My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 085

Four counties.

PS: Sorry, one sentence yesterday caused a lot of distress. In fact, India is already in the middle of nowhere... He's already starving from shyness in his pocket... So his recent focus is on light novels and heavy recommendations across the street, so our agreement is to open the book on the first day of next month...

PS1: Request another ticket!

When everyone opens their eyes to Kerall again, all they see is Kerall drinking out loud with his arms up: "But their death will never be in vain! They will burn to ashes and I will build a wall out of their ash box on the outskirts of Red Leaf Ridge!

There will be their names on the walls, the time they died, and their age, they are all heroes! They're legends!

Not just them, but anyone who dies in Red Leaf Ridge will be able to be stored in the wall until 10 years later! A hundred years later! A thousand years from now, our descendants will know that their land is protected by the flesh of their ancestors! They will know that every cent of their land, every cent of their grain, is returned by their ancestors with blood and flesh! Even so, when we die, we will be transformed into walls to protect them and protect them for thousands of generations!!! ”

Kerall had a big boom.

$200,000 down there? Or 300,000? The red-leaved people shouted loudly, and many of the old men kissed the earth with tears in their eyes, and the knights kneeled on their horses, kneeling at the knights' guns and praying to Kerall, shaking with excitement.

As an old man, what are their regrets? They can see their communities thriving happily, their actions in this era will be remembered forever, they have no remorse, they believe that with Kerall, the race will prosper, they will be rich, they will die without regret!

What are their regrets as knights? As warriors, they ask nothing but celebrities on the battlefield! When the Wall of Glory appears in Red Leaf Hills, is there anything more glorious than that? No! Their fame will be chanted from time to time, and all their stories will be passed on!!

“Can these reflect their achievements?" Far from it! They protected us! Protected my home! They died fighting for us! They're dead! We raise their wives and children! We're responsible for their education! Their future we promise! ”Kerall shouted,“ Their sons, daughters, will enter the school we are about to build and our government will take nothing! Their family life is difficult, and our government subsidizes them 15 coins a month! Their fire is so tight that we will never collect taxes again until their children reach adulthood! They deserve it! Someone will die in the future and they will be treated the same way! This is a tribute to a warrior and also to those who have lost their lives in the country. The red leaves are with you!! ”

Kerall yelled.

A slight silence followed by the roar of the Mountain Hoo tsunami.

“Red Leaf is my equivalent! Long live Red Leaf!!!! ”

“Red Leaf is my equivalent! Long live Red Leaf!!!! ”

“Red Leaf is my equivalent! Long live Red Leaf!!!! ”

By the time Kerall walked down the city building, there were already half a dozen people kneeling down there.

The West does not rarely kneel (in fact, the East did not kneel before the Qing Dynasty came to power... it was the castration trick of those disgusting people whose braids were razed...) So the highest etiquette in Red Ye Ridge is also half kneeling.

Obviously, Keiral said something that touched everyone most.

“We can all go home now, our mighty knights are back! We don't have to be afraid of anyone anymore.” Keiral smiled and lifted up an old man with tears running out of him and said out loud.

His words brought a kind laugh and he walked out the gate in a very orderly fashion. And for the first time, the knights were holding the knight's sword and separating a passage from the horse, allowing the two Grand Dukes of Kerall and Andrei to walk towards the castle.

Kerall knocked on Gavin's shield, indicating that Gavin came down with him. Gavin hesitated for a moment and then jumped off the horse and followed them to the castle above.

Hugging Daddy is a passionate French wet kiss, even though Kerall and Altoria used to get together but couldn't help but turn their heads to see both of them boldly open.

As for Gao Wen, it goes without saying that even his body twisted to make him seem as weak as possible.

When the two of them let go, Mama Marcie regained her former luxurious temperament and came to Gao Wen and grabbed his hand and patted it gently: "Son, I know everything about your father... I can only say I'm sorry... but people can't immerse themselves in the past... if you want to wash away your father's stigma, become more famous... so that everyone will only remember your glory and forget your father's stains...”

It has to be said that Marcie has lived so long as a noble woman, and in one word Gavin's weakness is now!

“Yes, Auntie!” Gao Wen now has a completely different temperament, and if Gao Wen, whom Keiral has just seen, is a bereaved dog, now a starving lion... even an African elephant can bite to death here.

That was admirable for Mom, but the Kerals were walking into the castle. Aunt Marcie's thoughtfulness and tenderness made Gavin cry, and he had not had a taste of affection for a long time.

Slightly patting a little sad and touching Gavin, Kerall asked voluntarily: "Father... how is Uncle Birmingham's territory? ”

“I sanctioned the bastard, but I didn't touch a penny of it, the Birmingham rebellion, and by law, the knight should be stripped of his title, but the new king, His Majesty, did not make it. As Grand Duke, I am not qualified to judge the Marquis. ”

When he heard Grand Duke Andrei, Kerall was covering his forehead. He knew that Dad was an Iron Bowler, but he didn't expect him to end up like this: “Daddy, you didn't even leave a cavalry to guard the peace?” Kerall asked incredibly.

“That's not my territory, and I'm not qualified to be stationed there with my knights.” Grand Duke Andrei's answer was extremely rigid.

“But shouldn't you leave a team of knights behind to keep the peace and rule!” Kerall asked.

“I said, it's not my territory!” Grand Duke Andrei's mustache stared, as if Kerall were the rebel.

“But you should know that without the ruler, the situation would get worse, wouldn't it? Plus the other two teams of knights who invaded us are now in chaos in three whole counties!” (I can't figure out how Celtic countries should be divided, so I can only divide them into counties with units now in the UK.

“But that's not my territory!” Grand Duke Andrei is as stubborn as a child.

“Alas...” Kerall sighed and began to use the detour policy: “Father, if the new King Denki saw that the three counties were in chaos, would it take time to fix it? And how many counties in Camelot will rebel? How long does it take for the new king to rule? If we help the new king govern these three counties, won't the king spend a lot less time in the future? ”

Grand Duke Andrei hesitated...