My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 136 Millions of Slaves

PS: Say that Altoria likes to be a civilian. I won't say anything about Altoria. Think about it: When your parents suddenly become adoptive parents, they find that your biological father is covering everything up to protect you... will you be moved or hated? Especially when this biological father left you a great deal of wealth and responsibility?

And you haven't thought about what would happen if Altoria didn't inherit the throne? Morgan, who has no blood ties, will take Altoria's place, and she has no blood, in other words, she will not be able to obey, and then the whole of Camelot will instantly collapse… if you are to be the Führer to lead the whole process) (Country, this responsibility of Shenzhen falls on you, if you do not become the Führer) (Country will disintegrate, what is your answer?

PS1: So Lily doesn't have to think about being a civilian... and I want to be a billionaire? Lily doesn't want to, can she? The social environment restricts her identity, as if no matter what century and world her parents decide to start with you (point like, the height of your accomplishment is irrelevant to your parents, you start with) (point high and low is what your parents built for you...

PS2: Synchronization of updates on both sides = - = 4,000 words have been updated, 4,000 more to go, the second one on both sides is at 9 o'clock...

“What do you say?” Kerall, the culprit at the beginning of the Scottish people's suffering, was not aware of this.

Keiral was slightly concerned to see Hero lying on the ground listening to the movement of the land as if he were listening to it.

“It's perfectly fine if you follow your three-pronged method...” Hero said with a wrinkled nose, "but here's the key question. ”

I didn't say Kerall already knew.

“Warcraft!” Kerall and the werewolf looked at each other and said the same thing.

Why isn't Scotland producing enough? Not because they lack good land, but because there are too many forests, and so many forests cause the food chain to be huge, and huge food chains, including humans and farmland, are part of the food chain, so can you say it's a sin to go down the mountain to hunt wolves or brown bears who farm cattle to fill their bellies and kill animals?

And the King of Scotland has no way of dealing with these beasts.

First, these animals are guerrilla fighters, they are better acquainted with the mountain situation than the King of Scotland's army, and secondly, they are warcraft behind them, more powerful than warcraft in terms of King of Scotland's military and combat power.

In the end, it is a matter of strength.

The King of Scotland could not guarantee the safety of his people, so he would even be rebuffed by his children, and Camelot would be able to benefit from a second foreign war, whether Gaul or Scottish, where slaves would give the country's civilian population a large workforce, where the aristocracy would climb to the value of its contribution, while the country would earn land and labour, and finally, a population.

The last point is most important, and Kerall wants it the most.

Kerall nodded at the werewolf and Zema headed back to Camelot.

Probably migrated by now, huh? Most people in Scotland… Kerall walks home with a unicorn and a hyena with his frown wrinkled.

A lot of smelly warcraft smell their scent, but no warcraft dares to come out, because unicorns and werewolves are supposed to be mutant warcraft, and the two warcraft must be much more powerful together than one!

Without him, I wouldn't dare mess with him.

Kerall also has a lot of research on warcraft, which in his view is either a mutation or an evolution.

The blood of a warcraft can be passed down from the horse in his house.

And Hero is obviously intellect plus change enhancement, and that giant ape is probably power enhancement, the unicorn is speed enhancement, and so on...

As for the details, it can only be said that their bodies have been enlarged and immensely enlarged, which presupposes that the beast can see at a glance that it is different from other animals, which is obvious, and that Keiral already has in mind the idea of completely destroying the beast or capturing it as a kind of beast.

This step is imperative, both for Scotland's food growing plans and for its own big strategy.

It's just that the continued use of troops is causing some disturbance elsewhere in Kerall's mind, and that's something that needs to be carefully considered and discussed only back.

By the time we passed Brac City, the city of Brac, with a population of 100,000, had become a dead city, because everyone had gone to Camelo itself.

And the 200,000-population Fortress of Bradford has also become an empty castle, although Kerall will still send troops to prevent Gauls from landing at nearby seaports and rely on Bradford to reclaim nearby wasteland and minerals, which, of course, will take Bradford as its center, and what Camelot needs now, three to ten years from now, is to digest an entire million different languages, different geographies, different habits, different cultures, different living populations.

The migration went smoothly, and the surrenderers said that they had enough time to pack fine soft bags and clothes, and even though the knights gave them only 10 minutes, it was better than the group of slaves dressed in clothes who were still freezing like * *?

Every town along the way had soup and bread, which showed them Camelot's concerted efforts to meet such an enemy nation, let alone defeat them, and fleeing was powerless.

Slaves can even predict what happens when they run away and are surrounded by the whole world.

Slaves freeze to death, more than 200,000 slaves migrate, but more than 50,000 freeze to death, and the rest suffer frostbite, which looks terrible.

Keiral wouldn't treat them and give them too much food and material life. The value of slaves is like toilet paper, and if you use it, you lose it. Would you put gold on toilet paper?

When Kerall arrived in the Royal City of Camelot, more than a million Scottish people on the plains outside the Royal City were forced to erect tents made of coarse cloth around the Royal City, which were inhabited by civilians, noblemen, farmers, lay people, etc., but now take ten tents in a circle, close to a huge fire pit, this camp. The fire was filled with smoked charcoal, but outside was a wooden chop, enough to burn for a day and a night. Ten huge bonfires formed into a huge red circle that not only evaporated the rain and snow, but also plunged the entire camp into a summer heat. There were three huge circles, which consumed a staggering amount of wood every day, and the good news is that now, just the next day, Kerall rushed back It's timely, or else Altoria's lips are bubbling, worried about the treasury.

Together that night, a pact was reached whereby Kerall would eventually preside over the College, and Altoria would completely integrate this million people into the workforce in Camelo.

In fact, Artoria fought for it, not because she was afraid that Kerall would take her reputation, but because Kerall gave her too much excitement in the Sunset Canyon, she understood that Kerall, despite the gentle appearance of being just right inside, for these outsiders, it was just a tool, and while he was thankful for the tiredness and tiredness of the tools on his face, Artoria was still afraid that Kerall would dig a pit to let these slaves jump in without knowing they were alive, so hurry to negotiate with Kerall to take ownership of the slaves.

Keiral was stunned, not knowing why Altoria was so aggressive, but it was a good thing, so after telling her what she thought, Keiral naturally gave up.