Transmigration of the bastard lord

A dozen or so villagers from a small village in the territory of Ernes were captured by their local lords not long ago and joined the coalition army as civilian husbands.If this war took place in another territory and the coalition forces were lucky enough to win, then perhaps half of these peasants could return to their hometowns after completing their corvee service; if the coalition forces failed, then they didn't die on the battlefield as cannon fodder During the charge, he died in the hostile settlement after the war.Even if they survived these reckonings, their ultimate fate would be to be sold as defeated slaves in unfamiliar territories.

After the race war ended, in the thousands of years of the human kingdom's history, the nobles and royal families from all over the world continued to have disputes; but the people who died the most and lost the most in the war were always the innocent civilians involved.

These civilian husbands are naturally unwilling to die in vain, but what can they do?The earth plane can still initiate peasant uprisings, and ordinary people can shoot and kill so-called knight generals with crossbows; but in this high-level military plane, tens of thousands of ordinary people can't deal with a knight order, so what can they do?Can't help but sigh.

The oldest of these civilian husbands is close to 40 years old, and the youngest is only 14 years old.The delicious vegetable soup and soft steamed buns captured their hearts. Knowing that they had a difficult future, they had no intention of resisting, and stayed obediently at the place scheduled by the militia; the militia in this squadron dispatched several times to arrest After killing 1000 people, these peasants were called up and moved to White Farm in strings with ropes.

The happiness of having a full meal slowly passed away, and the peasants who realized that they had become captives of the enemy gradually began to panic.Their hands are tied to a rope, and they are connected in a string, like cattle and sheep being driven, being led in a daze on the barren land.

"Father... where will we be taken?" After walking for more than two hours, the teenagers in the queue showed exhaustion.In front of him and behind him were civilian men whose hands were also tied to a rope, and those unfamiliar soldiers in neat uniforms walked on both sides of them; because they had not suffered cruel treatment, the other party's attitude towards them was not very vicious, this Although the teenagers were disturbed, they were not frightened and shouted.

"Shh..." The old man with rich life experience among the civilian husbands glanced nervously at the militiaman walking not far from them, and said in a low voice, "Be quiet, Harry, don't offend those gentlemen."

Infected by the old man's solemnity, the young man nodded hastily, and took a peek at the nearby soldier who was escorting them forward without turning his eyes, and pursed his mouth tightly.

After the population concentration in Hydesey, the fields with inconvenient transportation were left unused.These more than a thousand civilians were led through a small abandoned village. The young man blinked his curious eyes at the empty houses and the field ridges covered with weeds, and couldn't help but speak to the old man who knew everything in his mind, " Dad... do these soldiers want us to help them farm the land?"

The old man who was tied in front of the young Harry was also looking at the "fertile" fertile land in his eyes... The weeds can be so lush, and there is a river next to it, so it is not bad to plant wheat, "Maybe? So many empty houses... ...In the previous disaster, many people may have died in Hydesy..."

"Oh." The young Harry nodded half-understood. This year's disaster was too terrible, and many people in their village also went away.

After walking for a long time, the sky began to darken, and the young Harry's stomach began to growl.Although the delicious meal was delicious, it has been digested after such a long time; peeking at the militiamen who are still moving forward, recalling the delicious meal at noon, the young man swallowed secretly, and secretly told the old man in front of him He muttered, "Daddy, I'm hungry..."

The old man was also thinking of the delicious meal at noon because of his hungry stomach, licked his lips and said in a low voice: "Be patient, child. The master said he would give us something to eat, don't worry."

A female soldier walking near them turned her head and looked over. Harry and the old man were frightened by her gaze, and hurriedly lowered their heads and walked obediently; It sounds good, but... In their memory, the experience and lessons passed down from generation to generation are to be respectful to the old men and never offend; therefore, when this female soldier walked towards Harry and the old man, it was not just the boy and the old man. The old man broke out in a cold sweat instantly, and even the civilian husbands in front of and behind them were so nervous that they held their breath.

Jane, who followed in the footsteps of the shadow walker and joined the women's team, although she is already a somewhat famous second-tier walker, has never received any superior treatment in the women's team.Jane and Olivia, who were quite dissatisfied at the beginning, complained a lot in private, and together with Natalie, who fell in love with the ladyboy ranger of the Nice militia, they challenged the authority of the female team captain—afterwards, Anna felt no pressure The three female walkers who had been beaten hard were completely convinced.

When an individual joins a group and is convinced by the leader of the group, no matter how rebellious the individual was before, it will be affected and changed by the group atmosphere.After the three female walkers were beaten off by Anna, they were gradually infected by the straightforward and passionate energy of the women's team; now, Natalie and Olivia are just ordinary players, but Jane, who is quick-witted, can Has been mixed to the position of the head of the group.

"Hi, little guy." Unknowingly, the forerunner, who was no different from the rest of the women's team, walked up to Harry, fumbled in his pocket and took out a small paper bag, "I'm calling you, why don't you talk?"

Harry's face turned pale, his body was stiff, and he was pulled forward by the traction force of the rope. He didn't dare to look at Jane, let alone speak; the old man who was also pulled forward turned tremblingly. Turning his head, he looked at the soldier master humbly and flatteringly, his smile was uglier than crying, "I'm sorry, master, please forgive us..."

"What are you talking about? Forgive or not. What did you do?" Jane looked suspiciously at the hunched old man, and then at the young man who was as thin as a firewood stick. What can your guy do?Self-consciously, she opened the paper bag, took out finger-sized maltose, and the female walker, who was not a weaker daughter, stuffed it directly into the mouth of the terribly pale boy.

"Hold it first, bear with it, and there will be something to eat when you get there."

People in Everbright do not allow the use of wheat to make wine, but they are very supportive of promoting the production of maltose.Sugary food can supplement good heat energy, and people who do heavy labor like to carry a small bag with them.Stuffed a piece for the young man, Jane looked at the trembling old man again, took a piece and handed it over, "You also have a piece first, don't be hungry."

A dozen strips of maltose were wrapped in neatly cut newspapers. Jane divided two pieces between the two young and old, who looked a bit weak. She looked around and shouted loudly, "Who else can't hold on? Tell me in advance." Ah, there are still several miles to go, and no one will carry it if it falls down!"

Numbly walking forward, the civilian husbands stared blankly at the master Bing who was holding a small bag of sugar in his hand and questioning them. Between the noses of the peasants, several of them murmured in unison.

The young Harry was caught off guard and stuffed with a piece of candy. Before any unnecessary emotions appeared in his mind, the rich and full sweet taste in his mouth instantly hit the softest place in his heart.In this world with backward productivity, the sugar industry is a high-profit industry firmly controlled by the nobles; maltose, which can be produced by ordinary people in ancient China, is hardly known in this world; Precious and rare medicines, only sick children can enjoy (Note: the ghosts in the Middle Ages really used sugar as medicine); and Harry, he knew that there was such a good taste as "sweet", but in his In my cognition, it is a supreme delicacy that only noble gentlemen can enjoy...

"No one wants it?" Jane asked again in a raised voice, and seeing no one asked, she took the bag of candy back.The engineering team had to do hard work, and these candies were distributed as daily necessities; and she had been in the adventure world before, so naturally she didn't think this thing was too precious.Looking back, seeing the young man pursing his lips and weeping violently, this second-rank walker was taken aback, "Hey, kid, what are you doing!"

Harry's mind was in chaos, and he pursed his mouth tightly, afraid to let go of even a trace of sweetness; he had never felt this kind of rich sweetness, even when he was a child, drinking a little sweetened water was considered a generous treat The old man was not less impacted than Harry. He seemed to be very old, but he was actually less than 40 years old. The hardships of life had worn away all his yearning for a better life in his heart, and it became even more unbelievable that he was being "favoured" "; After sniffing his nose twice, the old man turned his head away with difficulty, his face was still so humble, but there was no such forced and unnatural flattery, his eyes were a little red, and he choked up and repeated: "Thank you You, sir, thank you... thank you..."

Jane was stunned for a moment, her cheeks blushed instantly, she waved her hands vigorously, turned around and left, and said in a complaining tone, "Don't thank me, what's the matter, it's just a piece of candy."

Having said that, Jane was in a rather cheerful mood; and who would be unhappy to be sincerely thanked?

The soldier master walked away as if he was running away, and the civilian husbands looked at each other, not daring to speak, but the corners of their mouths were slightly pulled up, and the stone in their hearts was also put to the bottom.It’s just a piece of candy, just a piece of candy; but just such a piece of candy is enough to suppress the apprehension in the hearts of the peasants and the panic about the future; if the gentlemen here are such good people, then they...why worry about it ?

Forty miles away, such a large group of people dawdled until nightfall before arriving at the place.Seeing the large-scale and brightly lit White Farm, which is similar to a small town, from afar, the peasants who have never seen anything in the world can't help but cringe a little, and the joy of finally reaching the place also fades—especially after approaching, They were even more horrified to find that there were heavily armed soldiers standing guard at the gate of the farm inside the wall.

"Go inside, go inside! Hey, those over there, don't look around, go in first!" Captain Anna ran out to help maintain order. Just standing there made a long string of civilian husbands as docile as quails.Among the folk husbands, the young Harry and the old man who had enjoyed the "favorable treatment" did not dare to show their air. They walked into the farm under the leadership of the militia tremblingly and took them to the vacated warehouse.This section of the road was extremely smooth, and they were really shocked by the scene of large liquid lamps hanging around and the shadows of tall buildings in the dark; Looking at them, the moment they saw the soldiers patrolling in neat lines and wearing armor, they were instantly frightened and hid their heads in their chests.

Hundreds of people are stuffed into one warehouse, and the excess is taken to another warehouse.When entering the door, the militiamen who guarded these peasants removed the ropes from their hands. Harry, who couldn't bear his youthful nature, couldn't help but slightly raised his head and glanced around quickly. He saw another large group of peasants being brought in on the other side of the warehouse group— —The several squadrons dispatched to capture civilian husbands, not just Lydia's team, have gained a lot.

As captured civilian husbands, it is impossible for Harry and others to receive the same treatment as those who fled during the disaster; but even the downgraded "indifference" treatment is enough to make these civilian husbands feel grateful-there are hundreds of them in an empty warehouse Not long after settling down, big baskets of steamed buns, big buckets of pickles, big pots of grilled fish fillets, dried fish, and fish floss came in.

Steamed buns are wheat flour mixed with bean dregs, pickles are overstocked products after overproduction, grilled fish fillets, dried dried fish, and fried fish floss are non-staple foods that have to be researched by the over-abundant fishery to deal with a large number of fish; At least twice as many artificial lakes and reservoirs have been raised, as long as they can go back and forth in a day, fish are raised-even the rice fields are not spared.With such a crazy output, the supply is far greater than the demand, and Fu Youguang has to try his best to store these surplus shallow water fish.

Full-flavored fish products, pickled products, and steamed buns that are many times more delicious than black bread, these folks who have been worried for a long time and walked forty miles, many of them burst into tears after eating a few bites; It was not an easy journey for them. After being captured by civilians, most of them knew that they might not be able to go back alive; while in the days of the coalition army, except for a few days before they were full, they were half-starved for a long time afterwards. status.Under the influence of each other, the civilian husbands cried louder, causing the militia guards outside the warehouse area to rush in to watch nervously; as a result, seeing countless old and young men crying, they ate and ate, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

"what happened?"

In a small building adjacent to the warehouse area, Lydia, who had just completed the task handover, opened the window and looked out; the militiamen on duty outside looked strange, and pointed their fingers in the direction of the warehouse, "Uh...those Are the guys homesick?"

"..." Lydia grinned: "Let them cry, we can't let them go back anyway; Mr. Alex is waiting to receive manpower."

In the room, Anna who was sitting behind the wooden table sighed helplessly: "Lydia, you can't be a follower because of your temper."

"I'm not wrong..." Lydia pouted, closed the window and walked back, "It's better to work here than to be cannon fodder? Those who are well managed in the mining area, work honestly and do nothing wrong, and have high salaries , much better treatment than their family."

Anna shook her head, gave up this topic, and put a document on the desktop: "Tomorrow we are going to slow down the marching speed of this cavalry team. The pits and roadblocks have been set up; you take your squadron to set up an ambush at this position, Cooperate with Jasmine and her squadron..." After a pause, Anna became serious, "You must remember to listen to Jasmine's words, and you must not rush in; this is not your fault alone, if something goes wrong, the entire squadron will suffer, you Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood the captain..." Lydia was depressed, "I'm not a child anymore, I will do things according to the order."

"I hope you can do a good job and don't make any mistakes. Last time I applied for the follower qualification for you, and how many good things I said to them, you beat your aunt in the street later, which made me waste my saliva. This task Done, our women's team can get a few more follower places, you must seize the opportunity." Captain Anna kept a straight face, but her tone was a little... not serious enough; she was able to control the rest of the women's team He is obedient, but he is still unable to use his strength against Lydia, a prickly person.

As soon as the aunt who married a tailor was mentioned, Lydia became angry and said loudly: "That can't be blamed on me, that dead woman speaks ill of me everywhere outside, even arranges my marriage on her own, slanders my parents, and I heard it on the spot. She actually wanted to marry me to an old widower to receive a dowry, would that woman treat me as a dead person?!"

"Okay...you stay away from their house in the future..." Captain Anna was helpless, everyone's family affairs were a mess, especially the team members who had been published in the newspaper and won the honor of heroes.

The young Harry ate two full meals a day and got a piece of candy. Although he only slept on the straw that night, he still had a good night's sleep.The next day, there was a commotion in the farm before dawn, and Harry, who was awakened, looked around blankly at the peasants sleeping in several rows in the warehouse, climbed to the gate, and peeked out by lying on the crack of the door.

Seeing this, Harry's eyes widened, and his mouth almost opened into an O-shape; he saw groups of soldiers in sharp armor coming out from all directions neatly, and some people who looked like officials His subordinates walked out to the gate where they came in silently; the armor and weapons of these master soldiers were not as gorgeous as those noble private soldiers in the coalition army he stayed in before, but the solemn atmosphere and killing momentum, even if he was like this Ordinary people can see the difference.All kinds of formations, soldiers and gentlemen with different equipment, it took more than two hours just to set off and pass through the formation, which dazzled and fascinated the young man.

"...that's amazing..." The young Harry murmured unconsciously, sticking his whole body to the crack of the door; those soldiers were men and women, men and women, men and women, all of them were full of energy, full of vigor and vitality, Compared with those sloppy private soldiers of the aristocrats, there is a huge difference; this young man does not understand the difference between professional-level soldiers, regular soldiers, and militiamen. His heart, worn out by reality, was pounding, making him envious and yearning from the bottom of his heart.

The last queue passed for a long time, and the young Harry was still lying on the door panel, reluctant to leave; it was not until after eight o'clock that the staff of the farm cafeteria brought steaming steamed buns and vats of soy milk to the peasants, that Harry stopped being shocked Aftertaste of a scene, concentrate on enjoying this rare delicacy.

After eating this soft and delicious steamed bun for the third time, the folks finally calmed down; the delicious soy milk full of soybean fragrance made them lick their lips, and the bolder ones started talking to the staff who delivered the steamed buns.

"My lord, can I ask...do you need us to do something?" A civilian husband rubbed his hands, showing the unconsciously humble and ingratiating smile when facing a high-status person.

"Don't call me that, I'm not a master." The canteen employee quickly waved his hand. He was a villager who was rescued by the farm during the snow disaster. Now the whole family stayed on the farm to work, "Don't worry, you have somewhere to go. I heard Brother Tony said that there is a shortage of people at Mr. Alex's mine, and you can all go there."

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Hearing the word mine, the man who spoke to him trembled all over his body, and his voice began to tremble: "Mine, mine?!"

The mines are owned by the nobles. For ordinary civilians, going to the mines and going to the battlefield mean the same thing. Those who die sooner die later; when they hear that they have finally escaped from the battlefield, they will be imprisoned in the mines. The civilian husband was about to freak out a little bit.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, it's not what you think. Our Hydesey mine is owned by Mr. Everbright and Mr. Earl, and the mining company is only in charge of management." The employee said quickly, "Although our mine is also Prisoners are held, but those are criminals. Ordinary miners are equipped with safety devices. In addition to three meals a day and holiday benefits, the minimum monthly salary is more than [-] silver coins."

The civilian husbands who were quietly listening to their conversation were taken aback, and the civilian husband who asked the question stopped trembling and said in a trembling voice: "You mean...you are fed and paid?"

"Yeah, I didn't make it because I had to take care of my wife and children, but my cousins ​​are all in the mines. They have thirty silver coins for a good job, and their income is more than double that of mine." The canteen The employee pouted, looking fascinated, "My big cousin received two sets of thick work clothes, an iron helmet, and two sets of digging tools in the first month there. Oh, other than the work clothes, everything else is The meat that belongs to the mine cannot be taken away. For the rest, the meat in our ranch is given priority to the engineering team and the mining area. We only eat fish and eggs here. They have meat every day... We only have meat for a month. They have two days off, and their monthly leave is five days... Even the dormitory buildings built in the new urban areas planned in the city, their old employees are given priority over us..."

This employee was just an ordinary farmer like these peasants half a year ago. Although he changed into a blue cloth overalls, his simple appearance, strong local accent, and concern for some welfare aspects are similar to these peasants. .The employee counted out the details of the Hydesey mining area that is different from other noble mining areas. In the end, the entire warehouse hundreds of meters away became the audience, listening to him with their ears pricked up and holding their breath.

Being fed, this condition alone is enough to make these peasants feel at ease; and hearing that there are still silver coins to be taken, and the amount is quite amazing, these people's fear attitude gradually turned into anticipation-house distribution, festival benefits, etc. They didn't dare to think about it, but if they were fed and paid, it would be far better for them to stay and work in Hyderside than to go back to their hometown to farm!

Hydesy is not good at pretending to be mysterious. Tony, the director of White Farm, heard the crying of the peasants the night before, and assigned eloquent staff to appease these peasants the next day.Obviously, this kind of direct face-to-face mass work is very effective. On the same day, Hydesey's force attacked to block the coalition forces, and none of the [-] civilians detained in the warehouse made trouble.

This battle was a complete victory, and our own losses were still within the tolerable range; however, regarding the losses caused by the blind pursuit of the three major organizations, Ryan, Xiu, and Alger had to write reports and write reviews; the relevant front-line command, Sergeant, you also have to reflect on yourself.

All in all, the attack this time has achieved good results, and both strategic and tactical goals have been achieved: the commander-in-chief of the coalition army really ordered the entire army to shrink, and did not divide its forces to attack other areas; , Even the young master Jin Gui who came out to be gilded was captured, causing a rift between the nobles and the Orlando Legion, and internal disputes about the dispatch of troops for the first battle began.

Of course, for White Farm, there is a more troublesome problem——

In the wooden house separated from the warehouse area by only one wall, Monica looked expressionlessly at the trembling young masters in the corner who had been stripped to their underwear, and then looked at the young masters who were isolated from the other side, Closed in a relatively clean bedroom, a beautiful woman sobbing softly, with blue veins appearing on her forehead.

"Explain? Ryan Bartlett?" Monica compared the troublesome prisoners with her thumb.

Ryan, who was called by his full name, wiped his sweat and said calmly, "This is the young master of the xxx family, the young master of the xxxx family, and the xxxxx family..."

"Who the hell asked you to introduce it?! I'm asking you what are you bringing these people back for? Consuming food? Or are you going to act as a kidnapper and use them for ransom?!" Monica roared.

"This is an accident, Mr. Monica..." Ryan said with a bitter face, "Actually, I also think it is more appropriate for these young masters to go back to the coalition camp to argue with the Orlando Legion, but... as soon as they meet, they will kneel and kowtow Please let it go, I couldn't help but get it back..."

Monica took a deep breath, and let it out again; the master tactician looked at Ryan with a half-smile, until Ryan's scalp was numb, and then he said indifferently: "I have no doubts about the war. I'm not very interested in other things, Ryan, but... Our Lord Earl is not someone who can hold sand in his eyes."

"..." Baron Ryan Bartlett, a drop of cold sweat slid down his temples.