Black Iron Crown

"His Majesty is merciful! He is generous! You are His Majesty's subjects from now on! He will never sit back and watch you freeze to death and starve to death. Eat the rotten rice bran to satisfy your hunger, wheat, barley, and oats will be your food, so don't panic!"

The captain of the centurion patrolled back and forth, repeating this sentence again and again: "Please rest assured, please rest assured! What I said is true, I swear it is true!"

However, even if he made such a promise, he still couldn't convince the serfs completely. Although these people didn't beat and scold them like the Imperial Army, they looked more vicious.

Their trust in the soldiers would not be more than that of a poisonous snake, but under such reassurance, they still dispelled some doubts.

With anticipation and worrying about gains and losses in their hearts, the serfs calmed down, tried their best to maintain body temperature and nutrition, and waited for the arrival of the relief food from His Majesty the Grand Duke that the soldiers said.

"When will it arrive...they won't be lying to us, will they?"

A serf woman dressed in rags, with a dirty face and a stench all over her body, said worriedly to her husband beside her.

After hearing this, the male serf was silent for a while, and then a little helplessness appeared on his extremely old face due to lack of nutrition and hard work all day long.

He picked up a four or five-year-old boy from his wife's arms, then looked at another man and a woman, and reluctantly said, "It shouldn't be possible. Why does a great and noble person like His Majesty lie to us? I heard It is said that some adult asked us to go to Beijing, let us travel thousands of miles from the south to the north, and we will definitely not let us die at will, so put your heart in your stomach!"

"Father... I'm hungry!" After he finished speaking, the boy in his arms said timidly while clutching the clothes of the slave.

After hearing his son's timid words, the male serf hugged him helplessly, and said in a low voice: "Persist a little longer baby, His Majesty the Grand Duke will give us food soon, but before that, we must first persist Go on, if we finish eating early, we may not be able to persist until then, think about the delicious oatmeal, and persist!"

Children in serf families always matured precociously, and the hard life made these children who should have lived in happiness become more and more sensible. After hearing what his father said, he nodded and remained silent.

At this time, the grain transportation team was advancing quickly on the stone road that had been built in the northern border. The heavy-duty draft horse Sharma was extremely powerful and had good endurance. It dragged nearly a ton of grain for a day. Walking down actually reached more than forty kilometers.

But even so, they still have nearly 800 kilometers to go from the southern junction.

And after passing Twarinburg, there is no stone road to walk on, and the daily speed of 30 kilometers is already the limit.

The accompanying team responsible for escorting this batch of grain was a complete infantry regiment. At this time, these soldiers were taking grain from the carriage and feeding it to the horses.

Even if a horse is a farm horse, it has high requirements for food and fodder, far exceeding that of a farm ox, and the draft horse is no exception. If you want to maintain a fast marching speed, you must ensure their diet and rest.

In addition to the 300 soldiers, there were dozens of officials in the entourage. After seven years of accumulation from the establishment of the Official Academy,

Reiner finally deployed officials to every village, and every village has officials responsible for administration and taxation, who are loyal to Reiner.

Then, these junior officials who are still in production and have been extra, Reiner will naturally not waste it, but store it for a rainy day.

Because he knew that his territory could not stop at the northern border, his goal was the entire Ridkar Empire, the number of people, villages, and towns in the entire empire needed to be ruled, and the number of officials needed was definitely several times that of the northern border.

Now, the number of officials reserved by Leiner is no more than one hundred people, and he sent more than fifty people just to appease the civilians. He plans to organize these serfs into villages or enter cities, so let them and his future village Getting familiar with the official is the best choice.

Moreover, although these junior officials cannot deal with major issues, they can appease the people and deal with small issues with ease.

"Father... when will His Majesty the Grand Duke arrive?" the young boy from before was still lying in his father's arms and asked softly.

With less and less food, they can only reduce their daily intake in order to survive, which makes them weaker and weaker.

The young and ignorant toddler still didn't understand the concept of a grand duke, and thought that he would escort himself and others in person, just like the knight master who used to supervise his father's work with a whip in the past.

"His Majesty the Grand Duke will be back soon. Persevere, as long as you persist for a few more days, you will be able to eat oatmeal!" His father understood what kind of noble and great existence the Grand Duke is, but in order to give himself The child had some hope, that's all he could say.

More than a month passed, and the bodies of these serfs became weaker and weaker. Every day, three or four of them died in the cold wind of the northern border due to the lack of heat brought by food.

Even the military rations carried by the two regiments were provided to these serfs after the two regiment captains discussed it, but even so, the remaining rations were hard to sustain.

"Here they come! The convoy sent by His Majesty is here!" In a marching tent, a soldier broke in and excitedly said to the two captains.

After taking out the army rations for the serfs to eat, it was difficult to guarantee the rations of the soldiers. Now that the rations finally arrived, no wonder he was so happy.

"Great!" The two captains stood up from the ground, looked at each other, and shouted excitedly.

Soon, without a moment's delay, the mouthfuls of the marching pot were set up. The oats and barley were mixed together and placed in the water. The flames under the iron pot were blazing, licking the dark bottom of the pot.

The boiling water in the pot still has a white color, which is the effect of mixing goat milk into the water.

In addition to oats and barley, this thick goat milk porridge contains a lot of chopped air-dried meat and bacon, which exudes a strong aroma under the stimulation of heat.

After seeing this scene, the serfs finally completely trusted the Grand Duke of the Northern Territory. At the same time, under the scolding of the soldiers, they reluctantly lined up and began to use the rotten pottery bowls in their hands to hold meat porridge.

"It smells so good, father, this is the best porridge I've ever eaten!" The boy said to his father vaguely as he wolfed down the meat porridge in the rotten pottery bowl regardless of the high temperature.

His father was the same, gulping down the meat porridge, and couldn't help but burst into tears after hearing what the child said.

His Majesty the Grand Duke is really too kind and generous to distribute such precious food and meat to these serfs.

When he tasted the first mouthful of meat porridge, the male serf had sworn in his heart that he would serve His Majesty the Grand Duke for life, even if the future was dark!

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