"Your Majesty the Wise Emperor, I completely agree with you."
Bai Xiaowen smiled and said, "Coercion is the inferior method, but we can tempt them with benefits."
After coughing, Bai Xiaowen said, "Those masters are basically not lacking in money, and ordinary money is not very attractive to them. However, I have something that I can offer … a title. "
"If the masters from the Imperial Capital are willing to come to White Stone City and teach the top skills of various industries, I am willing to enfeoff the Northern Land to them as their private territory. Every master who has a successful apprentice will receive a title starting from viscount … It should be very attractive. "
"Viscount with real power?" Nicholas IV's thick eyebrows slightly raised.
Nobles with real power must have their own fief, which was the biggest difference between nobles and nobles in name.
However, enfeoffing new nobles with real power meant that they had to cut off their own land and weaken their own power. Therefore, neither the royal family nor the great nobles were willing to do so.
Bai Xiaowen smiled and replied, "I do have this plan, but I need Your Majesty's approval."
This involved the Empire's new policy. The old nobles had the right to divide their fief and enfeoff new nobles with real power, but the new nobles could not. Many of the new nobles' powers had been taken back by the Empire, and the right of first night was only one of them.
The Empire's new policy was to change the original enfeoffed Empire into a centralized Empire. It was no wonder that the old nobles of Xisha Province opposed it.
Therefore, if Bai Xiaowen wanted to enfeoff the land in the north to others, he would need Nicholas IV's approval before it would take effect.
Nicholas IV nodded slightly and said, "Titles and fiefs do seem very attractive. Perhaps it can really attract masters from various industries to join us."
Nicholas used the word "perhaps" because the conditions in the Northern Land were too dangerous. The fiefs were barren hills and unruly rivers, and there was also a group of zombies … It was unknown whether the masters could be tempted to join them. If it was a fief in Zhongshu Province, the chances would be much higher.
Bai Xiaowen immediately said, "I don't require the masters to stay in the Northern Land. After they arrive at White Stone City, they can work while recruiting apprentices. After the first batch of apprentices graduate, they will be able to obtain their rightful fiefs and titles. Then, they will return to the capital and enjoy the life of the upper class as nobles. "
Nicholas was slightly surprised, then nodded. "Then the conditions are very good."
It would only take a few years for a batch of apprentices to complete their apprenticeship. After suffering for a few years in exchange for the identity of a noble with real power, even the top masters of various industries would be tempted.
"Your Majesty, do you agree with my proposal?" Bai Xiaowen asked.
"I have no reason to refuse," Nicholas replied.
"Your Majesty is wise."
There was no need for Bai Xiaowen to use the speech he had prepared. It seemed that Nicholas had also realized the importance of the Northern Lands.
The conservative nobles were annihilated, and the Drow Elf Empire was blocked. The only force left was the Lord of Pestilence. Where could they go if they wanted to attack the surface world?
The underground passage of the Bosuwei Gold Mine had been sealed, so they could only take the old route — the Northern Region, the territory of the remnants!
At that time, the Northern Province was bound to become the frontline of the confrontation between the two forces. At this time, strengthening the power of the Northern Region was something that Emperor Nicholas IV would be happy to see.
What's more, Nicholas IV still had a lot of things to rely on Bai Xiaowen. Among other things, this batch of plague nemesis drugs was very urgent.
"Now, we need to think about the next important question … How should we deal with the drow army infected with the Plague of the Dead?" Bai Xiaowen asked.
"These underground monsters have become the source of the plague and should all be eliminated," Nicholas IV said. Nicholas IV said, "I have already ordered the imperial army to surround Basuvius Castle and be on standby. We must not let them spread the plague virus wantonly! "
Bai Xiaowen smiled. "I think I can talk to the Mistress of the Drow Elves."
…
Bosuwei Castle was currently in a half-destroyed state.
The Plague of the Dead itself would not destroy buildings, but the Awakened of the Divine Court deliberately created explosive barrels to ensure that the plague virus spread throughout the entire area in the shortest time. The strong impact of the explosion made the century-old castle crumble.
Bosuwei Castle was now occupied by the Drow Elves.
The Mistress of the Drow Elves, Cynthia, immediately fled the castle area after the explosion began, but then she found that the explosion soon stopped, and the green fog spread throughout the entire city.
Mistress Cynthia was no stranger to this green fog.
It was the Plague of the Dead virus in the Plague Territory.
As an underground force, the Drow Elven Empire and the Plague Territory had dealt with each other many times. Of course, they were aware of the famous Plague of the Dead. After all, the Drow Elves were also living beings and were also affected by the Plague of the Dead. If they were not prepared for this virus, the Drow Elven Empire would have been swallowed up by the Plague Lord long ago.
After Mistress Cynthia confirmed her own safety, she began to worry about her army.
This army was Mistress Cynthia's strongest force, and it was the foundation for her to control the Knosolis Tribe. There was no doubt about its importance.
Since her life was no longer in danger, Mistress Cynthia naturally rushed back to the castle area and commanded the battle again.
The Drow Elven Army originally had the advantage in strength, and the return of Mistress Cynthia quickly stabilized the morale of the army. As for the other human soldiers, of course, they could not resist and were killed one after another.
In the end, the Drow Elves took control of the crumbling castle, and after some simple repairs, they temporarily stationed themselves there.
Then they began to use the old method — injecting the poison of the Spider Elves, fighting poison with poison, and expelling the Plague of the Dead virus.
However, the results were not ideal. No matter how hard the Drow Elves tried, the old method did not work. The Spider Elves' poison could only barely suppress the spread of the plague virus, but could not completely eliminate it.
Mistress Cynthia panicked.
She finally thought of a problem.
…
"Mistress Cynthia, you should have thought of it earlier," Bai Xiaowen, who was sitting lazily on the back of the chair, said sarcastically. "The Plague Lord knew long ago that the Drow Elves had the means to fight against the Plague of the Dead. It actually chose to use the Plague of the Dead to plot against you. Of course, it has enough confidence.
This confidence comes from the strengthening of the Plague of the Dead virus … or rather, the improvement. "Bai Xiaowen concluded with a sentence.
Mistress Cynthia's face was expressionless, and she said coldly, "Arrogant man, if we were underground, your attitude would have been fed to the spiders."
"I need to remind you, don't use the Drow Elves' female superiority to male inferiority. I'm a genuine human," Bai Xiaowen said with a smile. "Feeding me to the spiders, aren't you afraid that the Knosolis Tribe will be destroyed?"
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