Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 98 The Wisdom of the Little People
Since ancient times, the number of armies has been greatly inflated.

Duncan's war mobilization order had just been issued, and soon Cornwall, Hampshire, London and other places responded. He originally expected that it would be enough to recruit 20,000 people, but he did not expect that the British people would support him so much. Many people volunteered to join the army, and some even came with a short spear and a wooden shield.

All of a sudden, the troops increased to more than 25,000 people.

Most of the extra five or six thousand people were young and strong exiles who had just arrived in the British Isles and were allocated land, but they did not have ownership of the land for the time being.

Many people wanted to directly seize land ownership through military merit.

Just behead a first-class soldier on the battlefield.

Their military achievements are equivalent to three to five years of hard work for their entire family, and there are also additional rewards.

Farming and warfare.

Duncan actually played the same strategy as the Qin State, but it was a weakened version, not as extreme, and it also added the land division status.

Dorset.

A group of young and strong exiles armed with spears and wooden shields gathered in the village. The place was a bit desolate and dilapidated. There were very old dome-shaped wooden houses nearby, which were leaky and had mud walls outside. The village did not even have a decent flat land, and the outside was full of mud.

When they migrated here, there were only a few dozen indigenous people nearby, the water wells were rotten, and they had to be careful of attacks from wild animals at night.

The Saxon pirates wreaked havoc on the British Isles.

"Boss."

A young man of about sixteen or seventeen came running over and said to the young man in the lead, who looked carefree, "Everyone's here. Thirty-two people in total."

Luo Lin is the leader of this group of exiles.

The exiles were scattered across the mountain villages, and he was just a small group among them. He looked at the others and said in a deep voice, "Have you brought all the dry food?"

Someone quickly answered, “I brought it.”

Luo Lin nodded with satisfaction: "Very good. Let's get ready to go."

"Hurry up and get going."

"If you go slower, you won't be able to catch up with the main group."

Duncan's war mobilization order was brought by three light cavalrymen. As for conscripting young men, the three Sarmatian cavalrymen reined in their horses and stopped. They didn't even enter the shabby little village. They just drank some water outside the fence. After Rowling arrived and hurriedly announced the war mobilization order, they immediately rushed to the next town or village.

Not coming?

It's ok.

Don’t want the land anymore?

There was no need to worry about people not coming. There was even a little worry that too many people would come and affect the village's reclamation of wasteland, so they only gave them 30 places.

Rowling was still smart and secretly added two more people, a captain and a deputy captain.

"Walk."

This exile militia was composed entirely of infantry. The village was so poor that it didn't even have a donkey. All the work of reclaiming the land was done by manpower. The reclamation work was huge during that period, and they arrived late, so the cattle and horses had been taken away by others.

Luo Lin felt so lost!

The exiles who arrived early were settled in Hampshire, an area close to London, where the land was good and there was water, and they would have a good harvest next year.

Those who arrived late could only move to the mountainous areas.

Of course, you can also go to London, but the land is not yours. It is cultivated for the soldiers of the British Imperial Legion, which is equivalent to the status of a tenant farmer. You can make a living, but cultivating land for others is ultimately a little less meaningful.

Most of the best land in Britain is military land.

Soldiers don't farm.

All the farming was done by the city hall, who hired tenant farmers, or had their own families do the farming. The harvest was directly deducted from taxes, or could even be converted into money and handed over to the legionnaires.

However, there are very few people who enjoy this treatment, probably only about 3,000 people.

They are considered professional soldiers.

Rowling didn't want to be a tenant farmer, and the good land in London would not be his. So he gritted his teeth, and after completing the population list, he took his people directly to Dorset. Even if he had to reclaim wasteland, at least the land would belong to him in the future.

It is this generation that will suffer, so that their descendants will have good land to farm.

London!
It was simply their dream home, with fertile plains, the Thames River, convenient ports, prosperous business, and even schools. Rowling dreamed of making a contribution and moving directly to the heart of the British Isles.

After traveling for a long time, the group finally entered the main road.

The Roman road system was very developed. In four hundred years, nearly five thousand miles of Roman roads were built on the British Isles. The most important ones were the Watling Way and the Elmine Way, one leading directly to Wales and the other to Yorkshire.

The three major symbols of the empire are the Roman roads, urbanization, and Roman law.

However, the Roman Avenue has been in disrepair for many years and is no longer a square road. It is only four or five meters wide. It was a road built for the rapid dispatch of the imperial legions and is relatively well preserved.

Rowling and others were preparing to rush to the assembly point along the Fox Road. People kept joining them along the way. Most of them brought their own dry food, but after being incorporated into the legion, they would be provided with food and accommodation.

"There seems to be a druid's sacrificial stone over there," said a small young man sitting by the roadside. Luo Lin, munching on some dry food and dried fish, took a look, patted his butt, and stood up.

"Walk."

He called to a few people and said, "Let's go get something to eat."

The British had one advantage: cheap salt and fish. They couldn't afford good fish, so their daily meat intake depended entirely on a little smoked dried fish, which was firm but not fishy. Southampton's thriving fishing industry benefited the surrounding areas, driving down the price of fish. They often bought the fish along with the salt.

As for other meats, they had no chance of getting them as they were all extremely poor.

But after arriving in the British province, they did look much better.

How could you starve to death on an island near the sea?

A clever young man caught up and looked at Luo Lin, asking doubtfully, "Boss, didn't you convert to the church not long ago?"

"Isn't it a bad time to go to the Druid's Sacrifice Stone now?"

Snapped.

Luo Lin raised his hand and slapped him, then rolled his eyes and said, "That's to get the pastor to bring some food."

"Do you understand dedication?"

"Let's act pitiful later, and these priests and ministers will give us some food."

Little people have the wisdom of little people.

Rollin lived in Gaul and believed in the Arian Church. In order to preach, the pastor would help the poor from time to time, that is, give them food, usually one meal. He took the opportunity to ask people to eat more, and the food and gifts he took could last for a day or two.

But since he has come to the British Isles, he naturally needs to be flexible. As for the Druid faith, he can also believe in it and see if he can get something to eat.

Trust whoever is useful.

Rowling was loyal to the Governor of Britain. As for his religious beliefs, when he arrived at the next town, he would have to go to the church to see if he could get some communion.

He advocates pragmatism, believing that faith should not be wasted and that one should trust whoever benefits him.

This is a small Avalon sacrifice stone.

The Avalonian faith is mostly found in remote areas, among the indigenous tribes of Britain, near the mountainous woodlands of Cornwall, Dorset, Wales, etc.

There was only one druid in charge of maintenance, and he brought two apprentice priests with him. Because the place was relatively remote, not many believers came. When they saw Rowling and others coming, they were immediately overjoyed. These people were obviously exiles. If they could convert to the Avalon faith, it would be a great missionary achievement.

The Avalon faith also has its own sect, which is formalized and organized. Its full name is the 'Order of British Druids'. It can be sent to the battlefield to boost morale and is a special temple troop.

Luo Lin is very familiar with eating and drinking.

He pretended to express his reverence for the faith of Avalon, and then performed a simple sacrificial ceremony. He was very stingy and looked very distressed. He took out some dried fish from his tattered pockets, and held the dried fish, which were five or six fingers big, in his hands and presented them to the druid priest.

How miserable.

So poor.

The corner of the Druid priest's mouth twitched, and he couldn't bear to accept it. The British Catholic Church often gave alms, and although the Druid Order was a little poor, they couldn't be too stingy.

So not long after, Rowling came back happily, eating and taking things with him, putting them in his clothes pockets. In his hand, he was chewing a wooden pear, the kind with a very hard skin, which was produced in Mesopotamia and then spread to the British Isles through Greece and Rome. The Druid belief managed the mountains and wild lands, and there were large mountain orchards around the Avalon Stone.

The others each got a little.

A short exile boy, carrying a spear and chewing a wooden pear, gave Luo Lin a thumbs up.

Good for you.

When the Arian priests were preaching, Rowling would often ask for money from them. Now that he has arrived in the British Isles, he still eats and drinks for free.

The druid happily escorted them away from the Avalon Stone.

He also said that after a while, he would take his disciples to their village, not only to teach them how to farm, but also to give them some farming tools, and even to find a way to borrow a cow.

The faith of Avalon has also been undergoing some changes recently.

Many druids had to learn farming knowledge as well, and when spreading their faith, they had to add the "agriculture" priesthood. The grandest festival of the Avalon faith also became the "Harvest Festival". The entire sect's faith was changing, and even the image of the druids was changing towards experts who were proficient in agriculture. The main focus was on building a priesthood sanctuary of the Avalon faith with "agriculture" as the core.

Farming and warfare.

Farming is naturally the belief of Avalon, and fighting must be the goddess of victory.

A little episode.

Luo Lin led his men along the road for two days and finally arrived at the assembly camp. The others ate dry food along the way. He ate and took some food when he passed by the church altar. He looked better than before he set out.

However, he felt that the British priests were not as generous as the Arian priests, so he decided to convert to the Avalonian faith in the future.

It was definitely not for the cow that the druid priest promised to lend them!

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(End of this chapter)