Traveling through The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

The two Reach boys in the front were wearing khaki animal skin armor and holding double swords. Riya and two girls, who were also wielding double blades, followed closely behind them. The two Reach girls at the back shot arrows at the imperial soldiers while running. The seven of them were like tigers among a flock of sheep, driving the enemy's more than 40 people away in panic. We also opened the city gates and rushed out. The imperial soldiers, who were attacked from both sides, could not escape, and all squatted down with their heads in their hands to surrender. However, the Reach people did not buy this trick at all, and harvested lives everywhere. Our soldiers appeared in the mountains and on the official roads. Dad and Riya shouted loudly, and only then did they stop the massacre of the Reach guards. More than 40 people, less than half survived.

The Imperial Legion that invaded Falkreath was completely destroyed by us. 127 of the 200 were captured, including their commander Lucius and two centurions. Danger arranged for the prisoners to be detained for interrogation. Tagel went to the Howling Bastion to preside over the defense work. Baron Sengard was responsible for cleaning up the city so that residents could move in. Dad rushed back to Helgen Town to organize residents to return to Falkreath. I was assigned an unhurried job: take six members of the Reachman Guard to fish and hunt nearby and try to collect some meat. We plan to complete these tasks in about a week, and then hold a triumphal ceremony.

Because we had fought side by side in Howling Bastion, the female knight Rhea's attitude towards me changed greatly. Just as Babas said, she regarded me as her savior and no longer said harsh and contemptuous words. She even took the initiative to get close to me. I took the opportunity to learn about the situation of the Reachman Guard from her. The combat power of the team formed by my father in the multiple battles in the past two days shocked everyone. There is no doubt that if there were only those five girls who attacked Falkreath at night, they would definitely be able to kill all the enemies that were three times their number. Although the battle outside the city gate was just a pursuit after the enemy was defeated, it also showed the ferocity of the other members.

Riya introduced that the Richman Guards were divided into two teams. The two men and three women she led were called the Bear Team, and they were good at frontal assaults, beheading generals and capturing flags. In the decisive battle with Lucius, they were the first to break through the enemy's line and approached the governor himself, resulting in the collapse of the enemy. The other six girls were good at assassination and ambush, and were called the Tiger Team. The team leader was Winnie, who had escorted Helgi to school. Dad was afraid that these crazy girls would not obey Tager and my discipline, so he arranged for Riya to lead the team and left Winnie to protect himself. Who knew that we sent Riya back to deliver the letter. Fortunately, the elder sisters just killed people and did not do anything too outrageous.

With such an elite team in hand, it's no wonder that my father scoffed at my training suggestions. However, Riya praised the formation I invented. You know, we don't have much advantage in numbers, and we don't have enough time to train, but in the decisive battle, only seven people died and more than 40 were injured. This is the advantage of the formation. Today, Baron Helgen is the most powerful noble in Falkreath. He holds the most elite Third Legion and the Reach Guard in the territory, and has control over the Bloody Throne Quarry. He is also the father-in-law of the lord, Old Tarzan. Fortunately, he is old but has only one daughter, otherwise he will definitely be envied by other nobles.

However, given the temperament of that old fox Danger, even if the two families were married, he would never sit back and watch him grow stronger and stronger. So the old guy quietly let Tagel take over the Howling Wind Bastion, and also brought out Baron Sengard to take over the supplies, but sent me, who was close to my father, out hunting. But I was also happy to be free. I was dissatisfied with my father's behavior towards Lund some time ago, so I didn't want to get involved in the intrigue between him and Danger.

It was much easier and more pleasant to be with these Reachmen. They were like the gods of death on the battlefield, but they were easy to get along with in private. On the one hand, it was because I had a good reputation among the Reachmen refugees, and on the other hand, they knew that Helgi and I were brother and sister. Being able to recognize a Reachmen as a sister, saving her life, and being willing to understand and respect the culture of the Reachmen, all of these were enough to prove that I was different from most Nords and was not a narrow-minded nationalist. Although these Reachmen were raised by my father as death warriors, they were dependent on others after all, and were very sensitive to other people's attitudes. Naturally, my kindness was rewarded accordingly.

The preparations for the triumphal procession went much more smoothly than expected. First, the woodcutters and carpenters returned to Falkreath, restarted the sawmill, and built some simple huts. Rhodes led the First Legion to take over the defense of the Howling Bastion and the city, and set up many tents in the city as temporary residences for the returning residents. Hunters such as Walder also joined our hunting operation. We swept the woodlands between the Falkreath Watchtower and the Half Moon Mill along the west bank of Lake Irinata, and found an excellent fishing ground. So only four days later, the triumphal procession was held.

Early in the morning of that day, residents gathered on both sides of the official road near the east gate, looking out at the city gate, where a mighty army was stationed. Accompanied by the exciting drumbeats, the army marched into the city in neat steps. Walking in the front was the liberator of Falkreath City, Baron Tagel of the Storn family, and behind him was Baron Helgen, "Half-Hand" Jaeger Horik, and his Reachman Guards with outstanding military achievements. Behind the four barons, I entered the city as the first person of the knight class, leading the representatives of the Third Legion stationed in Helgen Town, and Rod and Soraf followed behind with representatives of the First and Second Legions respectively.

On the city wall, someone sang out the titles, names, and achievements of the people who entered the city, and the residents who watched responded with warm cheers and applause. Everyone's face was filled with the joy of victory. The captives who entered the city last were the ones who pushed the triumphal procession to a climax. From the governor Lucius to the ordinary privates, they were all stripped naked, their hands tied behind their backs, and shivered in the chilly spring. Twenty soldiers followed on both sides with long whips in their hands, randomly whipping the once arrogant invaders, driving them through the city gates and accepting the humiliation of the people. For a while, shouts and scolding arose, and people rushed forward, spitting, slapping, and those standing in the back row pressed down on the shoulders of the people in front to scratch them. Those whose family members had sacrificed were in tears, and the scene was once very chaotic. It was not until these guys circled the city and were escorted back to the prison in the Howling Bastion that the crowd slowly calmed down.

Tagel and Danger went up to the temporary platform to give speeches. The two brothers first expressed their gratitude to everyone for sticking with them and sticking together. While announcing that the invaders had been completely subdued, they also explained why the lord and his wife could not attend such an important ceremony, that is, the lord's wife was pregnant. Tagel used a rhythmic poem to express his blessing for his unborn grandchildren, and linked pregnancy, spring, victory and hope for the future together, saying that the holy spirits were using this child to bless the people of Falkreath, and the Storn family would be with everyone. People congratulated me one after another, but I kept my head down silently, hiding my achievements and fame.

After Danger announced that all the land would be returned to the original owner and the lord would help rebuild it, the triumphal procession entered the final stage, which was the banquet. Eddie, a famous chef from Helgen, prepared exclusive food for everyone: dumplings, as well as a variety of fresh game and white bread for everyone. After a cold and hungry winter, a grand banquet could truly arouse people's confidence and motivation.

Baron Sengard was left to preside over the banquet, and we, the members of the council, went to Howling Bastion. Steward Nanya had been waiting for a long time, and my father represented Rigel. After such a brilliant victory, we need to study how to distribute the spoils. We plan to connect the Falkreath Watchtower, the Howling Bastion and the town to build a large Falkreath City. The scale of this city will be similar to that of Whiterun, and it will become a first-class city in Skyrim. The lumberyard and the quarry are the two pillars that support our ambition.

The farm of Pinewood Watchtower was officially assigned to Rigel, Falkreath no longer collected taxes, and the two flying watchtowers in the north and south were officially assigned to Baron Helgen. In addition, Dad was also awarded the title of Baron Nugra and took over Nugra Fortress. We have completely turned against the Empire. Although Cyrodiil's army is currently concentrated in the south to fight against the Ancestral Continent, we still need to pay attention to the movements of Bruma, the imperial city south of the Pale Pass. Baron Sengard is not up to the task, and we need a strong general to guard the southern border.

The Corpse Light Farm will be moved outside the city. The initial plan is to move it to the Guanhu Manor area. Baron Sengard does not have the financial resources to manage this wasteland, so it finally fell into my hands. However, I am only a manager and can take a cut of the profits. The ownership of the land still belongs to the lord. This area has the best farms and fisheries in the territory, and is in a relatively safe hinterland. If it is well managed, it will become our granary.

As expected, Howling Bastion was taken over by the lord. It will once again become the main fortress of Falkreath, the lord's residence and the garrison of the army, and also serve as a prison. The original urban area was built into Falkreath Town, with the mayor being Nanya, who was good at governing. The layout of the town did not change much. The northern area at the foot of Howling Bastion was a large cemetery and a logging site. The Dead Man's Wine Inn in the west of the central part will be rebuilt and will still be run by Valga and her daughter. Other areas will be divided up by the nobles to build their own manors, and the original lord's longhouse will be rebuilt into the town hall. The southern part of the town is still a civilian residential area and market.

All the captives will be sent to the Bloody Throne Fortress to work as laborers in the quarry. Ordinary soldiers can send letters to their families. The ransom we demand is 500 Septim per person, which is basically the annual income of an ordinary laborer. If they are craftsmen such as carpenters or stonemasons, their annual income can reach about 1,500 to 2,000 Septim. We hope to take this opportunity to spread the news of the annihilation of the Imperial Legion throughout the sky. As for the three officers, the original price was 8,000 Septim for the centurion and 10,000 Septim for Lucius, but this guy claimed to be the nephew of General Tullius, so Danger immediately decided to change his ransom to 30,000 Septim.

Finally, it's about diplomacy. Everyone agreed that I should continue to contact the Reachmen and try to support Moira to become the matriarch of the Snake Cliff Tribe. Of course, she must fully respect our interests and dignity as an ally. Another target to strive for is still Lord Balgruuf of Whiterun. Now that the Imperial Legion has been severely damaged, Tullius may not be able to continue to support Balgruuf. If Whiterun is unwilling to ally with us, then we will be forced to join the Stormcloak camp to protect ourselves.

"No matter what, the army of Falkreath will appear at the gates of Whiterun. Whether they are enemies or friends is up to you."

These are the exact words from Danger's letter to Balgruuf.