NOVEL WEB Stratholme God
Chapter 15 Unless the sky falls pie
Chapter 15 Unless the sky falls pie
Stratholme City is located in the northwest corner of the territory. If it became the Eastern Plaguelands as in the original history, it would be [Sickwood Forest].
The evil plague generator turned this place into a Jedi on earth.
Twisted and rotten trees, undead wandering everywhere, bat monsters screaming...
Now, it's called [Happy Forest]!
Of course, McDonald knew that it had the same name as a place in a martial arts novel he knew, but in this life, this forest is called "Happy-forest"!
No one knows whether the name is right or not. Anyway, under the guidance of the tool man Barcelas, from west to east, he is a happy people all the way.
"The Duke is really a living saint! So much wages!"
"You don't have to be afraid to walk at night when you go to the market in the future."
"Bah, this way, why use the night, I can go back to the village in the evening."
In this low-productivity world, in addition to having children, there is no way to rely on swarming, basically, there are more people and more power.
Since someone ordered it, in just one month, a single-lane hard rock road with a total length of 1 kilometers has been connected from Stratholme to the [Northland Outpost] near the northern part of the territory.
18 people work in three shifts day and night in both directions at [-] points at the same time. The efficiency is so exaggerated.
The people are used to the hardships, and they usually eat wild vegetables and black bread to live their lives, and suddenly it rises to white bread, cured meat and mixed vegetable stew, plus the Arathor copper coin wages paid by the sun, bursting with 150% enthusiasm.
They don't understand what road construction drives the economy and what this is just a first-phase project. The immediate benefits are real.
This made the deployment of the army much smoother.
When McDonald passed by with more than 2000 troops, there were cheers along the road.
"Long live the Duke of Stratholme!"
"Praise you, my lord the duke!"
Along the way, there were farmers and overseers who put down their work and bowed to McDonald's on the roadside.
Riding on the horse, McDonald's smiled brightly - this is all a little bit of money lost!
He seemed to be in an illusion and saw words like [Vault-1-1-1].
As a leader, he decisively instructed the mayor of Barthelas: "Along the road, the trees within 50 yards of the left and right sides have been cut down, and you can do whatever you want. I will also build a five-story stone stone building every mile along the road. Lighthouses, night watchmen are arranged in each village. If there are special circumstances, the fire pot will warn you!"
"Understood." The tool man was very polite and didn't ask why.
Labor is cheap these days, and the lord can lead the people to serve a month of corvée without compensation.This is a freelancer. If it wasn't for someone extravagantly increasing the food and paying the so-called overtime pay, 5000 gold coins could not be spent.
1000 gold coins is the price of this [-]-kilometer one-way street, and the price above is the price for all four-lane roads.
"Anything else?" McDonald asked seemingly casually while flipping through the ledger handed over by the toolman.
"No, the people are very happy. Shouting 'your kindness lights up the whole territory'!" Barthelas rubbed his hands, flattering.He figured that his performance should be good.
As everyone knows...
Someone cursed in his heart: Why are you so honest!What about corruption?What about bribery?As long as you hide from the system, I can pretend that you can't see it!
What kind of official are you! ?
'Three years of the Qing prefect, one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver. 'Do not understand! ?
Ugh!
This tool person can work, but it is so honest, it is difficult for me to do it!
Barcelas wanted to be the palace minister of the duke's house, but he didn't realize that Mai X had already planned to send him to Stormwind City to continue to be a tool after finishing the road construction!
……
Riding a horse is physical activity!
After having the template of the warrior profession, McDonald felt that his strength and stamina were much stronger, but he was a modern person before the time-travel. Occasionally, he was very excited to ride a horse at a tourist spot, but he felt tired after riding for a long time.
The jolts of the horses as they moved afflicted someone's 22-year-old waist and scratched the skin of the inner thighs.
If this was not the first day out of the city, he would probably have scolded and hid in his specially made carriage.
That's a 'new' wagon with spring suspension and suspension!
At this time, Turalyon, who was wearing a priest's robe and had the boss's warhammer hanging on the side of his saddle, leaned over: "Your Excellency, our scout unit is still insufficient."
McDonald's frowned, glanced at the secret weapons that were tightly wrapped in cloth on the carriages in the back team, and whispered, "Can't find the hunter?"
"No, it's mainly for fear of death."
Turalyon raised his whiskers and explained: Of course the Stratholme family has its own scout troops, the problem is that the quality is there, if it is a war against humans, it is okay to fight with neighboring countries.It's not enough to see a troll shadow hunter in a fantasy version of optical camouflage.
There are many people in the folk, and it depends on whether you have your life to receive the reward. After all, if you miss, you will be eaten raw by the other party.This fear frightened many people.
Even in the current scout team, since they signed a contract of prostitution early, no one dared to retreat.
McDonald sighed: "It would be nice if there were a ranger army of high elves."
Turalyon grinned. "We've never had a bad relationship with the high elves. Those long ears look down on us."
This is the true truth. The high-precision nobles with the Master as the core have always looked down on human beings.If it wasn't for the trolls who couldn't help it back then, how could the unbearable high elves ask humans to unite at the expense of imparting the mysteries of human magic?
Without the common enemy of trolls, according to the temper of the high-level, how can we maintain peace with mankind for so many years?
It's already called!
McDonald's rubbed his eyebrows: "Yeah! Don't count on elf rangers or anything. Suddenly an elf hero comes to help us unplug the troll's dark whistle? Impossible! Unless the pie falls from the sky!"
I don't know if Mai has a B number in his heart, but his mouth feels like it has been opened.
At this moment, the army is walking on the stone road in the forest. On the treetops high above his head, a mysterious woman in a cloak is happily swaying around a pair of supermodels who are envious and jealous. leg.
The mysterious man was covered by a hood with most of his face, revealing only a delicate little mouth, and he was eating a Shunlai [pork liver pie].
This delicacy, made from the liver of the blood-toothed boar and sweetened with spices, has only recently arrived in Stratholme.Stratholme wouldn't be able to eat in this life without those Griffin knight delivery guys in blue suits.
Originally, the mysterious man was just curious, and suddenly she heard McDonald's say this, and when she saw the half-eaten pie in her hand, she hesitated for a second, and finally the corner of her mouth raised a charming arc.
She released her hand and said in a low voice, "Hello! Lord Duke, this is a greeting."
"Snapped!"
McDonald's, who was speaking with gestures, suddenly found a half-eaten pie in his open palm...
McDonald: "..."
Turalyon: "..."
(End of this chapter)
Stratholme City is located in the northwest corner of the territory. If it became the Eastern Plaguelands as in the original history, it would be [Sickwood Forest].
The evil plague generator turned this place into a Jedi on earth.
Twisted and rotten trees, undead wandering everywhere, bat monsters screaming...
Now, it's called [Happy Forest]!
Of course, McDonald knew that it had the same name as a place in a martial arts novel he knew, but in this life, this forest is called "Happy-forest"!
No one knows whether the name is right or not. Anyway, under the guidance of the tool man Barcelas, from west to east, he is a happy people all the way.
"The Duke is really a living saint! So much wages!"
"You don't have to be afraid to walk at night when you go to the market in the future."
"Bah, this way, why use the night, I can go back to the village in the evening."
In this low-productivity world, in addition to having children, there is no way to rely on swarming, basically, there are more people and more power.
Since someone ordered it, in just one month, a single-lane hard rock road with a total length of 1 kilometers has been connected from Stratholme to the [Northland Outpost] near the northern part of the territory.
18 people work in three shifts day and night in both directions at [-] points at the same time. The efficiency is so exaggerated.
The people are used to the hardships, and they usually eat wild vegetables and black bread to live their lives, and suddenly it rises to white bread, cured meat and mixed vegetable stew, plus the Arathor copper coin wages paid by the sun, bursting with 150% enthusiasm.
They don't understand what road construction drives the economy and what this is just a first-phase project. The immediate benefits are real.
This made the deployment of the army much smoother.
When McDonald passed by with more than 2000 troops, there were cheers along the road.
"Long live the Duke of Stratholme!"
"Praise you, my lord the duke!"
Along the way, there were farmers and overseers who put down their work and bowed to McDonald's on the roadside.
Riding on the horse, McDonald's smiled brightly - this is all a little bit of money lost!
He seemed to be in an illusion and saw words like [Vault-1-1-1].
As a leader, he decisively instructed the mayor of Barthelas: "Along the road, the trees within 50 yards of the left and right sides have been cut down, and you can do whatever you want. I will also build a five-story stone stone building every mile along the road. Lighthouses, night watchmen are arranged in each village. If there are special circumstances, the fire pot will warn you!"
"Understood." The tool man was very polite and didn't ask why.
Labor is cheap these days, and the lord can lead the people to serve a month of corvée without compensation.This is a freelancer. If it wasn't for someone extravagantly increasing the food and paying the so-called overtime pay, 5000 gold coins could not be spent.
1000 gold coins is the price of this [-]-kilometer one-way street, and the price above is the price for all four-lane roads.
"Anything else?" McDonald asked seemingly casually while flipping through the ledger handed over by the toolman.
"No, the people are very happy. Shouting 'your kindness lights up the whole territory'!" Barthelas rubbed his hands, flattering.He figured that his performance should be good.
As everyone knows...
Someone cursed in his heart: Why are you so honest!What about corruption?What about bribery?As long as you hide from the system, I can pretend that you can't see it!
What kind of official are you! ?
'Three years of the Qing prefect, one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver. 'Do not understand! ?
Ugh!
This tool person can work, but it is so honest, it is difficult for me to do it!
Barcelas wanted to be the palace minister of the duke's house, but he didn't realize that Mai X had already planned to send him to Stormwind City to continue to be a tool after finishing the road construction!
……
Riding a horse is physical activity!
After having the template of the warrior profession, McDonald felt that his strength and stamina were much stronger, but he was a modern person before the time-travel. Occasionally, he was very excited to ride a horse at a tourist spot, but he felt tired after riding for a long time.
The jolts of the horses as they moved afflicted someone's 22-year-old waist and scratched the skin of the inner thighs.
If this was not the first day out of the city, he would probably have scolded and hid in his specially made carriage.
That's a 'new' wagon with spring suspension and suspension!
At this time, Turalyon, who was wearing a priest's robe and had the boss's warhammer hanging on the side of his saddle, leaned over: "Your Excellency, our scout unit is still insufficient."
McDonald's frowned, glanced at the secret weapons that were tightly wrapped in cloth on the carriages in the back team, and whispered, "Can't find the hunter?"
"No, it's mainly for fear of death."
Turalyon raised his whiskers and explained: Of course the Stratholme family has its own scout troops, the problem is that the quality is there, if it is a war against humans, it is okay to fight with neighboring countries.It's not enough to see a troll shadow hunter in a fantasy version of optical camouflage.
There are many people in the folk, and it depends on whether you have your life to receive the reward. After all, if you miss, you will be eaten raw by the other party.This fear frightened many people.
Even in the current scout team, since they signed a contract of prostitution early, no one dared to retreat.
McDonald sighed: "It would be nice if there were a ranger army of high elves."
Turalyon grinned. "We've never had a bad relationship with the high elves. Those long ears look down on us."
This is the true truth. The high-precision nobles with the Master as the core have always looked down on human beings.If it wasn't for the trolls who couldn't help it back then, how could the unbearable high elves ask humans to unite at the expense of imparting the mysteries of human magic?
Without the common enemy of trolls, according to the temper of the high-level, how can we maintain peace with mankind for so many years?
It's already called!
McDonald's rubbed his eyebrows: "Yeah! Don't count on elf rangers or anything. Suddenly an elf hero comes to help us unplug the troll's dark whistle? Impossible! Unless the pie falls from the sky!"
I don't know if Mai has a B number in his heart, but his mouth feels like it has been opened.
At this moment, the army is walking on the stone road in the forest. On the treetops high above his head, a mysterious woman in a cloak is happily swaying around a pair of supermodels who are envious and jealous. leg.
The mysterious man was covered by a hood with most of his face, revealing only a delicate little mouth, and he was eating a Shunlai [pork liver pie].
This delicacy, made from the liver of the blood-toothed boar and sweetened with spices, has only recently arrived in Stratholme.Stratholme wouldn't be able to eat in this life without those Griffin knight delivery guys in blue suits.
Originally, the mysterious man was just curious, and suddenly she heard McDonald's say this, and when she saw the half-eaten pie in her hand, she hesitated for a second, and finally the corner of her mouth raised a charming arc.
She released her hand and said in a low voice, "Hello! Lord Duke, this is a greeting."
"Snapped!"
McDonald's, who was speaking with gestures, suddenly found a half-eaten pie in his open palm...
McDonald: "..."
Turalyon: "..."
(End of this chapter)
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