Chapter 152

Paul lay in the grass and yawned. He just ate two sweet potatoes and a rib. Now he just wants to have a good sleep.

"Get up! You lazy bone, the team is going to start!"

Paul struggled to get up because he was slower and his father kicked him hard on his ass.

Paul is 17 years old. At the age of 13, he followed his father wood to migrate from the eastern provinces to the man horse hills. During the long journey, my mother remarried and my brother's family were recruited by the Lords along the way. Only their father and son wandered to the Renma hills and joined a free people camp.

The life of the free people was not happy. The father and son worked every day and often didn't have enough to eat until the camp leader took them to Lord victor Lord Wimbledon. In the free people's camp set up by the Lord, they worked hard, were promoted to the leader first, and lived in a beautiful and tidy Hill camp, while the domineering camp leaders were killed alive by the Lord's bodyguards.

Father and son are ambitious to join the Lord's work point system, but the terrible ant man attacked the man horse hill, and finally they fled to Heibao town. Five months later, they returned to Victor collar again.

"Daddy, Lord Victor doesn't have a castle. Is it dangerous for us to come back like this?" Paul whispered to wood.

Wood rebuked, "what are you afraid of?! if you don't provoke ant people, ant people won't eat you! Besides, there's nothing to be afraid of with Lord Nelson!"

Paul glanced in awe at Nelson with his armor and more than a dozen elite soldiers around him. He stopped talking, but his waist straightened as he walked.

Wood's face full of gullies showed a smile. Four years later, Paul changed from a half-aged boy to a strong young man, but his courage did not grow. Originally, Paul didn't want to leave Heibao town with high walls. It was wood who insisted that he had to come back with the team. Wood thought clearly that Lord Victor was worth following just because he could break for his people. Moreover, there are 120000 people in Heibao town. Their father and son are still at the bottom. Only those who follow victor will have more opportunities to make a start. Wood still loves the work point system. In fact, this is also the idea of most people, so even without dry food, they resolutely embarked on their way home.

Along the way, they also suffered a lot. In order to collect enough wild vegetables and fruits, they deviated from the road several times. Mrs. Lilia even ordered to kill two farm cows. Halfway through, they met Nelson and ten carts of food. Nelson's majestic armor and strong soldiers around him made everyone awe and full of a sense of security.

With Nelson's support, the team moved much faster. More than twenty days later, they returned to Victor again.

"Hurry up, everyone. We'll get to the camp for dinner before dark." War Bear veteran Carey shouted back and forth on the side of the team.

The team began to turn to the East. Paul pulled lawood's sleeve. "Dad, it seems to be going the wrong way. The hill camp is in the south."

"What's the noise? What other hill camp is there now? Just follow." Wood pulled back his sleeve and said impatiently.

Four hours later, Paul saw the camp on the Bank of Pinghu Lake. The camp was large and surrounded by simple fences. Hundreds of tough soldiers stood at the gate of the camp. These soldiers are tall and strong, neatly arranged in two rows, dressed in leather armor, or holding short spears, round shields, or carrying long bows and crossbows. In front of the soldiers' queue is Lord victor.

The carriage in the procession stopped. Paul saw the beautiful lady Lilia put her skirt into the arms of the Lord. When Paul knew that this camp would be their shelter in the future.

Wood and his son followed the team to salute the Lord respectfully, and then they were led into the camp. The camp was planned neatly, and the huts were located in them. The style of the huts was exactly the same as that of the temporary residence of the free people, but much larger. The father and son were also surprised to find that many strangers were building new huts in the camp.

Wood and Paul were taken to a hut. The soldier leading the way said to them, "this is your hut. Dinner is on the east side of the square. Tomorrow morning, adults will hold an open-air meeting. Remember to come."

"Thank you, my Lord." Wood nodded and bowed.

After the soldier nodded and left, Paul asked, "Daddy, why are there so many people here?"

"Didn't Lord Nelson say that he gathered many free people, almost 500 people." Wood went to the bed and lay down, thinking dully, "these people stayed in the territory with the Lord and built such a large camp. I don't know if we can join the work point system? I knew it. We should stay with the Lord."

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Lilia lay soft and boneless on victor. Her snow-white skin showed the pink after passion. After a while, she opened her bright eyes and murmured, "Victor, I miss you so much."

"I miss you too." Victor caressed the elastic and delicate body in his arms and gently kissed Lilia's delicate red lips.

For a long time, the lips are divided. Lilia gasped for a moment and said apologetically, "Victor, only 923 people came back with me this time, including 570 young people and the rest are women and children. Uncle John's goat hotel was demolished and they followed, but they didn't dare to see you.

Sister Nicole helped us bring back the war horses and ox carts. There were 45 war horses, 7 young horses and 32 farm cattle. However, when we came back, the road was washed away by rain and I left those carriages by the side of the road. I'm sorry, I'm so useless. "

"Hehe, you did a good job. I thought you could only bring back 300 or 400 people. I didn't expect you to bring back those cattle and horses. It was a surprise."

Victor felt relaxed and happy when he saw so many people brought back by Lilia, just like a traveler walking alone in the desert when he met a caravan. Victor now does not lack this labor force. Five of these ordinary farmers tied together are not equal to a monkey militia, and the cattle subduing militia is more capable than ten ordinary farmers. But if I can only get along with these alchemists day and night, I can't stand it. Nelson complained that these soldiers were dull and depressing, but he just thought that these people were elite warriors trained by a big force from childhood. No one can imagine that these eloquent, edible, and flesh and blood people were born from the elements of emptiness.

Only Victor knew that they were not real people. Alchemists are powerful and loyal, but they can't meet Victor's emotional needs. As a natural human with social attributes, Victor is eager for similar recognition, which should be satisfied from relatives, friends, lovers, subordinates and even opponents.

Victor's reason told him that alchemists had always been tools, and he wanted to use these tools to get what he wanted. Otherwise, the alchemy tower would be meaningless to him. Close the door and be a mountain king among alchemists, either crazy or autistic. In addition, there was an idea in Victor's heart that he could not mention to anyone, which made him eager to gain greater power. He needs more supporters, not tens of thousands, but hundreds of thousands.

"Victor, it's not my credit. It all depends on your work point system and sister Nicole's help." Lilia shook her head sadly.

Victor stared at Lilia's pretty face for a while and said softly, "Lilia, I said, you are the most important."

"Am I really important?" Lilia asked with a blush.

"Of course!" Said Victor firmly.

With Lilia, Victor doesn't have any pressure. Lilia is not the most beautiful, intelligent or powerful, but she belongs to Victor from body to heart, which is the most important.

Lilia's face was pink, her eyes were silky, and her big watery eyes were almost dripping honey. Victor's heart swung and pressed his personal maid under him again. A long absence is better than a new marriage. It must be a beautiful night.

The next day, Victor stood on the platform of the square. The silver double silver armor glittered in the sunlight. Lilia in a snow-white dress was beside him, and behind them was a row of well-equipped alchemy militia, showing Victor's dignity and dignity.

"I, viscount Victor Wimbledon, the Lord of the kingdom of Gambis, held fast to the territory, protected the people's retreat and fulfilled the Lord's protection duty in this disaster caused by the ant man. According to the Kingdom's territorial development act, I will open an innovative family in this territory, the Randall family. In the future, victor will be officially named Randall collar, and my surname will be suffixed with Randall The name is Victor Wimbledon Randall. "

The clear voice spread all over the camp with the breeze, and the people under the platform were boiling. The new surnames and new families represent new forces, and they have witnessed this moment and will share the glory of the new family.

"May the Randall family glory forever and never dust."

Victor smiled and accepted the blessing of the people. Only by opening up the Lord can he create a new family, which is both glory and challenge.

Development lords generally don't do this, which means abandoning. The original family had the right to launch a family war against it. The two sides had a small-scale decisive battle witnessed by the Kingdom and the church. Only by winning the battle can a new family be truly established. If you lose, the territory will belong to the blood family, while the development Lord will lose his title and freedom, and sometimes even his life.

Victor doesn't have such a problem. The Wimbledon family has long disintegrated and the family blood is scattered in various kingdoms. Therefore, only one person has the right to attack Victor, Sophia The Marquis of Wimbledon. However, Sophia would not call on the Wimbledon nobles of Gambis to denounce her husband. If she did so, she would lose the Marquis regardless of whether she won or lost. Most importantly, Sophia has no chance of winning. As long as there is no Golden Knight, Victor is confident to crush any family.

The advantage of opening an innovative family is that Victor has the greatest freedom in family rights. He no longer needs the seal of the Marquis of Sophia and can canonize the vassal nobility independently.

When the crowd was quiet, Victor said, "those who are loyal to me will be rewarded. Nelson, come up!"

Dressed in heavy armor, Nelson solemnly walked up to victor, bent his knees and half knelt, and bowed to victor.

"Nelson, are you willing to be my servant from now on?"

Nelson replied, "I do."

After confirming his voluntary intention, Victor took Nelson's hand, which was half kneeling in front of him, and said, "Nelson, I give you Randall's surname and Lord title, as well as 300 square kilometers of land as your fief, which is inherited."

At this time, Nelson offered his loyal commitment, "my monarch, the very respected Viscount Randall, I sincerely promise to be a loyal minister to you, never let Randall's surname be ashamed, and I am willing to maintain my loyalty for you forever. This is honest and free of any deception."

Nelson leaned over and kissed Victor's sword, a kiss.

Victor put the sharp silver sword in front of Nelson. Nelson put his hand on the sword and said: "My monarch, respected Viscount Randall, I swear to you that I will faithfully protect your property and safeguard your rights like a vassal loyal to his Lord. I am willing and strictly abide by my oath, as I know and understand. From today on, your sword helps and urges me to adhere to this."

Victor smiled and helped the excited Nelson up, motioned him to stand on his other side, and then shouted to the following people: "Lord Nelson Randall has been given by me with loyalty and courage, and so have you. I promise that all those who return to the territory will join the work point system, and the work point system will no longer be open to anyone else. When you get enough land, you will become my vassal. At the same time, I hope that more of you can take Randall's surname."

There was a moment of silence under the platform, and then more cheers broke out.

"Long live Viscount Randall!"

"Long live the Randall family!"