Sweets can indeed make people feel comfortable, and Cepes eats cream cake and leaves all kinds of worries behind.

Good mood brings good luck, it sounds metaphysical, but Cepes did receive a piece of good news.

Musad came to the palace kitchen, saluted Tsepesh and said:

"Lord Grand Duke, Captain Wawrinka has sent news that the first batch of mercenaries will arrive in Targoviste tomorrow."

The arrival of the Swiss mercenaries has put a stone in Tsepes's heart to the ground, and Wallachia's ability to protect itself is improving in an orderly manner.

Of course, with that comes a series of work.

Barracks, food, and commissions were all to be arranged accordingly, and Tsepesh followed Musad out of the palace kitchen.

Before leaving, he instructed several chefs not to reveal how to make the cream cake.

Jones and the chefs nodded in agreement, they could never imagine how much value the cream cake would create in a few months.

Tepes left the Palace of Coultia with a dozen retinues, and the Duke of Da'an had too many things to do, so he was ready to do the work of placing mercenaries himself.

The barracks of the city defense army, located in the south of the city of Targoviste, is less than two hundred meters from the city walls.

A few years ago, there were thousands of people stationed here, but alas, now only a hundred remain, and most of the barracks are deserted.

Due to the spring rain just now, the ground is very muddy, which makes the whole camp look even more dilapidated.

A team of sentinels, patrolling the barracks gates, looked in good spirits.

"Newke, I heard that your brother is about to develop, is there really such a thing?" A thin soldier suddenly asked.

The young man known as Newke, who looked to be about thirty years old, stopped and said with a proud face:

"Of course, that kid Lucerne, but in Sunset Square, he has been inspected by the Grand Duke."

"That's Sunset Square, usually only nobles can go, your brother is just around the corner."

The thin soldier looked envious, and in his mind, he compared himself to Lu Sen, wondering why he was not the one who was chosen.

The other sentries also cast envious glances, hoping that the lucky one was themselves.

And at this moment, a group of people rushed towards the barracks, led by a young man in Chinese costumes.

"It's a big man here, hurry up and report to the knight."

Several of the sentinels had some eyesight, one of them hurried to report the news, and the others straightened their backs and waited for the arrival of their guests.

A dozen horses slowed down and stopped at the gate of the barracks.

Cepes rolled over and dismounted, stepping directly into the mud, splashing mud and staining his trouser legs.

Without Tsepesh opening his mouth, Moussard took two steps forward and said to the sentry:

"The Grand Duke has arrived, hurry up and inform Knight Eric!"

Several sentries instantly showed expressions of disbelief, and the thin soldier reacted the fastest, quickly knelt on one knee, and replied:

"I've already gone to inform the knight."

Several other sentinels also knelt on one knee at this time, and their expressions were very exciting.

"Get up and take me to Eric."

As soon as Tsepes gave the order, he led the horse into the barracks, and the dilapidated scene in his eyes made him shake his head again and again.

The brick and wood barracks can only be described as dilapidated.

Either there was a hole in the roof, or the gable was half collapsed, and through the collapsed place, a thick layer of dust could be seen in the barracks.

Of all the barracks, the middle two are still intact, and they should be where the soldiers usually live.

In addition to the standard barracks, there were four warehouses in the camp, as well as a small building made of stone.

While Tsepes was looking around, a tall man in armor strode out of the small building.

Beside him, he followed the sentry who had gone to report the news.

The person who came was none other than Knight Eric, who wore armor every day, indicating that he was not slacking off in military affairs.

From the mental state of several sentinels, it can also be seen that they have received a certain amount of training in normal times.

Coming to him, Eric stopped and his gaze fell on Cepes's face.

The sentinel only said that a big man had arrived, but did not report who it was.

Soon he recognized Cepes, bowed and said:

"See Lord Grand Duke."

"The first time I came to the city defense barracks, I felt a little disappointed, and it looks like I should have come earlier."

There was a sigh in Tsepes's tone, and even some self-reproach, and it could be heard that he was not targeting Knight Eric.

However, as the camp director, Eric's sense of pride made it impossible for him to be indifferent to this.

He instantly knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and said with remorse:

"Lord Grand Duke, I am willing to accept punishment for not managing the camp well."

"I don't blame you, I've read all the details of the financial allocation, even if you want to tidy up the camp, you don't have the funds."

Tsepes came to the barracks to make the future better, not to hold anyone responsible.

With that, he bent down to help Knight Eric, a middle-aged man who had followed his father and fought for Wallachia, and who deserved to be respected.

Tears welled up in Eric's eyes, and the pent-up emotions that had been pent-up for several years exploded in an instant at this moment.

"My lord! I ......"

"I'm here to have something for you to do, everyone is a man, and I don't want to listen to those twisted words."

Soldiers, what is needed is decisiveness and fortitude, Tsepes interrupted Eric, continued:

"Tomorrow, there will be 3,000 soldiers stationed in the barracks, and you organize the men to pack up a batch of barracks overnight.

Food, grass, blankets, supplies for the renovation of the barracks, and someone will bring them later.

Before, I didn't blame you, but after the supplies were sufficient, the state of the barracks was still like this, don't blame me for being unkind. ”

"Yes, Grand Duke!"

After a conversation, Eric regained his original feeling, and he clenched his right fist and struck his left chest, assuring him with the honor of being a knight.

Then, no longer paying attention to Tsepes, he strode back to the barracks, shouting as he went:

"Get out of here and work! Who dares to be lazy and break his legs! ”

One after another people came out of the barracks, only seven or eight people, wearing chain mail, others wearing leather armor or only thick military uniforms.

"Hank, you take someone to clean up the barracks on the west side! The roof, windows, and areas that should be repaired are repaired.

Kampus, you take the men to get the barracks to the east.

Croford, you take someone to clean out the warehouse and tidy up enough space. ”

More than a hundred people lined up neatly, and Eric gave the order, and then I don't know who couldn't help but ask:

"My lord, why are you tidying up the barracks and warehouses?"

"What so much nonsense!"

Eric glared in the direction the voice came from, then explained:

"Tomorrow, there will be 3,000 people moving in, and we must hurry up and repair all the barracks."

"Three thousand? Levies? I don't know who it is, and I asked very uncooperatively.

"Shut up! Hurry up and get to work! ”

Eric wanted to beat up the questioner, mainly because he didn't know the answer either.