Looking at this group of desperate villagers, George felt that it was almost time.
The villagers were different from the bandits, they were born as a group of sheep who did not know how to resist. The nobleman's decree and the intimidation of language would be able to make this group of peaceful and poor people completely yielded.
"But the great God of refuge is merciful. He called me and gave me an oracle in my dream. By divine command, my domain became a land of salvation. The light shines through the mists there, and I swear that those who are sheltered by me will never have to pay taxes."
It was a complete fart...
Yet he let it out loud and clear: "Last night, He told me that there was a poor abandoned people here. There is that terrible evil demon that is secretly spying on this place. Soon, this place will be destroyed. It will be buried in the fires of that hell."
"I cannot stand by and watch you poor people suffer such a calamity. So I led my loyal warriors and came here."
"But I can't give up that sacred place of refuge for you, so I won't stay long - there are two ways in front of you, one is to stay here, fulfill your obligations, pay taxes, and wait for death. The second is to abandon the village of Po, which is about to be destroyed. Follow your lord, return to the sunlight, and regain the salvation of the gods and my shelter!"
Nobles and gods, these are the two most powerful words in this feudal imperial society.
And George added 'evil' to these two words.
No one would suspect that a noble lord, a guardian in divine robes, would make up nonsense. After all, to offend the gods is to go to hell.
What's more, this lord lord also said that there is no need to pay taxes.
Foolish and simple villagers have never been educated and simply cannot imagine that if the lord wants to cut the leeks, there are 10,000 ways to come besides taxation. Nor do they know that the spirit of contract is a fart for some faithless people.
So in their eyes, that place that does not collect taxes, whether there is no sunshine, has become their only hope to survive...
So as this godly man said one sentence after another, those cries gradually stopped. Until he finished, the whole village was quiet for a moment, followed by a small sobbing sounded.
Then, it was like a flood that broke the dam, the cries could not be stopped!
But unlike before, this time the cry is no longer with despair, but full of hope, and mixed with that messy prayer.
God, finally remembered them, the poor forgotten people.
Although most people were previously hypocrites, at this point, the name of that God, more than ever, was useful.
And at last, the villagers all kneeled down and began to pray and cry loudly toward the sky - although some of the words of prayer that came out of their mouths were completely wrong...
Some people cried halfway and also gathered around, even that scary Alexander are not afraid. Some of them want to think of the priest + lord prayers praise, some people crying about their suffering, but also some people cautiously asked what kind of demons to kill them, is not the village east east head of the woman crazy attracted...
Although after seeing the village are old and weak, George knew that the whole process will be very smooth. But he did not expect that these words would produce such a big reaction.
This was indeed somewhat unexpected.
But he made a note of this scene, remembering what effect it would have in this apocalyptic world of faith and magic when he went about his business with the will of the gods...
The villagers' enthusiasm and enthusiasm were even more intense than those soldiers. In the process of packing, some people even ran over to beg, let the lord wait a few 'out hunting' people.
Of course the lord will wait for them, he nonsense so half a day, is to let those people can come back to be his net.
The population of these 30 families, including babies, add up to a hundred or so people. It can be said that the people are taunting.
Originally in his view, a family does not give birth to seven or eight children, are sorry for this era.
But the rate of premature death is too serious, and if the person who survived is beautiful, it is a hurdle. And as a male, if you grow strong, then it is also a hurdle - will be caught strong.
In addition, the mountains and forests have not opened up any fields, there is not enough food, and many people died of hunger and disease. And people who go out in search of food, and often always do not return. Almost from birth to aging, each step is like a difficult hurdle, can live to more than sixty years old people in a hundred.
So this makes George very disturbed - he found that there are not only a lot of old and infirm. And there are many more women than men! The bottom line was that there was less to eat!
'Fuck, full of calculations, I'm afraid that all this food will not support are winter...' Looking at those skinny villagers packed out a small packet, a small packet of food. He felt a bit desperate.
He had hoped that here can be a little stockpile of food, but this is simply to bring back a group of mouth!
But he found that the old people and women here are also quite capable of working, if they are well-fed, it is estimated that they do not have to be worse than the men.
That can fill half of the wagon hay, an old man actually tied, lying on the top wiggled a few times, to carry on the body surface. No help from anyone!
This job even he can not do it himself!
And some women, carrying babies on their backs, are not as bad as men working!
Just can not act as a soldier ...
"You don't need to bring hay or anything, there's plenty in the territory, it's all yours." After letting the men put down their useless things, George rode his horse and surveyed the village.
After surveying the village, he found that the buildings here were low, but this was only because of the saving of materials and habits, so it was not rough. These foolish people in his mouth, almost everyone can do this kind of work, and the village although appear withered, but every item is neat and orderly, it can be said that these villagers although timid, but is very diligent!
Before he had seen that monastery, had thought that those bandits even if hardworking, and the other villagers a comparison, is good food and lazy lazy pig head!
I heard that there were more young and strong, but most of them were taken away as slaves by the coal mine in the southwest... I remember that the coal mine is the viscount's territory, the knight is also the viscount's people. It is reasonable to say that they should not go to dig coal, unless the knight is 'independent'. It seems that a lot of things should happen in the Viscount's territory.''
At this time, a squire trotted over and said to the lord, "My lord, those few people who ran out before were led back by a few villagers."
George nodded, knowing that this was the end, it was a real catch: "You guys keep a close watch, I'll go around the river."
He is no longer needed here, those villagers are always thinking about coming over to him to confess and pray, too affect the efficiency of work. And for that river, he was a little curious.
After saying that, George turned away and went to the river alone. He lowered his body and stirred up the river water, secretly stroking his chin.
After becoming a God-family member, he was extremely sensitive to the sacred power, and the environment around here was obviously different from other areas: 'It shouldn't be my illusion, there is definitely something upstream that can purify the river water...'
''It's really an out-of-this-world paradise, but unfortunately... There's no more room for them to live here.''
George, who had the scroll, knew that the monsters were already growing in number and would spread here sooner or later. And the lords would destroy this place sooner or later.
''So, I'm not trafficking people, I'm saving you guys. Hehehe.'' George felt that the red scarf around his neck had become even more brightly colored.