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Chapter 66 Warhammer
After hearing the output of silver, all the participants around the round table showed smiles on their faces.
This is another purpose of Samwell's meeting, to give everyone confidence.
Convince them that the territory has a future.
After talking about the silver mine, Vido, the chief craftsman, talked about the construction of the castle.
Due to the availability of sufficient manpower, coupled with the work-point system, kings from all walks of life have emerged one after another, and the construction of the castle is progressing very quickly.
The foundation has been laid, and the outer city wall has been built to a height of three feet. According to this speed, the main project of the castle will be completed in about four months.
At that time, Samwell will be able to apply to the Duke of Metz and officially become a lord.
Baron of Eagle Mouth, Samwell Caesar!
Thinking of this, Samwell couldn't help showing a smug smile.
After Vido, it's the turn of the blacksmith Buso.
Since there is no iron ore in the territory, Samwell actually did not ask his blacksmiths to make steel weapons. After all, it is more convenient to buy weapons directly than to buy iron ore from outside to make them.
Therefore, the task he gave to those blacksmiths was mainly to cooperate with the bachelor of Keben to forge the silver deer.
In addition, although Yingzui Island has no iron ore, there is definitely no shortage of animal skins, so Samwell did not buy the leather armor worn by the soldiers from outside, but let the blacksmiths make it.
However, it's not true that none of the ironware was made by them.
Samwell asked Buso to customize a warhammer for himself.
Because with the continuous growth of strength attributes, Samwell felt that ordinary steel swords could no longer exert their strengths.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWarhammer is the best choice.
"...My lord, the war hammer forged for you has been completed, you can try it later." Speaking of this, Buso was actually a little apprehensive.
It's not that he doesn't have confidence in his craft, but because the war hammer forged according to the lord's request is too heavy.
Although he had persuaded him many times, he still couldn't change the mind of the lord, causing Buso to worry that this reckless young knight would make a fool of himself later...
"Very good!" Samwell was very happy, praised Buso, and said that he would try the hand feeling after the meeting.
Next, the fourteen village chiefs also introduced the situation in their villages.
In fact, none of them have anything to say.
After all, most of the savages have been attracted to Yingzui Island, either as laborers, winemakers, or mines, and a small number of them can become soldiers under the lord. The old, weak, sick and young have also entered the orphanage, so The villages outside are almost becoming uninhabited villages.
It is estimated that after a while, these official positions such as village heads can be cancelled.
The village chiefs present are also aware of this problem. Taking advantage of the opportunity of reporting work, they are trying to test the lord, both in and out of words. Obviously, they do not want to lose the power in their hands, let alone lose their status as retainers.
Of course, Samwell knew this well, so he took this opportunity to announce that all fourteen village chiefs would be transferred back to Yingzui Islet to continue to serve as managers. The original villages no longer had village chiefs, but fourteen villages Unify the establishment of a traveling sheriff and a tax collector.
After appeasing people's hearts, Samwell let everyone speak freely, they can make suggestions and ask questions.
The crowd fell silent suddenly. They were not used to such a "democratic" meeting, and they were more used to listening to the lord's orders.
After a long while, Gavin broke the silence and asked:
"My lord, now these savages don't farm or hunt, but work for you, so how will they pay taxes in the future?"
Samwell smiled slightly. In fact, he had thought of this question a long time ago.
It's just that he is still within the three-month tax holiday period he promised, so he didn't bring up this issue.
"It doesn't matter, don't they all have work points, just use work points to pay taxes."
"Pay tax with labor sharing?" Gavin was stunned for a moment.
"That's right. Didn't I promise that one work point can be exchanged for one copper plate, so work points are money. After the tax holiday is over, let them use work points to pay taxes."
"Okay." Gavin also understood and nodded in response.
The young butler obviously failed to see the real "subtlety" of the system designed by his lord.
Of course Samwell wouldn't say much.
With Gavin taking the lead, everyone was no longer restrained, and one after another opened their mouths to make suggestions or ask questions.
The meeting lasted for two hours before it ended.
After the meeting, Samwell followed Buso to the blacksmith shop, ready to try his new weapon.
"My lord, this is it." Buso lifted the black cloth covering the weapon, hesitated for a moment and reminded, "Be careful, it weighs seventy pounds!"
Yes, seventy pounds!
Bouso has never forged such a heavy weapon in his life.
It was hard for him to imagine that someone could really wield such a hammer to fight.
Samwell didn't care about Buso's attitude, and he also knew that his request was a bit unreasonable.
No one would choose such a heavy weapon.
But he is different.
During this period of time, through continuous krypton gold and krypton silver, his strength attribute has reached an astonishing 4.02!
After the attribute exceeds 4, Samwell finds that it will become extremely difficult to continue to improve.
Now he wants to increase the strength attribute by 0.01, but it costs 30 golden dragons, or 200 silver stags.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis made him suspect that even if he ate all the golden dragons fooled by the Lannister family last time, it might not be able to make the strength attribute break through 5.
In this case, the price/performance ratio of continuing krypton gold is too low. At this stage, it is a wiser choice to spend gold dragons on territory construction and arming the army.
Moreover, he also discovered that using Silver Deer to increase the strength attribute is actually more cost-effective.
Although the utility of one gold coin is equal to six or seven silver stags, the common gold-silver exchange ratio in Westeros is 1:210.
In addition, silver is already produced in the territory, so for a while, krypton silver is the right way.
In the future, it will be more cost-effective to switch back to krypton gold after the utility of silver continues to decay to a certain extent.
However, the strength attribute reaching 4.02 is already terrifying.
Samwell doesn't know how powerful he is now, but an ordinary sword is no different from a branch in his hand.
That's why he has to change weapons.
The two-handed warhammer in front of him does look quite exaggerated. The huge hammer body is covered with spiral spikes, shining with an icy light, making it look chilling.
Samwell stepped forward and lifted it up with only one hand.
Tried the weight, Samwell nodded in satisfaction, then grabbed the handle with both hands, swung it up violently, and smashed it towards the ground—
Boom!
It was like a muffled thunder, and the earth trembled.
Everyone in the blacksmith shop was dumbfounded, looking at Samwell as if they were looking at a monster.
It took a while for Buso to come back to his senses, his eyes had changed from suspicion to worship:
"My lord, you are a god! Please give it a name."
Samwell smiled and carried the hammer on his shoulders, saying:
"Call it—Thunder!"
(end of this chapter)