"I just want to reduce unnecessary losses?" Steck took a deep breath and dared to argue.

"I know what you're thinking!"

Ma Long looked at the knights who were fighting, and his expression was a little cold: "You can't become an elite without experiencing bloody battles, you always hold a musket, and they will be afraid of hand-to-hand combat all their lives." ”

"Although these knights have a strong physique, they don't have the same mind, if they don't take this opportunity to train, they will really encounter a difficult environment one day, and their performance may not be as good as the previous militia!"

Speaking of this, he slowed down his tone slightly: "Let the captains under your command show me, which people are suitable for being a soldier and which ones are not suitable, write them down for me, and then there is a basis for how to arrange them, if it really doesn't work, let them retire!" ”

"The knights are also retired?" Steck was a little surprised.

"Why can't the knights retire?" Ma Long asked in a deep voice, "You have to remember that the situation is different now, from now on, we have no shortage of knights, as long as we are willing, we can pull out tens of thousands of knights every year." Those who are not suitable for the army and the battlefield should be let go back, and with their strong physique, they will just add strength to the internal construction. ”

Stark thought about his experience in the past few days, and in a short period of time, 20,000 soldiers with knightly physique were born!

If the logistics can keep up, it can completely create a steady stream of knights.

Every winter, if desired, Blackstone Collar can add 100,000 soldiers with knightly physique.

Of course, strong logistical pressures make this a hypothetical scenario for the time being.

"Times are different now!" Malone ended the topic with a sigh of emotion.

In the evening, as mentioned earlier, a fleet of ships went upstream, delivering the necessary logistical supplies.

There were all kinds of food, ammunition, and arrows, enough for the army to consume for ten days and a half months.

If nothing else, it will be able to hold out until the next fleet.

"Malone."

"Little uncle."

Ma Long didn't expect that the leader of the fleet was actually his uncle Anthony.

When Malf handed over the caravan to him, many people were actually skeptical, especially his relatives.

However, it turned out that Malf had a good eye, Anthony did a good job, and the caravan was well kept.

Later, the Blackstone Territory became an important place for business travelers, and it was very convenient to buy or sell it, but its own caravans were not of much use.

Anthony was transferred out again and worked as a deputy at Malf.

"Why are you here in person?" Malone asked.

"Ha......" he rubbed his hands with thick leather jackets vigorously, "It's so cold! ”

"I've never been here before, but this time I heard that supplies were going to be brought over, so I came along. Also, your mother has something to bring to you. ”

"What?"

"Ahem......" he cleared his throat and said, "Then you listen?" ”

"Wait...... Let's go somewhere no one is. Ma Long didn't know what he wanted to do, so in order not to have anything difficult to clean up, it was better to go to a place where no one was.

"It's not fun!" Anthony grumbled, broke free from Marlon's pull and said, "Just say it here, I'll just be quiet." ”

Malone hesitated for a moment and agreed: "Okay then." ”

"Listen, my sister-in-law said this: Ma Long, you are thirty years old, and you have not yet ...... Aren't you going to come back again this year......"

When Malone heard that he was thirty years old, he didn't pay much attention to it.

No matter what the little uncle said, he was only immersed in his own thoughts.

Thirty years old?

Marlon remembered what he had told Steck earlier about the Yeti's curse, which had only begun to appear in earnest thirty years ago.

That's when I crossed over, was there any connection in it, or was it just a coincidence?

The Yeti is a disaster for any force except the Blackstone Lord, and there is no interest in fighting it.

Only Marlon, those monsters are constantly resurrected from the dead, it's like a game refresh, it's an inexhaustible experience.

They don't have high intelligence, and they don't have long-range attacks, so they will be tempted by flesh and blood, and they are simply like computer NPCs.

With such a good resource, Ma Long will naturally pay great attention to it, especially for the unknown changes thirty years ago.

Why was there a curse legend before, but the actual appearance of the snowman was thirty years ago?

He couldn't figure it out in his heart.

Until I heard my uncle talk about being thirty years old!

Ma Long's thought is naturally not his age, but the meaning of thirty years old, and he has been traveling over for thirty years.

Could it be that something touched when he came to this world from Earth?

Although there is no clear evidence, he does agree with his speculation in his heart!

"Hey...... Feed...... Are you listening to me? ”

Seeing that Malone seemed to be distracted, Anthony couldn't help but stretch out his hand and shake it in front of his eyes.

Suppressing some emotions in his heart, Malone smiled and said, "You continue." ”

"When you're done, what are you going to do?" He was a little dissatisfied: "Now you tell me, will you go back?" ”

"New Year?"

"Nonsense, what do you think it is?"

"Is the salad there?" Malone asked.

"Naturally, it's there."

"Then I'm not going back."

Since the kidnapping incident, Ma Long and his little sister have agreed on three chapters, and the family must have enough strength to protect them at all times, and the brother and sister will take turns to be responsible.

Anthony obviously misunderstood something, and said loudly: "Hey, you ...... like this"

"Listen to me, things are not what you think." Ma Long said helplessly: "The situation here looks okay now, but the more you go to the back, the more difficult it becomes, I am a little relieved, I have to watch here." ”

"You go back and tell my mother that I'll go back when I'm done......"

Finally, he finally persuaded this little uncle, and Ma Long couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

With his current status and prestige, few people can speak normally in front of him, even those relatives at the beginning, they are somewhat cautious when they face to face, for fear of saying a wrong word.

This little uncle is a rare person who is not tired, bold, not afraid of anything, and dares to say anything.

The next day, the fleet finished unloading its cargo and sailed down the river to the side of Tucheng.

Anthony also went back with him, and came to the Great Snow Mountain, except for feeling the cold wind blowing, he only saw the hideous snowman.

In his words, "There is nothing good, this trip is a loss!" ”

For the next period of time, the snowman has been attacking day and night, regardless of the weather or heavy snow.

Although none of them were able to rush to the city walls, and it seemed that they had no effect other than giving experience, the ever-increasing snow under the walls showed their success.

With the continuous use of musket artillery, there was also a lot of attrition, and when it was not replenished, the suppression of the snowman gradually became weak. 2k reading web