A night of fun.
Olan only regarded it as completing the task.
A man's heart is very big. Once it is enveloped by the desire for power, any emotion becomes so small.
Malm woke up at the same time as Oran and immediately got up to serve her husband.
Oran held her down to prevent her from getting up, and with soft eyes told her to sleep more.
But all she could think about was how to use her relationship with Scotland.
Olan kissed her again and asked her calmly what she wanted to do recently.
The woman's answer is simple, give the man a child.
Oran changed the subject to her mother.
He also mentioned, "The Scots have often sent envoys over recently to discuss border issues. That is your mother's hometown. I will take you there next time. If you have the chance, you can visit your relatives there."
There are two memories in Oran's mind, one is the absolute authority as a lord, and the other is the education in the previous era of gender equality.
He mixed them and used whichever one worked best for him.
At this moment, he was extremely gentle.
But after changing clothes and walking out of the door, she was not infatuated with Nuanyu Wenxiang at all.
Every day, he has countless things to do.
Falling in love is so damn troublesome...
The Vikings were hit hard, and it is estimated that they will not make any big moves before February. They still have a dozen days of peace.
As soon as he came out of the bedroom, he asked the servant guarding the door to call all the nobles in King's Landing.
Kunsang's injury was too serious, and Olan originally refused to let him attend, but after his insistence, Olan also had people help him into the newly built hall.
Nanding's face was disfigured, and she didn't even wear a blindfold to cover it, so she didn't care.
The two men were sitting on either side of Oran.
The knights present were all reliable men who had been on the battlefield with him.
The battle wounds left at Repton are still visible.
After looking at the group of subordinates for a while, Olan said calmly, "Today is the reward day."
These words made the dull environment sparkle.
Speaking of this, Titan and Nanamp glanced at Oran.
Oran was very generous in rewarding his subordinates, but now they are in a stalemate with the Vikings. The hospital riders they worked so hard to build have been seriously damaged. They don't even know how much it will cost to rebuild the team. Do they still want to ban them?
But Oran's concerns are different from theirs. As long as he can survive this battle, there are many ways to take back the land of his disloyal men.
He first looked at Nanding and said, "This time you borrowed some of the soldiers of the Flying Cross Serpent. In return, the son of the baron who was sentenced to imprisonment in our territory will be handed over to you and sent back to Alfred. Return him." A favor.”
The last letter from Alfred to someone else triggered a harsh reply from Oran, but in reality there are no permanent enemies, so you have to be polite when you should be polite.
Now Alfred's power affects the war situation, and he wants to be his grandson.
Now that Nanding has established a relationship with Alfred, she asks him to return the favor.
The second thing is Armand and Kunsang.
Oran compared their actions together and greatly appreciated Kunsang's loyalty.
Then there is the "Zengyi" for Kunsang
After starting, Olan read out the list one by one.
Based on the original basis, four people had the largest increase in the number of land households: Kunsang, Nanding, Tuman and Taitan.
At the last Thain Conference, a viscount was created and the title was given to Adisha.
This time, Oran also used this title as a reward. The first three were all viscounts, and Titan became a baron.
Kunsang's body was still unable to move flexibly, so he moved his fingers and eyes a few times to express his gratitude.
Among the nobles who entered Oran's core decision-making circle, Sals and Ladd were not present, but both of them were also awarded the title of viscount.
Oran sealed off more territories directly under his jurisdiction. After rearrangement, the main city of White Eagle, King's Landing, and some scattered wheat fields that originally belonged to County Durham were his current territories directly under the jurisdiction.
If you give these warriors hoes, when they sow in spring and harvest in autumn, they will give you at most a little wheat, but if you give them men, horses or swords, the situation will be different.
Loyalty is the fastest and most useful thing to buy with money in the short term.
As for Gomon and Glock, the two Viking teams were separated by him during the Battle of Repton. Later, he ambushed a Viking team and established hatred with Ragnar's main army. Oran also took these two The chief was made a baron.
Both of them attended the meeting. After each received a set of knight equipment that Oran had harvested from the battlefield, they bowed their heads in thanks.
Once you get the money, you have to do something.
Oran said without talking nonsense, "Nan'anpu, please coordinate the supplies. All reward recipients, listen up, recruit people, build a team, and all the money received from the atonement scrolls will be distributed. You can push as many atonement scrolls as you can to everyone in the eight counties." Everyone has to buy it, and those who can't afford it can use their energy and labor to pay for it.
Use two slogans: If you don’t buy it, you are not an Englishman; if you don’t buy it, you are not a Catholic!
I will fill all the dead unoccupied positions within this month, and soon we will be able to form a team again. "
There was silence, Olan knew this was too cruel.
But he had no choice. He had no time and had to fight a comprehensive "unrestricted war" with the Vikings.
After saying that, Olan asked everyone to go down, leaving behind Kunsang who had difficulty moving. Compared with the last large-scale reward, one person was still missing.
It is the "Sword of Dawn".
After Marcus was defeated by Knut, he did not suffer serious internal injuries that affected his limbs, and he was still able to move.
Seeing how determined he was, before the end of December, when Ragnar's leader was about to retreat, Oran organized a sneak attack with other nobles and sent a small number of teams to investigate.
Marcus was on the list. This time, Olan was considered semi-successful. According to the oral instructions of fellow travelers who returned safely, he was chased by the Vikings to the deep beach and jumped directly in order to avoid being captured.
Perhaps drowned, perhaps carried along the currents to Mercia, or even to the waters of Wessex.
On a battlefield with more than a thousand people, no matter how brave an individual is, it will not make a difference.
It would be best if he died in battle, and he would build a grave for him, otherwise he would end up like Sally when he came back.
In this way, he used his sword to face his enemies, temporarily losing two.
Oran didn't know whether he could survive or not. While running these things, he actually meant to explain the aftermath.
Who else? Feeling sorry for my own...
With Marcus' disappearance, two more women came to mind, Mrs. Rowling, and Boll.
Oran looked at Kunsang, "I said I would give them to you, two playthings, but don't spend too much effort on women."
"Your Excellency, everyone with title claims should be eliminated. The young baron is still there. I will send three heads over when I go back."
Oran was very satisfied, and after calculation, all internal enemies in County Durham were wiped out.
Thanks to Adisha's efforts, there are no more threats in Yewei County.
Then look towards the third county.
Traitor little fat man, it’s your turn this time.
In the afternoon of the same day, Oran ordered the carriage, and then went all the way north to meet Adisha, taking Joan of Arc with him.
The news of the saint's journey north spread all the way.
In just over a month, Joan of Arc transformed from a wandering girl into a warrior and the daughter of God. She was surrounded by carriages when she came and went.
Oran brainwashed her and asked some jugglers to create some non-scalding flames around her. The hat escaped the dove's deception, making her simple mind start to feel that she was so different.
"I am here to save England, by the will of God." After Joan arrived in Adisha's sea town, she took people to the square as soon as she got off the car and shouted this slogan.
The crowd cheered, and some even cried and knelt down.
Adisha led her servants to greet Oran and watched this scene coldly.
"Ridiculous behavior, no one can save England but ourselves."
Adisha didn't care in her heart, but she pretended to believe.
Oran saw that the woman's belly was rounder again, and reached out to touch it.
The soft belly conveys another kind of temperature. In a few months, a new life will be born.
"This must be a boy. I asked monks and astrologers to pray and various women who had given birth to look at it for me."
"That's great, my first child." Oran said a little absentmindedly.
No matter in his previous life or this life, he didn't like noisy children.
Adisha is going to be a mother, and when she treats Olan, her mind is even less clear than before.
After a few words, Olan continued to coax her with verbal promises.
Before this trip, Oran's goal was to find the County Sheriff "Tyrrell" and ask him to come from Edinburgh to meet him, and by the way, Joan of Arc could spread the divine grace in Yewe County.
After Oran stayed in Haizhen for two days, Tyrrell, who received his urgent letter, hurried over from Edinburgh.
Although Tyrell is in charge of logistics and transportation, he also knows how tragic the Battle of Repton was, and Oran is still the leader of the counties except Ella.
Tyrell also carefully prepared a gift to flatter Oran.
She is a pretty Scottish woman.
A beautiful woman has always been one of the most precious gifts.
This was the daughter of a leader whom Tyrrell captured when he was trading with the leaders of the Scottish tribes on the border.
Young and beautiful, but Oran is not interested.
He pretended to accept it, but casually ordered the woman to be imprisoned first. Since she was a Scot, the subsequent negotiations might be useful.
It was almost dark when Tyrell came from the territory.
During the meeting, the dimly lit room was lit with candles again.
At the meeting between Oran and Tyrell, only two people were present, not even a servant or retinue to take notes.
"Sir, I heard that you were injured, are you okay?" Tyrell pretended to be concerned, but in his heart he hoped that Oran would die in battle.
"With the full support of you and County Sheriff John, the kingdom has abundant supplies and has been of great help to us in defeating the Vikings. I am going to commend you at the next kingdom meeting."
"This is my job."
"But...I recently received an anonymous letter accusing you of some illegal behavior within the territory."
Oran said, handing over a letter written by himself, but with the handwriting deliberately changed.
Tyrell looked at him for a few times and his face turned green. Oran didn't say anything in the letter, except that he liked men, embezzled military rations, and slandered the hand of the great king.
"Who wrote this?!"
"How could I tell you!"
As he spoke, Olan slid his fingers on the table, using his fingers as a pen, writing very slowly, and Frank's name was written on it.
"It's him?!"
Tyrell never understood why Frank wanted to harm him?
Uneasiness spread quickly, and he was a little breathless.
He is just weak, not stupid. He knows that there are too many rumors and conspiracies in the world, and the best way is to think quietly.
"Don't be nervous. I am showing you this letter just to tell you that not only you, but also my situation is in danger now. Do you know about the Scottish proposal?"
"My lord, I know very well that most of the land they claim to cede is on my Edinburgh land."
"That's right, the county chiefs of the three southern counties don't want the war to be so difficult again. This time, anyone who has been on the battlefield knows how difficult it is to win.
With the help of the Scots, not only could the border defenders defending the north be dispatched, but thousands more soldiers could be sent south in an instant, greatly reducing the pressure.
I received a lot of letters like this, slandering the North Sheriff.
If I agree, it will be in danger for you, my most loyal and dear friend, Lord Tyrell. "
This explanation made sense, but Tyrell still didn't let go, not even cursing the little fat man.
Oran's scheming image has taken root in the mind of the Kingdom's Sheriff.
Who knows if Olan will sell him out if he scolds him. Due to external and internal troubles, Tyrell has become increasingly cautious.
This time he did not commit corruption, and even used his savings to help the Northern Army fight without holding back.
Tyrell's pampered person is not ugly, and he has a somewhat mature and steady look from certain angles.
But this stability, in the eyes of Olan, who wants to harm others, is really "treacherous".
I'm going to discuss it with you, and if I agree, I have to be cautious and test it again and again.
It’s really not a fucking thing!
"Tyrrell, if the land is given to Scotland, I will have a way to prevent the direct territory from being damaged, but it is different for you. Everyone in your family will lose their land.
Smart people will find ways to avoid danger before it starts, and you seem to be so smart, you must know what to do. "
Tyrell nodded carefully and continued to play dead.
Oran continued to pressure him.
"I have several plans from the Southern Sheriff, all issued to protect their own interests. Your territory is too far away from them and has not been affected by the Vikings. They all want to sacrifice you this time."
"Your Excellency, let me go back and think about it."
Hearing this, Olan finally lost his patience and said with a half-smile, "Stop pretending to be stupid for me. I am the King's Hand and there are countless ways to kill you."
Oran was full of "elegant" temperament, which shocked Tyrrell.
"East Anglia will soon be merged into Mercia and my country. I want to redraw the counties. As long as you stand by my side, Ben Bo will help you solve the pressure from Scotland."
After speaking, Oran threw out another document. This one was very simple. It was a faction alliance document that changed the "succession of the throne."
The founder of the faction is Tyrell, and its members are Oran.
"Members will be added gradually. You just need to sign your oath and stay as a guest for a few days. My knights will enter your territory and maintain order with your men."
After Oran finished speaking, Tyrell felt his voice trembling.
"Did I read that correctly, Your Excellency Oran? You want the fourth princess to become the king!"
"Mia is a young and very wise girl. East Anglia has a queen, why can't we?"
"Wait a minute, I don't understand what you want to do. If Your Majesty Ella knows these things, she will kill me!"
"Do you want to become a royal family, Tyrell?" Oran didn't care about Tyrell's worries.
"What!"
"The second princess Yin Mo just lost her husband William. This poor little widow is empty and lonely and needs someone to comfort her. I think you are a good fit. The third princess is also fine. How about giving it to you?"
Women were also of no interest to Tyrell, but Olan's next words made him a little moved.
"I also heard that you are very accomplished in painting, especially in painting handsome young people. You are currently creating a painting called 'The Boy with a Pearl Earring'. How about Gliese? Take back all the three southern counties and he will be yours." Also, I will let you take charge of the two counties and become the next Hand of the King."
Bullshit painter, Olan's nonsense skills are getting better and better.
But Tyrell's heart was beating fast. Olan analyzed that the crisis about him was real, and the temptation was also attractive.
But what if the bet is wrong?
But he couldn't get out of here if he didn't agree. He really didn't expect that Olan called him here to put him under house arrest.
Lure them with benefits, lure them with affection, threaten them with disasters.
Olan waited for the answer he wanted, and finally he got it.
Tyrell reluctantly signed this faction document and stayed in Haizhen as a guest.
The Vikings, King Ella, and other county chiefs, these three forces circled around in Oran's mind, slowly connecting together.
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