In order to alleviate the expenses of their families and fill their stomachs, I don't think they realized the simple truth that they need to work hard after becoming a soldier.

They just form a fixed thought pattern in their minds......

Being a soldier = having enough to eat!

I don't know if it's to praise Hans for his ability to work, or if the medieval people were too persistent in their pursuit of filling their stomachs, but when I heard that the lord was recruiting, the important thing was that after a pause, all the men in the territory came, carrying all kinds of their own weapons, as if they were going to fight in groups.

Proper conscription is a must, uncle, you said that you are so old, the sickles you carry are thicker than yours, and you still want to be a soldier with a crooked face and a slanted mouth?

And you, this benevolent brother, I'm talking about strong men! You cough so much that your lungs are about to spit out, who gave you the courage to be a soldier?

And your little friend, even if you want to be a soldier, you have to be at least 1.4 meters! Are you an orphan or what? Don't you have an adult at home?

Looking at the people who came to join one after another with tools of various shapes, I finally understood how the ancient literature said that the echo of the echo came about.

Who can't pull up a big rabble? The key is whether it can form combat effectiveness?

It's not a way to go on like this, and maybe it will alarm the green forest bandits who are eyeing it.

In fact, so many people don't farm in season, and it's unusual enough to swarm up the mountain to cut down trees, as long as people who are not deaf or blind understand what is going on here.

"Hans!"

I'm really angry, the quality of medieval Europeans is not necessarily much higher than the ** of open defecation later, I have to think of a way.

"You go and tell them right away, everyone will cut down trees for me, and bring back the top twenty logs at one time, and they will be eligible to join my guard, and all the others after twenty will honestly go home and farm."

The order was effective, and in the blink of an eye, everyone dispersed like a swarm of bees, leaving only broken straw sandals and hemp rope all over the ground.

"Hans, how much loot do I have left?"

To be honest, I can't remember how many things I brought back at the time. I'm not a military fan.,The only weapons I know are bows and crossbows.,Because when I was picking trophies.,I saw that the style of the bow and crossbow was very good.,So I took a lot.。

"Sir, in addition to the chain mail you gave to the leader of the forest knights, you still have five crossbows and two two-handed battle axes left."

Originally, I thought that medieval knights were wearing the kind of full-body plate armor that was very stylish on TV, and they held a very long spear in their hands, but this was not the case.

As far as I know, the people here don't know what kidnapping is at all, and even if they do, they don't have so much money to equip it, and those who can smelt iron in this era are all skilled people, except for large towns and the castle of the Duke and Earl, there is no other place at all.

Along the way, the knights who participated in the war with him were basically the same equipment, chain mail or fish scale armor, a spear, a Germanic sword, and a round shield covered with cooked cowhide, that's all, not at all as stylish as in the movie, the rich and handsome with spears and white horses are all deceitful!

So my trophies were enough to make the other knights blush, and it was no wonder that they always looked at me with eager eyes from time to time during the march, and made me think they were.

Although these things seem to me to be a few broken copper and iron that I don't know how many hands have turned, but after a long, long time, when I knew that the chain mail I sent out was as precious as a golden jade robe, I even had the heart to commit suicide.

The desire to build an armed guard can only go anywhere, I told Hans to go about other things, and then called Wangcai, the poor uncle still can't bite the pronunciation of his new name, the broken Chinese sounds funny, and he naively thinks that it is the latest fashion among the nobility:

"Wangcai, do these forest knights often move around here? Have they ever plundered their people before? ”

"Honorable lord, these people never fight the idea of poor peasants, maybe we really don't have anything to grab here, they are all aimed at the lords of small castles or caravans, if they have a good income, they will also throw a copper coin at the door of each house, they have always had a good reputation among the poor people, and they can be called thieves." Wangcai's simple answer seems to be very credible.

Don't be afraid of hooligans attacking high - I'm afraid that hooligans have popularity!

From this point of view, they are a group of medieval Liangshan heroes who have escaped from violence and peace and righteousness, and are only targeting the propertied class like us, and it is absolutely impossible to launch a national war, so they can only continue to follow the road of subduing people with virtue.

While the two were talking, the first logger appeared in my field of vision, carrying two logs.

The other party's strong muscles up and down are definitely a bodybuilding champion. I don't know how he grew like this just by eating beans, could it be that there was a ripening nutritional powder in the Middle Ages?

The strong man threw the log on his shoulder to the ground, wiped the sweat beads on his face, and looked at me with sincere fear, and the image instantly changed from a tiger strong man to a muscular little sheep.

Sure enough, the folk customs are simple! I'm embarrassed not to be treacherous.

"Good, good."

Like a slave trader, I circled around him with a wicked smile, as if admiring the latest issue of the men's cover girl.

"What's your name? I took it. ”

"My name is Bull, my father is a stonemason at Earl's Castle, and I am an illegitimate child."

The bull bowed his head very inferiorly, and it seemed that illegitimate children were difficult topics to talk about, both ancient and modern.

"You go and pick a tomahawk yourself, and you will be my personal guard in the future, as long as I eat dry, I won't let you drink it thin." I hurriedly came up with the trick of the big brother in the rivers and lakes to entrap the younger brother, completely ignoring the disparity in our identities.

In the morning, people came back one after another.

The survival of the fittest is very obvious, I don't need to choose, the rest of the people are exactly twenty, all of them are strong men with big shoulders and round waists, and their muscles are almost bursting out, so I have to wonder if they are perennial tax evasion, otherwise in this kind of landlord's family has no surplus grain in the year, what to use to promote such a scary!

According to the different abilities of each of them, different weapons were issued, and those who did not have weapons were temporarily equipped with a straw fork, which really looked like an elite division from a distance, at least to scare and scare the little thief.

But it's a pity that I didn't pay much attention to the military in the past, and I didn't have the ability to train the ancient special forces through the crowd, and the intensive training that I thought of after racking my brains was: digging trenches!