Chapter 380: Change of Fiefdom, the Girl's Dance and the King's Order

The night wind blew, and the bonfire flickered. Gulamo took out a bamboo flute from his arms and played it, and the melody of joy flew in the field.

Medina gently took off her black robe, revealing her slender waist and long legs like snow jade. Then, she bent down and slowly took off her cloth shoes, and the crisp bell sounded.

Xiuluot looked over. The girl's slender ankle was actually covered with an exquisite silver ring, and a small silver bell was hung on the silver ring. There were faint red marks on the skin near the silver ring, which were the marks of repeated friction. The king's eyes continued to move down, paused on the pink toes with rouge nails, and immediately retracted his eyes.

In front of everyone, Medina's face flushed, and she showed a little shyness. Then, she gently swayed her waist to the rhythm of the bamboo flute, and her arms stretched naturally, blooming like a crabapple flower. This was the prelude to the dance, showing the girl's perfect body in the eyes of the king.

The end of the prelude was the main dance. Soon, the girl's dance steps became hurried. She stood on her tiptoes high, only touching the ground with her toes, dancing lightly in the bonfire, like a deer in the forest. The deer's face showed some innocence, and it looked around curiously, then met the king's eyes and turned away shyly. Her long hair fell slightly, covering her childish side face, but it could not hide her beautiful face.

Then, Medina smiled and sang alone. The sound was like spring rain falling on the earth, full of lingering breath.

"I am a deer in the mountains, the messenger of the goddess of spring.

I jump lightly in the forest and drink sweet nectar alone.

I nibble on the green fresh grass to make my body fresh.

Then, the sound of drums suddenly sounded!"

When she sang to this point, Medina's face suddenly showed panic. Her eyes were wet, she looked at the king fearfully, and then ran away.

"The strong hunter chased me! He wanted to capture me.

I fled into the jungle of vines, and he chased me closely.

I fled into the shallow stream, and he chased me closely.

I fled into the beautiful garden, and he chased me closely!"

Medina's feet were tense, jumping up and down. Her legs were as slender as a deer and as white as snow. In the eyes of the king, he was inexplicably anxious, as if he had lit a flame. Then, the girl's rapid singing gradually ignited the flame.

"The sound of drums was beating! I fell in the garden.

His heart was close to me. His body was so strong.

He stretched out his strong hands and grabbed my waist tightly.

I was finally captured by him and became his prey!

I struggled painfully, using my tender body to

satisfy his bloodthirsty desire and bring him soft pleasure

Ah!"

At some point, Medina returned to the king again. Dancing on tiptoe was too physically demanding, and the stinging pain on the anklet was also painful. The girl finally couldn't hold on any longer, staggered, and suddenly fell into the arms of the king.

"Dang!"

Bertard's expression was cold and hard, and he suddenly pulled out his bronze sword.

"It's okay."

Xiuluot spoke softly, and the warrior leader lowered his head and stepped back. Then, a soft body fell into the arms of the king, still with the heat and sweat after intense exercise.

Medina's face was flushed, panting, and exhaling a breath like orchid. Her teeth were white and neat, and she had obviously been chewing sapodilla gum for a long time. Her lips were as red as roses, with the temptation of blooming flowers. Her eyes were covered with mist, and she looked at the handsome face of the king like crying and singing the last paragraph.

"From then on, I left the arms of the goddess and was bound by a strong warrior.

Blood flowed, he bit my throat, and took everything of me!

I was born in his arms, and I died in his arms.

I knew that fate had given me to you.

I am your warrior, my king~"

At some point, the field was completely quiet. The nobles all lowered their heads, not looking at the king at the top. A smile appeared on Gulamo's face, and he also waited quietly. Bertard lowered his bronze sword and looked at the king, wanting to say something but stopping.

Xiuluot looked at the soft beauty in his arms, took a deep breath, and smelled the girl's body fragrance, which was really like an elk. Since birth, this was an experience he had never had before, and a challenge he had never had before. At this moment, the fire burned in his body, with tyrannical power, and also impacted his reason. Until a few breaths later, the shadow of a girl in white appeared in his mind.

The king bit his lips hard, stood up with difficulty, and put Medina in place. Then, he took two steps back, turned around, and didn't look at the girl lying on the side. The nobles were surprised at the king's will, and the smile on Gulamo's mouth disappeared instantly.

"Almost. Bertard, send them the change documents!"

"I obey your will, Your Highness!"

The chief warrior saluted respectfully. He looked at Medina calmly, and then ordered the guards to distribute the documents.

Medina sat on the ground with her legs hugged, staring blankly at the king's back. Then, she tidied her messy long hair, stood up, smiled softly, and turned to walk towards Gulamo.

Xiuluote turned around and looked at the girl's back. The breeze blew, and the girl's fragrance still lingered in the air. The king had a blank expression, and the bonfire shone on his face, casting a wavering shadow, and seemed to burn in his heart.

Gulamo did not look at his daughter who had returned. He held the document in his hand, and his whole body trembled slightly. The document was written with the text brought by the Mexica, accompanied by the traditional pictographic text of the kingdom, without any ambiguity in the meaning.

"Order to change the title and reduce it: the noble noble of the Kingdom, the head of the Lithospermum family, Gulamo. Check the existing fiefdom in the Kuramo area, with a population of 31,000, and a land of 500,000 acres. According to the laws of the kingdom, the noble nobles of the Kingdom are granted 8,000 acres of land. 400 slaves. Therefore, he was ordered to return the Curamo fiefdom and transfer it to the Guangmare State on the north bank of the Leman River. The kingdom redistributed 24,000 acres of land. Except for direct descendants, 1,200 slaves were allowed to be taken away within a time limit. Completed in January!”

From 500,000 acres of fertile southern land, it was reduced to 24,000 acres of barren wilderness and mountain fields. From the control population of more than 30,000, the seal was reduced to just over 1,000 Dingkou. Not to mention, the Zicao family will lose the manor built over generations, lose the foreign trade route to Lake Atoyak, and go to the wild northern wasteland to be accompanied by ferocious canine descendants.

Gulamo pressed his forehead with his hand and felt dizzy. He lost his footing and fell sideways. Medina quickly stepped forward to help her, but was pushed away by him.

"Get away!"

The girl pursed her lips, let go of her hands obediently, and sat down in the corner. She put on her black robe and veil again, the redness on her face gradually disappeared, and her eyes became submissive. Then, she subconsciously looked up, caught the king's gaze that had just been withdrawn, and smiled shyly.

"Your Majesty, this, this, how can this be done! Please, please have mercy and spare us!"

The old crow Sitley knelt on the ground and begged the king above him. He held a document tightly in his hand, which contained the king's ruthless judgment.

"Order to change the title and reduce it: The Honorable Noble of the Kingdom, the head of the Crow Family, Sitley... Checked the existing fiefdom in the north of Atoyak Lake, with 12,000 Dingkou, and 200,000 acres of land. According to the laws of the Kingdom, the Honorable Noble was granted 8,000 acres of land. acres, and 400 slaves. Therefore, he was ordered to return the Hubei fiefdom and transfer it to the Crow Glory family to the north bank of the Leman River, Otto Pampang. The kingdom re-distributed 10,000 acres of land. Except for direct descendants, 500 slaves were allowed to be taken away for a period of one year. Month completed!”

For Sitley, if the king's order is followed, the Crow family's two hundred years of expansion and accumulation will be completely destroyed. 500 slaves are not even enough to serve the family's nearly 100 descendants, let alone cultivate the land! Do even the descendants of the Honor family have to be like ant-like farmers, plowing with farm tools, working in the fields all day long, and getting tanned by the sun?

Other great nobles in the south also finished reading "The Order of Change and Reduction of Seal". Hereditary nobles generally have their titles reduced by 90%, while almost all honorable nobles have their titles reduced by 95%! According to the standards of the Kingdom of Tarasco, everyone was reduced to one level of nobility. Moreover, everyone must move north of the Leman River to establish a solid frontier in the wild land.

Thinking of this, the nobles came forward one after another, knelt down and begged. They grabbed the king's clothes and burst into tears.

"Your Majesty, I beg you, please let us go! I am willing to hand over a large tribute!"

"Yes! Your Majesty, I am your loyal servant! I am willing to hand over 30% of the land and guard the south for you for generations!"

"Witness the Lord God! I am willing to hand over 50% of the fiefdom! I am willing to dedicate my daughter to you! Your Majesty, please reduce the punishment on the family!"

"Yes, yes! Not to mention giving up your daughter, you can even sacrifice your concubine and wife! Your Majesty, we"

"Quiet!!"

Shulot shouted angrily. The personal guard warriors all pulled out their war clubs, raised their spears, and pointed them at the fearful nobles, forcing them to retreat. The king glanced at everyone indifferently and judged ruthlessly.

"This is the king's order! The king's order is issued and cannot be disobeyed, let alone changed!"

Then, with a "dang" sound, the king pulled out the bronze sword from his waist and pointed it at the kneeling people.

"You are nobles from the old Tarasco dynasty, and you have never contributed any merit to the kingdom! Only by moving to the north of the Leman River and guarding the north for the kingdom can you keep your title. This is your only chance! Now, there are only two of you. Choice: obey or sacrifice!”

There was silence again. The nobles looked pale, as if they were dead. Old crow Sitley had tears in his eyes, facing a fate that he could not choose. Gulamo clenched his fingers and lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

The king took one last look at the crowd and smiled coldly.

"After you get the documents, you can leave! Return to the fiefdom and prepare to move. Of course, you can also choose the third way, resist to the end, and annihilate the entire clan!"

After saying that, Shulot glanced at the girl in the black robe lightly, turned around, and went to the big tent without looking back.