Chapter 139: 139 strong tea
Chapter 139 139 Strong Tea
Bingjing City is the largest city south of the Bingjing River. It is also the largest city in the land that Susus ceded to the Kingdom of Wright after the victory in the Battle of North Ridge.
There are now no traces of war here. The prosperous economy has made the place bustling with traffic, and the shouts of vendors shouting and buying and selling are everywhere.
Outside the city, a battalion of troops from North Ridge is stationed. This troop is the main force of Lord Fisherlot, the first battalion of the North Ridge Army that won the Battle of North Ridge.
With this battalion stationed here, the security here is actually very good, and since it was ceded to Fisherow, it has become more lively and prosperous.
Tangmo’s factory has prospered Bunas’ economy, and Bunas’s prosperity has also made Beiling’s economic situation better.
Money is actually useless if it doesn't flow. This crude economic theory made Beiling's economy prosperous under Tang Mo's control.
After Beiling invested in Tang Mo's steam engine and started mining ore, the ore output increased significantly. Increased ore production also increased Northridge's revenue.
Because mining of ore is faster and on a larger scale, automation did not allow Miss Alice to reduce the number of miners, but instead added more manpower.
There were originally more workers in the mines, the mining speed was faster, and the output became higher. This has brought Beiling's ore mining speed to an unprecedented level.
Such a large amount of ore cannot be completely smelted into useful steel simply by relying on Tang Mo's own steel-making equipment.
Since then, the steel plant in Beiling also began to expand, expanding the scale of the steel plant and recruiting more workers.
More and more workers entered the factory, which made more and more land available in Northridge. These more and more lands were leased to the serfs of South Sussus who had just merged.
These Susa serfs, who originally had no land and lived a relatively poor life, were liberated and became free people, and began to cultivate the land in Beiling.
The serfs migrated south, gained free status, and had land to support themselves. They were grateful to the Earl of Beiling, and the bards praising the virtuous name of the Earl of Beiling were sung everywhere in the earl territory.
Most of these people were thugs who followed Tang Mo for zero-yuan purchases half a year ago. As a result, they became the most obedient and good people under the rule of the earl.
After they left, the population of southern Sussus decreased a lot, and the conflict between the population and the land suddenly weakened a lot. The people who stayed behind also had more land to cultivate, and without the exploitation of the Susus nobles, their lives were much better.
Having improved their economic situation, they also used their consumption to boost Northridge's consumer economy - a virtuous cycle suddenly formed a closed loop, instantly turning Count Fischereau's jurisdiction into a paradise.
Through trade, the salt, dried fish, and metal products from Bunas, as well as horses, furs, and wood from Beiling, are all sold in Ice Crystal City, which has become a distribution center for trade.
A black carriage stopped in front of the gate of Ice Crystal City City Hall, and a Northridge soldier stepped forward to help open the door.
Then, the surrounding soldiers raised their chins and stood at attention to salute the carriage. Amidst the respect of all the soldiers, Fischereau jumped out of the carriage and waved to everyone to signal them to salute.
"Sir!" The officer standing at the door followed Fisherow and greeted him respectfully: "There is absolutely no need for you to come here."
“I always come to take a look.” Fischereau smiled and patted the other party on the shoulder: “Well done!”
He is very satisfied with the progress of the Northridge Army's expansion. All three legions have now been formed, and the full 4,800-man legion is no longer what it used to be.
This legion is better equipped than the previous Beiling legion. They are all equipped with Tang Mo's needle guns, and all artillerymen and officers are also issued revolvers.
Each legion is equipped with 10 C64 field guns made by Tangshi, and is also equipped with corresponding ammunition carriages.
Such a configuration makes the entire legion very powerful, but it is slightly bulkier than the normal legion organization. Because there were more carriages carrying ammunition, the gathering of troops was more troublesome.
In order to serve more carriages and better operate the 10 field guns, the current Northridge Corps has a full strength of 1,600 men, instead of the original 1,500 men.
Most of the 100 additional soldiers are more professional soldiers who are more like non-commissioned officers than soldiers in the modern army.
Fishero followed Tang Mo's suggestion and added more coachmen, set up a logistics management team for the troops, added artillery observers, and assigned more scouts and messengers.
After training and exercises, Fischereau found that Tang Mo's improvements had indeed increased the combat effectiveness of the troops, which made him appreciate Tang Mo even more.
"I heard that people from the Cyric Consortium have been very dishonest recently. You should pay more attention to your safety." The officer persuaded Fischerot with concern: "They can do anything, so you have to be careful." "Thank you! If the previous actions hadn't exposed too many people, we wouldn't have lost surveillance of those in the Cyric Consortium." Fischereau said with some regret as he walked into the city hall.
Previously, in order to repay his debt to Tang Mo and take revenge on Cyric, he robbed Cyric's fleet, which caused him to lose most of the manpower deployed in Cyric.
Although this operation was successful, it left him no longer able to accurately control Cyric's actions, and he suffered heavy losses.
"Furthermore, sir... there is one thing I don't know whether I should say..." The officer followed Fischereau into the city hall and persuaded him: "You can mobilize so many officers and send them to the city hall." Going to Bunas to study also caused some problems in the mobilization and command of our troops.”
"This is something that can't be helped." Fischereau explained as he walked inside: "I hope my commanders can better understand the tactical changes brought about by the new weapons. This kind of thing will happen one day later. Combat effectiveness will be affected.”
He spoke earnestly to his confidants: "Now that we have withstood the pressure, in a few months we will have dozens or even a hundred commanders who are proficient in tactics. This is a good deal, isn't it? ?”
"When they come back, I will go to Bunas..." The officer showed an envious expression on his face: "As a result, I have become their apprentice."
"You! Don't worry! When you come back, I will let you command the 1st Battalion! The 1st Battalion in North Ridge!" Fischereau pinched his leather gloves and slapped the officer's chest. His face was full of tears. He promised with a smile.
"Thank you, sir!" The officer heard the assurance, and the smile on his face became much brighter. He continued to follow Fischerot's pace and walked towards the office specially prepared for Fischerot in the city hall.
This building used to be the city hall of Ice Crystal City, so it was very luxuriously decorated. However, because it had been robbed before, traces of smoke and fire can still be seen in some places.
Fishereau was also here for the first time. Under the guidance of his confidant, he walked into his temporary office.
As the new owner of the area south of the Bingjing River, he must inspect his territory and see with his own eyes these great rivers and mountains that belong to him.
"Here are the tax reports, as well as the army's garrison and training plan...the rest are the temporary appointments of officials and the new road repair budget." Pointing to the documents that had been prepared on the table, the officer paid for them one by one. Sherlo introduced.
"Ah... I should have let Alice come here if I had known earlier." Rubbing his sore neck, Fisherot looked at the documents on the table and muttered to himself.
It’s not that he doesn’t know how to deal with these things. After all, he is also a count and has learned and personally handled many general affairs in Beiling before.
But since his daughter Alice can handle these things better than him, he has habitually left these things to his daughter to deal with.
The trusted officer heard the Earl's murmur and immediately laughed. He bowed slightly to the Earl and said, "You have come all the way, and I asked them to bring you a cup of tea."
"Thank you." Fisherow, who had already lowered his head to look at the documents, thanked his officer without raising his head.
Soon, the door was pushed open, and a maid from the city hall came in carrying a tray. Two cups of hot strong tea were placed on the Earl's desk.
“The cup here is so beautiful.” When the count looked up, he saw the exquisite cup and sneered: “These officials are just too good at enjoying themselves, that’s why we beat the **** out of them!”
"Yes." He and the earl picked up the cups one after the other, and then imitated the gesture of toasting. The Beiling officer accompanying him agreed, and then drank the tea in one gulp.
Fishereau also took a sip, and as soon as he put down the tea cup, he felt something was wrong. He raised his head and saw his trusted officer standing there shaking.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that his breathing was not smooth. Immediately afterwards, he heard a thud, which was the sound made by his men falling to the floor.
The Count struggled to stand up. He knocked over his chair, staggered two steps to the side, and then his vision went black. He hit the desk and rolled to the floor.
The guard at the door heard the noise in the room and knocked on the door tentatively: "Sir! Sir! Sir? Sir?"
After knocking on the door a few times, he realized something was wrong. After opening the door, he saw the two people who had fallen to the ground.
"Come on! Come on! Call the doctor! Guard! Come on!" He rushed to the count's side and shouted loudly while trying to help the count up.
(End of this chapter)