Chapter 475, Spring

PS: Everyone still wants to see the protagonist's plot, right? I know this too, but cutting the perspective is good for telling and telling the whole story.

Old World, Spring, Brittania, Earl of Glamorgan, Winery.

Ryan was sitting behind his desk working. He was wearing a standard earl aristocratic attire, reviewing and correcting the last batch of spring plowing documents.

Spring plowing has always been the busiest time in the territory, and the Earl himself has to check many things and make preparations, otherwise the year's harvest will be affected.

The order to recruit freemen was sent out, and unimaginable results were reaped. The freemen heard that the earl was going to call up the Musketeers, and they rushed to sign up.

Ryan was not very surprised by this. The desire for promotion of the serf class was even greater than that of the knight class, especially when there was a knight promotion order.

Musketeers don't look like they sound like ordinary soldiers. In fact, musketeers enjoy a pretty good status in the empire. Many musketeers are trained at the Nuer Gunnery Academy. When they graduate and return to their hometown, they often get local nobles They were warmly received and then hired as professional soldiers.

Every freeman family sent their children to the earl's barracks and recommended their children to Ryan.

In the end, Ryan recruited about 180 Musketeer recruits. These recruits will be trained by the dwarf engineer Dugan-Tiehan until the dwarf engineer thinks they are qualified.

Thinking of the cost of various ammunition to be consumed in training, Ryan felt a little pain in his heart. The projectiles of muskets are not crossbow bolts or arrows, and they are really gone after being fired. Unlike the Nuer Gun Academy, the students there have to He paid for these training ammunition by himself, and for Ryan, no matter how rich the free people in his territory were, it was impossible for him to afford the expenses, so he still had to pay for the money himself.

This is a necessary expense, and the Earl could only recognize it with a pinch of his nose.

"Boom~" There was a knock on the door of the room: "Master?"

"Please come in." Ryan looked up from behind the pile of documents, and his dark elf maid came in from outside with a tea tray and pastries.

There were only three people who dared to enter Ryan's room without knocking, namely the fairy of the lake, his wife Suria, and the witch of the lake, Morgiana.

Today's Olika is relatively uncommonly not wearing a maid outfit. The dark elf is wearing a hollow ivory simple pearl vase pleated skirt today. Apart from the turban on the head,

It's almost hard to associate her with the maid.

Since Emilia left, Suria's maid Sylvia took over the position of Ryan's head maid. Unlike Emilia, Sylvia's management of the maid team is more strict and unreasonable. And he also likes to express his own views on Ryan's daily life. Although Ryan understands Sylvia's position, he still doesn't like it.

Of course, the soft and delicate dark elf won more space. In addition to serving as Ryan's personal maid, she also serves as the earl's secretary to help him with paperwork.

"Put it over there." Ryan sighed softly, and he motioned for Orika to come over.

"Master~ What's the matter?" The dark elf sat beside Ryan, leaning on his shoulder, his long black hair drooping like a waterfall, and his amber eyes were full of affection: "Need my help?" What are you?"

"Is there any objection in the territory recently, about the establishment of the Musketeers?" Ryan put down the quill, he hugged the dark elf to his lap, and deeply inhaled the aroma in her hair.

"There are still some." The dark elf said in a low voice: "But master, you can rest assured that no one of them dares to directly oppose you. This is enough. In fact, I hope that someone will actively oppose you. Then you You can directly attack the opponents..."

"Kill him?" Ryan squinted his eyes. After getting along for a long time, he also understood the thinking circuit of the dark elves. This group of guys who believe in Kane, the god of blood and murder, have a simple view on internal affairs. Various assassinations, plots and bloody duels.

"The master is so strong, who would dare to fight you?" Olika said with some disapproval: "Since you don't have the guts to come out and object, then it's worth ignoring small opinions."

"A duel can't solve all problems." Ryan complained: "This is a human being, not a dark elf... For example, the high elves rarely use duels to solve the internal affairs of the palace, right?"

"That's because those stupid and cowardly guys have lost the enthusiasm and martial spirit that elves should have." Orika talked about the high elves with disdain on her face: "Pride and prejudice dominate the entire court of the high elves. It's all kinds of political whirlpools and conspiracies, when the Druzzi are fighting bloody battles with Chaos demons on the front lines, the two crying and weak cousins ​​of Asur and Eslai will never get our mercy, the real elves The orthodoxy is in Druzzi, in Naggaros! The last bit of inheritance of the high elves was cut off in the Longbeard battle."

The elves are orthodox in the dark elves? No high precision after long beard? The count always felt that these words sounded familiar.

Ryan hugged his own dark elf pillow, and said with a smile: "I'm not interested in who is orthodox elf, whoever I love is right, but I signed a covenant with Teclis, dear Orika, I am now You are an ally with the high elves, so don't make trouble."

"Hmph~ If the master didn't stop me, I would have killed him." The dark elf snorted unhappily.

"You can handle Teclis? I don't believe it." Ryan kissed Olika's delicate and smooth face.

"Don't underestimate me, master." The dark elf seemed to have no intention of arguing with Ryan on this issue, and she changed the subject: "So, master, what do you plan to do about the Musketeers?"

"I will not give up the construction of the Musketeers because of opposition." Regarding this point, Ryan said that he would not have the slightest room for compromise, and the earl whispered: "Now that my reform has reached this point, no matter what Should not give up."

The formation of the Musketeers is very likely to be Ryan's first challenge to the existing order of the Knight Kingdom. Generally speaking, the knight class does not like to see serfs equipped with muskets as an organization, even if Ryan chooses to be selected from the free people. Opposition voices are still unavoidable.

So when discussing this matter, Veronica, the Garland witch, suggested that Ryan could send these people to the Empire or Tyrell, and then employ the method of "export to domestic sales" and then hire them in the form of mercenaries. Come in, so that you can bypass some people's opinions and accusations, just like hiring Ugol horse archers, in the name of Ugol circus.

Baron Hux of Devon proposed another idea, that is, this group of musketeers should not be directly named "Glamorgan musketeers", but "Glamorgan Marines".

Hux's opinion is not unreasonable. The knight from the Principality of Le-Angulan clearly told Ryan that Richard's Principality of Le-Angulan also has a musket battalion. Of course, Richard, who is the King of Knights, also knows The Musketeer Battalion will be opposed by the conservative nobles, so he is in the name of forming a navy. The Britannia navy is equipped with artillery and muskets. As for why the navy fights on land, this knight master also I don't know, the navy is really loyal to the country. It is a good thing to abandon the warship to land and fight in order to defend the country. It should be rewarded!

In the end, both proposals were rejected by Lane.

Playing cleverness, playing tricks and tricks is no longer what he does now. If it was before, he was too weak in Brittania, with insufficient background, and he didn't have enough territory, army, and financial power. It can be regarded as a helpless move to take advantage of some loopholes to get things done, so it is very meaningless to do this kind of thing at this time.

After he came to the Kingdom of Knights, he almost single-handedly made a hole in the insurmountable gap between serfs and knights. At this time, if he still does this kind of action, it will be very cheap.

On the surface, the battle of conquering the Blackstone stronghold and defeating the great wizard Heinrich Kemmler did not gain much, at most it was the capture of money. Ryan's territory did not expand, and his title did not increase. At first glance, it seemed He was at a disadvantage.

In fact, the biggest significance of defeating Kemler lies in the huge fame and exponentially rising appeal.

The knights of the whole country now know that it was the combined army of Lane and Francois who defeated Kemmler and his Tomb Legion. They are the heroes of the kingdom and have done a great service to defend the kingdom. Fight hard, and there will be no destruction of the Tomb Legion that has plagued the Gray Mountains for decades.

Therefore, in this matter, the knights of the whole kingdom must accept Ryan's affection. If Ryan stands up and expresses that he will organize an army of chivalry to conquer Mu Xilong, maybe he can gather a group of knights within two months. Only an army of 10,000 knights.

At this time, you should seize the opportunity to promote your own reforms and plans. If you don’t announce the formal organization of the first official Musketeers in Britannia’s history at this time, when will you have to wait?

Do you really put yourself in a cover and be bound by a decadent rule that has been formed for thousands of years?

If he didn't do it because someone objected, he, the human hero, the strong man in the sanctuary, and the god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake, might as well hang himself with a rope.

Thinking far away, Ryan hugged his personal maid and wiped oil on the dark elf's pair of beautiful black silk legs. The earl then asked: "Olika, do you want to go somewhere recently? The spring plowing is almost over, and then I don't have much to do, we can go out together, anyway, there won't be a war within a year or two."

"Master, give me some time to think about it?" The dark elf leaned on Ryan, and she said that she needed a little time to think about it. Ryan signaled the dark elf to think slowly, and he also wanted to hold her tenderly for a while.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the office.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Count, are you there?"

"Come in, what's the matter?" Ryan had no choice but to let go of the dark elf. He could hear Katzenberg's voice at this time, and the earl motioned for the butler to come in.

"Duke Boderick is outside the winery!" Katzenberg, wearing a pair of round-frame sunglasses, strode in with an anxious look on his face: "Duke Boderick needs to see you urgently." .”

"Do you know what happened?" Ryan frowned.

"The Trident of the Sea God was stolen by a group of rogue knights!" Boderick, the Duke of Boldro, appeared directly from the door of Ryan's office. The Duke of the Sea God looked very serious: "Lion, I need your help!"

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