Then Field personally handed out the bounty to the guards, and the slaves were in tears with excitement.
Can you not be excited? Most slaves captured: Hammer, who won 17 pieces of silver, a fortune that many never accumulated in their lifetime.
Even Field's maid got jealous.
The others looked at the money in their hands with envy.
"I should have known that when the guards were formed, I joined them."
"Damn, it's a shame I wasn't chosen."
Originally timid people, now angry straight stomp feet.
"Listen, citizens, I now announce the development of Nightneck, and it concerns the future of all of you."
With the lure of money, the slaves almost cocked their ears and listened more attentively than the priest's prayers.
"First, if you want to get out of slavery, earn me a gold coin. Before you despair, I dare say it would never have been possible with the other lords, but at Nightring, it's easy. Look at the heroic hammer! One day! Seventeen pieces of silver!"
When the Hammer heard Field's praise, he puffed out his chest with pride, and even stood on his toes, for the first time in his life, he was praised by others instead of calling him an ass or an idiot.
To his disbelief, it was the Lord's praise.
"Goddess, I am crazy, today must be my lucky day." The hammer felt everyone's jealous or envious stares, and was very proud.
Field's mouth turned up: "or the previous rules, kill a corpse, reward a silver coin." In addition, I will post a series of non-combat tasks, such as farming, building walls, repairs and other things, and I will give you a bounty."
The slaves were not motivated, and the field desperately needed freemen, who not only did not have to care for their food, clothing, housing and transportation, but also could collect taxes, and who had the motivation to learn skills.
A heated discussion broke out, and Field directly announced the second.
"Second, the racial issue, which I do not want to deal with, do not violate the basic law." Although I am not an Asian, my dear Chosen is, so put away your prejudices and look up at the fog of death around you, and don't kill everyone for some inexplicable reason." Field paused, "I personally like Asian people, as long as hard-working and simple, don't give me trouble is my good leader."
These days of contact, Field felt that the Asian people are not like some races, will only eat lazy, but also destroy everywhere, so they are happy to accept.
Besides, damselflies are really cute.
Asina's eyes were red, and he felt a sense of respect and equality.
"Third, when you pray in the future, take Asina's name with you."
This, let Field for a long time, he wants to build a more scientific territory.
But the book says that the power of the chosen comes from faith and the prosperity of the city, and now Asina is a first-order chosen, and to move to second-order, she needs a lot of leading faith.
Field was skeptical, because the papal states, with their adherents spread across the continent, would be the most powerful in terms of the power of faith, which is not the case.
Today, the Holy Griffin Empire has surpassed the Papal States, let alone any other great power on the continent, in terms of advanced warfare.
"Unfortunately, there is no control group, and there is no confidence in trial and error. Try it first according to the experience of predecessors."
Subsequently, Field once again recruited slave soldiers, without pay, but with three meals, and the only source of income was to kill the enemy.
Unlike the last time no one wanted to, there was a huge rush to sign up.
Field did not accept all the orders, pointing to the edge of the territory: "If you want to be a soldier, run around my territory five times, I will be selected based on performance, and besides, I am very democratic, you can abstain at any time."
A fluttering word, suddenly let six people give up, these guys are lazy, a brown bread every day can let them meet.
"You can't even do basic obedience, and you just want to get away with it." Field shook his head. He didn't need soldiers like that.
The rest just gritted their teeth and started running.
The new slaves were of much lower quality than the first batch, most of them weak and weak, skinny and skeleton-like, until noon, when the last one finished running.
Looking at the last stumbling figure, Field is not angry but happy: "Physical quality can be made up, but tenacious perseverance is difficult to obtain."
Taking out the two guys who were clever and ran a few laps less, Field got 23 men.
Field took all the Lyoya out of the original 30-man guard, mixed the new men, and formed a marauding cavalry of 20 men, while the rest formed a thirty-three escort.
If a nobleman or a knight came here, they would be appalled by Field's behavior, and it would be insane to train civilians as troops, let alone slaves. Stupid, stupid, cowardly, they're not even qualified to be cannon fodder, just enough to fill the enemy's moat.
Field had a way of organizing them and supplying them with armor.
The butler looked at the recruitment of "skeleton soldiers" with mouths that could swallow ostrich eggs, he was stunned by the Lord's behavior, he went to Field and said bluntly: "My Lord, the previous guard of thirty men is already very ridiculous, how to expand the size, but also give precious horses to lowly slaves, they will turn around and eat precious horses!"
"Calm down, Khal. Look what the Bobcat and the Hammer have done. They've done very well. We've got here and cleared the ground thanks to them."
"This, this is just desperate helplessness, in the face of the real test, they will be scattered." Pointing to heaven, the Khal swore, "A true soldier, born in a military family, must master all kinds of military qualities and weapons skills, and must have a noble character!"
Field rubbed his brow. He must have been brainwashed by bards and novelists.
"What should be used? We're surrounded by monsters."
"Paying for mercenaries and adventurers, of course." The Khal answered, of course.
Mercenary? These flaky guys, Field feared, would turn around and sell themselves out. History has proved time and again that only soldiers from the people can form an army with potential.
"I appreciate your advice, but I'm going to give them a chance." Field rolled his eyes and said in an unmistakable voice, "Khal, give the soldiers extra food, an extra egg each, and I'll take them out this afternoon to clean up the monsters. They'll show their worth."
The Territory's manpower is scarce, and Field doesn't dare take everyone, or the base will blow up.