Allen Village was located at the foot of a mountain, with a forest at its back. Most of the villagers were hunters, and they relied on hunting for a living.
That evening, the hunters who went out began to return one after another. Everyone was showing off the prey they had hunted, comparing who had the most today, and discussing how many silver coins they could exchange for a few precious furs in the town's shop. Speaking of this, everyone could not help but praise the Lord's fairness and generosity. Their income was much higher than before, and their lives were no longer so difficult and tight.
Just as the hunters who had returned from hunting gathered at the entrance of the village to relax and chat, a series of hurried and heavy horse hooves suddenly sounded in this quiet evening.
Everyone at the entrance of the village followed the sound and looked up. At the end of the road leading to the village, in the red sunset, five majestic and mighty silver figures were riding tall warhorses, galloping towards the village.
When they rushed closer, everyone could see their faces clearly with the help of the afterglow of the setting sun.
They were wearing thick silver Knight armor that was dyed with a layer of dazzling gold under the golden sunset. They were riding tall warhorses that were wearing horse armor. On both sides of the saddle, weapons such as longswords, shields, and spears were hanging. On the exposed blades of the spears, there were spots of scarlet blood that seemed to have not dried yet. Under the illumination of the setting sun, it revealed a trace of murderous aura.
Everyone could not help but feel nervous. They all gripped the weapons in their hands tightly, ready to fight to the death at any time to protect their wives and children in the village behind them.
Fortunately, someone was the first to see the coat of arms on their armor.
"It's the Lord's Knight!"
As this voice sounded, everyone looked at the chest of the Knight at the front. They saw a black shield with a longsword on the back and a nine-headed evil dragon engraved on the front of the shield. Everyone's gaze towards the Knight instantly softened. The tightly gripped bows and machetes in their hands also relaxed. Instead, they looked at these mighty Knights with fervent and reverence.
This was the legendary powerful Knight Regiment that had been following behind their great Lord, conquering the north and south, conquering the vast territory today, and annihilating countless terrifying werewolves?
But why would these powerful and honorable Knight Lords come to this remote village?
According to what they had heard in the town, only official Knights were qualified to have their chest armor engraved with the noble's coat of arms. Even if it was a Black Iron Knight, they had to have personally killed an enemy Knight on the battlefield before they could be conferred the title of Knight by the Lord, becoming the noblest noble.
According to the people of the Chamber of Commerce, there were only a hundred or so Black Iron Knights in the Lord's Knight Regiment. Most of them were the first soldiers to follow the Lord.
Just when everyone was excited and confused, the Black Iron Knight at the front of the five Knight suddenly dismounted from his horse and strode towards the gathered crowd.
Under everyone's gazes, this majestic and mighty Knight stopped in front of Old Jack. Then, under everyone's incredulous gazes, this honorable Knight suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of Old Jack.
Old Jack was also somewhat at a loss by this sudden turn of events. Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he looked excitedly at the majestic Knight kneeling in front of him.
After kneeling, this Knight raised his hand and slowly took off the helmet on his head. A handsome, resolute, and somewhat familiar young face appeared in front of everyone.
"Father, Oliver has returned!"
The young Knight's voice was trembling. His eyes were red as he looked at Old Jack, but he held back his tears.
"Oliver! My son! I knew it! I knew it! … "
At this time, Old Jack was moved to tears. He tried to pull up his son from the ground, but found that he couldn't.
Fortunately, Oliver hurriedly stood up on his own. Looking at his tall and strong son in front of him, wearing a mighty armor, Old Jack stroked the black coat of arms on the chest of the armor and nodded excitedly.
"Good! Good! … "
Only then did the surrounding people react and discuss excitedly.
"It's Oliver!"
"So Old Jack wasn't bragging! His son really became a Knight! "
"Our village finally has a great person!"
"Little Oliver wasn't so strong before, but his archery is the best in our village, even better than his father's!"
The women and children in the village who heard the commotion gradually gathered around. The news that Old Jack's son Oliver had become a Knight under the Lord quickly spread throughout the village.
Olivier was one of the first territorial guards that Chenmo had chosen to form. Although he had killed many soldiers in his first battle with Count Warren, he didn't manage to kill a single knight under Count Warren's command.
In the following several battles, although he became stronger and stronger, he still couldn't seize the opportunity to kill the enemy Knight. Seeing his comrades around him become Knights one by one, he had been holding back.
It wasn't until a recent battle that Oliver fought bravely and killed the enemy, and finally succeeded in killing a Knight by himself. Only then was he finally conferred the title of a glorious Black Iron Knight by Chen Mo. He also had four Knight Attendants under his command.
This time, he was originally ordered to eliminate a werewolf that appeared nearby. When he learned that the destination was very close to his hometown, he applied to Captain Andrew to go home to visit his family after completing the mission.
Previously, he had been fighting non-stop, so the Knights didn't have a chance to go home. This time, he had a rare opportunity to go home to visit, so Andrew naturally wouldn't object.
So, there was the previous scene.
… …
After a year of expansion and construction, the territory under Chen Mo's control had undergone great changes.
The economic and military strength of the territory was extremely strong, far surpassing that of all the other territories around.
The promotion of new farming tools and new farming methods greatly increased the agricultural output, and Chen Mo only collected a small amount of taxes. For the first time, the civilians in the territory felt the happiness of not having to worry about food.
In addition, Chen Mo led the Knights to constantly encircle and eliminate the werewolves that appeared in the territory, causing them to almost disappear from Chen Mo's territory. Without the threat of these terrifying beasts, the safety of the civilians in the territory was guaranteed, and they no longer had to live in fear and hunger all day long.
With sufficient food and security, the civilians in the territory lived and worked in peace and contentment. Their living conditions had greatly improved, and they were far from the sallow, emaciated, and shabbily dressed civilians in other places. Everyone's spirit and appearance had been refreshed, and their faces were brimming with happiness.
Many civilians from the surrounding territories secretly ran over to Chen Mo's territory, hoping to become his citizens and stay away from the threat of the werewolves, filling the stomachs of their families.
Chen Mo didn't reject these civilians who came to seek refuge. At this time, Europe's productivity was extremely low, and the output of the farmland was limited. They also had to bear heavy taxes, natural and man-made disasters, continuous wars, and the constant killings of the werewolves over the years. The lives of the civilians were extremely difficult, and their population was always very low. The total population of Europe was less than ten million.
And as the most important source of productivity and soldiers, the civilians were very important assets to the lords.
All the civilians who came to seek refuge in Chen Mo's territory because they admired the strength and stability of the territory were all allocated land, farming tools, food, and seeds by Chen Mo, allowing them to quickly settle down and start production.
After consecutively defeating a few lords in the surrounding territories, Chen Mo's territory was now close to ten thousand square kilometers, the size of several counties in England.
Other than the forests and mountain ranges, there was also a large area of land that could be developed and cultivated. Naturally, the more people there were, the better.
Although Chen Mo had spent a large amount of military force on exterminating the werewolves as his territory expanded, the pace of expansion didn't stop.
With powerful combat strength, excellent equipment, and favorable conditions, Chen Mo's army was like a hot knife through butter, conquering one territory after another. Many lords at the border of Chen Mo's territory voluntarily submitted before Chen Mo's army arrived.
Chen Mo would ask these nobles to hand over all their territories and authority, but allow them to keep their wealth. Chen Mo would make arrangements after inspecting them.
Those who were capable would be sent to different regions by Chen Mo to serve as governors, while those who weren't were allowed to stay in the city and live leisurely as nobles.
As for those who were too resentful, Chen Mo would order the court to sentence them to death after a public trial.
Chen Mo didn't care if this would cause the other nobles to not dare to surrender. To him, it didn't make much of a difference whether they resisted or not. In front of his powerful Knight Regiment, all forces would collapse. Those who resisted could also train his troops.
It was worth mentioning that under the pressure of Chen Mo's army, among the lords who wisely chose to submit, there was a person named Victor!
When Chen Mo saw Victor in person, he was even more certain of his guess. The world he had traveled to this time was indeed the world of the movie "Legend of the Night," and it was before Victor became a vampire.
Before this, Victor had personally led his Knight Regiment to exterminate the werewolves in his territory. His forty elite Knight Regiment and himself were all very experienced in battle and had great combat strength.
Chen Mo chose to directly incorporate this special and elite Regiment.
Chen Mo didn't reorganize them like he did with other territories. Instead, he once again handed them over to Victor to lead.
Chen Mo wasn't afraid that Victor would betray him. Not to mention that Victor's strength wasn't a threat to Chen Mo, this could also be said to be a test for him.
After an in-depth investigation and a period of personal contact with Victor, Chen Mo found out that Victor was an extremely principled and stubborn person.
To him, the rules of the nobles and the glory of the family were paramount. Even when his daughter Sonia violated the laws of the vampire family, destroyed the purity of the pureblood bloodline, and fell in love with the werewolf slave Lucian and got pregnant, as the leader of the vampires, even though he couldn't bear it, he was forced by the laws of the vampires and the principles in his heart. He had no choice but to personally order her to be executed.
Most importantly, he wasn't too ambitious, unlike the ancestor of the vampires, Marcus, who dreamed of letting the undead rule the world.
Victor had always believed that humans were the masters of this world.
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