area51novel Chapter 575 Trading and deceiving fools
Chapter 575 Trading and deceiving fools
After a pseudo-Rakshasa was shot and killed, the serf soldiers who were still staring with big eyes suddenly retreated quickly.
"Haha, it seems that this big guy is going to fight to the end."
At this time, Viscount Henrietta sneered after hearing the deputy commander's report, and then gave the order.
"In this case, let the serf soldiers carry the ladders to attack, and attack in a real way. At the same time, the archery towers are also set up to ensure the suppression of the arrows."
"It's not terrible if the serf soldiers die. At least the next real attack will consume a lot of arrows from Da Gan people!"
"The more arrows the Dagan people lose, the smoother our future attacks will be."
In this regard, the deputy commander was still a little hesitant. "Your Majesty the Governor, these serf soldiers are the private property of noble gentlemen. Is it okay to consume them like this..."
Although the deputy commander had not finished speaking, Viscount Henrietta understood his thoughts, but Viscount Henrietta smiled at this.
"Don't worry about this, I will take care of it!"
After that, he waved his hand and let the deputy commander go down.
Then he summoned all the nobles and said directly: "I think you all understand what happened during this period, so for the sake of the grand strategy, you must show your noble responsibilities!"
The nobles looked at each other. They naturally understood what happened during this period, but they didn't understand. What was Viscount Henrietta going to ask them to do when he summoned them?
Finally, a baron stood up and asked: "Your Excellency, Viscount, I wonder what we need to do?"
Viscount Henrietta didn't waste any time and said directly: "I need enough serf soldiers to consume the arrows of these people, and the serf soldiers are your private property, so I need to recruit them in the name of the empire!"
After hearing this, all the nobles breathed a sigh of relief. That's all. They were so frightened that they thought they were going to lead their own troops to attack the city?
Although the mere serfs were their property, they did not feel sorry for the loss of 400 people. Anyway, in the lands conquered by the empire, there were many people willing to be serfs.
Not to mention distant places, there are many people in Dagan people in the three southeastern provinces who want to be their serfs.
To be honest, these Dagan people are more able to endure hardships and stand hard work. They are the first-class serfs and basically do not need to be domesticated.
If there weren't too many serfs in their territory, they wouldn't mind recruiting a large number of people as serfs.
So not only did they not mind the loss of these three to four hundred serfs, but they were also very happy in their hearts, because if these serfs died, there would be room for the Dagan people.
This is a good thing, because they do not need to use the method of separating men and women to control the fertility of serfs, which is an excellent thing.
It's just that things are good things, but the pain that should be complained still needs to be complained.
"Your Majesty the Viscount, you are also a noble. You know that nobles are protected by the gods and their property is sacred and inviolable. These hundreds or thousands of serfs only need to cooperate in fighting for the empire. Let us donate them to consume the enemy's arrows. , we are really heartbroken!"
Viscount Henrietta was expressionless: "The city government will lose money!"
The nobles were still heartbroken: "But these serfs are the strong laborers of our territory, and the output of our territory depends entirely on them!"
Viscount Henrietta nodded to this. This was a matter of course, so he directly offered the price: "One silver coin for each serf!"
The nobles were not satisfied with this, "We have no time to replenish it. If it is lost here, we will delay the harvest for a year, and then we will have no money. Although we want to serve your Majesty and the empire, our people will die." If there are too many and there is no money, then we won’t be able to send people to fight!”
Viscount Henrietta thought for a while and felt that his family also produced a lot of serfs, so he didn't mind making a little more, so he nodded.
"In this way, each serf will receive one gold coin."
The nobles felt very distressed: "However, although they are serfs, they also have wives and children to support. As their masters, we also have the responsibility to take care of their families."
As soon as these words came out, Viscount Henrietta's mouth twitched involuntarily.
Serfs and families?
This is bullshit. Not only do some of them not know who their father is, but some of them even don’t know who their mother is?
You told me that these serfs have wives and children, what kind of empire are you kidding! !
This is, this is the demand of the nobles, and he is also a noble and the organizer of this battle. In the end, he can only agree to this unreasonable request.
"One gold coin and one silver coin for each serf."
"But......"
"No but, there can't be any more. If there are more, I'll leave. I'd rather not use these serfs. At worst, I'll spend some money to recruit some big cadres!"
Seeing that Viscount Henrietta spoke so resolutely, these nobles knew that this was Governor Henrietta's bottom line, not Viscount Henrietta's.
Therefore, it was enough to take advantage of this, so everyone bowed and responded:
"Don't worry, Your Excellency Governor, we will donate all the serfs. If Your Excellency the Governor feels that it is not enough, we can also transfer more serfs from the family."
"No need," seeing this, Viscount Henrietta waved his hands in fright.
"I'm telling you, this is the batch, if there are too many, there will be no money!"
When the nobles saw this, they could only nod helplessly. After all, it proved that the bottom line was here.
So after everyone returned, they began to hand over the serf soldiers.
"Master Knight, how many serf soldiers do you have?"
At the transfer point in the camp, an officer asked with a quill in hand.
This knight had no family background, so he just quoted a number lightly, "Not many, only 500 people!"
The officer looked at the serfs behind the knight and saw that there were not 500 of them, so he remained silent and nodded.
There is no way, why is he just an officer of the standing army? A mere free citizen is really not as good as a knight of the empire.
Then an old knight came over and said to the officer: "I have a thousand serfs here!"
Now the officer couldn't hold himself any longer. Looking at the serfs behind the veteran knights, they didn't look like 200 people.
"Master Knight, you are making things difficult for me!"
Seeing this, the veteran knight nodded, "I know, I understand your difficulties better, so I cut the number in half and did not report 2000 people, which is already good!"
officer:"..........."
After statistics, the final list of the number of serf soldiers came to the hands of Viscount Henrietta.
"One hundred thousand serf soldiers!!"
Seeing the statistical data, Viscount Henrietta jumped three feet high.
"Who are you fooling?"
"Am I a fool?"
“The number of people has been cut in half, and the city government has no money.”
"A bunch of bastards, their souls are filthy and they all deserve to go to hell."