Summoning Total War

(This is the second update with a total of words. This month’s update is very weak, with only 120,000 words written in total, only about a day. People are busy with mundane affairs and people can’t stop. Next month should be more free, the goal is Won the perfect attendance award. I beg for a monthly pass.) Katina, a small town about 150 kilometers away from Athens.

It is located in the hinterland of the southern plain, not surrounded by mountains like Murphy's north. The land here is fertile and flat. Mankind has built up towns and villages after thousands of years of management, and eventually evolved into cities of all sizes. There are densely populated people here, and nearly one million humans live on the flat land.

Here is also the core area of ​​the entire southern plain, and it is also the root of humanity.

There is a river flowing on this land, which is also a tributary of the Nedoria River, but it is the widest tributary outside the main pole. The river is gentle and convenient for residents to divert water to irrigate the fields, so there are many villages along the river. The land here is fertile, so the crops are better than other places. It is a place that all nobles covet.

The lord here has changed several times, and now it is Roton Childe who controls this land, the most prestigious and youngest grand duke in the noble council.

He is only in his forties this year, at the height of the Spring and Autumn Period.

On this land, near the end of the Karazhan Mountains.

There is a very inconspicuous small village.

The thatched house on the f-day, the simple fence, there are not many livestock inside, only a hen looking for food on the ground alone. Some vegetables are planted on the cultivated land beside the simple thatched houses. This is the case in small villages. A piece of land is cultivated beside the house and the edible vegetables are planted, which is convenient for cooking and taking.

The village has a small population, about a hundred households.

The road is very simple, and it seems that it is a village that has not been established for too long. The village is still the kind of muddy dirt road, which will become pitted when it rains. Under normal circumstances, most villages that are still improvised will pave some stones on the roads in the village. Almost without thinking about it, you can see that the villagers living here are very poor.

There are many people like this in the southern plains, most of them are serfs or lowly poor people.

Serfs without land, property, and personal freedom are quite common in the southern plains. After all, the current human social system allows slaves to exist. Even the slave trade was the main source of finance in some places. Of course, there are not many human slaves in comparison, and they are protected by certain laws. For example, human slaves cannot be slaughtered casually, etc., otherwise the master will be fined quite severely.

Serfs were mostly leaders of the lords' generation or criminal poor.

This generation has multiplied, and it has not changed for hundreds of years.

sunset.

The men who had been busy for the day started to rush towards the house, while the women who came back first had already begun to prepare dinner.

They can't light oil lamps, so supper must be prepared before the sun goes down.

As night fell, there were a few dog noises in the village, and then two dark figures walked towards a simple thatched house on the far corner of the village.

"Crack!"

The wooden door fence was pushed aside, and the owner of this house was obviously quite handy, because he made a simple fence around the thatched house on the 1st. And also made a sliding door with wooden pins.

"Who?" There was a man's majestic voice in the room.

Two dark shadows outside the room walked straight into the room. One of them was a tall, dark-faced adult man, and said, "Brother Borosa, it's me."

"It's you?" The man in the room was eating. The dining table was made up of two plates of material and brown bread. There was hardly any oil and water, but the half-old child sitting at the table gobbled up happily. A woman with a sallow complexion was mending clothes with a little aftermath. The clothes that broke on the first day were already covered with dense patches, which looked like pieces of torn rags.

Seeing two men coming in, the sallow-faced thin woman smiled and got up and gave them her seat.

"How did you think of coming to me today?" The man with a strong voice was tall and seemed to be quite prestigious. He glanced at the other two men in front of him and asked.

The two men glanced at each other. One of the men with a scar on his face glanced at the woman next to him before he said solemnly: "Brother Borosa, I just received a news about making money."

"The news of making money?" As soon as he heard the news of making money, the man with strong voice could not help showing a trace of excitement.

As a poor man of birth status, he has only a little barren land, and he has to pay taxes to the noble lords in the town. After a year of hard work, the whole family is only half hungry and half full. If the harvest is worse, the whole family may be hungry.

"No anchor!" The black-faced man said excitedly: "A beast appeared in the northern town. The beast frequently attacked the caravans passing by. The noble master in the town offered a price of one hundred silver coins. Drop it."

One hundred silver coins! ?

Hearing this number, the man named Bolosa couldn't help being shocked.

This is the harvest of more than ten years in the field!

But he thought about it for a moment with his mature and stable personality, and he couldn't help but frown, "Isn't there a guard in the town? Why did you invite in to deal with that beast?"

"I don't know why. Many kobolds came from the west, and some even said that they saw hobgoblin activities. Don't those things have been living near half-elves? I don't know how they will go. Run here!" The man with a scar on his face said, "Now in order to deal with those kobolds who are running around, the guards in the town are already very busy, and now there is no way to deal with the beast!" The man in Bolosa closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said, "Is that the beast not very easy to deal with?"

"Yeah. I heard that it was cunning and tight. Several groups of people suffered from it, and several people died." The two replied.

When I heard the dead, I looked aside. The sallow and thin woman suddenly clenched her hands and looked at her husband.

The ancestor of the man named Bolosa was a hunter. Although there are fewer prey now, his craft is still there. The Jackal war broke out a year ago, and these men were selected and recruited into the army because of their good physique. Then the war ended and they returned to this barren village. After receiving formal military training and going out to see the outside world, these men have improved a lot in terms of experience and courage.

Naturally, it will no longer be satisfied with the current poor life without food.

This man named Bolosa was a very prestigious man in the village in the past, and after being called up as an army, he participated in several wars and even killed a high-ranking jackal by himself! Although the credit was greeted by the heirs of the nobles in the town, the reputation was passed on to several nearby villages. Both men are skilled in the villages in this area.

Precisely because of this, after receiving this news, the two people came to Bolosa by appointment and wanted to work with him to get rid of the beast.

Even, if it is possible.

They even wanted to form a small mercenary group, with Bolosa as the leader. This man is mature and stable, with the most knowledge and experience nearby, and he is also a good person. Because they have received the news, many mutant beasts have appeared everywhere, and some other creatures have also flowed into the southern plains. There are a lot of troubles everywhere now.

If they were just ordinary poor people, of course they would not dare to think like this.

But they have served as soldiers, received formal military training, and even fought **** the battlefield!

With ability, naturally there is ambition.

They are all trained fighters, so they are naturally unwilling to be poor people who can't even eat their stomachs. But they are pretty good, and they don't have the idea of ​​falling into the grass. In this way, the only way to make money with their abilities is to be mercenaries.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Those who have become warriors from the poor feel that it is necessary for their families to live a better life, so that their sons can eat, their wives can put on a new dress, and their parents who are over half a hundred years old can enjoy a little blessing. , At least can eat some meat occasionally!

"A lot of troubles are popping up everywhere now, presumably those noble lords are busy and devastated!" The black-faced man looked at Borosa who was meditating in front of him, and said expectantly: "Those who come back from the battlefield are all obedient. You, brother, as long as you nod your head, we can immediately pull out a team of 20 or 30 people! Otherwise, there is no way to continue]! Brother Borosa! This year's harvest is not good, and my family is almost unable to eat enough. Up."

This sentence came to the bottom of the pensive man's heart. He raised his head and glanced at the half-old child beside him, and at his sallow-looking wife beside him.

Due to the low productivity and the exploitation of the nobility, the poor in this world have been in a situation where they barely starve to death.

If it hadn't been for more than a year of being conscripted into the army and enough food to eat, the men of them would have been extremely thin. Thinking of this, Bolosa looked at his wife, this woman, her own woman!

She married herself at the age of sixteen. She has worn two sets of clothes from her marriage to the present, and she has worn them to this day. Due to insufficient food, every time she cooks, she feeds her children and husband first. Due to long-term malnutrition, she is thin and sallow, with weak bones. Looking at the face that had nothing to do with the beautiful Taobao women's clothing Tmall Taobao mall Taobao women's winter jacket m, Borosa's eyes turned red suddenly, and he turned his head and wiped his eyes inadvertently.

This woman is less than twenty-five years old this year!

But after suffering so much with myself, wrinkles have begun to appear on my face!

The expression on the man's face turned into firmness. He looked at the two robes in front of him, his hands clenched together. Originally, his original plan was to see if he could use his skills to find a job in the town, but now he suddenly changed his mind.

death?

Before the rise of Athens, the human city-state fought a tough battle with the jackals! He was one of the few survivors at the time!

At that time he didn't think he could survive!

After being greeted by ink several times, Bolosa had already seen through the ugly faces of the noble lords in the town.

His gaze swept over the half-elder child who didn't know, and finally fell on his worried but silent wife. At home, he is the heaven and the earth. Although he is worried at the bottom of his heart, this woman will only silently prepare her luggage whenever she sits down and decides. It is just such an ordinary woman who has nothing to do with the beautiful Taobao women's clothing Tmall Taobao mall Taobao women's winter jacket m, Borosa saw the brilliance in her, just like the mother in his memory.

And he himself will choose whether to be like his father.

Shoulder the responsibility of the head of the family, let the family live better, at least be able to eat one by one.

Children need nourishment, or they will not grow up.

My wife needs nourishment, or her thin body bones, I am afraid...think of this.

The man named Bolosa looked more and more determined. He looked at the two robes full of expectation in front of him, and said solemnly: "You will let them come to me tomorrow. I will find a way to prepare some weapons!" Yes! Brother!" The two men were overjoyed and walked outside the house without saying a word.

They are going to tell other people the news.

With the skill of Big Brother Borosa, it might not be difficult to find a job in the town, but his promise to lead everyone now is undoubtedly a step closer to the goal of establishing a mercenary group.

Such a scene appeared almost everywhere in the southern plain.

With the frequent appearance of mutant beasts and other creatures that flee into the southern plains, the nobles had to deal with all kinds of troubles. When the manpower was insufficient, they had to start hiring teams of mercenaries that sprang up like bamboo shoots from all over the world.

The army cultivated by the Jackals in the southern plains of World War I began to transform into mercenaries before this great change that affected the entire world.

These humble mercenaries, with the hope that their families will live a better life, embarked on the journey, honing themselves in battle and killing. Maybe they are not able to grow up much, but their appearance undoubtedly changed the pattern of the entire southern plain.

Just a month.

Hundreds of large and small mercenary groups continued to emerge in the 66 Southern Plains.

They sharpened their martial arts in battle and grew up in killing. With their appearance, some military combat skills began to spread among the poor. With the hope of changing their own destiny, more and more poor people who have received military training choose to become mercenaries. When the noble council reacted, the number of mercenaries in the southern plains surged to nearly 10,000!

Once the change takes place, the momentum cannot be stopped!

Athens. Governor's Mansion.

Murphy woke up as soon as it was getting dark.

After a little movement of his muscles and bones, Murphy immediately felt refreshed. He glanced at Mrs. Elizabeth who was still asleep next to him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve. This woman's actions last night completely angered him, and the result was a tragic war that lasted almost all night! Murphy's body is now far beyond the normal range, naturally there is no problem, but because of the vent, he feels radiant.

But Mrs. Elizabeth couldn't do it, she was just an ordinary woman.

Even if she had already begun to learn the swordsmanship of the knight flow, this alone was not enough.

Do not live by yourself!

Today, she should lie down on the bed honestly.

Murphy came together, and the door to the bedroom was pushed open. The two personal maids who were a little less energetic walked into the room with basins, Angela's eyes fell on Mrs. Elizabeth on the bed, her face turned red, and then she looked at Murphy, with a faint trace in her eyes. Faint. As for the bell, after entering the room, she pouted and kept silent, looking sullen.

Looking at the two of them, Murphy suddenly smiled.

Raising his hand to slap each of the two round buttocks, Murphy washed himself a bit, teasing, "Master, I will pick a good time to create a **** and eat you together!"

As his personal maid, going to bed is one of the things they should do.

Because in the middle-earth term, they themselves are selected as concubines for Murphy. Originally, according to Murphy's idea, in order to show fairness, the two should be eaten together. However, because Bell was growing bones, and his own restraint in the area was not bad, he never did it.

However, looking at the appearance of the two close maids, they seem to have eaten them.

Upon hearing Murphy's words, a blush suddenly appeared on the girl's face. Especially Angela, the girl who was originally the priest of the temple was so ashamed that she did not dare to look up. Last night, Mrs. Elizabeth sang in a low voice under Murphy's "Practicing". She didn't know how many youthful maids had caused sleepless nights, and made a few people dreamless.

It can be said that Mrs. Elizabeth's tragic battle last night gave the maids in the backyard of the Governor's House a lively physiology lesson.

As a result, when Murphy finished washing and walked out of the room.

All the girls who met him blushed and walked away with their heads down. Some courageous maids even glanced at Little Murphy's hiding place secretly, guessing at its amazing combat effectiveness.

I am afraid that Mrs. Elizabeth will live in Athens for a period of time to create a god~www.readwn.com~ because Murphy just showed her some rough plans last night. Many of the following arrangements will have to be discussed by the two. Murphy is simply too busy to deal with many things and must have a strong person to replace him. Mrs. Elizabeth is undoubtedly the best candidate. What's more, she may not be able to go if she wants to go today.

All the way out of the governor's house, Murphy took the guards and rushed towards the dock.

Time sharing.

News of some nearby territories was passed on by spies and secret agents.

The matter was far more serious than Murphy imagined, because mutated beasts continued to appear everywhere. Athens was a little better. I heard that a large number of kobolds and other creatures had flowed in from the territory near the rear. Even the Gnolls who were driven out in the First Battle of the Grey-temple Gnolls reactivated their activities in the rear of the Southern Plains.

Frowning looking at the news that 66 continued to be sent back, I don't know why, Murphy suddenly felt a sense of chaos coming!

(To be continued)