Chapter 302, Forming a New Infantry Battalion

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In spring, in April, in the town of Jean at night, a young man was carrying a piece of pork and a bottle of wine, knocking on a wooden gate: "Mom, I'm back."

"Raymond, are you back?" The old mother opened the door in a fur suit.

This is a huge wooden building, which is divided into many small rooms. The fugitive 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 amount of rent to the earl.

The fugitive slaves didn't regard this place as their home. They hoped 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 appeared 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, and he saw the piece of pork that Raymond was holding.

"Oh, Raymond! Why did you buy so much meat?" The old mother immediately complained, "It's hard for us to gain a foothold here, and you only earn ten copper coins a day. Can't you save it?"

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

"It's not much, a pound of pork is about forty copper coins, mother." Lei Meng handed the pork to the old mother, and the young serf said with a smile: "I have been working here for more than a month, I think we You should eat some meat."

"Oh, if your father knows that you spend money like this, he will definitely hang you up and beat you up!" The old mother said with some trepidation, as if she was very frightened that her son had 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 stew that was cooking. The smell of pork wafted in the room. This one piece of pork cost Raymond four days' wages, but this was already a miracle for the serfs.

However, this incident was not uncommon in the Earl of Glamorgan. After five years of development, the serfs could occasionally eat meat, and the tables of the freemen became even more abundant.

"The cheapest meat in the market is rabbit meat and some poultry meat. The cheapest one is only twenty copper coins a pound." Lei Meng 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 office. He worked ten hours a day, and his daily salary was twelve copper coins. The settlement was settled on Monday. Except for Sundays, he could take one or two days off every ten days. don't rest.

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

Rabbit meat and poultry meat are no strangers to serfs, because they can often eat the meat of these creatures. Rabbits and poultry are a great threat to food crops, so the lord allows the serfs to catch and eat them by themselves. meat.

The old mother took over some needlework in the city and earned thirty or forty copper coins a week. The life of the family is much better. They are full of hope for life now. Raymond is full of thoughts about earning more money. Find a way to build a house and get rid of the current status of being dependent on others.

Quietly in the house, the family held bowls and shared black bread and pork stew. They enjoyed themselves happily. Thomas drooled: "Mom, I want to eat meat~"

"Okay, okay~" The old mother lovingly beat a bowl of broth with a big wooden spoon, and then picked out a large piece of fat meat,

Put it in Thomas's bowl.

Poor people love to eat fat.

The child was very ignorant of many things. He chewed the fatty pork in small bites, his eyes narrowed with joy, while Raymond ate the broth and the black bread soaked in the broth, and then tasted A glass of barley wine, this glass of barley wine was bought by Raymond from the tavern in the town, and a few copper coins were enough.

The empire is best at brewing dark beer and various malt wines. The ale and beer of the empire are well-known all over the world and are widely drunk by people in the old world. Except for the wines of Aviling Province, most of the other wines are sour and astringent. Swallow down.

"Your wine must be made by the imperial people."

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

Brittania is best at brewing all kinds of wines, especially the wines of Wenfort and Bordereau, which are famous all over the world. They are an indispensable and important part of the table of the nobles, and the brewed ale and beer are very spicy and bitter. And it has a sour smell.

"Now I know it must be ale from Brittania."

——Imperial joke, referring to this kind of ale that is too bad to drink.

Barley wine is frothy. This is the cheapest wine. It always has a strong smell of wood chips and barley residue. It is the only wine that serfs can often drink. Many serfs' greatest hobby is to serve the lord After working part-time, I went to the tavern to drink a glass of barley wine. The old mother watched Raymond frown and drank the barley wine, and sighed: "Raymond, I feel like I am in a dream. I hope this dream will last forever." Don't wake up."

"Mom." Drinking the broth, Lei Meng also had tears in his eyes, and he said softly: "The count is different from other lords, he knows how to understand the hard work of the serfs, we will live a good life, choose to be escaped slaves It’s really right, the sergeants are still issuing orders today, they said that the Earl has negotiated with His Majesty the King, as long as we work hard, we can really stay here!”

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

"Mother..." Lei Meng put down the bowl and wiped his tears vigorously: "Mother, I participated in the recruit training as a recruit today. Your Excellency the Earl said that he would recruit a halberd battalion of 400 people. This halberd battalion faces I also want to try to recruit all the people in the entire territory, Mr. Delong, the dwarf master, 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 every three days!"

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

"That's not yet, first all the people take turns to train, the master knight and the sergeants will choose the right one among us...Mom, it's too late to be a carpenter at my age, I'm already 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, and I want to join the army!" Raymond hesitated, and told his old mother about his plan.

"Oh~~~"

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"I need to recruit a halberd soldier from the serfs and free people. The initial number is 300 to 500. These people train three days a week, and leave three days for themselves to farm or rest. Half pay, full pay in wartime, meat once a week, beer ration once a week."

At the same time, in the conference room of the earl's castle, Ryan was also discussing with his courtiers and knights about the formation of the Halberd Corps. His courtiers and knights gathered around the long table, discussing 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 hurriedly said to Ryan: "No matter how many, the finances can't support it."

"That's 300 people." Ryan nodded: "The serf conscripts proved embarrassing to use. For the knights, it is a charge. We need such an army."

Armand, the Knight of the Holy Grail, nodded, the sword of Aquitaine was shining on his waist, the earl's bannerman was thinking, and Armand was thinking about the pros and cons of Ryan's idea.

Since coming 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 Knight Kingdom has not seen for a long time.

This pool of stagnant water was infused with life by Ryan, the servants of Chaos were slaughtered in the forest, those long-dead settlements were re-established, large tracts of farmland were reclaimed, the serfs had more enthusiasm, and the knights were intoxicated. Earl Lane cannot extricate himself from his great achievements, imitating Lane's every move everywhere.

"My count, it is no problem to train a halberd regiment of 300 men, but with this money, why don't we recruit more knights?" Olivier said, "Knights are the foundation of war."

"That's right! Knights are the foundation of war."

"My count, it is difficult for infantry to solve problems."

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

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

"Knights are the most important combat force in war, but 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 , It is imperative to form such a halberd army." Ryan said calmly.

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

"What does the earl mean...is this a request from the dwarves?" The knights seemed to have misunderstood something, and Hux, the knight of the kingdom, asked first.

This knight from Le-Angoulant has turned 30 years old this year, and his momentum has become more and more stable. He is responsible for training many troops in the Earl's territory.

Hux supported Ryan's formation of the Halberd Battalion in his heart.

As the Earl of Glamorgan, Ryan's subordinates can create three baronial titles, but he has not created any of them so far, which means that he is still directly under all his territories.

Everyone was envious of these three baron titles, including Hux, who always believed that if his family wanted to revive, they had to regain a title.

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

A baron is a nobleman with military exploits. If he wants to become a baron, his blood is still second. The first requirement is to be able to fight well and be brave.

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 knight of the kingdom. How dare these knights of the kingdom ask for the title of baron?

Hux thought for a while, and he knew that he needed to find an entry point.

That's the dwarves.

When Hux said this, everyone thought about it. The addition and appearance of the dwarves brought about an immediate change in the equipment and weapons of the knights. Inexpensive, deeply loved by knights.

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

"I also think it's feasible." Hux continued, and the knight of the kingdom nodded: "I can train these soldiers, as long as I lower the standards according to the subordinates."

"Okay." Olivier heard that this troop was used to protect the dwarves, but he didn't insist anymore.

Ryan was a little surprised by the point of attention of the knights, but since everyone agreed, his goal was achieved, the earl turned to his butler Katzenberg and said: "Then... implement according to this condition Well, the new army is well-nourished 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 the training, I will 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, Angron has participated in the training of the ranger knights for a while.

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 Britannian knights, this is the first This happens once.

"By the way, my count, the fifty army horses you purchased earlier have arrived, and we can select some of them from the sergeants to become rangers." Katzenberg continued.

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

Lucien, a knight-errant from Wenford, rushed in from the door in a hurry: "Count, it's not good!"

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

"A major event happened in the north. The serfs who had suppressed the riots in Lyonnaise gathered together. They launched a rebellion, killed the owner of Barrymont Castle, and declared their independence openly! They even issued slogans. Whoever planted the land, Whoever gets the harvest belongs!"

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