Chapter 20 Loyalty!
After the fierce and arduous battle, Antolia ushered in the long-lost peace.
Even though the hounds receded, the people living on this land were only slightly relieved.
The civilians didn't know why the plateau hounds, which had been so tough in the past, retreated in disgrace after just one attack this year.
But both Leon and Aaron knew it very well in their hearts.
Compared to the Thorn Territory where bloody battles are fought, the Gray Water Castle and Sunken Wood Forest in the north are far away, but their defenses are so fragile that they can fall down at the first touch, which will obviously attract more attention from the plateau hounds.
In the Year of the Jackdaw, people will surely continue to die before all the plateau hounds are killed or injured.
As the Viscount of Antolia, the only thing Leon can do is to reduce the casualties in Antolia.
Of course he knew that
as the plateau hounds moved north, countless civilians would lose their lives.
But between other subjects and his own subjects, Leon will undoubtedly choose to protect his own subjects.
It is precisely for this reason that
even though he knew that the plateau hounds had set their sights north, Leon did not want the people to relax before everything was over.
What's more, this is obviously something that cannot be mentioned publicly.
Could it be that because you feel that the nobles in the north have been sitting on the sidelines all this time, you want to drag them into the water?
This is obviously not in line with the noble ethics!
The previous arduous and fierce battles had severely damaged Antolia's military strength, but fortunately this was Antolia. The difficult living environment allowed most people to become qualified warriors with a little training.
Coupled with the fact that the Thorn Territory now has abundant food, Leon simply summoned the men in the city to conduct military training every day.
Although the training intensity and content are not much different from the military training of college students in the previous generation, in this era, being able to mobilize all male subjects is already a miracle on earth.
And this
is why Leon is full of hope for his territory.
Although Antoria is poor and remote, its
sturdy folk customs and strong military strength are enough for Leon to have a place among the many nobles of the Andal Kingdom.
Otherwise,
even if there were fabrics like moon velvet, Leon might not dare to sell them.
For several days in a row,
Leon's figure either appeared in his lord's castle or in the wounded soldiers camp located in the northwest corner of the city.
Those lying there were all warriors who fought bloody battles for Antolia, and each of their lives was precious.
The arrival of the lord cheered up the wounded soldiers.
After all...
not every lord is willing to come here in person to visit ordinary people who are already on the verge of death.
Fortunately,
perhaps because of Antolia's strong body, or perhaps because of the sterilization and disinfection of strong alcohol, the mortality rate of the wounded soldiers has been reduced to a level that the wounded soldiers themselves are somewhat at a loss for what to do in these days.
Especially for the mercenaries of Antolia,
for those brave men who go on conquests, being injured is really a normal thing. It is precisely because of this that they understand the probability of survival after being injured better than the recruits.
Looking at the lord who was dressing his wounds himself, Stan choked up for a moment: "Lord Viscount..." "
Lie well!"
Leon pushed Stan back to the hospital bed who was about to get up. While bandaging the wound, he said: "You are all loyal guards who defend Antoria, and are the most important force of the Jimena family." "
Lord Viscount..."
Stan couldn't help but squeeze out a tear from his eyes.
At this moment,
the young lord in front of him seemed to be radiating a boundless light.
Leon, will shine!
The arrival of the lord excited the injured soldiers, and Leon worked tirelessly to walk to each hospital bed and carefully inspect the wounds of the soldiers.
He is not a medical student,
but he still has basic medical knowledge. Moreover, military doctors in this era are not necessarily as good as time travelers like Leon.
So,
come every day, come every day.
The wounded soldiers saw the actions of the lord, and all they could do was to burn the word loyalty into their hearts.
loyalty!
In addition to visiting the wounded soldiers, Leon also gave important instructions to the doctors and civilians caring for the wounded.
He emphasized that Antolia should build a good treatment system for the wounded in the days to come, pay attention to cold and heat protection, adhere to first-class standards, and eliminate the worries of the soldiers.
He also pointed out that both recruits and mercenaries were defenders of Antolia and warriors worthy of respect. The soldiers should recover well, cultivate with peace of mind, and extend victory greetings to all soldiers.
Slowly walking out of the wounded barracks,
Leon seemed to feel a sense of joy like the first sunshine after the rain.
Although the cruelty of winter has not yet passed, the Thorn Territory has finally overcome the most difficult hurdle under its own leadership.
"Aaron!"
Leon suddenly shouted while walking on the streets of Antolia.
"Dear Viscount."
Aaron stepped forward quickly and listened carefully to his lord's instructions.
"How is the census of Antolia going?"
"It's more than halfway completed. In three days, it should be completed." Aaron answered truthfully.
Just a few days ago,
taking advantage of the opportunity to compile the list of wounded and dead soldiers after the war,
Leon simply asked his old butler to do a population survey of all the people living in the Territory of Thorns.
The information collected in Mopai is also very simple.
It is nothing more than some simple information such as name, gender, address, relatives, as well as the current means of making a living and the skills they have mastered.
Only by understanding the population can we figure out how much tax should be collected, and only then can Leon truly understand the current population situation and occupational distribution of the Thorn Territory.
Before long,
the chaotic situation in Graywater Castle and other places will definitely cause a large number of refugees to flee.
By then,
Antolia is bound to experience its largest population influx in several years.
What?
Are you saying that Antolia has such a bad reputation that no one wants to come?
It doesn't matter,
the mercenary's battle ax will make the refugees make the right choice.
It is precisely for this reason that Leon plans to take advantage of the time when residents gather in the city to conduct a census.
Only by first clarifying the situation of his own people can Leon have an overall judgment on how to recruit refugees.
However,
Leon was somewhat uncomfortable with the efficiency of the census.
There are only 3,000 people in the Thorn Territory, and it took nearly a week to complete, but they are still not finished!
"Reporting to Lord Viscount, the main reason is that most of the people in the territory cannot read and write, which is why the delay has been delayed." Aaron quickly explained.
Hearing this,
Leon had no choice but to nod his head to show his understanding.
The education level of the citizens of Antolia is basically the level of prenatal education. Of course, not only Antolia, but also the nobles of the entire Andal Kingdom, the cultural level of the citizens is surprisingly consistent.
Even after traveling for many years, Leon still couldn't help but sigh in his heart about the primitiveness and backwardness of this world.
You know,
in some places outside the Kingdom of Andal, even the bad custom of first night rights still exists widely, and some have evolved many shocking customs, which are very consistent with Leon's stereotype of the world.
The transition chapter, Qiuqiu is reading~
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