Bruce erected his own flag, although that flag was ugly in the eyes of many people, but Bruce didn't care, the coat of arms was just something used to identify the status of the nobility, just like a person's name, there was really no need to be obsessed.

"Now you're going to find a knight to lead the soldiers." Anne admonished Bruce.

"Knights? Can't I train a serf to lead the army? Bruce was a little puzzled, he was also a person who had undergone military training, and many of the dead and alive instructors who would train them when they went to college were born in rural areas as soldiers, and they were not good non-commissioned officers.

However, Anne told Bruce that only knights could lead soldiers, and that if a serf dared to be an officer, not only would he be ridiculed by other nobles, but also the nobles who let the serf be an officer would also be ostracized and punished.

"I see, then go find me a knight." Bruce sighed and said resignedly.

As the lord, Bruce gave the order, but Grinton was an extremely remote and barren territory, and no knights would come here to roam at all, and even the second sons of noble blood would rather try their luck at Locke Manor, so the matter of recruiting knights was really difficult for the villagers.

"Since it's the lord's order, we can't help but do it, anyway, we can go to other villages to inquire after work." Elder Warren gathered the villagers and conveyed Bruce's orders to them.

"Knight, my lord god is above, even the wandering knight has not been to Glinton, there are knights there who will come to us." The villagers smiled bitterly and shook their heads, Greenton was too poor, and the villagers themselves had a problem with three meals a day, and the proud wandering knight would not come to this poor place to try his luck.

"We did our best, and the lord didn't say that he would find it right away." Elder Warren understood that this was difficult, but he persuaded the villagers to ask around.

After a few days, the villagers really found out that there was a wandering knight in Bishop Stanley's town parish, and this wandering knight was looking for an employer, and the villagers excitedly told the news to Elder Warren.

"Oh, are there really wandering knights?" Elder Warren was also a little surprised, Bishop Stanley's town was of course very rich, but why was the wandering knight not hired by the bishop? Although he had some doubts in his heart, he decided to send a blacksmith to invite the wandering knight.

When Bruce heard the good news, he was working with the huntress Eve to make crossbows, and several serfs who had been assigned to carpenters were working hard to make crossbow parts in the humble workshop they had built.

"Ping-pong-ping-pong." The carpenter uses an axe to split the timber into a regular shape, then chisels the front end into a concave shape, and then another carpenter combines the curved bow sections.

"At this rate, we'll be able to have about ten crossbows in a week." Huntress Eve said to Bruce.

"Good." Bruce nodded with satisfaction, if there were twenty crossbows that basically had a long-range armed force, he would have some confidence in his heart.

"But the bowstring part needs strong tendon to make it, and you don't have so much money to buy it in your territory." The huntress Eve quickly poured cold water on Bruce, if you want to make the crossbow bolts that are sent out strong, it is not enough to just make rattan tendons, not to mention that you can't penetrate the iron armor of the noble knight, even ordinary leather armor can't be pierced.

"How much does it cost?" Bruce licked his lips and asked Eve the Huntress.

"Beef tendon is an indispensable thing to make a bowstring, killing a cow can take out four cow tendons, and ten silver coins for a cow you can count!" Huntress Eve said to Bruce.

"Fifty silver coins,." Bruce was shocked, he didn't expect to buy a cow so expensive, he raided Todd's house to get a pot manager two hundred silver coins, which was all the money to support him to develop his territory.

Bruce couldn't help but get worried, and it was at this time that Elder Warren came to visit him and told Bruce about the release of the Wandering Knight.

"My lord, we are going to have the blacksmith invite this knight and invite him to serve you in our territory." Elder Warren said to Bruce.

"No, how can you do that?" Bruce shook his head, he knew the story of the daughter buying horse bones, and the story of Liu Bei's three visits to the thatched house, now he urgently needs all kinds of talents, if he sends a blacksmith, maybe the knight will think that he is disrespectful and leave, so Bruce decided to go to Bishop Stanley's parish to invite the knight himself.

When Bruce returned to the lord's house for dinner, he told the others the news, who knew that Mavis was clamoring to go, and Anne didn't want to go, but at this time she seemed to have to go with her.

"I said, I told you that I just want you to help me take care of the house, who are you all going to help me take care of the house?" Bruce said with a frown.

"There's Monica, she can't go anyway." Mavis said as a matter of course, while Monica, who was eating the broth, nodded.

"How can you do this, ahem, by the way, Monica, what do you need to buy, I'll bring it for you." Bruce was a little angry with the wayward Mavis, but when he saw Monica's exposed hand, which was crimson and terrible, he had to swallow back the words he wanted to invite and said to Monica.

"No, no." Monica quickly lowered her head, shook her head and said to Bruce.

"Hmph, Mavis, you're going to bully Monica." Anne immediately shouted in disbelief, and suddenly Bruce's calm table turned into a battlefield, black bread and onions flew everywhere, and Bruce was furious for a while to quell the fight.

Early the next morning, Bruce hung up his sword and cloak, and mounted his mount, which had been scavenged from Todd's stables, followed by Anne with the banner and Mavis with a tired and yawning face, and each of them mounted a pack horse.

Bruce was accompanied by the blacksmith and the huntress Eve, who followed Bruce and the others on foot as retinues, and led by the blue-background banner, they left the village of Grington and walked towards Bishop Stanley's parish, where they looked like a group of pleasant travelers under the blue sky.

Because of the noble flags, they were not taxed when they passed through the bridge checkpoints, and those who set up the checkpoints were local nobles, who set up tax stations on the borders of their respective fiefdoms to exploit travelers.