Chapter I

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"Stand upright!"

"Turn left, right—"

"Queue me up, you bastard! Do you want to eat whips?! ”

In the winter of 1066 AD, the Île-de-France of the Frankish kingdom, the Orleans region, although not as prosperous as it was in the future, but from the perspective of the times at that time, it was already a not small, no, it was ranked in the second sequence of Europa, and it was also the top few cities. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As the sun rises, the first rays of dawn shine on the ground, and the quiet city seems to come alive in an instant: a farmer with a duckbill hoe ready to go out of the city to farm; Merchants in horse-drawn carriages preparing to go to the Champagne region for the fair; There are also women who carry baskets and think of picking up some mushrooms and vegetables in the field to subsidize their families.

Of course, the vendors who sell breakfast are indispensable.

Please note that this morning is not the other's breakfast, except for those large landowners and nobles in the Middle Ages, everyone else only ate two meals a day, one breakfast and one dinner, so this meal in the morning is a guarantee of energy for the day.

In fact, not only in the Middle Ages, but also in ancient times, it was the same everywhere in the world, and for the peasant, being able to eat two full meals a day was a symbol of happiness; If you can eat three meals, God, there is a sinner who has committed the crime of 'gluttony'!

Then, it's the conceivable cutting corners.

Making bread is a bastard that costs money!

Bastards who still cost money to make batter!

It's not easy to be a hawker! On the one hand, they had to buy grain from the landlords, which cost money, and on the other hand, they had to pay for it to send it to the mills—especially for a mill and taxes, and for private mills, they would be caught and chopped up!

In addition, there were tithes for the church, poll taxes for the king, taxes on cars, taxes on horses, stamp duties, taxes on peasants, taxes on laborers, taxes on mills, and if they didn't cut corners, they wouldn't be able to survive.

After that, even cutting corners is also particular, at least this amount can not be reduced, and the price cannot be increased, so you can only work raw materials.

Barley is replaced with redundant wheat, redundant wheat is replaced with buckwheat, buckwheat is replaced with turf roots, turf roots are not enough, let's have some small stones to exercise the teeth; The color is not good-looking? It doesn't matter, put the lime on it, the fragrance is white and tender, and the 'long stick' that can be eaten for a day with only five copper plates is baked.

Locals know how this delicious-looking long stick is made, and the average farmer won't buy it, but these vendors have a vision.

Because it's so important, say it twice, these vendors are discerning.

Who can afford to be provoked and who can't be provoked, the hawkers can see it very clearly.

At the bottom of the list, the turf and the roots and stones were sold to foreign merchants, the buckwheat was sold to the local farmers, the wheat was sold to the blacksmiths or carpenters, and finally, the best barley was given to the soldiers.

The one outside the city, in particular, was not a native, not a Parisian, not even a Frenchman, but a vulgar, impudent, and bloodthirsty barbarian soldier who had come from the far end of the sea.

The reason why the word soldier is added to the end of the barbarian is because even the arrogant French have to admit that this group of barbarians is trained more presentably than the most elite soldiers they have ever seen.

"Your Royal Highness, this is the result of our training, please inspect it."

The training ground outside Orleans, said to be a training ground, is actually just a relatively clean open space, which is convenient for large-scale military drills here, but at the moment there are only 300 people in this training ground, which seems a little empty.

"Well, Lord Odega, let's get started."

The person who is called His Royal Highness the Prince is a person who looks quite young, and should actually be quite young - the reason why I say this is because people in the Middle Ages were undernourished or overworked, and they already had the appearance of decay when they were young.

But this prince is completely different, he is burly, his hands are covered with calluses left by dancing knives and guns, but there is a rare appearance of decay; The appearance is naturally not delicate, but it is not rude, it is the kind of generosity and honesty, which makes people have a good impression as soon as they meet, similar to the appearance of a good old man.

Of course, we all understand that these are all from the past; His Royal Highness may have been a good old man in the past, but now it's completely different.

"You pigs, you have all heard the words of His Royal Highness the Prince! Well done today, everyone has meat to eat and wine to drink! If you don't do it well, get out of here and nibble on black bread! ”

This threat is really straightforward......

His Royal Highness the Prince listened to it, and felt like his head was about to pop out-_-||This image, but don't say it, these GIs just eat this set.

If you treat him well, give him good food and clothing, and spend a lot of money to support them, these soldiers take it for granted, not only do they not appreciate it, but if they suddenly become bad, they will turn against your mother; But if you set high standards and strict requirements at the beginning, and then set up all the rewards and punishments, it is like hanging a carrot in front of a donkey, and you will automatically rush forward without urging.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable to suppress the army in all dynasties, even if it is a country founded by force.

What's more, now His Royal Highness the Prince is housed in another completely different soul in his body, and this kind of thing is military training, the former Royal Highness the Prince should have been trained, but it would be good if the current Royal Highness the Prince could make a little suggestion.

To be precise, being able to make suggestions is already an extremely precious talent in itself, and as for the specific implementation, it is left to the subordinates to do it, so as to do it quickly and well, so as not to make jokes in this strange era.

It's like right now, the veteran, that is, Odega, is doing quite well.

"All of them, step-go!"

Odega yelled loudly at the soldiers, as the commander of the three hundred people in front of him, he was still quite authoritative in the eyes of the soldiers, and the soldiers respected and feared him; What's more, there is also the temptation of good wine and meat, so naturally I dare not slack off.

"Prepare ——, one, two, one; One, two, one......"

His Royal Highness's face instantly turned embarrassed, but when he looked at Odega, who was shouting slogans with a serious, even solemn face, as if he was doing something great, he immediately shut up wisely.

However, in fact, what Odegar did was not wrong.

Let the ancients and modern people train together, it must be better for modern people, because modern people know discipline, and discipline is the soul of the army.

Discipline can turn a coward into a warrior.

What's more, modern people are literate, have read books and read words, and there is a certain foundation in the process of growing up.

However, training ancient people also has certain advantages, that is, they can be beaten and scolded, and even said that beating and scolding are commonplace, and it is not uncommon to close a small black house without food, and if necessary, you can also chop off two dogs' heads to correct the heart of the army.

Under the threat of naked blood, these three hundred people quickly understood what to do and made the order to defend the army to the death.

It's like they're doing it right now.

They are in unison, and the phalanx they discharge is also neatly aligned, whether it is horizontally, vertically, or diagonally, it looks like a line; They walk at the same speed, raise their legs at the same height, swing at the same frequency, and hold their swords and shields in the same position.

A hundred people are like ten, ten people are like one, one person is moving forward, if there is a clone army in this world, then the one in front of you should be the first.

"Reluctantly...... Not bad. ”

The words were perfunctory, but His Royal Highness the Prince's excitement mixed with the expression of relief had completely betrayed him; It wasn't easy, it wasn't easy, it took two whole months for this group of soldiers to learn to march at pace.

"But that's just the beginning, we just barely taught them how to walk, how to really fight, and we haven't taught them any of them."

"What you say is absolutely true."

Although Odegar was a little unimpressed, he replied seriously. In his opinion, an army, a disciplined army, is enough to destroy eighty percent of the world's armies, such as Alexander, Charlemagne, or Otto I, who destroyed the enemy and built the country by means of a disciplined army in their hands; As for killing, it is engraved in the soul of everyone from birth, and there is no need to teach it at all.

Still, despite this, he agreed, not just because the person in front of him was a prince; What's more, he still wants to see what His Royal Highness the Prince has changed!

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