"A million people..." Kayal stood at the highest point of the city wall with Artoria, looking at the three huge circles below, and sighed softly, "How much labor is that..."
"Since most of the young and strong men have been killed by us, males probably account for about twenty-three percent, and females make up the majority. Teacher, don't have too high expectations for the labor force of this group of people." Kayal's student, a doll-faced girl with beautiful green hair, stepped forward and said. Her name was Vivian Claude, one of Kayal's apprentices. She possessed outstanding talent in statistics and animal husbandry and was also one of Artoria's right-hand women in internal affairs.
"Idiot." Kayal chided with a laugh. He didn't have to pretend to be a noble with these students; it was very relaxed. His laughter, scolding, and anger all gave people a sense of honor. He didn't know if it was his disciples being masochistic or his personal charisma, but honestly, when Kayal scolded people, it made them feel more at ease. "Why can't women do things?" Kayal shook his head and laughed.
"You're also a woman, how many things can you do?" Kayal asked her with a smile.
"But Teacher, it's not the same..." Vivian stammered for a long time. Of course, it wasn't the same! She was a student meticulously cultivated by Kayal for decades, having received various high-level education and knowledge training. How could she be compared to those village women?
Kayal saw through her thoughts at a glance and shook his head, smiling, "You underestimate people too much, Vivian!"
That's right, ever since Kayal witnessed the duel between Joan of Arc and the King of Scotland, he knew, what was the use of his vision, technology, insight, and experience being superior to any top talent of this era? Any of these top talents, with Kayal's knowledge, vision, experience, insight, and technology, would achieve results comparable to or even more outstanding than Kayal's.
A mere Joan of Arc, who had not received high-level education, knight training, or war calculations, was able to maximize her art of war through self-taught learning and application. Even the King of Scotland, who was beaten by King Uther and fled in disarray, had two hundred thousand hidden cards. What about others?
What about Alexander the Great, who was exceptionally brilliant in both strategy and warfare? What about the Romanian Empire, whose foundation was deeper than several surrounding countries combined? What about the most ancient Uruk?
Would these people, these top talents in the world, be inferior to him, Kayal?
Kayal began to take everyone seriously and revised his incredibly arrogant ten-year plan.
And now he also had to teach his arrogant students a lesson: don't look down on anyone. You don't have that qualification. Even for my specially trained war-system students... Joan of Arc is enough to defeat you! Fair and square! Think about Joan of Arc, that fellow who never received formal education and training.
Although Joan of Arc was still lying in Kayal's manor, watched by the Claymore girls, Kayal had already decided to use her as an example to educate his students.
If Joan of Arc, who would face countless challenges in the future because of this decision by Kayal, knew that Kayal was doing it on purpose, she would probably cry in grievance!
While Kayal's thoughts were racing, the Knights began to maintain order and woke up the more than one million slaves.
The Scottish people, kicked awake by the Knights, were easy to distinguish: the grumbling ones were nobles, the silent ones were commoners, and those with numb faces were prisoners of war.
Ten people squeezed into one tent. Although it was crowded, it was the best warm place in the cold weather. However, some foolish people sealed their tents completely due to the cold, resulting in all ten people inside dying of carbon dioxide poisoning and suffocation. There were quite a few such fools; out of a thousand tents, more than ten had such incidents, mostly nobles who lacked basic life knowledge. Watching the Knights carry out the bodies, everyone felt a sense of sorrow. It was clear that this wasn't done by Camelot, because yesterday, besides the Knights on outer patrol, no Knight dared to enter the Scottish tents. In the dark, if someone was ambushed and thrown into a bonfire, who would know he died?
This was something Kayal strictly prevented, so there were no Camelot Knights in the tent area last night.
Putting aside their feelings of sorrow for others, they, the living, still had to live.
Over a million people, a single breath from each could melt the snow. Although the winter morning was extremely cold, thanks to the large number of people, no snowflakes fell.
The entire area was relatively clean. Forced by the Knights to stand in dozens of crooked formations, they looked up ahead. How could they see Artoria and the others standing high on the city wall?
However, the protagonists of this grand show were not them, but the women.
"All women!!" Artoria shouted, "Forty years old and above, and fifteen years old and below, separate and stand on two sides!"
The women were already in a chaotic mess, and by the time they were divided into two groups, it was even more chaotic.
These women chattered in Scottish, turning the entire Camelot into a marketplace.
Many people ran out of the city gates or leaned over the city walls, peeking and laughing at the chaotic Scottish women as if watching a play.
They found that ever since King Arthur ascended the throne, not only did their own welfare increase, but their joy also increased. Watching these Scottish people was truly joyful!
The entire country was filled with an atmosphere of progress.
And this atmosphere was exactly what Kayal said was needed, just like when the great man drew circles by the sea back then, which caused a huge impact nationwide and drove the entire country's economy.
And as he began to create this atmosphere, the resistance he would encounter when reforming, innovating, and driving the Great Leap Forward in the future would be smaller.
Of course, the drawback was that if not handled well, it could lead to blind worship of individual leaders. Although Kayal was confident that it wouldn't spiral out of control, such things needed to be avoided as much as possible.
"Married and unmarried, separate into two groups!" Artoria continued to command. This roughly divided those above twenty and below twenty. Although the Scottish people didn't marry early, needing to work in agriculture or supplement household income, most over twenty-five were already married. Unmarried Scottish people between fifteen and twenty-five were less than three hundred thousand, and the rest were either old women or young girls, making it difficult to complete the task of reproduction and reception.
Moreover, if those women with husbands were distributed to the bachelors of Camelot, it would obviously cause unrest among the slaves...