Chapter 2252: The Puppet King (3)

Although he said that he wanted to find the lieutenant with his own eyes, Arthur was actually very reluctant. Adjutant or something, it's enough to have Bediville, that stupid wolf can match dozens of knights with one wolf. Setting off with an adjutant or even a group of mercenaries will prevent Arthur from using the Seraph's sword, prevent Bedeville from turning into a human wolf, and in general, it is a stupid thing to bring a group of guys who drag oil bottles to limit their combat ability.

But if this is the only way to convince the Duke of Hillante and get the support of the Lord of Manchester, even if he is stupid, there is no way to do it.

"Bedi. He went back to the common room and called for Bediwell, and then gave a few more words to the steward, asking him to arrange for him and his wolf companions to pass freely through the castle. The steward quickly went to make arrangements, while Arthur took Bedwell out of the common room and wandered around the corridors of the castle.

"What a trouble, the Duke wants me to pay for soldiers, and then select people from his knights to be my lieutenants, and then go and exterminate the local bandits. He knew that Bediwell could not talk to him on such an occasion, so he could only reveal the current situation to the Great White Wolf in his own words, "What do you think, Bedi?"

"Whew!" replied the big white wolf, who still had outstanding acting skills, and pretended not to understand Arthur's words at all, wagging his tail.

Arthur was so angry that he wanted to rip Bedeville's tail off.

Although he could find a random knight in the castle to be Arthur's deputy, he couldn't just find someone to fill up. And the time is only one day, and the castle is so big, where to start has become the biggest problem. In short, logically speaking, the first place should be the place where the knights conduct combat training, that is, the training ground.

Ten minutes later.

"Pick a deputy?" the knight in charge of overseeing the training ground glanced at Arthur and paused slightly, "Oh, I just heard about it from the steward. You're Mr. Aslan, right? Of course, you can take a look here. The current combat training is full of promising newcomers, and many of them are skilled in swordsmanship. ＂

"Uh-huh. Arthur replied perfunctorily, and as he spoke, he kept observing the knight's dress. I see, the black-robed knight really has the same title as he is, wearing a black cloak. These knights should be commander-level people in Duke Sylnantes' castle and even in his territory, and of course it is impossible to lend them to Arthur as his deputy.

On the contrary, the knights who were training with wooden swords in the training ground had blue robes, green robes, and a few wearing red robes. Judging from the number of these knights present and their skills, it should be the lowest level in the blue robe, followed by the green robe, and the red robe is the higher knight, and the status is probably close to that of the black knight. Arthur also saw a few young knights outside the arena who were not wearing robes, or even wearing light armor, doing some errands such as carrying equipment. It is estimated that they belong to the category of probationary knights.

Although it is not expected that you will be able to find the ideal candidate at once when you come to this kind of place, it is still rewarding to come here, and Arthur only has a glimpse of the composition of the knights in Fort Hillnant.

"Look, the knight Grace and the knight Merlun over there. Their swordsmanship was the best among those who had just been promoted to regular knighthood. While Arthur was silently observing, the black-robed knight who supervised the training ground said to himself: "And the work is also very reliable, so far there has been no mistake in performing various tasks, and the task has been completed beautifully." ＂

"Uh-huh. Arthur snorted perfunctorily again. That's right, where the black-robed knight was pointing, two young knights who were wielding wooden swords to fight each other, and the movements of swinging the swords were indeed decent, and if they continued to practice well, they could indeed become good fighters in the future. It's a pity that they are still too young, and what they lack is real combat experience. Arthur also didn't have time to bring this kind of doll into battle and make them Arthur's deputy, just brought an extra oil bottle.

"Walter, the knight over there, well, is a very old knight. Seeing that Arthur set his eyes on the red-robed knight on the other side, the black-robed knight continued to introduce: "I've been a knight here for five years. He has successfully performed many tasks. However, that person has no pursuit of fame and fortune, and never takes the initiative to take on dangerous tasks, so he has not been promoted to a black robe yet. ＂

"Yes. Arthur replied with a slight nod. The red-robed knight he was watching was teaching the other two young knights swordsmanship training, and he basically took the onslaught of the two knights on the opposite side by himself, and the wooden sword in both hands was wielded very smoothly, so although his two opponents attacked him very actively, and they were also flanking at the same time, he still methodically blocked all the attacks of the two opponents. This knight, Walter, should be a thoughtful and skilled knight. But there was pride on this man's face, and it was obvious that he was overconfident in his own strength. It is impossible for Arthur to choose this kind of person as his deputy, otherwise it would be bad if the deputy is more difficult to serve than the master.

The deputy he was looking for was a knight who was neither too young nor overly sophisticated. Or at least, someone who can get by with combat effectiveness and can honestly listen to Arthur's orders. The knights who appeared in this training ground were too different from each other. If you want to find the ideal candidate here, it is probably impossible.

"Well, I've got a rough idea. Arthur said.

"Is there anyone who is suitable?" the black-robed knight asked tentatively.

"There are a few suitable candidates, but let's keep them for now. The Knight King said ambiguously: "I still want to see if there is a more suitable candidate." Is there any other place to observe besides this training ground?"

"If your eyesight is good enough, you can try your luck by walking around the city walls. The black-robed knight said, "From there you can see the teams patrolling inside and outside the castle------ although the distance is relatively far. If you find a suitable candidate, you can go to the Governor to check the patrol team establishment table, and you can immediately find the person you are looking for from the list. ＂

"Understood, thank you. Arthur nodded in thanks, turned and left. It's actually hard to see what's going on in the patrol, at most it's a matter of luck to see what emergencies will happen inside and outside the city, and then learn the quality of these knights based on the reaction of the patrol personnel. But this level of observation is often very unreliable, and to put it bluntly, it is a waste of time. But apart from the training ground, Arthur really couldn't think of any other place to go for a while, and it was not impossible to go to the city wall for a moment or two. Maybe this will give him more inspiration?

The walls of Fort Hillante are of a very traditional design. The hexagonal fortress, which was already very strong, and the walls that were more than 100 feet high, made the castle impregnable. The high wall is wide enough for two horses to run side by side, making it suitable for medium-sized patrols to patrol back and forth. And the edges of the walls, both outward and inward, had grooves for archers to shoot. Holding high, the archers can easily and safely snipe enemies inside and outside the city without worrying about them returning fire------ as most bows and arrows are severely degraded from below to above, and they are especially vulnerable to being blocked by the walls, making it almost impossible to directly hit the archers hiding behind cover.

For the armament and armament of their time, the configuration of this castle is considered very high-end.

It was also very peaceful inside and outside the city. After all, the war between England and France did not spread to Britain at all. The Duke of Hillnant said that he had sent a great deal of troops to support the attack on France, and that at least half of what the old fox said was fiction. As a result, Fort Hillnant is still full of elite soldiers, and it doesn't look like it's declining at all.

If Joan of Arc wanted to lead troops to attack such a castle, it was estimated that he would suffer greatly. Arthur unconsciously thought about it.

"Wang?" Seeing that the Knight King was looking into the distance in a daze, the bored Bediwell spun around Arthur and tore the blonde boy's feet a few times with his dog's paws.

"Oh, sorry Bedi. Arthur recovered from his contemplation and went on with his business, trying to find a suitable candidate for his lieutenant from the patrolling team around him. He observed for a few minutes and found that the formation of the patrol team inside and outside the city was quite reasonable, basically led by a red-robed knight, assisted by one or two green-robed knights, and then brought three blue-robed knights. I always feel that this formation is not much different from the way a silver knight in Great Britain actually went out on patrol with a few black irons, but the composition of the personnel level in the same team is more complicated. Considering that the rank gap between the knights in Fort Hillante was not as large as that of the British Knights of the original world nine hundred years ago, it was only natural that a patrol would have three ranks.

Sou------

Just as Arthur was carefully observing, a gust of wind suddenly sounded not far away. It took Arthur a tenth of a second to think that it was the sound of an arrow piercing the air, and he almost thought that someone was shooting an arrow in the dark to assassinate him, so he hurriedly dodged. But in fact, the arrow did not come at him, but struck the bird in mid-air diagonally, directly shooting down a gray dove that was circling in mid-air.

"Oh?" said Arthur. That moment really scared him, because his "heart eye technique" didn't react to that bow and arrow attack. Of course, the attack was not directed at him, and it was normal for the mind and eye to not be able to sense it, but the sensitive King Arthur still felt that things were not simple.

Arthur looked around and saw a little imp in a cloth suit running over to pick up the gray dove that had fallen to the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey. The boy, who was about a teenager, picked up the gray pigeon from the ground that had been pierced through the chest by an arrow.

He looks a bit like someone. He had a simple wooden bow and arrow on his back, and he must have shot the pigeon with that crude tool. That archery can be said to be quite good.