Chapter Twenty-Six: Armed Summoning

Moving into a new home, you have to clean up, now all of a sudden from fifty or sixty square meters of small party room, changed to three or four hundred square meters of duplex apartments, the transformation of the big I have to sigh from the bottom of my heart, or the national policy is good, the demolition subsidy comes really fast, although not on the spot, but the sesame blossoming is rising, I really have to thank the French comrades of the demolition office.

Although he lived in a more reliable stone castle, his title also rose with the tide and he became a hereditary baron, but his family background was still clean and poor.

Except for the stupid Hans, the diligent Wangcai, and the loyal bull, there is only Joel, the drunk man who is paralyzed on the ground at any time and place, imagining that he is a bubble of horse urine, and there is no way to face the more complicated reality.

A rich man like me in the countryside, who lived every day except eating, farting, shitting, and sleeping, was outrageously idle, and was extremely lacking in amateur culture, I doubted that I would die in the Middle Ages so fat, until the final tombstone reads:

Baron Randy......

He devoted his life to eating and drinking, but finally due to excessive fat accumulation, there was no room for internal organs to exert his little lazy waist, and the server went on strike, and he was martyred with honor!

Just when I was wondering whether to return to my old hobby of hunting, the German herald brought the young emperor's military order, which was endlessly alive and tormented.

He ordered all the lords and knights of Germany to pack up their weapons, bring all the axes to help the younger brother, and prepare to fight with the eldest brother in other countries.

Germany finally decided to take action against the Slavic tribes on the border of the Elbe River in the northeast.

Depending on the number of the people of my fiefdom and the size of the title, I was asked to provide a knight in full armour, who was myself, three archers with five hundred arrows on hand, and one infantry with weapons and simple armor.

Of course, none of the above requirements are nothing, and the most infuriating thing is that you have to prepare three months' worth of dry food and spare horses.

However, since this year's military service has been exceeded, His Majesty the Emperor will use the spoils of war and slaves to pay for every nobleman and soldier participating in the war, but the knights and soldiers who are drafted must arm themselves according to the equipment requirements and complete the tactical assembly within the specified time, and all those who are late or do not meet the standards will be punished by the Emperor and ridiculed by the whole of Germany!

MD, I'm afraid of what's coming, I'm such a playboy with underdeveloped limbs and a not simple mind, I have traveled to this rotten era, and I am still doing such an unreliable profession, and I am worried every day, not to mention that the enemy lord will sweep at my door, and now I am still asked to prepare my own aftermath and follow my eldest brother out to cut people.

When I was in college, I didn't meet the 1000-meter physical fitness test, and I went to the battlefield, carrying dozens of pounds of iron, not to mention fighting, and I couldn't run away!

How can others cross, casually recite two Tang poems and Song lyrics, there are countless high-ranking officials and beauties, or invent this and that to bury themselves in farming and make a fortune, or it will be a hundred responses, and hundreds of historical fierce people under their hands are changing the dynasty violently.

It seems that the decay of the Middle Ages cannot afford to hurt, and this barbaric and bloody era kills people, as the old saying goes...... It's terrible to be uneducated!

Fortunately, during this time, I arranged for the bull to retrain a fifty-man castle guard, all of whom were brave and ruthless street fighters in ten miles and eight villages, and met the mountain children who did not agree with each other, the kind that itched their skin every day when they didn't fight, and smashed down a lot of silver, so that Joel made a decent armor and weapon for them, and every day he carried an axe to the forest to find a lone robber to vent his excess adrenaline. The rampant robbers around claimed that they wanted the regional economy to develop together, so they all packed up their packages and moved to the next territory with their families to look for jobs.

I picked three people who were the most inaccurate in archery from these buddies, called the bull and Hans, and arranged the housework to Wangcai to take full responsibility.

Along the way, you will often meet knights and soldiers from all over the world, and everyone will greet each other with colorful flags painted with different family coats of arms.

This thing is like a business card in the Middle Ages, in the era when there were no televisions and no Internet, there may be many nobles who have never met in their lives, but everyone can determine the identity of each other and the degree of family prominence through their respective coats of arms.

It is said that there were clerks who were responsible for drawing and recording heraldic coats of arms, and they recorded the ancient age of heraldry, dating back to the time when Zeus, the father of the gods, turned into a bull and played with Princess Phoenicia Europa, and since then mankind has been thinking about the Dharma to make others remember them.

If you look down at the German land at this moment from the sky, groups of knights are coming from all corners of Germany, some from the endless Po plains of Italy, some from the snow-capped feet of the Alps, some from the dense woodlands of the Black Forest, and some from the picturesque farmsteads of the Low Countries, like white clouds, converging towards the northeastern border of Germany, and finally condensing into a fierce thunderstorm.

The destination of this assembly was Oster Castle, more than a hundred miles north of the emperor's hometown of Magdeburg.

By the time I arrived, it had become a large open-air barracks, and on the meadows at the edge of the forest, there was a camp as far as the eye could see, and the dust and smoke from the campfires obscured the sun, and the smell of the breath of tens of thousands of people was so bad that the grass drooped their heads.

Each small army gathered and camped according to the family that their lord was loyal to, and a few of us, under the guidance of Hans, found the camp of the Count of Ardennes, where around the Count's tent, many vassal families had already set up their camps, and small flags fluttered as lively as a World Expo.

"Randy!" Zareth had come early to report, and of course he wanted to say hello when he saw me.

"My friend, I haven't seen each other for so long, I miss it so much!" I held my breath and hugged the stubble-sharp Zareth, the thing choking my face enough.

"I heard that your territory was attacked by the French, and when I heard the news, I immediately brought people over, but unfortunately by the time I arrived, the houses were empty, and the wheat fields were burned to the ground."

Zareth looked as uncomfortable as if he had died of his father, and was sad that he hadn't helped me, my best friend.

"But then I heard that you saved the Pope and followed Ni to Berlin, I knew that your kid had a big life, how could the brave Randy be captured so easily, and now your name is very loud! Randy the Despicable! ”