"But it's not tax time yet, my Lord." Some farmers were crying.
Bobcat deadpan: "Because there are carrion invasion, it is very difficult to protect you, we need more supplies." If you have a problem with that, we can help you go to hell."
Field gave him the job of collecting taxes, and if he gets caught, it doesn't matter, just plunder.
Well, it's not our night collar, so who knows who.
Of course, it was still safe to collect taxes, because the slaves were weak in combat, and in case of conflict with the militia, accidents could occur.
"Yes! Pay your taxes!" The village chief gnashed his teeth and immediately let the people bring out the livestock and hand over the food, at the same time, he also showed a pleasing expression, "The girl that the baron wants, I will offer it together."
A maiden?
The Bobcat frowns. Baron Field has not mentioned this, and it is clearly what Baron Bull wants.
The slave guard on the side just wanted to say no, and was immediately stopped by the bobcat. If he refused, wouldn't he be exposed?
"Yes, take them all back."
Soon, Niujiao Village was boiling, like boiling water poured into an ant's nest.
Two oxen, four sheep, several chickens and ducks, five carts of grain, seven gold coins, twenty-three silver coins, and fifty copper coins, the whole village seemed to be severely scraped by a razor, and there were cries and appeals everywhere. A year's worth of wealth, lost most of it overnight.
"Nobles are horrible." Bobcat secretly smacked his tongue, he is also because there is no money to pay taxes, can only become a slave.
As for whether the villagers have evaded taxes or not, it is not important, in any case, it is the benefit of picking up.
"Damn, so many animals?"
Field was also directing the slaves to carry ordnance and magical items, and in another bunker, he found three fog lamps that the bearded officer had in mind, as well as a large quantity of magic potions, mostly for healing wounds, whose total value could not be estimated, but could not have been less than 200 gold pieces.
With so much harvest, Field still exclaimed when he saw the taxes brought back by the bobcat.
Field himself did not expect that a small village could have so much tax revenue, and estimated that the tax rate was frightening. Bobcat just raided a village, and 20 people can't even take it.
Even cattle and sheep, looks like he's in the cursed land, there's no shortage of meat for a while.
The only thing Field felt bad about was that he had actually looted a village.
"No Mother, live." Field knocks himself on the head that China's advanced moral concept does not work well in the Middle Ages when the jungle is strong.
I don't care if I can't have fun anymore. Only by living can we make a difference. Moreover, the night collar is located in front of the bull collar, becoming a buffer place, and these "support" are their own deserved.
Feeding your neighbors is your first priority!
"Very well, everyone will get a silver coin." Field smiled and encouraged the Bobcat, resolutely generous to others, "as long as you gather up a gold coin to me, I will return you to freedom, become the free people of the night."
The slaves let out a tsunami of cheers. They felt real hope.
"My Lord, let's go and collect taxes in the other villages!" Received the field's "incentive gold", bobcat's enthusiasm suddenly came up, two eyes flashing, decisively stood in the field's position, the previous compassion all thrown into the trash.
The villagers of the bull lead are being searched, why should we of the night lead have sympathy?
Field shook his fist and said, "Sure, blow their gold! Try to finish the collection in the morning, we are in a bit of a hurry, go ahead, continue pretending to be a bull and leading the guards to collect taxes, I will give you a reward."
But do it quickly. The other cities of the Empire, not cowards like Richard, will soon notice the bull's crisis and send an army to destroy the corruption. They cannot afford to catch themselves in the act.
"Well, my Lord, and this little girl." Bobcat pulled a little girl in a vegetarian robe, probably about twelve years old.
Do I look like a weirdo?! Abducting a girl to me?!
Field's brain went down for a second, wanted to open the mouth to swear, but saw the bobcat's face flinching, immediately pressed down his anger and asked: "What is the situation, why bring a child back?"
"The villagers gave it to Baron Bull, and I don't think it was a good thing, I didn't want any trouble." But in order not to be suspected by the villagers, he brought it back privately, and asked the adults to punish him."
"There will be no punishment. You are very clever, Bobcat, and you will lead the guard from now on." Field was glad he had enough patience.
The little girl was nothing special, just a little more handsome, and Field casually asked a few questions, and took the little girl in. Now that she knows about Field, it's impossible to put him back, and it would be hard for the little girl.
The next morning, the gentle sunshine fell, Asina listened to the sound of chickens, ducks and cows outside, slightly quivering eyelashes, lazy yawn.
The fatigue of yesterday's battle was gone, and Ashna felt like she was sleeping soundly, with the limp mat beneath her and the faint scent of the gardenia odd.The gardenia is not the gardenia you would experience from a clammy cage.
"Well, it's a good thing my Lord chose me to be the Chosen one. Lord Field is a wonderful man."
The two long fleshy legs rubbed against each other, making a seductive "wow" sound, and she wanted to sleep for another hour, but Ashna got up quickly because Field had said she would be in the fog this morning.
"How was your rest last night?" Field see the light mature department of the royal sister ran to himself, rabbit naughty bump, almost did not hold, "do not run so fast, I am still planning the course of action."
"Well rested, you are busy, my Lord."
Ashna nodded and waited tactfully.
The Northern provinces are vast, including the Nightlands, once rich cities and villages, now corrupted and infested with monsters. At the heart of the nightneck is a once prosperous manor, owned by a female baroness: Sophia Starry Night, whose Starry Night city is within sight of the manor.
"With the power I have now, it is impossible to build my own castle out of thin air. The best way is to conquer the big manor, and then rely on the big manor to slowly recover the Starry Night City."
The map in Field's hand is the same as it was seven years ago.
Many pioneering knights, dreaming of reclaiming the Northern provinces, took their servants and vassals with them in their pride, but few returned, and those who remained in the North forever became monsters, no doubt.
"Maybe it's a BOSS or something, which is really giving me trouble." Field quietly quipped, "So the strategic plan is wonderful, but the risks involved are absolutely mind-numbing."