Chapter 796, Industrialization of Kislev
Sitting on the sofa chair in the hall of the king's suite, Ryan received Kislev Ugor Cavalry Marshal Beria Gulag here.
Originally, Ryan should not have met Beria here, because the king suite is Ryan's private area on the Landuin, and anyone except Orika and Veronica needs to report when they come in. Even if there is something wrong, Ryan He also prefers to meet people in the conference room and restaurant on the deck or cabin, but it is clear that Ryan is in a good mood today, and Beria voluntarily expressed his allegiance, which made the Ugor horse archers under his command start from hiring The relationship turned into affiliation, which made Lane feel compelled to meet him privately.
Before, Captain Ivan, who was tall, with rough features, and sunken eyes, gave Ryan the impression that he was a typical Kislev soldier image. General Ivan had always focused on military affairs, and his life was relatively simple. Rarely leaving the residence that Ryan arranged for the Ugol horse archers, except for turkey, beef and vodka, Ivan seldom consumes luxuries, and he even always misses his Ugol compatriots in the north of the Linsk River Ladies and gentlemen, at the end of each year, Admiral Ivan will take out part of his salary and exchange it for supplies, and entrust someone to send it to Erengrad and send it to the Ugor tribe in the north, so that these people can be on the front line of the anti-chaos Our countrymen can get help and survive another winter.
However, unlike Admiral Ivan who had died in battle, Beria gave Ryan the impression that he was not a general, but a scholar and bureaucrat. He had a relatively handsome and handsome face from the perspective of Mrs. Keesler. At the age of forty or so, he is already slightly bald, with a pair of frameless round lenses on the bridge of his nose. When he opened his eyes wide, it was actually difficult for Ryan to distinguish the man in front of him from a nomad child, a Prairie Ge construction engineer, a hussar general Felix's former retinue, and a former member of Kislev's House Council.
There are two glasses of kvass on the cherry wood table. This drink from Kislev has a unique aroma of malted milk and hop fermentation. It is fermented with Daleba bread. Its color is similar to that of beer. Red in color, moderately sweet and sour.
"It's delicious and interesting. This is the first time I've tasted this kind of drink called kvass. It's like alcohol but not alcohol. It's interesting." Ryan sat on the sofa chair, while Olika straightened her black pair Simei legs, standing behind Ryan, the king said meaningfully: "If Admiral Ivan is a bottle of hot vodka, then Captain Beria, are you this kind of mellow kvass?"
"Your Majesty Ryan is awesome." Beria bowed his head extremely humbly and respectfully. Although the Ugol man was sitting, half of his body was actually leaning on the side facing Ryan, which made him sit on the sofa. Sitting improperly, a little impolite, as if to emphasize his own identity, Beria was wearing his own standard military uniform made by a textile factory in Brittany: "I just thought His Majesty might like it."
"That's it." Ryan nodded slightly, and he picked up the mug casually: "If it's just a drink, I can drink it forever, why didn't you bring vodka?"
"Compared to kvass and vodka,
My lord, I prefer Breton wines, if possible, can I have a chance to get drunk with you? Beria put forward his request very sincerely and humbly.
"If there is a chance." The King of Knights drank his drink calmly, and Orika brought up the exquisite dessert.
Beria knew that some of his meaning had been conveyed to the king in a very obscure way, so he immediately took the initiative to get to the point: "Your Majesty, the thing is like this, you know, the Ugol cavalry archers in this great expedition The loss is not small, so when I return to the country, please allow me to take people back to Kislev and call more Ugor horse archers to serve you."
"Call more?" Ryan immediately caught the key words in Beria's words, and he asked with a half-smile, "How many people do you plan to call?"
"How many people does His Majesty allow me to call?" Beria immediately shrank back and threw the question to Ryan.
"I am asking you questions, not you asking me questions." Ryan said calmly.
"If possible...Your Majesty, I would like to expand the cavalry archers into a legion with a thousand people." Beria was out of rhythm by Ryan's words, but the biggest taboo for this kind of question and answer in front of the king is to grow up. The time was silent, and the captain of the cavalry archer knew that he had to get some dry goods: "I have a way, Your Majesty, but I think I must get your approval, and I need some proper appointments... from your appointments, and appropriate goods monopoly license."
"Goods exclusive license? What kind of goods exclusive license do you want?" Ryan narrowed his eyes.
His feeling was right. This Ugol man named Beria was more like a bureaucrat than a soldier.
"Food, textiles and daily necessities, of course, it would be better if there are some other things, such as... dwarven equipment, medicine." Beria whispered: "This will help me, no, we, Help us gain more favor for Mrs. Kisler and the favor of the Empress, my lord."
"It's just conscription. It doesn't seem to be so troublesome, right? Mr. Beria?" The king said with some amusement: "Ivan has never had to be so troublesome to win the prize."
"Yes, if your majesty only needs to recruit troops, of course you don't have to go through such trouble, but...if I'm not mistaken, your majesty has already started to industrialize Britannia, right?" Beria asked cautiously, He tried to make his voice humble: "Don't forget, Your Majesty, Kislev carried out industrialization as early as twenty years ago."
"Heh... what can a failed industrialization explain?" Ryan sneered, "From the very beginning, Kislev's industrialization was doomed to fail."
"That's right, you're right, my lord, from the very beginning, Kislev's industrialization was bound to fail." Beria nodded convincingly, and then he began to throw out his real plan: "Please Listen to me for a while, Your Majesty, can you let me finish?"
"Okay, tell me." Ryan nodded slightly.
After the Great Holy War, the entire Kislev has been turned into ruins under the hands of the second Chaos Eternal God "Anointed" Issa Kuval, the residents were massacred, and the Tsar's army, wealth, and power are no longer enough Rebuilding all the former glory of Kislev, Mrs. Kisler can only linger on her own land, and to make matters worse, after the death of the Romanov Tsar who fought against chaos, Katerina took over his position as Tsar , "Bloody" Katerina, the female tsar's real body is a female vampire of the Lamian family, she carried out an extremely cruel and bloody rule and massacre against Kislev, and the Internal Affairs Committee was at that time Established, the female tsarina reigned for more than a hundred years, until her own son, Pavel, stepped forward and sealed Katerina in a piece of ice, finally ending this terrible history.
But Pavel was old, he died soon without heirs, the throne fell into the hands of Vladimir-Bokha, and the new ruler finally decided to stand up to the challenge from the north. threatened, and he soon died in battle as he wished.
The son of Vladimir Bokaha is the famous "Red Tsar" Boris Bokaha, the father of the current Queen of Snow and Ice, Katarin. Advanced technology and gunpowder weapons, emptied all the internal funds and treasures of the tsar's treasury, vigorously carried out infrastructure construction, rebuilt bridges, roads, and towns, imported a large amount of black powder, and hired engineers from the empire.
Boris finally died in the troll kingdom at the end of the "Great Cleansing Campaign". This has already been said before, so I won't repeat it here. Slev's efforts to industrialize have almost completely failed. In addition to the astonishing national debt and the huge price paid, all industrialization efforts and infrastructure construction have also been declared bankrupt following his death.
Ryan was not surprised by this.
Industrialization is of course a shortcut to make a country prosperous and strong, but rapid industrialization cannot be started immediately with a few words or a will. It has several prerequisites, which can be roughly summarized as follows.
A good agricultural foundation, sufficient working capital, good technical guidance and professional personnel, sufficient population surplus, and relatively rich sources of raw materials.
With the above conditions, industrialization can become possible. This does not mean that the monarch thinks so in his heart, and then presses a button, and the whole country is transformed instantly, and industrialization begins with a "hoo".
It took Ryan more than ten years to prepare for industrialization. The south of Brittania has a good agricultural foundation. The ancestor of the blood dragon and the expedition to Bafeng Mountain brought him extremely rich funds, and signed a contract with the empire. The Treaty of Friendship and Mutual Assistance Alliance can guarantee to obtain technical guidance and cultivate professional talents from the empire, immigration from the empire and the serf household redemption system ensure a sufficient population surplus, and finally bring raw materials from the Gray Mountains and trade.
So the question is, what does Kislev have?
Agricultural basis? All the land in Kislev is permafrost, and only a very small amount of land blessed by the Ice Witches can be cultivated. Where can there be an agricultural foundation to support industrialization?
Enough large sums of liquid capital? The Tsar’s royal family emptied every gold coin in their own money and every treasure in the treasury. It was not enough. Kislev himself couldn’t even support the winged cavalry.
In the final analysis, technical guidance and professional talents are also a matter of money, which will not be discussed here.
Sufficient population surplus? There is no need to emphasize the plight that Kislev is facing. With such terrible military pressure and extremely bad geographical location, where is the population surplus? The Ugol people on the north side of the Linsk River couldn't be happier, so they scrambled to become mercenaries!
So after all the calculations, it can only be counted as being close to the raw materials, but even if it is the raw materials, it is basically controlled by the green-skinned tribes on the roof of the world, the chaotic tribes and green-skinned tribes in the troll kingdom, and the Ska in the pit of hell. In the hands of the Ratman and the Aislin tribe of the Mourning Mountains, why did Kislev prefer to lose 20,000 people before driving the Aislin tribe away? Isn't it just to be able to open up the trade route with Dulong City?
Therefore, the failure of Boris-Bokha was inevitable, because Kislev simply did not have the conditions for industrialization.
"But Kislev has a group of outstanding engineers, workers, and scholars. They are the precious legacy left by this industrialization and the most precious gift left by His Majesty Tsar Boris, but His Majesty Katarin is useless. Well, your Majesty, an excellent Kislev engineer, his salary is actually two daliba plus five copper coins per day, do you think this is reasonable?" Beria said in a persuasive manner: "We, no The talents of these people should be left in the ice and snow of Kislev. They deserve a better platform to display their talents, a more decent job with a better salary, a better house and a family to enjoy. safe environment."
"Hehehe~" Ryan smiled happily. The King of Knights touched his chin and said to Beria: "Is this talking about you? Mr. Beria, I remember that you used to be Prager Architectural Engineers of the Institution of Engineers."
"No one wants to live on a glass of vodka after get off work every day with only Da Liba." On the contrary, Beria was very frank about this issue: "Your Majesty, this is the truth."
"Well..." Ryan expressed his understanding of this, and indeed, as Beria said, this group of engineers, workers, and scholars are the most precious wealth after the failure of Kislev's industrialization, but the Queen Katarin is useless at all Good and settle them.
In fact, I don’t blame Katarin, how poor is the Tsar’s royal family? Faberge Easter eggs who are so poor that they are national treasures are sold for money! It was so poor that the female tsar herself began to make magic weapons and magic scrolls by herself to sell to the imperial electors!
If we can take over these engineers, workers and scholars, future industrialization can save a lot of detours, and we can quickly get a group of high-quality people, but their requirements are very low, with bread and milk, higher salaries and security. environment, they will be satisfied.
Ryan was moved: "What do you want to do?"
"I need you to canonize me as the special envoy of Brittania, give me a small elite guard, a sum of military funds, and the exclusive right to sell goods before, I can do it, believe me." Beria repeated himself requirements.
"Very well, I promise you that the decree will be issued after returning home!" Ryan had already made up his mind.
Beria's body trembled uncontrollably. The captain of the cavalry archer shook his hands slightly, suppressing his excitement. Beria took a big gulp of kvass, and then said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Tsar's family ruled Kis Loew has been around for so long that everyone has forgotten that it used to be the land of the Ugol people."
"Huh?!" Ryan's eyes widened.
"The Bear God should give Kislev a tsar from a humble background, and give him a commander like Boris who can command the three armies! Kislev needs..."
"Is your kvass really just a soft drink? Why do I feel a little drunk, and I didn't drink too much." Ryan said lightly: "Sorry, I was a little dizzy just now, I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"
"Oh, no, it's nothing, it's not important." Beria immediately understood, he smiled slightly, bowed his head respectfully, and then exited the room: "I'm sorry to bother you."
When Beria went out, Olika said sarcastically: "If you don't look at his appearance, master, I think he is more like an ambitious Druzzi nobleman."
"A dog, a dog that can bite people, if you use it well, maybe it will really work."