My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 153: Stupid Cravings [Request a Collection]

PS: Rethinking the 7th Son came, even though Saphiroth showed up at 1 hour 36 minutes, exited at 1 hour 44 minutes, in just 8 minutes, Saphiroth would say that someone's light, including Tifa, had covered it all up... I can only say that Saphiroth was one of the handsomest comics I've ever seen, including Killing Pills, Sebastian, and Shigeki Mori. Among the characters of the same attribute, Saphiros is the most handsome...

PS1: Well, write slowly, I don't ask for a contract, I just want to be happy, it's just needed ~

PS2: I took the internet book to the hospital and wrote it... I was a little worried about the hospital environment, but occasionally I could save a chapter in good condition... slowly, not in a hurry, then it will erupt again...

More than a month has passed since the war, but Scottish materiel, which continues unabated, remains unfinished for a month.

This is because, despite the poverty of the people in Scotland, nobility accounts for almost 60 to 70 percent of the resources, and the wealth they represent with vast resources is fatal!

Because this is the war of the fatherland, Kerall did not give the aristocrats the corresponding status, but rather ordinary and low-level mechanics were better than them, were valued by Kerall, and then the cavaliers, who did not surrender much, but were all regarded as typical for erecting more surrenders for the future.

At the end of the day, farmers, the bottom line is the nobles who are completely incapable of anything but fighting the corner...

The wives, lovers and daughters of the aristocrats were split clean by Camelot's hundreds of thousands of bars, and the rest of them, apart from the extraordinarily strong administrative abilities themselves, were used by Kerall to manage the slaves, as if they were living in hell.

This material and money taken from the noblemen's house, when it was truly Camelot and nearly 250,000 horses in Scotland, was dragged as a pulling horse.

Keiral's attitude towards horses is like that of a car train plane. Lean seeking excellence is his motto. He was born hard in more than half a million horses in the whole country. Fifty thousand * * horses have not been castrated and cannot go to war, but each one weighs more than two tons, bright, long and floating, almost like the king of horses, at least twenty thousand quality mares await their blessing.

As for the demon horse in Kerall's house, he was there as * * and almost every day a mare waited for him to draw his gun.

Kaylar's unicorn is also a female horse. Kaylar once thought to take the unicorn with him, but the black nightmare was deliberate. Unfortunately, the unicorn was heartless and completely invisible to this big black head. He kicked the other party away with one foot, causing the nightmare to get hurt.

Watching it tends to be like an infinite stream of wagons, a big man in animal skin, full of envy, but he doesn't speak Celtic well, hesitating for half a day to grab a new guy who looks good and looks like a bumpy Celtic and asks, "Dude, do you know why so many wagons drive in and out of here? ”

The dragged man tidied up his clothes and looked at this tall, bright guy with a strange look, slightly sighed in his heart, maybe a Gaul just released? Or the Gauls who came here to do business? Gauls do business? He was very pleased with his cold joke, smiled, and looked at the guy with the unique gaze of the townspeople: "Don't you see? We've wiped out Scotland! This is all Scotland's wealth, which will be transported to various parts of the country to subsidize our Camelot population and receive money, goods or food simply by registering a household.” There was pride in his tone of voice.

In fact, such a ration not only cleans up the households of the aristocrats, but also distributes them according to their contribution value, which greatly increases the motivation of those who contribute more, such as knives, tools, or horses, food, and the fewer.

This is the logic behind the so-called policy of happiness.

When he spit on Camelot's welfare and proudly showcased it at the outsiders, he didn't see the glittering eyes of greed and desire in the outsiders' eyes, as if the thick outsiders had suddenly become a wolf.

This expatriate lived in the royal city for a day, using Roman gold coins, which, although not easy to circulate in Camelot, were always high and therefore not unused.

The next day, he followed a commercial wagon to Red Leaf Ridge, where he also stayed overnight and disappeared on the bleak horizon.

“Chief!” When this thick guy reappeared, it was already on an island in Iceland, and he saw this man walking into a cave, countless laughing jokes, wiping weapons, or the Gauls who raped_* * people, laying down their hands and raising their axes and shouting.

“Hooha!!” He raised his hands and drank like a wolf's head.

“Whoo!!” His men responded, then came up and asked excitedly, “Chief, how did it go this time? ”

Look at the fat sheep!

What do you think? The Gaul, a very thick hybrid, showed an uncomfortable greedy smile on his face: "It's amazing, we can't swallow it.” But too rich! Even a little oil and water is enough for them to eat!

“What should we do?” The men asked.

“Unite others.” This guy still has a little brain, hey hey laughs and looks incredibly dull.

Gauls or Vikings are powerful, but they do not have a neat totalitarian system. Vikings typically roam the Black Sea and Aegean Sea, hijacking ships from Persia to Greece or Rome, but now it seems that they have been struck by covert agreements between senior Romans and Macedonians who do not know where they have fled.

And the Gauls tormented the coast.

The Romans are not afraid of them, they want to invade Camelot. All they have to do is bridge the English Channel. The whole coastal area is open, and no one is there, and when you come in and kill them with heavy infantry, there's no oil or water. Unlike Camelot, as an island country, Camelot's land resources are not enough. If you give up sea defense or even fishing, it's really going to be backwards.

So Camelot's oil is bigger than Rome.

The Gaul, on the other hand, use boats and tribes as administrative carriers and looting as a means of livelihood.

Sailing on a ship as a carrier, they are in extremely poor hygienic conditions on the sea, almost every individual has syphilis_poison, and almost no idea is left alive. Except that women will be taken back to the base for a few months, people, including businessmen or Gauluans from other tribes, will face each other dead.

This is also the most authentic barbarian.

Anyway, as long as someone is in power, as a guy who owns three big boats, plunders Camelot several times, this guy named Bolt_Tattakin is also a guy with connections and status among the Gauls... and what he calls union is naturally - contact all Gauls!