Contrary to Thorne, the serfs were surprised when they heard the news of grain transportation.

    "Thorne," Arthur stood up, "go inform Grice and let them go to the wall. I have something to discuss with them."

    "Yes, my Lord."

    After ordering the bodyguard to inform several vassals, Thorne followed Arthur to the wall with great anxiety.

    Arthur waited only a moment on the city wall, and six vassals in armor came one after another.

    "Lord Arthur, I don''t know what you need to discuss with us?"

    Such a young, paranoid and impulsive Lord and several vassals on the stall were as uneasy as Thorne.

    "I thought of some ways to resist Warcraft, so I asked you to discuss it."

    Several vassals looked at each other, and bank said cautiously, "Lord Arthur, please say it."

    Arthur went to the edge of the city wall and raised his finger to the bottom of the valley in front of him. "Don''t worry, sir," said the bearded vassal Burley urn. "With these simple orders and actions, even a stupid cow, I can make them listen to orders honestly."

    Several vassals also responded with confidence.

    In their view, Arthur''s requirements are too low and not complicated. It''s just to line up and listen to orders.

    If they can''t even train the serfs to do this, wouldn''t they be more stupid than the serfs.

    "Oh, I didn''t expect you to know how to train cattle."

    Arthur''s ridicule made the vassals laugh at once, while Burley shook his beard and said he would have a competition with several people.

    "Now that you understand, start early tomorrow morning!"

    ......

    ......

    Money soon showed its magic.

    It was only two or three hours before Arthur ordered the purchase of firewood and the first truck of firewood arrived at the fortress.

    When the serf carrying firewood received ten copper coins from the bodyguard, he looked at the copper coins lying in his palm. The serf carrying firewood looked at them for a long time.

    If the bodyguard on one side hadn''t seen him look strange and yelled at him, it''s estimated that he could stare at the palm of his hand for half an hour.

    "Copper coins! Really ten copper coins!"

    Returning to his mind, the serf pulled up his wooden cart, rolled up a cloud of dust and rushed up the river.

    After a while, serfs carrying firewood began to come to the fortress in an endless stream. After receiving ten copper coins, they pulled on the wooden cart and began to run faster than the carriage!

    At this scene, the bodyguard in charge of issuing copper coins was stunned.

    These lazy serfs can run so fast!

    The serfs dare not delay. The LORD said, only 500 cars.

    This money is as easy as picking it up. If you are slow, it will be cheaper for others!

    The grain stored in the castle arrived at the fortress almost at the same time as the firewood.

    Looking at the carts of grain, the serfs in the fortress were all surprised.

    Arthur''s promise to Bree had been spread all over the camp when he discussed with his vassals how to resist Warcraft.

    However, except Bree and a few people, no one believed it at all. It was just a trick of the noble master to deceive people, just to make them work harder. Even many people laughed at Bree''s stupidity.

    But looking at the food transported from the castle, especially the pickled meat, they all began to believe what Bree said one by one.

    If the Lord doesn''t want them to go back alive, why waste these precious food and meat!

    I also learned that the firewood was used to resist Warcraft. For a time, the serfs were full of energy. When they saw firewood arriving, they rushed to transport the firewood to the city wall one by one.

    This scene surprised the knights in charge of command and supervision.

    By evening, more than 300 trucks of firewood had been transported to the fortress, and the serfs who transported firewood showed no sign of stopping.

    It was not until it was completely dark that Arthur asked people to stop today''s acquisition.

    At this time, the serfs in the fortress also began to enjoy today''s dinner.

    The bread is still warm, the broth is steaming, and there are even pieces of meat in it.

    Although the serfs couldn''t believe that they had received such food when they saw the food transported to the fortress, they put bread and broth in front of their nose and sniffed, smelled and smelled, and then wolfed down.

    Some ate too quickly and were scalded by the hot soup. Some didn''t realize they had forgotten to chew the meat in the soup until they ate it.

    Although there is only a piece of meat like the nail cap, it is also real meat!

    "Anyone who doesn''t have a full stomach can get another piece of food, but he can''t take more and waste, otherwise he will be severely punished!" Arthur stood aside and shouted as several serfs were licking bread crumbs on their fingers.

    "Your Excellency, you are so kind!"

    "Thank you, Lord Arthur!"

    "Lord, be merciful!"

    As soon as they heard it, they could take it again. The serfs who still had more ideas first shouted praises to Arthur, and then rushed to get food with a wooden bowl.

    Thorne, who was beside Arthur, looked at the serfs who were eating and drinking, and couldn''t help but smoke the corners of his mouth.

    "Look at your stingy look," Thorne''s expression just fell into Arthur''s eyes. "The emperor doesn''t need hungry soldiers! If you want soldiers to work hard, you must at least let them fill their stomachs, which doesn''t understand?"

    Thorne thought and said, "I don''t understand."

    He had never heard of a nobleman who fed serfs in war.

    "Hi..." asked for nothing. Arthur curled his lips and didn''t bother to explain to Thorne.