"Or do you mean we don't have to pay anything?" Carol said it carefully, but her heart was warm.
Half a ring passed, and Lord Garvey seemed to sigh to himself that this Carroll was really inferior to his nephew in the West.
Even though two people are 20 or 30 years apart...
He looked into his companion's eyes and said gravely, "Carol, don't you think that's a little odd?"
"Well..." Carol stroked her beard, as if thinking something too: "The efficiency seems a little too fast. My land has just finished harvesting. We didn't have time to plant in the fall."
'I've brought people here before, Carol,' he said. Lord Garvey did not want to talk about it any more. He looked at the soldiers in the distance and said, "You see, some time ago, all the lands in the north of the Vale were destroyed by giants. Upon hearing the news, I brought people to collect some of the refugees (actually only the young ones) and some supplies from a few territories. One of them is Johannes."
Baron Garvey took a deep breath and said, "All I saw then was desolation and ruins. Now, however, this is full of farmland, almost on the banks of the river... On such a scale, there are more than a thousand acres!"
"And all the monsters around are completely cleared..." When Carol heard that, she seemed to understand something. Suddenly his eyes widened and he asked, "How much land do you control now?"
"One thousand. "Garvey," he repeated, "a thousand acres."
Carol's eyes suddenly widened.
Although they had lost heavily in the last battle, Baron Garvey still had at least five hundred strong young men. And these laborers are not only capable of ploughing the fields, they are good soldiers when they take up weapons.
With these men and the knights, he was able to keep the land in his hands while he patrolled and cleared it. I heard that the land in this guy's hand is only a small part of the autumn planting, most of the fields have not yet had time to take care of. But even so, a lot of people died.
But here, the fields have sprouted.
There was a pause, then Lord Garvey said, "The man said he had only brought a few squadrons of knights, who had gathered some refugees from the road, and had camped here temporarily. But this person alone, I'm afraid, is simply not able to do this. Besides, it's a giant area... Has the Eminence never met the giant?"
"Gavida, what are you trying to say..." A little sweat broke out on Carroll's head. He could not help rubbing his handkerchief at his head. 'Have you lied to us, Sir George?' he said.
"The South is going to do something." 'said Lord Garvey faintly.
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"That Lord George" did not visit "the city of the Winds, because he had a whole order with him!" Garvey's eyes burned eastward. "The church is taking over."
"My Lord! What are you talking about! That's impossible!" At that, Carol's scalp suddenly exploded. His eyes widened in disbelief at this lunacy and he said, "There is no doubt of Lord Adeline's faith, and the Order of the Templar, sent here by the Holy See, must assist him in his defense!"
Indeed, it seemed to him that if the church really intended to take over the place, it would mean that it had lost all trust in Lord Adeline. This meant that he, like the viscount Geoffrey, had fallen to the devil...
"And I think it's quite normal, Lord Garvey." Carol said, as if to convince herself. But there was some truth and logic to it: "An entire order of knights with its soldiers, laborers, mercenaries... Such a number, I am afraid to xu wind city now, it is difficult to supply them. It was indeed reasonable for them to guard each other at the entrance of the valley, and to reclaim the lost land. "
"I hope so..." Baron Garvey faintly said: "Let's go and see and know. Maybe he really just took two teams of knights with him, and a lot of supplies, and a bunch of refugees..."
At this point, Garvey can't help but laugh at himself.
But he had seen some lands destroyed in the East, but that did not show that the giants had been wandering there. So whether the truth of the matter is as he suspects, or even whether the person is actually telling the truth. We still have to see them to know.
Baron Garvey squinted slightly at the thought.
By this time the ship's cargo had all been loaded onto the shore and loaded onto the carts.
Because their boats were small, they didn't carry too many horses, so they mostly used manpower.
Five tons of iron ore, five tons of quartz, besides these ten tons of goods, other goods such as oakum, which was used to keep the winter cold, and a great deal of forage for the horses, alkali, feldspar, and some herbs, utensils, and tools from Antony's list. In total, there are more than ten tons.
Because some of the items are not heavy, but they take up a lot of space, so together, there are more than a hundred cars.
Finally, there were the two hundred or so refugees. They will also be a part of the deal... (Although Garvey is only 500 strong, these are men between the ages of 16 and 40. In proportion, the overall population is not small.
After the soldiers had counted their goods and men, it was not long before the group moved eastward.
The best of the knights went out into the fog first with their own guards and began to look out ahead, riders carrying torches and banners passing through the fog, telling their lords what was going on and giving them orders to keep to the dirt roads and not to tramble the fields.
On the one hand, this was to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and antipathy between the two sides. On the other hand, the lords really loved these fields.
The farther they went, the less weeds they found in the field. In some of the fields where potatoes are grown, there seem to be signs of 'medium cultivation' and 'fattening'.
This was a shock to the rulers of the various territories.
It's been years. They haven't seen fields like this for a long, long time. If there were any such fields in the hands of some lords who knew how to farm, it was around castles, or within high walls!
For no amount of power they had over their neighbours could get them to and from the bars of the refuge all day long.
No one knew when or in what direction the monster would come. So even if the hands of the most elite soldiers, also won't be so obedient day and night farming.
Not to mention those who can not be obedient with the whip of the leaders, before also did not care too much about farming...
But the fields here are about to be planted on the banks of the river.
Gradually, the lords began to wonder if the area they were looking at existed in the past, and it had not experienced any disaster, only a thick fog after rain...
'If I could have a territory like this... ' 'If I grow this much grain in my field... '
The greedy, the nostalgic, and the eager look ahead with warm eyes.
Those who worry about giants, those who worry about traders, those who think about Windy City look through the mist.
The people in the group had a lot of thoughts, and everyone was thinking about something different. But the team patrol of the people, in the hands of the whip is brandishing more and more, the sound of Shouting is more and more incessant.
Dada dada dada dada...
The sound of hooves suddenly sounded from the front, a few angry shouts, and the fall of heavy objects flash past. The marchers gathered their breath and looked ahead, but could see nothing.
The lords frowned. They could hear it in the jumble of voices ahead. It seems that the knights, who were on their way, had a quarrel with some one.
"I think I met one of their patrol guards." 'said Lord Garvey to the lords around him. He turned to look at one of his knights.' Go now before those rude men hurt Lord George's militia! '
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