After all, Sir Wayne had sworn allegiance to James, and he must obey James's orders, so Sir Wayne came to the guard room of the manor, where there were usually fifty standing soldiers in charge of guarding.

"Send me ten sergeants." Sir Wayne stood outside the guard and shouted at the men inside.

Ten soldiers wearing cloth armor and pot helmets immediately came out of the guard room, the so-called cloth armor is filled with various flocculents between two layers of thick and coarse linen, and then sewn into a piece of checkered armor, which has a certain defensive power for some chopping, of course, some more particular soldiers will put iron pieces in the critical parts of the cloth armor.

Sir Wayne looked at the ten sturdy sergeants who came out, they were holding pointed shields in one hand and spears in the other, and they were lined up in two formations, and the squires led Sir Wayne's mount to his side, Sir Wayne turned on his horse, and a banner representing the Locke family was held high behind him by the squire.

"Sergeant, let's go~~." Sir Wayne rode slowly on his horse, and the sergeants followed closely behind him, and although James believed that sending a messenger would remove Bruce from his title and fiefdom, Sir Wayne knew from his own experience that stripping a nobleman of his title and domain was often accompanied by blood and strife.

Bruce didn't know that Locke Manor had made a decision at this time, but as if he had a hunch, he never let his guard down, and the fourteen soldiers in the barracks were stepping up patrols every day, and during this time, Greenton's soldiers had learned the formation and basic formation.

Eight soldiers with spears and pestles lined up in front, and crossbowmen with crossbows in the rear, and when a small drum made of sheepskin was beaten by the blacksmith's son, they slowly advanced to the beat of the drum, and Bruce watched with satisfaction as their procession went.

"Defensive formation." Bruce suddenly signaled to the blacksmith's son, Mickey, who began to beat the sheepskin drum rapidly, and the tight drum sounded, and the eight soldiers armed with spears and pestles immediately formed two horizontal formations, and immediately after they stood in order, they immediately knelt on one knee, and grasped the spear pestle that was originally carrying it on their shoulders with both hands, and tilted the tip of the spear pestle forty-five degrees forward.

"Squeak." The five crossbowmen who followed them also formed two formations, and as soon as they bent down and rubbed the leather ring at the front end of the crossbow, they pulled the bowstring with great force, drew the crossbow arrows from the quiver hanging from their waists, and placed the crossbow arrows on the crossbow.

"Shoot." With an order, the crossbowmen aimed at the target in front of them and pulled the trigger, and the crossbow bolts flew out and shot at the grass target, and the scarecrow inserted in the open space of the barracks was full of crossbow arrows.

After shooting a round of crossbows, the crossbowmen immediately bent down and stepped on the leather ring to pull the bowstring, and when the crossbow was loaded with new ammunition, the spearmen in front immediately stood up, they shouted and waved the spear pestle in their hands, and after a few attacks, the spearmen in the front row knelt down on one knee again to make a defensive posture, and at this time the crossbowmen behind them immediately pulled the trigger and fired a round of crossbow arrows at the target.

"Rhythm, you must grasp the rhythm, stand up dozens of times in the front row, and pay attention to the actions in front of the back row." Bruce constantly emphasized to the recruits that they must not play messily on the battlefield, and sometimes it is important to grasp the rhythm, the front row resists the line, and the back row outputs remotely.

"My lord, where did you learn this military knowledge?" Edward was dumbfounded, he found that Bruce had trained this group of serfs in a good way, especially the way of fighting by counting beats was really incredible.

"A lot, all kinds of battle scenes." Bruce shrugged his shoulders, he was a man who had seen large-scale battles, and in various online games, he was a high-ranking figure such as a guild leader, and he personally commanded countless guild melees.

While Bruce was training his first detachment of the Grington Legion, Elder Warren brought him good news that the wheat that had been planted was thriving, which meant that Bruce's intensive farming was exactly right.

"In the fall, we will be able to harvest a lot of wheat, and my lord, I suggest that we should arrange for the construction of a mill and the purchase of livestock." Elder Warren suggested to Bruce.

"Good idea, but there's no need to buy livestock, don't we have a river?" Bruce pointed to the river that flowed through the Glinton swamp and said to Elder Warren.

Elder Warren was a little surprised, he didn't understand what Bruce meant, but it was when he saw Mavis and her sister Monica come out, Warren suddenly came to his senses.

"Could it be that the swamp, oh, the swamp sisters have told you some secret?" Elder Warren certainly knew the Swamp Witch Sisters, and he thought that the two sisters had taught Bruce some kind of magic, although it was strange why the Swamp Witch was so friendly to people and was willing to help Bruce, but there were too many miracles in Bruce's body, so there was nothing strange about him.

"Don't you know? We can build a water-powered mill! Bruce wondered why these people didn't know about building a water-powered mill so they could save money on their livestock.

Now not only the elder Warren, but even the Mavis sisters and others were confused when they heard it, they had never heard of such a thing as a water-powered mill, and Bruce was surprised that this era was so backward, even the Middle Ages in his world had such a thing as a wind-powered mill.

Bruston was excited, not expecting that he would bring a little new technology to the era, so he dismissed the soldiers and let them rest, and ran back to the lord's house by himself and began to stir up.

"What's wrong with the lord?" Anne was surprised to see Bruce locked up in the house, and was worried that the Swamp Witch Sisters had put some spell on him.

But Bruce completely ignored Annie's worries about himself, he used a wooden stick in the ashes next to the fireplace to draw up, whether it is a water mill or a wind mill, the most important thing is the gears, and the gears are interlocked with each other, driven by the forces of nature to produce power, fortunately Bruce's physics was good back then, and after racking his brains, he finally drew a suitable blueprint.

"Go, get me someone who knows carpenter." Bruce glared at Anne with bloodshot eyes that hadn't closed for two days, and commanded Anne.

Bruce plans to have the carpenters make a model first, and then the serfs to build a real water-powered mill, which will be the first time that Greenton will use the forces of nature to increase productivity.