Reclaiming Wasteland: Carefree Mountain Farmer

Chapter 230 A Prosperous Population
On a winter afternoon, Beijiwu sat in the garden drawing.

Construction of the Royal Clubhouse has begun, and workers are digging the foundation.

While Beijiwu was busy, Lingling, the young girl who had recently visited him twice more, came to his side to watch over him.

"Your Majesty, why do you paint houses instead of beautiful women in the garden?"

The women in the park probably all thought that Arctic Wu was painting them, so they dressed up carefully these past few days, hoping that Arctic Wu would visit them more often.

Beijiwu casually said, "Just drawing buildings won't allow you to imagine what they should look like. When there are more people, some good ideas often come up."

Lingling smiled and said, "Has His Majesty not finished drawing up the blueprints for the Imperial Palace yet?"

“This is the design of another palace.” Beijiwu looked at the somewhat messy lines on the drawing board, because many of the ideas were just random additions, and even he could only understand them today.

Memory is a tricky thing. Beijiwu often looks at his own random sketches and can't remember them.

If the handwriting is too messy or the lines are too simple, it can indeed cause omissions.

Beijiwu was pondering how to design a palace that could accommodate 10,000 people, and how to consider the distribution of the palace maids and women of different ranks in front of him.

Lingling only wanted to please Beijiwu and couldn't understand what Beijiwu really wanted to do.

At this moment, Yelü Polu came over.

Yelü Poluo, who was already twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wore a white wolf-skin turban, like a snow-covered mountain in the north.

She wore a bright yellow cape that gradually faded to white, underneath which was a warm yellow sweater that accentuated her stunning figure, and a slimming black skirt.

Many women in the palace were once noble ladies, but they knelt down too quickly and gradually lost their noble pride.

Even the daughter of the former emperor was given to Beijiwu as a gift.

The initial peace negotiations were a plea for peace, and Beiji Wu's earlier attitude towards the princess was very impolite, treating her completely like a plaything.

Things have gotten a little better in recent years; they've started treating us like human beings.

The status of the others was even lower; they weren't even considered concubines, only slightly better than ordinary palace maids.

In contrast, Yelü Poluo held the highest position.

Yelü Poluo was a princess in her early years, but the marriage was delayed because the Khitan nobles were all in danger. When Yelü Bao became emperor, she was presented to him along with other Khitan beauties.

It was normal for conquerors to take the women of those who surrendered, and it was in line with the traditions of grassland tribes.

This woman was beautiful, like a stunningly beautiful demon, and she commanded respect without raising her voice, possessing the demeanor of a true princess or queen.

She was gentle and understanding towards the man who was more powerful than her, and knew how to serve him.

Having clarified the superior-subordinate relationship and knowing long ago that Beiji Wu was the emperor rather than a husband, Yelü Poluo, as a Khitan princess, always acted according to her duty towards Beiji Wu.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects."

Yelü Polu greeted him softly, then stopped two meters away, bowing his head.

Beijiwu continued to look at the drawing board, lost in thought.

"what's up."

Yelü Poluo looked helpless. "Many men came to the palace today, and I saw that no one was taking care of this matter, so I came to ask His Majesty what should be done."

Beijiwu replied, "It's alright. The people who came to dig the foundation this time are all my soldiers. Although I didn't order the palace maids not to get in the way, if they don't even understand this kind of thing, they shouldn't stay."

Yelü Polu nodded. "I was overthinking it. But do these soldiers know how to build houses?"

Beijiwu put down his easel and reached out to touch the beautiful woman sitting next to him.

"We specialize in this, come and sit down, it's rare to have some free time."

There were people sitting on either side of Beiji Wu. When Yelü Poluo came over, the palace maids who hadn't been touched by Beiji Wu tactfully gave up their seats.

Some things depend on self-discipline. We weed out more people, and those who remain will follow suit, forming rules that don't need much explanation.

Arctic Martial was still thinking about the construction.

The people doing this work were his siege soldiers, who were also engineers.

The main task of siege troops is to use explosives and artillery to open up military facilities, and the task of engineers is similar.

In addition to building bridges, clearing roads, and conducting reconnaissance, they were also responsible for setting up tents and houses and operating machinery.

"Many people have returned from eastern Liaoning this year. It has been three years since they surrendered to me. Thousands of people died fighting abroad, but more than one million people were born in these three years."

“Your father wrote a letter yesterday about the recent conquest and territorial expansion, and also mentioned that he was worried you would be lonely, so he sent more than a hundred women and girls from the clan to serve me.”

There were many Khitan women in Beijiwu's harem. Khitan nobles sent many noblewomen over to save their lives.

When the Khitan nobles were asked to distribute their surplus female slaves, maids, wives, and concubines, the nobles chose to give the beautiful women to the Northern Warriors for free, rather than distributing them to their warriors and servants.

Unless she's a beautiful woman who's been used many times, any beautiful, unmarried woman will definitely be possessed by the stronger man.

If an ordinary person marries a beautiful wife, he will be targeted by countless flies, tigers, and venomous snakes.

The Arctic military could protect the rights of its subordinate public households, but the Khitans had autonomy over their territory.

In the Khitan people's mindset, nobles could freely have sex with the wives and daughters of slaves and lower-class people, but it was a great disgrace if their own wives and daughters were touched.

Therefore, under the order to release a large number of women, 100% of the nobles chose to give the beautiful women to the Arctic warriors, and were extremely unwilling to let their women and daughters be played with by those slaves and black slaves.

To the Khitan nobles, Han Chinese slaves were simply hardworking black slaves...

Nowadays, people's household registration books don't list them as Han Chinese; they list them as Liaodong of the Shan Nong Kingdom.

Yelü Poluo did not feel that her man was being shared with others, and knew that he was a strong man when she first heard the name Beijiwu.

It's normal and natural for the strong to have female servants and slaves!
“It shouldn’t be called a gift,” Yelü Poluo said with a smile. “Everyone in the world is your slave. My people herd horses and sheep for you, fight against foreign tribes for you, and bear children for you.”

Beijiwu put his arm around Yelü Poluo and said, "That's right, it would be a good thing to pick out a few pretty ewes to have some fun."

Yelü Boluo volunteered, "We also have some excellent spirited horses, and those vigorous noblewomen need you to tame them."

Arctic Martial Arts has no interest in this kind of thing.

"I don't like troublesome things, and I don't like to train women."

"This time, the Liaodong forces have reached Northern Europe, but there are no valuable spoils in Northern Europe at all. There are only cold mountains and snow everywhere, as well as a vast and boundless sea."

"All you can get from the lair of those Norse pirates is scrap metal and copper, like junk."

"Without sufficient spoils of war, and with the land being rotten and uncultivable, the harvest in eastern Liaoning this year is not good, which is why we plan to use women to pay taxes."

Yelü Poluo hadn't expected this reason. He wanted to speak up and plead for mercy, but he didn't dare to.

Beijiwu reached into Yelü Poluo's cloak, and Yelü Poluo felt a warmth in her heart and immediately snuggled up to Beijiwu's side.

Sure enough, Beijiwu smiled and said, "I sent them to fight in the more suitable northern Europe in eastern Liaoning. Although the spoils of war were few, I am still willing to spend 500,000 strings of cash to buy that cold land."

“Besides the money for acquiring the land, the soldiers who have returned from their long march also need to be rewarded. Your father doesn’t have much money left, so I will give him three million strings of cash to build my winter palace.”

“The people who stayed in the Northeast from Liaodong had nothing to do, so they could build palaces for me and earn some money to supplement their household income.”

Yelü Poluo said happily, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

In three years, with the support of hundreds of thousands of guns and artillery pieces each year, the Western Expeditionary Army, supported by industrialization, utterly crushed some feudal agricultural countries.

In three years, the bow and arrow went from being an essential weapon to a point where you can't find a single bow and arrow in a team of thousands.

In warfare, practicality is key; whatever works best is used.

Castles and cities alike have no advantage against firearms and cannons.

The number of people from Shan Nong Kingdom who went out to fight was less than 300,000, but now the Western Expeditionary Army, including the surrendered traitors, exceeds 30 to 40 million.

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On the plains outside the Frankish Kingdom, legions from the east and the west are rapidly assembling.

The Frankish cavalry numbered over 10000, including noble knights and mercenaries.

The English had 12000 archers, including longbowmen, crossbowmen, and conscripts.

20000 infantrymen, militia, mercenaries, and noble private armies.

The 40,000-strong army, which took half a year to assemble, was originally intended to reinforce the West Frankish Kingdom, but is no longer needed.

The former Frankish kingdom split into East Francia, Middle Francia, and West Francia.

When the barbarian armies from the east invaded, the divided kingdoms offered no resistance to the iron cavalry of the mountain farmers.

The kingdoms were like prostitutes encountering robbers, conquered and left in a chaotic mess.

The commander-in-chief of the allied forces was a count from Paris.

The Count of Paris, mounted on his beloved warhorse, stood atop the hill, watching his thousand-strong army assemble on the plain. Forty thousand against one thousand?

No reconnaissance is needed at all!
The Count of Paris drew his knight's sword and shouted, "For France!!"

"For glory!!"

The noble lords shouted their honor and led the heavily armored knights who had gathered from their respective territories in a charge!
Heavy cavalry charged ahead, while light cavalry flanked them.

There seemed to be no room for archers and infantry to make a difference on the entire battlefield.

Fighting this legion was the Northern Plains Legion, which joined the expedition with firearms and ammunition after its establishment in West Asia Province.

Zhao Da, the commander of the spearmen, stood on the spot and issued the order.

"Ready! All!"

The infantrymen who were waiting in place quickly assumed combat posture.

The soldiers in the first rank lay prone on the ground, their rifles aimed forward.

The soldiers in the second row sat on the ground.

The soldiers in the third row squatted on the ground.

The soldiers in the fourth row are practicing horse stance.

The soldiers in the fifth row stood normally.

The soldiers in the sixth rank held their guns with both hands.

One thousand men, nine hundred guns, and ten cannons.

"Shoot!!!" Zhao Dayong roared at the top of his lungs.

Each rank of 150 men in a gun platoon pulled the trigger upon receiving the order, aiming at the cavalrymen who had charged 500 meters away.

boom! ! !
A cloud of smoke obscured the view of more than a thousand people.

After the choking smoke dissipated, more than a hundred cavalrymen in front had fallen.

"Charge!! Keep charging!"

"For France!"

"For glory!!"

The spearmen didn't pause for long; after a few breaths, everyone was ready again.

"shoot!!!"

"boom!!"

The closer cavalrymen were thrown from their wounded horses by the impact of the projectiles.

Some people, protected by their armor, were not killed by stray bullets and rushed forward quickly, brandishing their long swords.

"shoot!!!"

After Zhao Da gave the order again, the riflemen coldly pulled the triggers.

Within half a minute, four or five hundred of the charging cavalrymen were killed.

"Artillery ready!"

"fire!"

The artillerymen, who were already prepared, immediately lit the fuses.

boom! !

The earth is shaking.

The warhorses fled, neighing.

The cannon was lifted up by the powerful recoil and then slowly landed on the grass.

The cannonballs shot out of the barrel and flew into the rear of the cavalry.

The infantry archers a kilometer away looked up and saw small black dots falling toward them.

Fear permeated the army. The peasant army, which was still thinking about when to go home and farm, encountered the most terrible scene!
It is no longer a battle between nobles, nor a battle where the outcome is decided by the nobles.

When the iron ball passed over the cavalry and shield-bearers and landed in the dense ranks behind them, the warhorses and soldiers killed by the iron ball made it impossible for the rear ranks to maintain their formation.

"shoot!!"

"boom!!!"

Before the charging cavalry could even get within 300 meters of the infantry, they all fell near the bodies of their comrades.

On the battlefield, it is no longer a case of the majority fighting against the minority.

After muskets and cannons were mass-produced, feudal lords who did not have access to firearms were subjected to massacres.

Civilization and barbarism.

The knights no longer represent civilization.

The conqueror who holds the truth is the true representative of civilization.

"shoot!!"

"boom!!!"

The Frankish cavalry stopped charging; those valiant knights had changed their minds!
They turned their horses around, choosing to become deserters or prisoners of war!
boom!
Zhao Da and his men did not give these people a chance to surrender; they killed officials but not civilians, and men but not women.

Among the noblewomen, the beautiful ones were allowed to ride in the carriage, while the ugly and old ones were killed, so that the rest would know what was what.

Those who are willing to obey will be given food and drink, and those who can speak the local dialect will be respected.

These are not Arctic martial arts, but rather experiences summarized from long-term domestication.

The strongest aspect of the Mountain Farmers is their prisoner-of-war conversion system, which has an efficient system for replenishing soldiers. However, the prerequisite is to first remove the heads of the original noble leaders.

Noble knights are targets that must be killed; they are ruthless in their killing.

This system has two scenarios: one is that it is most efficient and has the highest conversion rate when King Wu is alive.

One possibility is that when King Wu is not present, the conversion efficiency will be much lower, and unexpected events may occur.

The Western Expeditionary Army encountered numerous instances of surrender followed by rebellion, resulting in significant losses.

In order to resolve the problem quickly, the entire Western Expeditionary Army unanimously chose the simplest method.

With the elimination of the last regular resistance force of the Frankish Kingdom, the entire continent entered its final stage.

With the establishment of the Western European Province, a large amount of spoils of war were moved out of the royal palace and continuously transported to the Central Plains.

The Mountain Farmer Kingdom agreed to cease taxation in exchange for allowing farmers across the land to return home to cultivate the land and harvest wheat, thus ending their resistance to the Mountain Farmer's rule.

The original noblemen were all killed or sent to become eunuchs, while the women were carefully selected from the most beautiful ones and sent to pay taxes.

The Turks moved south and occupied the Abbasid Caliphate, which had a population of fifty million.

The Mongols marched south and occupied Egypt, Greece, and other regions.

The Liaodong people marched north and drove the Viking pirates who had landed back to their homeland.

A steady stream of mountain farmers are traveling from the east.

Local women began to bear children for the new rulers, and local children were learning the language of the mountain people, becoming the first commoners in the Western European Province.

The Northern Plains Legion possesses the most professional educational capabilities, and with the help of some merchants, it only takes two or three years to convert a large number of mountain farmer warriors.

They restored irrigation facilities, assisted in cultivating farmland, shared food, encouraged merchants to trade, paid locals to do things, and respected the locals' religious beliefs.

In December of the ninth year of the Common Era, the estimated global population was about 1.5 million, with more than half of them residing in the Mountain Farming Kingdom.

Especially after the war, with the return of a large number of soldiers and female prisoners of war, the birth rate will seriously exceed common sense.

This is not a civilized world. For female slaves under the foreign feudal system of this era, if having a child means a life of plenty, few could refuse such a good thing.

Even the farmers themselves have children like dumplings being made for the New Year, with each household having more than a dozen people.

Arctic Warrior quickly put aside this troublesome matter and continued to study his palace.

Thinking about leaving my mark on stones all over the world.

(End of this chapter)