Proof of the Sun King

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Spring, April, in the town of Jean at night, a young man was carrying a pork, a bottle of wine, and knocked on a wooden door: "Mom, I'm back."

"Raymond, are you back?" The old mother opened the door in an animal skin suit.

This is a huge wooden building, which is divided into many small rooms. The escaped slaves are arranged in this big house. When they have no place to live, they can live in this huge wooden building. Just pay a small rent to the Earl.

The escaped slaves did not regard this place as home, they preferred to be able to build a house in the village, or even buy a house in the town.

"Mom, I'm back." In spring, the night was as cool as water, and a gust of cold wind blew into the house. Raymond showed up with a tired face. The young man looked very tired, but he was in good spirits: "I'm exhausted."

"Brother~Brother~" The younger brother Thomas trotted out of the room. The boy was still very thin, but his face looked much better. The child was drooling. He saw the piece of pork that Raymond was holding.

"Aiya, Raymond! Why did you buy so much meat?" The old mother immediately complained, "We finally got a firm foothold here. You only earn ten copper coins a day, isn't it good to save it?"

Raymond walked into the room with a smile. The room had a very clean wooden floor. The fire was lit in the middle of the room, and the room maintained a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

"It's not much, about forty copper coins for a pound of pork, Mom." Raymond handed the pork to his old mother, and the young serf smiled and said, "It's been more than a month since I came here to work, I think we I should eat some meat."

"Oh, if your father knew that you were spending money like this, he would definitely hang you up and beat you!" The old mother said with some trepidation, as if she was very frightened that her son bought a pound of pork.

Soon, the smell of pork stew wafted in the house. The old mother cut the pork into small pieces with a knife, added some salt, and put it into the stewing soup that was being boiled. The smell of pork wafted in the room. This piece of pork cost Raymond four days' wages, but it was a miracle for the serfs.

And this is not uncommon for the Earl of Glamorgan. After five years of development, the serfs have occasionally been able to eat meat, and the table of the free people has become richer.

"The cheapest meat on the market is rabbit meat and some poultry meat. The cheapest is only twenty copper coins a pound." Raymond put down his tools and sat on the wooden chair at home.

Raymond was recruited to work in the dwarf carpenter's workshop in the prison. He worked ten hours a day, and his daily salary was twelve copper coins. Do not rest.

Raymond chose not to rest, or for him, rest did not know what to do.

Rabbit meat and poultry meat are not unfamiliar to serfs, because only the meat of these creatures can be eaten frequently. Rabbits and birds are a great threat to food crops, so the lords allow serfs to catch and eat them by themselves. meat.

The old mother took some needlework in the city, and she could earn thirty or forty copper coins in a week. The life of the family is much better. They are full of hope in life now. Raymond is full of thinking about making more money. Find a way to build a house and get rid of the status that is now under the fence.

In the quiet house, the family held bowls and ate black bread and pork stew.

"Okay, okay~" The old mother lovingly made a bowl of broth with a large wooden spoon, then picked out a large piece of fat and put it in Thomas' bowl.

Poor people love to eat fatty meat.

The child is very ignorant about many things. He chewed the fatty pork in small bites, his eyes narrowed with joy, while Raymond ate the broth and the brown bread soaked in the broth, and then tasted A glass of barley wine. This glass of barley wine was called by Raymond at the tavern in the town, and a few copper coins were done.

The Empire is best at brewing dark beer and various malts. The ale and beer of the Empire are famous all over the world and are widely consumed by people in the old world. Except for the wines from the leading province of Ivey, most of the other wines are sour and astringent. Throat below.

"Your wine must be made by the Imperials."

—Brittany joke, alluding to the wine being disgusting and unpalatable.

Brittany is best at brewing all kinds of wines, especially the wines of Winford and Boldero, which are famous all over the world and are an indispensable part of the dinner table of the great aristocracy, and the ale and beer brewed are very spicy and bitter And it has a sour smell.

"Now I know it must be an ale from Brittany."

——Imperial joke, referring to this ale too bad to drink.

Barley wine is foamy. It is the cheapest wine. It always has a strong smell of sawdust and barley residue. It is the only wine that serfs can drink frequently. After doing odd jobs, she went to the tavern to drink a glass of barley wine. The old mother looked at Raymond frowning and drinking barley wine, and sighed: "Raymond, I feel like I'm having a dream, and I hope this dream will last forever. Don't wake up."

"Mom." Drinking the broth, Raymond also had tears in his eyes. He said softly: "The count is different from other lords. He understands the hardships of serfs. We will live a good life and choose to be fugitive slaves. It's really right, today the sergeants are still issuing orders, they say that the Earl has negotiated with His Majesty the King, and we can really stay here as long as we work hard!"

"That's really good!" The old mother couldn't help wiping her tears: "If your father is still alive, he will be very happy."

"Mother..." Raymond put down the bowl and wiped his tears vigorously: "Mother, as a recruit today, I participated in the recruit training. His Excellency the Count said that he would recruit a halberd battalion of 400 people. This halberd battalion faces the I also want to try the recruitment of all the people in the whole territory. The dwarf master Mr. Deron said that this army will be equipped with a full set of dwarf breastplates and halberds, and it is said that they can eat meat once in three days!"

"Ah?! Is there... such a good thing?" The old mother was obviously frightened: "Then you become the earl's soldier?"

"That's not it. First, all the people will take turns to train. The knights and the sergeants will choose the right ones among us... Mom, it's too late to be a carpenter at my age, I'm seventeen and almost eighteen. It's hard to make progress in the future, I... I want to send Thomas to be an apprentice to the dwarf master, I want to join the army!" Raymond hesitated and told his old mother his plans.

"Um~~~"

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"I need to recruit a halberdier from the serfs and freedmen. The initial predetermined number is three to five hundred. These people train three days a week, and leave three days for their own farming or rest. Sunday worship, usually Half pay, full pay in wartime, meat once a week, beer ration once a week."

At the same time, in the meeting room of the Earl's Castle, Ryan was also discussing with his courtiers and knights about the formation of a halberd regiment. His courtiers and knights gathered around a long table and discussed with the earl about building a new army. .

"Up to three hundred and fifty people, my earl." The tax officer Gasparton said quickly, and the courtier in charge of taxation quickly said to Ryan, "No more, the finances can't support it."

"Then three hundred people." Ryan nodded: "The serf levy has proved to be embarrassing and useful. For the knights, it is a charge. We need an army like this."

The Holy Grail Knight Armand nodded, the sword of Aquitaine gleamed around his waist, the count's flag-holder was thinking, and Armand was thinking about the pros and cons of Ryan's idea.

Since he came to Ryan's territory, what Armand has seen and heard has made him feel a new atmosphere. There is a kind of vitality here, a kind of vitality that the kingdom of knights has not seen for a long time.

The stagnant water was brought to life by Ryan, the servants of Chaos were slaughtered in the forest, the long-dead settlements were re-established, large tracts of farmland were reclaimed, the serfs were more motivated, and the knights were intoxicated. Earl Lane was inextricable from his great achievements and imitated Lane's every move.

"My Count, there is no problem with training a 300-strong halberd regiment, but with this money, why don't we recruit more knights?" said Olivier, the knight of the kingdom, "Knights are the foundation of war."

"Not bad! Knights are the foundation of war."

"My Count, it is very difficult for infantrymen to solve problems."

"Count, there are still more than 30 vacancies for the ranger knights in the territory!"

The knights at the meeting said that they preferred to form and recruit more knight troops than to establish a halberd infantry battalion.

"The knight is the most important fighting force in the war, but it is not everything, gentlemen." Ryan said with a smile: "When the knights charge on the battlefield, we need the army to cover our artillery and crossbowmen, so my opinion is , it is imperative to form such a halberd army." Ryan said calmly.

Yes, in fact, whether it is the Empire or Brittany, it is the knight's group charge that ultimately decides the victory, but the cavalry is dynamic, and he needs an excellent infantry group to withstand the enemy's charge, which can guarantee himself The long-range troops have enough space for output.

"What does the count mean...is this a dwarf's request?" The knights seemed to have misunderstood something, and the kingdom knight Hux asked first.

This knight from Le-Angoulan has reached the age of 30 this year, and his momentum has become more and more calm. He is responsible for training many troops in the earldom.

For Lane's formation of the Long Halberd Camp, Hux's heart is supportive.

As the Earl of Glamorgan, Ryan can create three baron titles, but he has not created any of them at present, which means that he is still directly under his own territory.

Everyone was jealous of these three baronial titles, including Hux, who always believed that if his family was to revive, they must regain a title.

But he couldn't bring it up directly. First, it was not in the interests of the knight class. Second, Ryan's attitude was also very important.

A baron is an aristocrat of military merit. If you want to become a baron, your bloodline is second. The first requirement is to be able to fight well and to be outstanding in martial arts.

So the question is, is there anyone in the territory who can fight better than Ryan? Even Ryan's elder brother, Angron, is just a kingdom knight. How dare these kingdom knights ask to be made a baron?

Hux thought for a moment, he knew he needed to find an entry point.

That is the dwarf.

When Hux said this, everyone was thoughtful. The addition and appearance of dwarves brought immediate changes to the equipment and weapons of knights. Inexpensive and deeply loved by knights.

"If that's the case, we do have to send people to protect our dwarf friends and their artillery." Lops said first, and the knight from the Nord Kingdom first agreed with Ryan's proposal: "I think it's feasible."

"I also think it is feasible." Hux continued, and the kingdom knight nodded: "I can train these soldiers, just lower the standard according to the squire."

"Okay." Olivier no longer insisted after hearing that this unit was used to protect the dwarves.

Ryan was a little surprised by what the knights were paying attention to~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but since everyone agreed, his goal was achieved, the earl turned to his housekeeper Katzenberg and said, "Then... Let’s implement it according to this condition, the new army will keep up with nutrition and well-trained, and our dwarf friends will equip them with halberds or swords and shields, and wear iron breastplates and helmets.”

"Understood, my count." Katzenberg bent down, and the tall butler nodded.

"For training, leave it to my brother and Hux." Ryan said to Angron and Hux again.

Both Angron and Hux nodded, the training must be the director of Hux, as for Angron can provide guidance, in fact, for a period of time, the training of the ranger knights has been Angron's participation.

The meeting is still going on. This is a semi-professional army, which is completely different from the previous infantry regiment. Everyone is still negotiating specific arrangements. For the knights of Brittany, this is the first time. This happens once.

"By the way, my Count, the fifty military horses you purchased earlier have arrived. We can select some of the sergeants to become Rangers." Katzenberg continued.

"Very good." Ryan nodded and wanted to say something else when the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

Lucien, a ranger knight from Winford, rushed in hastily from the door: "Count, it's not good!"

"What's wrong?" Ryan raised his head.

"There is a big incident in the north. The serfs who had been suppressed by the riots in Leonasay gathered together. They launched a rebellion, killed the lord of Barrymont Castle, and declared independence! They even issued the slogan, who planted the land, Whoever gets the harvest!"

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