"As long as he obeys my instructions and completes the course, he will be canonized as a propertied knight. ”

The Black Knight's voice was clear and decisive.

The so-called propertied knights, they all owned their own land, had peasants and even soldiers, and were almost a small lord, except that they had no right to adjudicate.

The crowd began to boil, and they were either on the spot, in disbelief, or in exhilaration.

The mere act of a knight taking in a squire would have thrilled them, and now telling them that all minors had the opportunity to become a propertied knight, something they would never have dreamed of.

Moreover, there were not a few minors present.

The better of them is to get up early and stay late to help their parents day after day, and the boring and busy farm work can make them despair when they have illusions about the future.

The worse is that the parents have died, and they are hungry every day, and the day is precarious.

Now that someone suddenly drew them a bright avenue and built them only a bridge between reality and lofty dreams, how could they control their excitement?

"My lord, I want to participate. ”

A skinny little boy slammed out and knelt down directly during the run, his palms and knees scratched by the ground.

The pain was mixed with joy and excitement, and the boy cried out loudly, "My lord, my life is yours from now on." ”

"Me too!"

One after another, thin figures rushed out of the crowd, most of them were in their early tens, and they already understood how wide the gap between civilians and knights was, and naturally knew how difficult today's opportunity was.

In a few moments, a group of teenagers knelt down in front of Jones, as well as some bearded 'minors', all of whom were red-faced and shouting for their lives.

The knights present exchanged glances with a somewhat ugly face, they knew that the new lord was a little unruly, but they didn't expect to directly turn the sky upside down and break the rules of the game for the nobles.

......

Jones glanced at the big boys kneeling around him, and sighed with some emotion, many of these people didn't know how to kneel, but their simple enthusiasm and gratitude could still be seen from their flushed faces.

He nodded without a trace, and instead of telling them to get up, he continued to say in a loud voice,

"The second thing is that I declare the entire territory in a state of combat readiness, and all the people will be recruited by me," he explained directly, without waiting for the discussion to start, "I fully understand the fact that you are free people, so everyone will be paid for their labor." ”

"And the best workers will not only be rewarded with abundant material rewards, but will also be able to help your children or relatives become knights, and the most loyal and best among you will be qualified to become my Knights of the Oath. ”

The so-called Knights of Oath, they did not have the right to inherit land, and generally owed allegiance to the nobility, like servants, serving their masters, and if they could use them, they would follow their masters to fight and then receive a gratuity. Of course, if the master no longer needed them, they were dismissed and turned into a mercenary knight.

However, it is worth noting that the Knights of the Oath are also knights, and they not only have honorary titles, but also enjoy many knightly privileges.

Hammer messages were released one after another.

The people who were still frowning when they heard the word "requisition" had their brows eased a lot after hearing the gratuity that followed.

When they heard that they could help their children and relatives, everyone carefully looked at the people next to them, and the friends who had just chatted enthusiastically seemed to have become competitors in an instant.

When I finally heard "Knights of Oaths", these adults, who had just said lightly, "The children have not seen the world yet, and they are too easily excited", immediately felt that there was a surge of blood, and their eyes were round and clear.

The bitter man slapped his face vigorously, for they felt that their face might not be worthy of the word 'knight'.

The uncle, who was pressed by life, seemed to remember the dream of his youth, puffed up his chest, and the light in his dim eyes was re-lit, and the whole person was ten years younger in an instant.

No commoner can resist the temptation to become a knight.

......

After a while, the black crowd, like a wheat field blown by the wind, from the inner layer to the outer layer, all the people fell to their knees.

Eventually, as far as the eye could see, everyone fell to their knees, except for the cavalry from the north and the monks of the Templars.

The Black Knight stood like a statue in the middle of the crowd.

......

Suddenly, a disobedient voice rang out, and it was full of anger.

"My lord, how can you put those untouchables, those who have no surnames, on our footing. ”

A knight who was on one knee, waiting to be knighted, stood up, clenched his fists, and glared.

"I'll go, you're not my trust," Jones thought to himself, and just to be sure, one of the little boys just now had a support for him to rhythm.

He had thought of many of the ways and voices that the existing jazz opposed, but this one was the stupidest, and certainly the most beneficial to him.

......

In fact, the lord had a high degree of autonomy over the realm, and legally speaking, these knights or other nobles could admonish, but had no right to oppose the liege's decisions.

This is Jones's territory, and it stands to reason that he can toss as much as he wants.

Moreover, he still has a thousand heavy cavalry sitting here, and if these knights and other people with surnames really dare to think of other ideas, he will dare to come to fight the local tyrants and divide the land.

Of course, doing so may attract civilians from the surrounding realms and incur resentment from other lords.

However, this is exactly what Jones wants, and now that the neighboring Fort of Rest and Pink City have just been burned, it is simply unreasonable for him not to seize this opportunity to attract the population.

The so-called land dividend, demographic dividend, isn't that exactly the case, as for whether the system can be public for thousands of years, he doesn't care, he just needs to benefit the present.

Even if the lawsuit finally reaches the Tully family, he can use the excuse of special wartime means to prevaricate the past, but it really can't be done, and it is not impossible to give in and back down when the time comes.

However, according to his understanding of the Tully family, the Tully family should not have the energy to deal with these matters for a long time, as long as he pays his taxes as usual and does not openly rebel, the Tully family will not care about the affairs of other territories at all now.

......

I saw Jones 'heartbroken' and said to the opposing knight, "Don't people with surnames now even have the courage to compete fairly with the common people?"

"No...... It's not ......"

Before Jazz could finish speaking, Jones angrily interrupted,

"Tell me out loud, what is required of you in the name of a warrior in the knight's ordination?"

"Brave ...... Brave. ”

"In the name of the Father?"

"Justice," Sir Jazz's momentum had been completely suppressed, his eyes dodging, and he was a little hesitant to speak.

Jones then said in a loud voice, "In the name of Our Lady, you are asked to protect the weak and the innocent. ”

"And you, not only do you not have courage and justice, but you also call the people you want to protect a pariah, how can I believe that you can protect me?"

"I hope you can sell it for a good price," Jones thought to himself, and ignored him, and said agitatively to the kneeling crowd, "my lords, the noble knight looks down on you, and thinks that you are not up to my demands, and tell me aloud, can you?"

"Yes!"

Shouts rose to the sky.

"Can you protect your lord?"

"Yes!"

This time the shouts were more neat.

The faces of the jazzes behind Jones are also getting more and more ugly, some are pale, some are angry and have red faces and thick necks.

"What if an enemy comes and wants to attack your city and take your land?"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Nearly 10,000 people, as if they were really charging into battle, shouted loudly and frightened the birds in the sky to avoid from afar.