Agree to give up the title?
This is just a temporary measure. Since the price of Malm has increased, I will grab the person first.
"Follow your orders and fulfill your mission."
This time with thirty soldiers, the status was different. In order to wash away the shame last time, Ulf told himself that he could not fail this time, and then he went down to prepare for the third marriage meeting.
Olan saw that it was still early, and after chatting with a few of his subordinates to improve their relationship, he prepared to inspect the territory.
Oran did not take a carriage this time, but chose a castrated and domesticated stallion to improve his riding skills.
A castrated horse is quieter and gentler, and will not go into heat to affect combat.
With the addition of concentrated feed, this white lord horse has grown very strong.
Walking out of the castle gate and walking through the relatively spacious long passage, Oran randomly looked at the people under his rule.
As he walked through the shopping area, the guild system he established was in full swing.
There are currently less than 4,000 people in the territory and there are not many guilds. Oran is simply divided into:
There are three types: craftsmen's guild, crop guild, and weapons guild.
The handicraft industry includes all commercial trade and handicrafts in the territory, and woolen merchants are the main merchants in this area.
Because they currently pay the most taxes to Oran, they naturally become the leading members.
For the Crop Guild, all materials produced on the ground are included in the calculation.
The weapons guild includes blacksmithing, locks and other equipment manufacturing - so the blacksmith is also a member of this guild.
During the Dark Ages (after 476 AD), from Eastern Rome to Britain, the Light Continent entered various declines and did not begin to recover until decades ago.
However, the Vikings sailed around and grabbed a large number of combat weapons. These iron or fine steel weapons caused the soldiers on the British Island to suffer a lot.
Pig iron smelting technology is also what Olan wants to master.
Therefore, the weapons guild is purely dominated by him and does not involve the participation of these people. All the blacksmiths in the city have been numbered and the raw materials have been distributed one after another. In the future, Oran may know about the creation of private weapons.
Inspecting the territory, showing off the majesty of the lord, and also understanding the sentiments of the people.
But Oran didn't feel like there was anything to experience the people's feelings. He looked down from the sky above the castle and could see the surrounding territory as long as it was bright during the day.
They are all poor residents and their lives are similar.
The closer to the city's territory, the better. The further you go, and away from the fortress, the road on the ground changes from gravel to dusty. As long as you walk for a while, you will be covered in a lot of dust.
Oran walked to the outer area of the city, away from the houses, and entered the nearest forest path.
This forest was watched over by a forest guard, who also made a path that horses could pass through. When Olan passed by, the forest guard came out to salute.
To Oran, they are the protector gods of the forest. To passers-by, they are villains who can give you a stick on the back of your head at any time when money (sexuality) takes advantage of you.
They live in the woods, develop a keen sense of smell, and are good hunters.
Olan saw that there was nothing unusual in this forest area, so he rewarded him, "I allow you to hunt for one day and then bring back some wood."
"Thank you, sir."
This place is standing on the castle - the end of the vision. After passing through the forest, the residential buildings are all built of thatched houses. The residents are also very poor. These people rarely come even when the lords meet.
When Olan passed several houses, he could see through the belongings of each house at a glance.
Olan felt so poor that he couldn't even afford water.
"Sir, these are lazy people. How can they live like this on such a good land?"
Kunsang followed beside him, riding an uncastrated war horse. It was very fierce before being castrated, but he liked it.
He wants the hottest woman, the strongest wine, and the most powerful horse.
As for the enemies - he wants to kill the strongest!
"It's a rotten place, not just here but in the whole of County Durham and even in mid-England, it's a rotten place."
Oran replied with something that Kunsang didn't understand.
When he was persuading the old baron in the church, Oran also said that County Durham was a good place?
The good place Oran mentioned at that time was only for the Vikings in relatively cold areas.
The climate in southern England is slightly milder and can grow a lot of crops, which is not bad for Oran.
After heading north, the land in the plains here is not fertile and the tools are poor. Without the help of cattle and horses, a farmer who works hard all year round can only feed two or three mouths and basically has no time to do other things.
Oran has lowered the tax rate, but there is also the Viking "protection tax" and "passage tax". Once these vicious dogs come, the people in the central region will be skinned.
Oran has thought about many plans for this land, but they are all long-term goals. In a situation where life is so short and will pass away, "fighting to support war" is already the fastest development plan.
As Olan passed through several particularly poor houses, the soldiers behind him threw a small bag of wheat into the house.
Small favors can win over people's hearts, why not?
In the past three months, Olan's name has begun to be praised in the territory. He is more expected by the people in the territory than his father, the baron who died and loved fighting.
When he passed a thatched house with a cracked roof, he happened to hear the shouts of the patients in the house. Olan asked the soldiers to go in and help him cook a meal of wheat porridge before coming out.
It only took one day for this incident to be "deliberately" taken to the tavern by the soldiers, and it evolved into countless versions.
But what remains unchanged is how much the lord loves his subjects, from the previous case trials, the guild work system, to the current porridge.
Oran establishes his image as a wise lord.
The inspection lasted until night, but Olan did not go back and spent a rare night in the suburbs.
On this trip, he brought Kunsang and eight followers with him.
All ten people were riding horses and armed with swords. These people belonged to the main force.
Olan was the relaxed one, he didn't have any accessories on him, and the soldiers would provide him with whatever he wanted to eat and drink.
The ten riders stopped by a stream and expertly set up four bonfires.
All resources in the territory belong to the lord.
In many places, the laws are so strict that if you pass through the suburban forest, you can't just pick up firewood or break the fruits from the trees to eat - the principle is that you have to pay if you want to use it.
However, Oran has just repealed this decree and only ordered a few important natural resource areas within the territory to be inaccessible.
This can be regarded as a kind of lord's virtue.
At this time, Kunsang personally leveled the ground and covered it with a soft blanket so that Oran would not be contaminated by dust.
Everyone brought smoked dried meat to eat, but only Olan and Kunsang could sprinkle a little honey sugar on the meat to enhance the taste.
"Kunsang."
"grown ups?"
"What did you learn today?" Olan asked while biting into a piece of meat that was moderately soft and hard.
Kunsang thought for a moment, then bit off a large piece of meat and chewed it, "You said this place is too poor, so I think we need to find another piece of rich land and continue to conquer it."