Defeat the last human resistance force on this land, the Araso Empire began a top-down reform.

The imperial emperor Soladin had only one goal, which was to fully understand the traces left by the tribe on everyone, so as to ensure that all human beings recognized from the heart that they were imperial subjects, not members of a certain tribe from the past.

Of course, this is not an easy task, and he still needs to do a lot of work.

In addition, the new human empire urgently needs rest, reform technology, improve productivity, and pave the way to connect the enfeoffed aristocratic territories to the capital city of Rapids, and strengthen the royal family's control over the entire country.

In short, I have endless work every day.

The only thing that made Soladin feel thankful was that his teacher Allen built a simple bureaucratic system from scratch.

And a few years ago, I began to cultivate some children's skills in learning common language writing, arithmetic, measurement, and overall management.

Now, these more than 200 educated young people have officially assumed the responsibility of managing the country.

Although their performance is quite immature and often leads to some ridiculous things, compared to those tribal elders who don’t know a few big words and only know how to find experience from their exes, they are much better.

After the migration and resettlement of those prisoners of war was completely handled, three months had passed.

In addition to occasionally hearing bad news about wild beasts or trolls attacking human villages, the Alaso Empire generally maintained stability and prosperity.

Even some tribes that settled in the mountains heard that a powerful and prosperous human kingdom was established, and they sent envoys from thousands of miles away, wanting to accept the emperor's canonization and join the empire.

It takes a lot of time and energy to just meet these messengers every day.

At the same time, the Rapids City is constantly expanding to accommodate more handicraft populations, especially furnaces, blacksmiths, carpenters and leather craftsmen.

These are directly related to the foundation of rule - the army.

Because he was influenced by Allen since childhood, Soladin knew very well that only by mastering the powerful violent machine - the army, can he ensure that his rule will not be shaken.

As for the legal system and bloodline, they are all based on violence.

Therefore, as long as he is still alive for one day, he will never give up strengthening his army.

Standing at the top of the newly completed palace master tower, Soladin looked down at the dense crowds of busy people below, and said without looking back: "Teacher, I will get married in a while. Are you ready to give me any gift?"

"What do you want?" Allen asked with a smile.

"I want knowledge! More knowledge about how to rule the country and command the army." Soladin made a request without hesitation.

Since becoming the emperor of the Araso Empire, he gradually lost interest in wealth, land, livestock, and food, and instead was full of hungry demand for knowledge.

The reason is very simple!

The former can be easily obtained after mastering huge powers.

But in this wilderness, the latter is rarer and more precious than anything.

At least so far, there is not even a single person except Alan who can give Soladin a constructive opinion.

So Soladin needs the wisdom of his teacher, and even wishes to pry open the other person's head, dig out all the knowledge inside, and stuff it into his head.

He knew better than anyone that ruling an empire and ruling a tribe are completely different situations.

Not to mention anything else, just establishing systems and laws is an extremely huge project.

So far, only temporarily established the privileges that the aristocratic class can enjoy and various responsibilities and obligations that must be borne.

As for civil management and taxation, it is still in a very primitive and rough state.

In addition, business is not very developed, so there is very little commercial tax revenue, mainly relying on land rent and agricultural tax to maintain the national fiscal operation.

fortunately!

As the slave hunting movement began vigorously, a large number of trolls and fishman captives replaced humans to engage in dangerous and heavy physical labor, greatly alleviating the originally tense finance and human resources.

Several mines near Rapids City were basically replaced with slaves in shackles.

A few days ago, one of the mines unfortunately collapsed, and hundreds of slave miners died in one go.

If it were the past, just paying pensions and compensation would be enough to make the person in charge of operating the mine feel desperate.

But now, he only needs to submit an application form upwards, and soon he will get a large number of trolls or fishmen caught from the slave hunting team to fill the gap.

And these slaves who will work to the death need neither pay their salaries nor care about their health, nor even treat them as "humans".

The value they created by their labor would be completely deprived of, and they would contribute to the rise of the Araso Empire with blood and tears.

It can even be said that Alan's trick, which was devilish, solved the trouble that had troubled Soladin for a long time.

Not only that!

As a large number of fishmen and trolls were captured, the security situation within the territory controlled by the empire was quickly alleviated.

At least most villages don’t have to worry about being raided by the troll tribe at night, and those fishermen and cargo ships don’t have to worry about being besieged by fishmen.

Looking at Soladin's expectant eyes, Allen couldn't help but smile, took out a handwritten book bound in parchment from his arms, and handed it over directly: "Give it, I think this is the knowledge that is urgently needed."

"The Prince?"

Seeing a line of common words written on the cover, the Emperor of the Empire showed an expression of surprise on his face.

Allen nodded softly: "That's right! After you truly read this book, you will understand what a country is. How can the monarch do to avoid the power in your hands being taken away or diluted. You should know that political struggles begin from the moment the country is born."

Of course, this Azeroth version of The Monarchy has undergone a series of modifications and deletions, and all the parts about religion have been removed.

Because there are no priests who have mastered the power of holy light among humans at present, the faith is very mixed, and there is no system formed, and it is not worth wasting time to pay attention to it.

What's more, Allen was born with a little disgusted with religion, so he would not bring the original author's thinking pattern that was seriously affected by religion into the book.

Driven by strong curiosity, Soladin quickly read it and was immediately attracted by the views expressed in the book. Then he asked without raising his head: "Teacher, where did you get this knowledge? As far as I know, your growing environment is similar to mine. You have been staying in the tribe and never traveled far away. Could it be...you have been enlightened by the gods?"

"Well! That's right! I did get some enlightenment, so I have this inexplicable knowledge." Allen pretended to be inadvertently panicked.

"So that's it! Your luck is really enviable. But I'm a little surprised. Why do you have to train me and let me do what you can do by yourself?" Soladin finally told the secret that had been under his heart for many years.

In his opinion, if the other party wants to, he can definitely repeat the matter of establishing the Araso Empire, and maybe he will do better.

"Because I hate bondage. Being an imperial emperor left a rich mark in history is certainly a happy thing. But in the same way, it also requires a huge sacrifice. Take you as an example, even if you want to marry a queen, it is not whether you like it or not, but what kind of benefits she can bring. So in my eyes, the throne of the emperor is more like a shackle than a glory."

Alan did not hide anything and spoke out his inner thoughts openly.

He also considered himself to play the life of Emperor Soladin.

But later I found out that he could not play the role at all.

After all, the imperial emperor was first and foremost a complete political creature.

If Allen played, he would definitely act willful and eventually change Azeroth's history beyond recognition.

"Shackles? Hahahaha!" Soladin laughed self-deprecatingly. "Okay, I have to admit that your description is quite accurate. But such shackles are something countless people want to get."

"Yes. Power is like a poison. Most people will inevitably become addicted to it after tasting it. So you must be alert and not one day become a monster controlled by power." Allen warned in an extremely serious tone.

"Don't worry, I will never be corrupted by power." Soladin gave a guarantee without thinking.

Of course, it is unknown how long his guarantee can last.

But at least at this moment, he was serious.

"So, how did you arrange your wedding?"

Allen obviously knew that if this issue continued to be discussed, there would definitely be no pleasant results, so he decisively changed the topic.

Soladin responded with a thick beard on his chin: "I plan to take out some of the food and drinks from the treasury and share them with all the residents of the entire Rapids, so that they can also feel a joyful atmosphere. In addition, I will give birth to a boy with my queen as soon as possible to stabilize people's hearts."

"Where are those nobles? Don't you plan to take this opportunity to offer expensive gifts to the nobles who own the land? You must know that this is the best opportunity to make money." Allen reminded meaningfully.

But when Soladin heard this, he immediately shook his head: "Forget it. As the first generation of nobles, they spent no less on building territory than me. In addition, the autumn harvest has not yet arrived, and there is no future output in the land. Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered that, teacher, you have never seen your own territory, right?"

"Yes. You have always lacked manpower here, so I don't have time to inspect my territory." Allen spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

In fact, he didn't even look down on the territory that was extremely rich in others' eyes, nor did he care about the output on the land.

After getting it, he threw it directly to a man named Lair and was fully responsible.

Anyway, it would be enough to gather 800 soldiers when the imperial emperor issued a conscript.

"Sorry, it's all my fault. While the empire is safe and sound, why not give you a vacation and go back to your territory to see it. In addition, you are not young anymore, and it's time to find a woman to get married and have children."

When saying this, Solatin's tone was full of teasing.

"You're not doing something again?" Allen keenly noticed something was wrong.

Soladin hurriedly denied: "How is that possible! I am caring about you, teacher. After all, the blood of an excellent nobleman like you should be passed down no matter what. And I also hope that my son or daughter can marry your son or daughter."

"But you are only in your twenties, do you need to think so far?" A shocked expression appeared on Allen's face.

"If a person has no future, he will have immediate worries. It is never a bad thing to make more plans for the future. What's more, the enemy we will deal with in the next stage is the trolls of the Amani Empire. I am not sure that I can survive this war that determines the fate of mankind."

Whenever the word "Amani" is mentioned, Soladin's eyes become particularly gloomy.

The forest trolls in the north, which were so numerous that they could not count, blocked the sky like dark clouds, making him dare not relax for a moment.

"Relax! We will win! Nothing can stop the rise of mankind!"

Allen raised his hand and patted Soladin on the shoulder, then turned around and left the emperor's study.

Since the Emperor of the Empire gave a fake, he naturally would not give up the opportunity to return to his territory and take a look.

After all, when I first learned about the history of the East and West on Earth, Allen felt that what was more interesting about Western history than Eastern history was that the former was a true feudal system, and the noble lords had supreme power on their territory.

Although this system once made Western production time in the dark medieval times, all indicators of human society were outrageously low.

In this way, after a simple handover of the work at hand, Allen quickly rode his horse and brought a cavalry sent by the territory to protect himself, and headed straight for the valley plains hundreds of kilometers away.

I slept in the open all the way, and even encountered the attack of the Highland Velociraptors at night.

But no one died, just a bad guy was caught and he could no longer do any strenuous activities in a short period of time.

After riding a horse and running in the wilderness for several days, everyone finally saw a lush farmland rising from the horizon.

Some tenant farmers are waving their tools, carefully cutting off weeds near the crops, and digging water from the river beside them.
Chapter completed!