The active participation of the population in the lord's army was supposed to be a good thing.

Maintenance costs are high for regular armies, and most lieges' armies are overwhelmingly derived from conscription of civilians.

Farmers who farm in peacetime and fight in wartime are a cost-effective source of soldiers, especially in military walks full of momentum, which is indeed very ideal.

However, in the territory controlled by the demons, due to racial barriers and historical reasons, the people's enthusiasm for joining the army has been very low in the past thirty years, and even if they are forcibly recruited, there is no combat effectiveness at all.

The demons themselves don't look down on them, and would rather use skeletons than recruit peasants.

Therefore, Vincent's plan for this military operation did not have a plan to recruit people.

As a demon lord, he had been told by his subordinates many times that he should neither overestimate the combat effectiveness of these farmers, nor should he expect them to have any loyalty.

Even if Vincent didn't fully agree with the above reasons, he had to admit one thing, that is, the combat cost of the human race was higher than that of the demon race.

Farmers become soldiers with the consumption of military rations, and in addition to the opportunity cost of not cultivating the land, which leads to increased logistical pressure, and there is no such trouble with skeletons that do not eat and monsters that forage for themselves.

When he heard the wishes of the people of Nuer Village, Vincent also hesitated slightly.

If they refuse, those who have managed to pledge their allegiance will be disappointed, and once the disappointment spreads, it will affect their prestige, which is related to the belief in the craftsman.

Demon rule generally requires conscription at most, and there is no military service.

The status of a soldier is higher than that of an ordinary farmer, and becoming a soldier fighting for a lord is indeed an honor that is difficult for a farmer to obtain.

Honor is a kind of loyalty, even if it is small, it should not be disappointed.

As a result, Vincent, who originally only counted economic accounts, also had to consider calculating political accounts.

"I agree with the people to join the army and take up arms to defend their homeland." Vincent's eyes rolled and he had an idea, "These brave young men, can you let me meet them?"

It wasn't long before twenty young farmers trotted out of the village.

If you compare them with other farmers, you can see that these young people are full of energy, relatively strong in health, full of curiosity and impulse, and have a beautiful vision of becoming soldiers.

In addition, there is another emotion that can be easily detected as a demon, and that is hatred.

Probably because the relatives of the family were hurt by the cultists and the landlord, they would rather defect to the demon clan than take revenge.

"Oh, you should be the son of the village chief." Vincent said to a stocky young man with a somewhat comical watermelon head, "I remember, your name is Malf, isn't it?"

"Yes, my lordship, I am Malf." Marff was shy, but when it came to his purpose, he was resolute, "We want to join your army, those deceitful cultists are too bad, we want revenge."

Vincent nodded, knowing that sometimes hatred of an enemy was more convincing than kindness.

As long as you look at the hall decorated with human skin, no one with blood will ignore it.

"I trust you, just as you trust me." Vincent told the young people, "I never thought that there would be a young person like you, who would be as brave as you are and able to stand up and choose to do what he thinks is right, which is admirable." ….

I have to say that Vincent, as a great nobleman, is very affable, has no arrogant shelves, can talk politely with anyone, and has something to say.

Especially when he does not wield the "Cumrepos ratchet", nor does he use human skin to make crafts, he is truly an impeccable and elegant nobleman, and he also exudes the smell of an intellectual teacher.

"The battle is brutal, the enemy is fierce, the future is uncertain, are you ready?" Vincent glanced at them and asked solemnly, "Our skeleton soldiers are not afraid of death because they will not die, what about you?"

This big truth made many young people feel a little ashamed on their faces, and they didn't know how to answer.

"I want to avenge my sister, she ......," Marff said sadly and slowly

said, but he obviously didn't organize the language, "She is so pitiful, she should have been married, and now she is with her husband and children, but ......"

"Maybe you don't need me, but I don't want to see anything like that anymore, it's dangerous to fight, but it's dangerous for us to live, we don't have enough to eat, we're poor, we're sick, we're deceived, we're afraid to resist, we're living a life that's worse than livestock......

"A day like this, even if it can be less than one day, I think it's worth fighting......

There was no logic in this answer, it was just a matter of what he wanted to say, but Vincent also felt the pain and sincerity in it.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a human heart, this kind of words would definitely not be able to impress the high-level demons, and it would not even be worth making him laugh.

"You won't regret fighting it." Vincent said, "I allow you to be my soldiers, and you are the first Terran soldiers under my command, but I warn you that this is a betrayal in the eyes of your people."

"Those who speak cool words do not know our suffering." Malf's eyes were on fire, and he said hatefully, "Even if we are skinned as cattle by our kindred."

Indeed, nobles and commoners are completely two creatures in this era, and the lord and the demon are equally ruthless, and they are too lazy to pretend.

"I have appointed you as the leader of the Volunteers, and I will lead your men to protect the village and the trade routes." Vincent walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be too small, the Volunteer Corps is just an empty shelf now, but with brave people like you, it will also grow from weak to strong."

"My lord, we will be loyal to you." Malf half-knelt on the ground in excitement and bowed his head to Vincent, "We will die, but our courage will not."

Vincent smiled, noncommittal.

The village chief asked his son to show his loyalty, which was indeed a very clever and sophisticated means.

This is good, instead of letting the brainless mediocrity govern, it is better to let the smart people who judge the situation do the work.

As long as they are strong enough, then they will do their best to stabilize their territory and get rewards corresponding to their power from development.

Want to make trouble? I wanted to pass the level of my own resident law enforcement officer.

As for these hairy boys with strong blood, Vincent also has arrangements.

Fighting with the march will definitely be a delay, and there are additional supplies of military rations, and it is really troublesome to teach them to fight against the demons.

However, as a garrison guarding the village, they are familiar with the local situation and should still be competent. ….

When merchants come to trade, they can act as protectors from wild beasts and thieves.

Another advantage is that there is no logistical pressure to do this, and you can eat yourself.

Military salaries, if you can collect taxes, you will naturally have them.

So, in front of the young men, Vincent rubbed his armor and weapons for them.

By working on the original armor and weapons, Vincent once again avoided the penalty of adding protection to the weapon.

In addition to tailoring, Vincent thoughtfully carved the names of each of them on the armor and weapons, in addition to ingenious engraving of a line of words on the armor:

"Stay true to your oath, defend your homeland, and move forward."

For Vincent, this is just a gesture of 100 pluses.

However, the lord's gift greatly moved the young man of the countryside who had never seen much of the world, and the nobles were willing to grant weapons and armor, which was the treatment of a knight, enough to impress any young man with a dream.

A team of village warriors, how can He De be comparable to the knights.

The oath-taking ceremony with the sword on their shoulders made everyone's blood boil, and they thought it was the most respected they had ever received in their lives.

Everyone swore an oath to the gods, declaring that they would never betray and would always be loyal.

In recognition of the young people who dared to be the first in the world, Vincent also made a medal of honor for them out of iron pieces.

Although the raw materials are cold, as long as the craftsman's craftsmanship is good and the aesthetic level is high, it can also turn decay into magic.

Possess a craftsman

The two protections of God and the God of Art, as well as the accumulation of design in previous lives, Vincent rubbed a few small medals, which was simply at his fingertips.

Don't underestimate the medal, if you can see the medal of another world, the medal will cry.

The process of stamping and die-casting is completely achievable in Vincent's hands, and the texture of iron is relatively hard, and it cannot make the rich and delicate line details like the bronze medal, but it is enough as a junior medal.

Materials. The medallion is a little blackened in color, the outer ring looks like a sun emitting a light wheel, and inside is indeed the image of the banner of Vincennes's territory, a hammer with a strange magic eye.

For the sake of aesthetics, Vincent also thoughtfully matched each medal with a small ribbon, and there was a pin on the back of the medal.

This kind of honor is simply unimaginable for the children of peasant families.

Malf kissed the honor excitedly, and when the lovely Miss Ninia placed the medal on his chest, he felt a sense of satisfaction that he could not ask for anything else in his life, and tears of joy welled up in his eyes.

"Oh, no, no." Vincent called up the system, looked at these young people who were so excited that they cried with joy, and said to himself, "Rubbing a medal with 2 points of protection can instantly make people become believers......

Gold has a price, honor is priceless, and spiritual power is something that most demons can't understand or experience anyway.

Whether it is buying people's hearts or recycling, Vincent himself does not know that this temporary move, which he did not care too much about, will deeply affect history.

An army that would later shake the continent was quietly born today in the small village of Noor.

This model will also be quickly implemented in the territory, so that the territory becomes stable.

Just as Vincent was showing off his frenzy and captivating a group of young people, a harpy suddenly crossed the sky, bringing an alarm to Vincent.

"My recon team has been attacked?" Vincent was incredulous when he heard the news, "It's not far away?"

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