Chapter 813 Each performs his or her duties
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"Lord Lawrence~"
When the voice behind him came, Lawrence turned around immediately.
At this time, Christopher, an old knight wearing a black linen robe and holding a cane in his left hand, had already handed the wooden bowl in his hand to him.
Lawrence hurriedly took the bowl of water, but he was not in a hurry to drink it. Instead, he supported the gray-haired and trembling old man with one hand and walked to a nearby log to sit down.
"Young man, drink~" Christopher raised his hand.
Lawrence nodded, drank all the water in the bowl in one gulp, and suddenly felt refreshed all over his body.
Christopher raised his hands and raised his eyebrows to block the dazzling sunlight. He looked around the lake at the craftsmen of the construction department who were busy working and the houses that were gradually taking shape. He shook his head in disbelief.
"Can you believe it? I can actually witness you building a town around this lake in my lifetime!" Christopher's tone was full of approval for this matter.
Lawrence did not speak, holding the wooden bowl in one hand and letting it go. The gray-haired old knight who was over fifty years old expressed his feelings about everything.
"Oh God, if I were twenty years younger, I would definitely join them and build myself the most beautiful hut here."
At this moment, a light flashed in Christopher's eyes.
Lawrence was deeply moved by the old man's spirit. He could see the helplessness deep in the heart of this former knight of the Wells family towards his current old and frail body.
But he had no comfort and just listened silently to Christopher's thoughts about himself.
“I really didn’t expect that I could live in such a beautiful town for a few years before going to heaven to serve God. This must be God’s kindness to me~” Christopher closed his eyes slightly, raised his head to look at the sky, and soaked up the sunshine.
Happy deep in his heart, he always felt guilty towards the Wells family. In addition, Art respected his choice and allowed him to settle here with his people, which made him feel great care.
「Lord Lawrence!」
In the mountain forest not far away, a laborer who went to cut wood was walking down the hillside.
Lawrence looked up and saw that it was the man he had just arranged to go to the mountains to cut wood a moment ago.
"Nick, what happened?" Lawrence stood up and asked.
The laborer ran over in a hurry, breathing heavily. "We~we found a lot of fresh wild boar footprints in front of us. We dare not go forward. Why don't you send someone to take a look."
Lawrence was shocked, "What? All the wild boars in the mountains have come so close to us!"
Just when he was about to take people there, Christopher suddenly stopped him. "Wait!"
"Old knight, what are your orders?"
Christopher stood up with his crutches and said: "It is the beginning of spring now, and it is extremely dangerous for wild boars in the mountains to bring their newborn piglets down the mountain in search of food. Those of you who have no hunting experience are easily injured. In this way, I will arrange for a few young tribesmen who are good at hunting to go there with you, and leave the matter of the wild boars to them~"
Lawrence nodded in agreement.
After a while, three young men holding hunting bows and carrying quivers followed Lawrence and others into the mountains...
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When it was almost dark, Lawrence had not seen the young hunters return, and he was anxiously walking back and forth outside the house.
In the afternoon, when several people arrived at the creek where the wild boar's footprints were found, several hunters followed the footprints left by the wild boar and chased into the mountains, while other laborers went in the other direction to cut wood.
But when the sun was about to set in the afternoon, all the laborers returned to the lake area carrying the wood, but the few young hunters were the only ones missing. Although several of them had hunting experience, he couldn't help but worry as it was getting dark.
"Lord Lawrence, come in and drink some water. Don't worry about them. You have to trust the hunter's eyes. Even if it gets dark, they will find their way home." Not far away, Christopher's voice came.
Hence Lawrence had no choice but to give up and walked towards Christopher with worry.
Not long after the two of them sat in the wooden house, there was a noise outside. Lawrence immediately chased after the sound, following the noisy crowd towards the foot of the mountain.
At this time, during the day, the hunters, surrounded by their tribesmen, walked towards Christopher's cabin. On their shoulders, a wild boar weighing more than two hundred pounds excited the crowd.
"Master Christopher, we are back!" The hunter walking in front waved to Christopher who was standing outside the door and shouted.
Looking at the prey they brought back, Christopher smiled slightly at Lawrence who was following him.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound, and several people threw the wild boar on their shoulders into the open space outside.
Lawrence bent down in disbelief and looked at the powerful wild boar, which was nearly half the size of his head. At the heart of the wild boar, the wound left by the arrow was still dripping with dark blood.
Lawrence raised his head and glanced at these hunters, and had to admit that he had underestimated their hunting abilities.
"Master Christopher, we found this beast in the canyon on the other side of the back mountain. It was drinking water by the pond with a group of piglets. I touched it and shot an arrow through the heart. Following your usual teachings, we did not harm those little things. We will wait until they grow up next year before going into the mountains to hunt them."
Christopher smiled and nodded, and said, "As long as you haven't forgotten what I taught you. Okay, let's boil water in a pot and kill this wild boar tonight so that these guys who have worked hard to build our houses can have a good meal!"
That night, hundreds of people gathered outside Christopher's cabin and enjoyed a delicious wild boar meal around a burning bonfire. Everyone was singing, dancing, drinking and chatting, making this place that had been uninhabited for hundreds of years glow with vitality and vitality——
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Pop!
In the official room on the second floor of the Lord's Mansion of Rock Castle in the north of Lombardy, the firewood in the fireplace suddenly made a crackling sound. C
Bass, the commander of the Wells Garrison, who was sitting at the table, was looking at the security report on the table while gently squeezing his aching head.
Since the Welsh Legion moved south, the garrison regiment under his jurisdiction has assumed the task of daily security maintenance throughout the entire province of Wales. At the same time, the daily security and stability tasks in the occupied areas also fell on him.
Due to the expansion of the jurisdiction, with the consent of Art, the number of the garrison army jumped from more than 300 to more than 800. About 400 of them were newly recruited young people from the valley, and some were recruited locally from the occupied areas.
As the commander of the garrison, Bas has been traveling frequently between the valley and the Lombardy Po River plain in the past two months. In addition to inspecting the security situation in various places, he also did some outside tasks to recruit local craftsmen from Lombardy and bring them back to the valley.
Although Ian, a government official in the occupied area, also serves as the flag captain of the garrison, most of the security maintenance tasks still need to be completed by Bas, the experienced garrison commander.
Lately running back and forth without touching the ground often caused his headaches to recur, and the pain kept him awake all night long.
After leaving Lombardy this morning, he rushed back non-stop with his bodyguard, and did not arrive at Nanguan Army Fort until dark. I plan to rest here for a day and rush back to the lakeland tomorrow morning.
After dinner, he returned to his office and opened a report on the public security situation in various places that he had just completed.
Because the valley has recruited a large number of outsiders in recent months, security incidents such as fights and petty thefts have occurred from time to time. Although these foreigners have gone through a series of screenings, some people with ulterior motives cannot be avoided.
The main task of Bass's return to the valley this time is to conduct another inventory of the newly recruited territorial residents. Anyone who disturbs the public order will be expelled in accordance with the regulations of the Government Affairs Office.
Open another chapter of parchment, which clearly records the security situation in the Lombardy-occupied area in the past half month.
Since Bass transferred more than 400 newly recruited young peasant soldiers from the garrison to the south, the security of those occupied areas has been greatly improved. On the other hand, after the Milan court lost several port cities in the south, some hostile people who still had some illusions completely lost their confidence, which also stabilized the security situation in the occupied areas to a certain extent.
Generally speaking, the security situation in Wales and the occupied areas is relatively stable.
After reading this large number of statistical reports on public security conditions, Bass breathed a long sigh of relief. As the commander of the garrison, he was satisfied with this result and did not worry about the continuous running around in the past two months.
Tomorrow morning, he will embark on the journey back to the valley again and continue to perform his duties as the commander of the Wells Garrison
When the candles in the bedroom of the Lord's Mansion of Rock Castle had just been extinguished, the city of Santia was in the hinterland of the Po River Plain. The lord's hall of the ancient city with hundreds of years of history was now brightly lit.
Since dinner, Ian, the chief official in charge of all government affairs in the occupied area, led more than a dozen of his staff to conduct inspections of taxes, population, land, commerce and other matters in Santia City overnight.
Santia City was the first large city he arrived at since he became the chief official of the government-occupied area. Every time he went to a place, he would take the lead in checking the local population and land information, and then arrange for officials to manage the taxation, commerce, population, land, farming, and public security of the place based on the information he had and the actual local conditions.
But unfortunately, the Welsh Army's siege of the city was much faster than the speed at which the Government Affairs Office handled government affairs.