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"Jasboqing, Vladimi, do you really think so?" the young prince shook his head.

The moment they met the brown eyes, the two marquis subconsciously held their breath at the same time. The prince's handsome face was still the kind smile, as warm as the autumn sun in the sky, but for some reason, the moment they looked at each other, the two marquis seemed to see something cold, that was metallic indifference and sharp luster.

yes, of course it doesn't mean 'we' got it.

In fact, it was the Tumenes expeditionary force that got the two counties of the empire...... But what was the expeditionary force of Tumenis?

It is a mixture of the royal knights directly under the king's majesty, the Romandi city guards, and the armies sent by two dukes, a marquis and three privileged counts, but among them, the troops that belong to Romante and belong to the direct troops of the king's majesty are actually only a little more than forty percent of them, and this is the result of adding the military power of the demon wolf. The rest, of course, is the army of the 'kings under the throne'!

More importantly, as the main body of the expeditionary force, this force must not be too dispersed, they cannot be like those vassal nobles, they can disperse and advance without authorization, and directly bring the villages and towns along the way under their control, and it must encourage such actions at a certain distance, on the one hand, to ensure the occupation of Cheng dù, and on the other hand, to try to thin out the needs of these local nobles for supplies.

In the end, on the newly determined front, hostile to the Imperials,

But in this way, the occupied area after the war has become a place of chaos. The occupation armies of the various nobles were a mixed and chaotic affair, and it took a lot of reconciliation and compromise, as well as substantial exchanges, to be able to truly complete the occupation - which was the bulk of the time Tumenis needed to digest, otherwise. With the current method of occupation - the simple method of not changing the lower lords, just changing the banner and changing the object of the tax - it would not take so much time.

And this situation is obviously not what the young prince, the future emperor, needs.

Even what a glorious victory. The amount of territory they occupy is just a feast for the great nobles, and all they need is to get a written permission after sharing. If it weren't for the fact that the license needed to be signed in the king's name, they would have skipped this step a long time ago.

The Marquis of Jasper's Adam's apple slid up and down. I felt as if I had guessed the intentions of the new master.

His Royal Highness, who lacked qualifications and experience, obviously could not overtake his father in balancing the rights and duties of his courtiers, so he had only two options, either to pay a long time of effort and a certain price, and to learn these skills through failure or success. But if you are not willing to pay this qiē, you have no choice but to find another way.

That is to become a true king who holds a qiē in his hands - what he needs is to build something of his own.

Territory, population, wins and losses...... In fact, none of this is important to this young man, what really matters is his majesty as an emperor...... It is indeed necessary, a king who can do nothing, who has nothing. It was simply the saddest existence that the nobles could imagine.

However, understanding is understanding, and things at the level of reality are not problems that can be solved by whims.

"My Highness, even if you decide to send troops, Romandy can't draw too many troops now. Not even the baggage troops, which are used to ensure the supply of food and grass. For this expedition. Now that the strength of the city defense army has been reduced, it may be difficult to maintain the stability of the city if it is redeployed, and the Royal Knights now have only two thousand left, and they must stay to deter those ...... who dare to plot against them."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer swallowed his spit and temporarily took over the duties of the Minister of the Interior and the Minister of War. However, his words were quickly stopped.

"The reason why I didn't let those two old fellows participate in this parade is because of their unwarranted worries," the young prince smiled, and he jumped out of the chariot, and the two poor marquis could only follow, "as long as there are enough results." I can get an unlimited supply of such vehicles, in addition to some more powerful weapons to ensure our attack, as for manpower, I will recruit directly in Romante, and this task will be handed over to you. ”

This order made Jasper's train of thought that he had just straightened out a mess again.

But those mercenaries who take money and sell their lives can never be relied on.

They only care who gives more money. A group of people who do not hesitate to sell their lives for money cannot place absolute trust in them, because no one knows whether they will be bought by the enemy. On a battlefield that is changing rapidly, it is really a sad thing for a commander who shoulders the lives of thousands of people to always be on guard against possible mutinies of his own people in addition to considering the threat of the enemy. Even if these mercenaries are just disobedient and do not work hard, they are deadly enough in many cases......

"Select a group of mercenaries with higher suzhì, disrupt their original sequence, disperse them into the existing city guards, and undertake the defense of the city, and then select good veterans from the city guards to form a new expeditionary force sequence, right?"

The Marquis of Vladimi, who had been silent, finally spoke at this time, and as the one with the highest military quality among this group, his advice was obviously valid. The words spoken by the leader of the Hidden Knights were rarely rejected - swept by the gray eyes that were so gloomy that they seemed to condense the clouds, the newly promoted 10,000 captains of the City Guard Army and the deputy head of the Guards Knights couldn't help but tremble slightly, and nodded subconsciously.

In fact, this should be the reason why His Royal Highness the Prince invited them here.

Prince Strand's apparent satisfaction with the marquis's expression was clear: "Vladimiqing, your method is very good, but in addition to this, I need to mobilize a group of loyal and reliable soldiers in your hidden knights to maintain the combat effectiveness of this team. Responsible for supervising soldiers at all levels, as well as commanders. ”

What? Let those terrible royal agents go straight into the ranks of the soldiers?

The prince's order made the heads of the two knight captains dizzy again, but unfortunately, at this moment, they obviously had no room for expression: "Then it is decided, two, I need you to draw a group of loyal soldiers as quickly as possible." At this time tomorrow, the number of the army will be set at two thousand five hundred, plus two hundred knights of the guard, and three hundred members of the Hidden Knights, a total of three thousand. ”

"This ...... 陛xià. It's too hasty......"

The messiness of the four important ministers made Sterran shake his head.

In fact, how could he not have known that this was 'too hasty'? But if he could delay it a little, he would not have used this series of means - not only to use force to directly control these ministers, but also to start war so rashly. 'War is a major event for a country. The rules that determine life and death cannot be lightly ignored'. Here are some of the things his friends once said to him,

But now, there is nothing he can do.

The Lord is already impatient...... He needs a soul, he needs death, and now he has no reason or strength to fight him.

"Alright. Ladies and gentlemen, I have not invited you here, not to listen to your advice to me," and with two slaps of the palms of his hands, two sturdy soldiers came from the side, and brought six horses for the adults, while they themselves jumped into the chariot at the prince's feet.

Then, in the eyes of several kingdom ministers, the air in front of them had already rippled like a ripple of water. Then, a shimmering blue space door had taken shape in the air.

The rumbling friction of the chariot's tracks woke up the sluggishness of several of the ministers, and their eyes widened as they watched the chariot carrying His Royal Highness the Prince rumble forward. Passing through the blue door of space, they were left with a clear order: "Let the soldiers assemble here before dusk tomorrow!"

"Well, it's not bad, after the camp is set up, let them gather, and the rest of the time will be spent on a simple training, and then they can rest. ”

Viscount Rasmus yawned and walked out of his tent, rubbing his head, which was a little messy from napping. His bored gaze swept over the orange-red sun in the distance, and he ordered the lieutenant who ran up to him attentively, and at the same time took the water bag in the other's hand and poured a large mouthful.

The wine in the sheepskin bag had become a little cold in the early winter air, but it had banished the little sleepiness of the viscount, and soon the spicy aftertaste was exciting. Looking at the group of men in armor who were busy at the end of his gaze, and the wooden horses around them, he couldn't help but burp slightly.

There are more than a hundred people busy in sight, but that is only the corner of this large camp, and there must be at least a thousand of the guys who are working under orders. And an equal number of people were resting in the camp - the thought of this made Rasmus feel like every bone of his was a little lighter. After all, with the title of an imperial viscount, two thousand regular soldiers were commanded. This is also unique in the Empire.

In the Empire, the title of Viscount means dignity and mediocrity, and in the vast territory of the Empire, although it also represents one of the twenty-five classes of nobles, and it is not the shabby name of the knight or lord of the last rank, but in the genealogy of the imperial nobility of the earl city lord who grabbed a lot of money, the name of the viscount can only be regarded as obscure.

Viscount Rasmus was originally such a small person, a poor and white local nobleman. Their ancestors started as knights serving the Elhee family, and exchanged their accumulated military exploits for the viscount status of the Askrov family, and then seemed to be insulated from climbing upwards. I have always lived next to Lake Lenca, not a barren and not rich territory, and spent more than a hundred years leisurely and boring.

However, it seems to be a gathering of luck accumulated after the family has been silent for several generations, Rasmus came into the sight of the Duke of Elxi a few years ago due to some coincidence, so he was 'lucky' to regain the glory of his ancestors and become a thousand commanders of the Duke's family.

Fortunate?

In fact, Viscount Rasmus has always scoffed at this word, he does not think that he is lucky to be able to get today's status, and what he pays is not something that those who can only chew their tongues behind their backs can understand.

For example, now or everyone will envy him as a commander of a thousand people, but he can lead more than 2,000 troops. But who of those fellows could really remember that this 'glory' was obtained after he took the initiative to take on the drudgery of recruiting soldiers? If it weren't for the fact that these hardcover soldiers were selected from village to village little by little, and the number of more than two thousand was gathered in half a month, how could the Duke have given this team to someone at ease? let alone march in the field in this early winter solar term.

In order to better boost morale, maintain majesty. Along the way, Rasmus had to wear a full-body armor that weighed around twenty pounds...... Although horseback riding is more economical than pure walking, it is not easy to move your body all the time according to the bumps of the horse. And that armor naturally made it much more difficult to ride a horse, and even if Rasmus was a warrior who was accustomed to this qiē, he had to slow down his march and rest often. But even so, he still feels that his lumbar spine is rising, and the inside of his legs is rubbed a little hot.

And this real hard work is not something that those little people can see.

Tilting his head and taking a few more sips of wine, Rasmus wiped his mouth and began to walk in the direction of the camp gate. Inspecting the tabernacles, the horses and the fences that surrounded them, the peasant soldiers he had recruited had not wasted some of his training on the road, had basically mastered the methods of building the camp, and had begun to get used to the spears in his hand, as long as he had gone through one or two battles and four stops, the viscount believed. They were already on par with any regular soldier in other realms.

Of course, no matter how much they trained, these peasant soldiers could not reach a very high level. Not to mention those regular knights, even the level of mercenaries is beyond their reach. At best, they are only some lightly armored infantry, and it is already good to be able to fight with the advantage of numbers.

But Rasmus doesn't think there's anything wrong with that.

Although those knights are well-equipped, well-trained, and powerful in combat, they have a long training cycle and consume a lot of resources, so they are not destined to have a lot of numbers, and. Once these expensive full-time warriors are killed or wounded, many years of hard work of the noble lords will be wasted, and it will not be able to be replenished in a short time.

As for mercenaries, not to mention, the guys who take money to do things, even if they have good attack ability. It has always been just the life of cannon fodder, and it is impossible to do detailed work such as occupation and garrison, and even when receiving the city, you have to be careful that they temporarily defect, so there is no need to talk about trouble.

The infantrymen do not have these concerns, they are easy to train, easy to recruit, as long as they master the use of the method to play the greatest role, and in fact, as far as Rasmus knows, more than sixty percent of the battle is actually decided by the infantry.

So, the gods favor infantry, don't they?

Disgusting shouts, all in unison...... But at the same time, another incredible thing also fell into his eyes:

In the yellow sand, a vague black object gradually emerged. Then, as the distance drew closer, the outline of the thing began to become clearer and clearer, and Achilles now seemed to be a black iron box, or a metal chariot without a horse pulling, but it was incredible how fast it could run faster than the best chariots!

Feeling the slight vibration of the ground, listening to the sharp roar of the metal monster in front of him, Rasmus was a little stunned for a while, he could feel the danger of this thing in front of him, but he couldn't control his body, those terrible rumbling sounds, just one created a vibration that could rival a team of war horses, the swarthy shadow that was more than ten feet tall and still getting bigger, it was really shocking!

In his eyes, this thing was like a legendary mythical monster, exuding a huge coercion, as if it was about to crush the qiē in front of it!

“...... Archers, you unfed idiots, hurry up, hurry up, shoot arrows at that monster, and throw spears, roll over here, get ...... when it's close...... It seems to be huge, we need to get out of the way, and it's over if we get hit!" "Set up your spear and shield and stop it......!" A sucker. Move the stakes and stop that guy! Hey, did you hear my orders?"

The things in front of him have completely exceeded their own comprehension, so the soldiers gathered now, as well as the so-called 'generals' under Rasmus, have also begun to panic, and the dumbfounded and screaming guys occupy the majority. Only a handful of the most sane veteran officers began to reluctantly assemble dozens of archers and began to prepare to attack their opponents with arrows

Unfortunately, neither javelins nor bows and arrows could hit objects with such alarming mobility, and the fear of encountering the unknown greatly reduced their accuracy. Worst of all, only after the defenders had finished shooting a round of bows and arrows and javelins. The iron creature roared through the narrow trench that had been hard to dig in the winter, broke through the rudimentary wooden fence outside the camp, and burst into the crowded camp!