In late April, the southern border of Burgundy was filled with spring in the cold.

The private camps in the open space outside the county town of Tignes have become increasingly empty. The northern refugees from Provence have continued to go north to beg for life, or have been taken over by the lords and gentry in the county as serfs. However, more people learned that the war situation in Provence was calm and the war was about to subside, so they all ended their wandering and returned to their hometowns that were destroyed by the war~

On the flat ground hundreds of steps south of the refugee camp, a temporary army camp was built here. This was the temporary camp designated by the county magistrate of Tignets for the southern army.

The camp was surrounded by simple horse-rejecting fences, and two armored sentry guards were guarded by the exits of the camp. From time to time, a few loud chats and laughter from soldiers came from the military tents in the camp.

In the middle of the camp, Odo was listening to the report of the baggage officer Spencer, "...... Chief Odo, this is the case. Viscount Pierre once again rejected our soldiers' request to enter the city to repair, saying that he was worried that the soldiers would enter the city to disrupt order."

Odo waved his hand and sighed, "Forget it, if you don't let it go, you won't go into the city. But it's okay to send people to buy food, fruits and vegetables? The sergeant recruited too many people, and it will take at least three days to arrive in Tinets. Our army's food is not much~"

"This is OK, but Lord Pierre only lets the baggage soldiers carry carriages into the city. It is also stipulated that they can only buy food and food for no more than two days. He said that if we buy all the supplies in the county, the citizens and soldiers in the city will not have enough food."

Odo was a little angry and asked, "Even if we add less than 150 wounded and new recruits, is there no material reserves for a large county town? "

"This~ I dare not say anything more, anyway."

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Arrow Tower in the south of Tignes.

Viscount Pierre stood behind the chassis and looked at the quiet military camp outside the city with a serious expression.

Jerry, the chief guard of Viscount Pierre, stood behind him and said, "Sir, are the one in the south too strong? Three years ago, he was just a hunter who relied on selling animal skins and mountain goods. In just a few years, he has become a baron on the frontier of the palace. If I hadn't seen the palace newspapers and documents, I wouldn't believe it."

Pierre was still staring straight at the military camp outside the city without answering.

Jerry continued to recite: "Now the palace has assigned the deserted valley to Tignets County, and the one in the south will also become a noble under your rule. But judging from his momentum, it is another flint in the fireplace, which is very hot~"

"It is said that they have been recruiting refugees everywhere, bankrupt farmers and various craftsmen, and through the two caravans, they purchased grain and food from various places, and they were probably trying to save a lot of money. Moreover, we sent officials who collected commercial taxes to the border towns several times and were sent away by them. Now you cannot return to the palace as planned. Next, we will not only face the difficult lords in the county, but also have to be more careful about the upstart in the future~"

Pierre's eyes moved, and he shouted, "Who are they guarding against? Are they enemies? Stop saying these words in the future!"

Jerry found that he was talking too much and quickly apologized: "Sir, I'm talking too much~"

"Tell the county soldiers, keep a close eye on the barracks outside the city. If they dare to do anything, they will be punished severely!" After that, Viscount Pierre glanced at the barracks again and turned around and left~

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Four days later, just as the army outside the city was about to run out of food and supplies, a large team finally appeared in the north of Tignets County.

The team was about 200 people. They were wearing various clothes. Some were carrying bulging and worn bags on their backs, some carried shovels, hoes and shackles on their shoulders, some were pushing two-wheeled wooden carts, which were equipped with spindle looms and rag fabric heads, some carried anvils and heavy hammers, and some were wearing coarse cloth clothes and walking empty-handed in the queue.

Around the team, there were five or six riders riding on war horses cruising and guarding.

The leader of the team, two leaders wearing heavy armor and sharp swords on their waists, gently holding the reins, allowing the war horses under him to walk forward on the road...

That's right, this team is a "civilian army" that Angus ordered to recruit. The two leaders of the team are the newly promoted baron Atwood Wells, the court frontier baron and the army adjutant Angus Doyle.

After receiving a palace audience in Besançon, Yat immediately set off to return south, and caught up with Angus, who was leading a large group of men to the south in the city of Lethresri in the north of Tinets.

Seeing that the team was getting closer, Tinets County City closed its gates and sent several cavalrymen to investigate...

After a while, the cavalry of the county town returned to the city and headed straight for the lord's hall.

"What? Hundreds? Where did he get hundreds?" Pierre stood up from the lounge chair in the lord's hall.

"Yes, Baron Yat said that this was a group of corpses he recruited from the North, and he would take these people to the south to reclaim his fiefdom~" Jerry, who was standing at the door, replied.

"Send the order! Let Baron Att come to my office!"

"yes!"

The guard commander Jerry had just walked out of the lord's hall, and Yat had already walked towards the place with several guards.

Jerry immediately returned to the diverticulum and reported to Pierre Yat's visit...

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In the office room of the lord's hall, Pierre waved his servant away. He picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured a glass of wine for himself and Att, and held a glass of wine in each hand, walked to Att and handed it to Att.

Yat quickly got up and took it with both hands, then sat down gently.

"Baron Yat, this glass of wine is my congratulations to you for your promotion to Baron." After saying that, Pierre raised his neck and drank it with a sip.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Viscount!" Yat also drank it all with his cup in his hands.

After politely speaking, Pier's face began to sink, "Baron Yat, you first sent an army of more than 100 people to surround the county town, and now you are bringing hundreds of "civilian troops". Isn't it too silly? Fortunately, I understand you, if someone else is afraid, it would have sounded the alarm."

"My Viscount, I think you must be too careful. My army has no unfaithful intentions. They are just too tired and want to repair and rest in the city of Tignets. As for the more than 200 refugees and farmers recruited, they were only invited to my fiefdom to reclaim land for me. This matter was allowed by the court."

Pierre didn't want to bother with Yat these trivial things. He went straight to the point, "I won't bother with you in these things. I will tell you what the county plans are."

"You said~" Yat put down his wine glass and sat upright.

"You are now a baron in the frontier of the palace with fiefs. According to the court regulations, your fief should belong to a baron under the jurisdiction of Tignets County. Since you have obtained the right to turn the court, you must also know that you need to pay land taxes to the county and war taxes to the army of the Belarus?"

"And you set up a checkpoint in the border territory to force the past commercial tax. I originally said that you would be levied for one year, but you have turned it into a border town. I'm afraid that the part of this commercial tax has to be paid to the county~"

Viscount Pierre was worried that Yat would become another stubborn noble who ignored the tax collection in the county. Taking advantage of Yat's lack of strength, he made a request to Yat's tax collection.

Yat was prepared for this, and of course he would not agree so easily to pay taxes and commercial taxes to the county. "Sir, I am willing to faithfully fulfill all my obligations as a vassal of the court."

"but......"

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"Sir, have Viscount Pierre completely offended by us?" On the way south, Odo asked Att, who was riding on his horse.

Yat looked indifferent, "Don't offend Viscount Pierre, we have to pay one tenth of the land and trade tax revenue to Tinets every year. Our annual tax revenue is not high, and one tenth is not too much. If our tax revenue increases dramatically in the future, what is the amount of a tenth of the annual share?"

"But our caravan must pass through the county town and often rest in the county town. If Viscount Pierre intends to make things difficult for us, I'm afraid ~"

"I will arrears taxes from the county and courts, but I imply that Viscount Pierre will give him ten thousand Finneys on time every year, and this amount will increase with the amount of taxes in my fief."

"Virgin Pierre's head is not wood. I am not the only vassal in Tignes who do not pay taxes to the court. I also offered to give him a sum of money each year, and he had no reason to break up with me."

Odo looked clear.

At this time, the questing whistle riding horses returned the team ahead of the team, the owner of Wincheston Manor brought a group of family to welcome Baron Att on the road. "Sir, Old Dean hopes that you and the masters can visit the manor, and they will welcome the new Baron with the highest etiquette."

Yat looked around and smiled, "It seems that the Dean family wants to block the road and rob. Let's go to Dean's house for a meal today."

"Master! The Dean family has ulterior motives, and I'm afraid there is a knife hidden behind the master~" Guard captain Ron stopped Yat.

"Old Dean is not his fool son, he won't do such stupid things."

Yat paused, "To be safe, Odo and the guards followed me into the manor, and the rest were stationed outside the manor to guard the defense."

That night, Yat enjoyed a delicious meal of wine and food at Wincheston Manor, and Old Dean also sent enough food and meat vegetables to the hundreds of troops stationed outside the manor.

The Lord of Wincheston Manor, Knight Dean, was still in Besanson, so his father, Dean, presided over the grand and luxurious banquet.

It was obviously Yat's concern. During the whole banquet, Lao Dian was respectful and well-respected to Yat and his party, and the compliments were just right, revealing the style of a wealthy businessman everywhere.

Yat and Old Dian exchanged cups, just like a gathering of friends from many years...

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"Sir, this old Dean is indeed not like his son. Is he praying to you?" On the way back to the camp, Odo, who was not greedy for the wine, asked the red-eared Yat across the face.

Yat looked back at the old Dian who stopped at the door of the manor and turned his head, and his drunkenness suddenly disappeared, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, "This is a real poisonous snake!"

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In the next few days, Att led a huge team of hundreds of people to cross the city. The villages and estates along the way and the lords and squirees from all over the country were waiting on the road beside the village with food and precious goods, "gifts" to the new barons...
Chapter completed!