haiyu City. Our Haiyu City is under the crazy attack of sea monsters. Please, Lord Earl, lead the lords from all over the world to rescue us, please.

Ziying 789, June 6th

The content of the letter was very short, but it was written in blood, and there was a mark representing Haiyu City on it.

"My lord, I was going to send this letter to the Lord Earl, the city lord of the largest bloody fortress in Antarctica, but they rejected our request." The soldier lowered his head sadly.

(End of this chapter)