Throne of the North.

Chapter 287 Golden Knights, Aboriginal Resettlement Plan

If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. It is even more impossible for nobles not to seek profit for themselves.

Baron Ryan said so much, and every point would be beneficial to him.

Population is the most direct. Whether it is the spiritual income it brings to him or the development potential brought by population, it is intuitive.

Meat and warehouses? On the surface, it seems that it is nothing, but Ryan, who has experienced the era of logistics, how could he not know the profit involved.

Wonders, soil? Wonders belong to everyone, and may even end up in the hands of the God of Light.

However, the hidden benefits brought about by this will help Ryan dump the specialties of the other world.

He has a lot of special products from another world... aren't they few? Then he can even link them to wonders, saying that they are creations recognized by the God of Light. Whether it's the time value or the viewing value, as well as the added faith value, the products from the frozen land will be popular.

As for the final mineral vein, there is nothing to worry about even if gold mines and amber jade are discovered.

The dust has settled, and all the nobles must abide by the rules. Even if all the nobles unite to deal with Baron Ryan, Baron Ryan is not alone. By the time the news spreads to the empire and the world to the south, the reputation of the nobles in the North Wind Province will be completely ruined.

Things that cannot be solved by war will eventually be left to the negotiation table.

I don't know whether the result this time will satisfy all the nobles, but seeing the nobles' faces filled with smiles of "hello, I'm fine, let's compete together tonight", I think most of the problems have been solved.

……

"Finally, we can start mining."

Ryan stood on the hillside. The trees here had been cut down. The once dense forest was now bare with only many tree stumps left.

About 1,500 miners started to build a mine here with a large number of tools. Indigenous people from several distant tribes would arrive one after another. This was the promise made by Ryan that he would give the indigenous people a place to settle down.

In the frozen ground.

"Harrington."

"My lord the baron."

Harrington knelt on one knee in front of Ryan, performing standard chivalrous etiquette.

"From today on, you will take the soldiers to guard the mines and not allow anyone to leave. Every other month, I will come to collect all the gold."

"Follow your wishes."

Leaving most of the soldiers here, Ryan turned around and headed for the indigenous tribes that had surrendered to him, starting with the Blue Lion Tribe. Gradually, more than 4,000 people followed him.

This is half of the population of those tribes. They followed Ryan, crossed the plane gate, and went to the Frozen Territory together.

The remaining half of the population temporarily stayed in the other world. It was impossible for Ryan to bring all the natives back at the same time. This would require a process, and might even take several years.

Until that world dies.

Over the course of several years, Ryan divided, reorganized, and educated these indigenous people.

Along the way, the cold wind was howling, and there were few clouds in the sky of the North Wind Province. The light shining under the clear sky was not warm, and the earth did not appear to be full of vitality. Instead, it was full of bleakness. It seemed that even the wild animals had felt the change in the weather and no longer came out to find food. They relied on the food stored in the past to prepare to survive the coming cold winter.

Of course, there were no prey to be found on both sides of the road. The huge team did not seem huge from a distance, because on this road leading in and out of the Marquisate, or more precisely, on the road to the other world, there were many teams of nobles.

One by one, the barons, viscounts, and lords sent their slaves and soldiers into the other world to mine. The nobles needed to bring back the greatest wealth in the shortest time.

Only Ryan's flag is the retrograde on this road.

He rode on a tall warhorse, and the passing troops would stop and stand on both sides of the road waiting for him to pass before setting off again.

He looked straight ahead and paid attention to the surrounding troops with his peripheral vision. Even the soldiers in the team were slack, and the miners who brought their own tools were haggard with sunken eyes. There was not much flesh on the arms exposed under the sackcloth clothes, only skin stuck to the bones.

The soldiers stared at Ryan in awe, while the miners knelt on the ground, staring at the dry earth pit in front of them, not daring to look up.

In the days that follow in the other world, I’m afraid a lot of people will die.

Along the way, Ryan could see a team of more than 100,000 people walking on this road, yes, more than 100,000.

This is the real power of developing another world dimension. The nobles dispatched the labor force, which easily exceeded 100,000 people, and it is certain that there will be more in the future.

In a few months, this number will probably double as long as the nobles see tangible benefits.

The nobles from the North Wind Province were like a group of vultures seeing a rotting corpse. They initially circled in the sky and patrolled their territories. The moment the first vulture swooped down, all the vultures began their feast.

He, Ryan, was the first one.

This road is long, but it is busier than in the past decades. Ryan walks in the middle. Wherever he passes, even the most crowded land will create a wide field of vision for him.

Behind him, Brand looked at Ryan's back. He always felt that Baron Ryan was a little different at this moment, as if some changes had taken place.

Deep in his heart, Ryan heard a dragon's roar.

He raised his head, and his pupils gradually turned into a fiery red color. Then real flames emerged from his eyes, then from his heart, and finally, his entire body, including the surface of the warhorse Winter under him, were burning with blazing flames.

"Roar!!!!"

The roar of a dragon erupted from Ryan's heart and exploded in the sky. At this moment, it was not just the slaves who knelt down, but all the armies belonging to other nobles knelt down, looking at Baron Ryan in shock as if he had walked out of the flames.

The flames spread over Ryan's body, spread over the road beneath his feet, and gathered in the sky above his head, transforming into a huge flaming dragon.

The burning wings flapped and roared, and all the lives that felt this majesty trembled and dared not look.

At a certain moment, Ryan took a deep breath, and all the flames were swallowed by his body. Only the charred and blazing air on the surrounding ground dispelled the coldness, making everyone remember that what had just happened was not an illusion.

"Golden Knight, it's so easy."

If becoming a Sky Knight is a chasm in the knight's training, then becoming a Golden Knight is the boundary between him and most mediocre knights in the world.

The threshold for this extraordinary path is very low, but it is never easy to practice to a high level.

"It seems that I am still a genius."

Ryan smiled, but he also understood that the reason he could become a golden knight so quickly and become a knight who could transform his blood and energy into flames was first attributed to his spiritual panel. He absorbed the remaining divine essence of the gods from the two worlds.

The second was the one-tenth dragon heart, a gift from his father, Earl Clayton.

Finally, it’s all about your own efforts. “Brand, you have to work hard.”

Ryan smiled and said to Brand that he was very powerful now and could definitely crush his guardian knight.

Brand didn't say anything, but his eyes under the knight's armor were full of determination.

……

In Ryan's opinion, the natives of the barbarian tribe were not weak. Even the women and children had muscles on their bodies. This might be related to the food they ate, or it might be possible that these natives were naturally gifted in this aspect.

A barbarian.

So the team's marching speed was not slow. It took Ryan seventeen or eighteen days to lead this large team back to the Frozen Territory.

Instead of entering the frozen land territory, Ryan divided the more than 4,000 natives into two groups.

Part of them will be placed in the mountains and forests south of the Tundra Territory. The Tundra Territory is remote, and is separated from the territory of its neighbor, Baron Hatton, by mountains and swamps. Before Ryan came, there were many fugitive slaves in the mountains and forests.

Ryan arranged for people to clean up those camps and build some wooden houses.

The populations of the Blue Lion Tribe, the Grey Eagle Tribe and the Black Bear Tribe will be arranged in the mountains and forests in the south, with a total of nine camp villages. It is expected that after all the indigenous population of the other world is relocated, each village will have five to six hundred people.

Etria has arranged for archons and some auxiliary officials to assist in administration.

What is inevitable is that the number of militiamen will continue to increase, the patrol area will be expanded, and a team of ten people will be stationed in each village.

The permafrost territory is very small, at least according to the records on the map, it is very small, with only the original Rhinoceros Horn Mountain and the surrounding areas of the mountain.

But Ryan never thought that his territory was divided according to the empire. The area patrolled by his army was his territory.

A large number of soldiers suppressed more than 2,000 natives and divided them into nine villages. If Ryan had not been present, there would probably have been a riot on the spot.

Ryan didn't care about it. In two days, someone would come to give clothes, food and money to the natives and instruct them to plant. In a month at most, these natives would either die at the hands of his army or start to get used to this lifestyle.

It will take at most three months for the natives to adapt to their respective villages.

In half a year, interests will emerge, and the emergence of interests will give rise to conflicts. The villages will no longer be familiar with each other as they were in the tribe, and they will no longer think that those of us in the same tribe should be our own people.

Even if there is no conflict of interest half a year later, Ryan will secretly send people to provoke these conflicts. Fighting among the natives is frequent, so it is too easy to do this.

It would only take half a year for the natives to gather together for a large-scale riot.

You have to know that Ryan left all the indigenous leaders and those with great power and say in the tribe in the other world.

A few years will allow some people to die, which is enough for these people to forget the past.

The most important thing is that the natives have nothing to do at night and are simple-minded, so they can only have children, and they will be able to settle down completely after one or two years.

What Ryan considered stability was the instability for him and the frozen land, not turning these natives into sheep.

It is impossible to do this. The nature of the barbarians is hidden in their blood and bones. This is why Ryan arranged the natives in the mountains and forests. They will become farmers and hunters.

At the same time, it is also a good source of soldiers for Ryan’s army.

He wants to expand the army.

The remaining two thousand people will appear about twenty to thirty miles north of the Frozen Territory. There are several mountains whose south sides are not covered with snow. They will only be buried by wind and snow in winter every year. Ryan had built some wooden houses in the process of cultivating terraces. They were originally reserved for hunters. Later, he arranged for people to dig some caves to accommodate the remaining indigenous tribes.

In this way, not only will the indigenous people in the north and south directions be divided due to conflicts of interest in their respective villages, but conflicts will also arise due to the differences between the north and the south. The Rhino Horn Mountain in the middle can completely isolate the two sides.

By then, the possibility of the natives having any ideas will be completely eliminated.

Finally, there is the extraordinary existence.

The extraordinary world can put an end to all resistance that ordinary people may cause.

After the natives of North and South Wind have been educated, some outstanding people and families will be selected to live in the town under the Rhino Horn Mountain. This is a path to upward mobility and the only way to obtain extraordinary means from his master Ryan.

boom!
The huge stone was pushed down and rolled down the gentle slope, and there was a huge noise in the team.

"Suddenly, there is a group of people who have never experienced nobility and slavery. It is really troublesome."

Ryan was a little tired. He glanced at the chaos in the team ahead caused by the cold and nodded to the soldiers.

The knight's sword fell, and the heads of more than a dozen natives rolled down. The warm blood dyed the frosty ground red, and the team was suppressed.

In Ryan's plan, the villages in the north will focus on raising livestock, while the villages in the south will focus on growing certain special crops and hunting.

This is also in response to local conditions. It is not easy to farm in the north, but it is more convenient to raise livestock.

It’s okay to be a little cold. After all, this world has not fallen into death like the other world. Even the frozen soil can provide nutrients for the growth of potatoes.

"Among the indigenous people, there will definitely be many who are unwilling to accept this result, so let's give them a second way."

Ryan looked at the team which was still "full of public discontent" and spoke.

Selling oneself.

Sell ​​yourself to Master Ryan and become a soldier, but such conditions are harsh. In addition, it is also open to those lords, so that the lords of the Frozen Territory are eligible to recruit their own soldiers.

Food, drink and accommodation are provided, and all you have to do is work hard.

The natives were excited, and almost all of them were willing to become warriors. When they were in the tribe in the other world, they already had all the professions.

Ryan didn't choose any of them, but Etria, who was following him, was surprised to find that the indigenous team had quieted down and no longer resisted.

"The important thing is not to block their future, but to give them hope. With hope, they will naturally not resist."

"No matter if they are strong or weak, extraordinary or slaves, they will all be used by me in the end."

Ryan looked at the sky. After more than two years here, he finally stood firm at the top of the North Wind Province.

The next target is the Extraordinary Legion.

(End of this chapter)