Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 73

   Chapter 73 Seventy-two Rosamina von Julevno

  Oak Village has more than 1,110 residents, and a large number of people migrate every day. At most, nearly 50 people flee into Lailun's territory in one day.

The long ships of the Norsca barbarians are going south more and more frequently. The electors of Nord and Oster are actively preparing for the battle, expanding more troops, buying a lot of weapons and equipment from the electors in the south, The leader of Marienburg issued a proposal for a defensive alliance.

  Smart people sensed that a catastrophe was coming, and the crisis of war forced countless artisans, merchants, freemen and other people with relatively high social status to move south, and they desperately longed for a peaceful and peaceful settlement.

  The big cities in the north have long been overcrowded, and the villages that used to be unsightly have become the best choice for people moving south.

At this special moment, of course, Lailun would not watch development opportunities fall into other territories. He placed an order with the Overland Chamber of Commerce, took out hundreds of gold coins, and asked all the caravans under the merchant's name to provide relief and win over the people who migrated south. .

Coupled with the fact that Earl Delavan is quite troubled by the sudden wave of refugees, the stubborn and aggressive Nords are most likely to have disputes with outsiders, and there are endless cases of trouble. Delivering charcoal in the snow has greatly alleviated the urgent need.

   The Overland Chamber of Commerce and the Earl of Delaware worked together to make Oak Village eat the population that escaped into the Earl of Delaware to the greatest extent possible.

  The large population has made the basic industries such as logging farms, farmland, mines, and livestock farms flourish, and the surging vitality fills every corner of the territory. The missionary pastors of the major churches also feel a new look from what they have seen and heard.

   Taking advantage of the skyrocketing population, the lord restructured the army of Oak Village.

  He recruited soldiers from tenant farmers and freemen, and initially maintained an army of 100 to 150 men.

These people train four days a week, and leave three days for farming or rest. One day is set aside as a day of prayer (eight days a week in the old world). Usually, according to the standard of ordinary imperial soldiers, half or one third of their salary is paid. A full salary is paid only when they are trained, but the lord is responsible for board and lodging during training, and can eat meat twice a week, and enjoy the rations and drinks of the imperial festival.

   "Good morning, gentlemen, the night watch is over, leave the rest to us!" Sergeant Garp walked up to the gatehouse post with a smile, and the sergeant of the squad followed behind him.

  The burning stove made the patrolling less cold, a layer of morning mist floated over the village, and the raindrops fell on the grass roots in the open fields.

   "Karp, you are really slow." The soldiers who had been standing all night yawned.

   After saluting each other with their comrades who changed the guard, they rushed to the barracks in the west of the village, patrolling the territory all night, monitoring the forest movement, and they really needed a good sleep.

  When the sky was a little brighter, the morning fog gradually dissipated, and the number of people going to and from the village on the renovated and compacted dirt road gradually increased.

A few wagons transporting timber had just left the trading station. The hawkers entered the market in the center of the residential area, set up their stalls, and started a new day of life. There were also a few standing on the small wooden platform beside the city gate, holding high the Church Saint. The missionary priest whose flag was preaching to the passing crowd was full of popularity.

   Unlike other villages and towns, the stench is not as high as that of other villages and towns. Human or animal feces can be seen everywhere. Even the most common stinky ditch in the Empire has disappeared in Oak Village.

Territorial hygiene is the top priority, and the importance of preventing plague is self-evident. The Black Death, which almost destroyed the entire human empire in the history of the empire, gave an accurate answer. To this end, the lord of Oak Village arranged garbage To destroy the post, the stone road is often washed with clean water to keep the road clean. Compared with other villages and towns, this place is much cleaner.

At the gate of the town, Lallen's coat of arms is hung on the gatehouse of the city wall. The local residents come and go. The reclaimed fields are full of large tracts of farmland. The fields are planted with barley and various food crops. More occupations have sprung up in the village.

On the city walls and streets, patrolling sergeants often walk past, wearing chainmail and breastplates, holding long spears, swords around their waists, shields behind their backs, and blue and white infantry uniforms, symbolizing they are Middens. The sergeant, with Lallen's coat of arms on his blouse.

"Kapp, I heard that the Lord Lord is going to go on an expedition to suppress bandits in two days. Is it true?" Guarding the city gate and examining pedestrians is a boring errand. It didn't take long for the sergeants to change the guard to start chatting about each other. hear rumours and anecdotes.

"Recently, in the west of the village, a group of rogue knights appeared. They are said to be wanted by Westerland. Anyway, they were very courageous and robbed a batch of goods." Garp nodded. It is a newly recruited sergeant, and he has no credit for the time being. He usually looks at the scales and chain armor on his body, and his eyes are shining.

  The young men who can be selected into the new army are all excellent young men. They joined the Oak Village Army for a decent life, and for the sergeant's generous treatment and post-war rewards.

  Like the veterans, they have been looking forward to the war since they have survived the toughest training in the barracks, eager to get promotions and more rewards.

Garp knew what these boys were thinking, and said with a smile, "This opportunity is not yours. Facing a rogue knight in a field battle is completely different from stabbing a scarecrow. Lord Lord asks the sergeant who goes on this expedition, Participated in at least one battle."

   His words were like a basin of cold water pouring over the hearts of everyone, which caused a sigh of lament.

   The young sergeant, who continued his mandibular beard, murmured absentmindedly, "It would be good if I could go on an expedition. If you seize a few silver coins, you won't make a fortune directly."

   At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hooves outside the city, and at the end of the field of vision, a figure in a gray cloak galloped towards Oak Village.

   "Okay guys, it's time to play our due diligence." Garp quickly took off the shield behind him, set up his spear, and slowly approached the uninvited guest.

   Several sergeants followed and surrounded them in a semi-circle. The crossbowmen in the tower on the city wall aimed their crossbow arrows at the comers and shot at any time, and someone immediately notified the lord.

   "咴咴!" The brown-maned horse neighed and snorted continuously, and its forefoot studded with horseshoes scratched the dirt road. Its owner turned a blind eye to the threat of several spears.

Seeing that there was no response from the rider on the horse, Karp said loudly again: "This gentleman! Please get off the horse immediately and show all the badges or letters that can prove your identity, otherwise, you can only be asked to squat in prison for a few days! "

  The crowds near the city gate were scattered, keeping a certain distance to avoid harming the pond fish.

The    hood was taken off, revealing a feminine face with soft lines, looking no more than twenty-five years old.

The beautiful sky blue almond eyes seem to see through everything, revealing the luster of wisdom, the delicate and small tip of the nose, the high bridge of the nose, the beautiful black hair hanging down from the back, wrapped in a long cane-like braid, constantly flashing light and shadow. .

   The edge of her crimson lips was lightly opened, and she chanted some kind of mouthful incantation. She stretched out a hand, and light blue light spots slowly condensed on her slender fingertips.

  The wind of magic changes with her every move, and the palpitating energy fluctuations gradually converge, there is no doubt that this is a spellcaster.

   A soft and beautiful female voice resounded in the ears of the sergeants: "Now, can you let me in? Mr. Sergeant."

At the same time, in the office of the lord's longhouse, the kingdom knight Lallen was discussing with his affairs officer, the infantry company commander, and the dwarf rune blacksmith about the change of the army. Discuss the development of Oak Village and the formation of an army.

   "A neat and tidy army formation is more suitable for halberdiers to fight. Through a series of actual battles, many disadvantages can also be found in fighting with shields." Gavin was quite touched in the process of leading the Oak Village infantry company.

   In the face of Norscan barbarians and beastmen, the imperial army is often at a disadvantage in melee combat and relies more on ranged weapons.

  Laylen proposed a military arrangement of gradually abandoning the shield infantry and vigorously training the halberdiers. Supporters and opponents were divided equally.

"My lord, although the number of territories is growing rapidly, we have also invested a lot of money to build basic housing, and more places will need gold coins in the future." Affairs Officer Pittman said distressedly, he did not approve of more expansion A halberd company: "Moreover, the financial revenue and expenditure situation, the territory has basically been losing money. If things go on like this, the finance will be the first to be unable to support it."

   "Training two-fifths of the infantry as halberdiers, we've actually only expanded to less than 40 men, my dear Pittman, and that's far from driving the finances to ruin."

Laylen said with a smile: "Whether it is against infantry or against large behemoths, the performance of the spear and shield soldiers is unsatisfactory. We need excellent sergeants to hold the front line and be able to nail the enemy's monster infantry and behemoths when necessary. Indispensable strength."

Pittman's face was full of sadness. After weighing the pros and cons, he said pessimistically: "My lord, if you recruit sergeants, the number of troops will be close to 200, which is almost comparable to a small fortress, and the territory is really unable to supply such a huge amount. army."

   "Did you forget the military restructuring implemented a few days ago? They are not professional soldiers, and we actually only need to pay half of the maintenance cost." Lallen comforted.

   He is very clear about the details of the territory. Within half a year, the strategic policy of fighting to support the war is completely feasible. With many times of "fighting and robbing houses", the lord's warehouse of the kingdom knights has been fully packed.

   The army was transformed into a semi-recruitment and semi-agricultural system, and the field army system was implemented. The number and elite level of troops that could be drawn from a territory in a short period of time were many times stronger than other territories.

  The core of Lailun's daring to implement the military system in the fields lies in the fact that there was no shortage of wars in the medieval world. As long as you fight frequently, you can maintain the combat effectiveness of the army and protect the most basic land issues.

   A small number of troops are not enough to support the huge war needs. Every year, the empire's army against the Norsca barbarians is in units of 10,000 people. The more dangerous the situation is, the more power he needs.

   "Lord Lallen, what kind of halberd army do you plan to create?" Gavin asked curiously: "Like the standard imperial halberdiers, or keep the existing infantry equipment and only provide a halberd?"

"Since we want to distinguish, then chain armor, breastplate, iron helmet, and arm armor are all indispensable." Laren said solemnly, turning his eyes to the dwarf rune blacksmith: "Mr. Langone, I ask the blacksmith to step up production, Build a batch of sharp halberds as soon as possible, as well as matching armor."

   "No problem, Brother Lallen! In less than two months, the dwarves will be able to complete the task!" Langone nodded while stroking his beard.

  The dwarf community and tavern in Oak Village attracted several mountain dwarves to settle down, which greatly supplemented the shortage of manpower in the blacksmith shop, and the generous treatment was enough to make the dwarf craftsmen live a comfortable life.

"As for the training of the halberdiers, I will leave it to Gavin. In addition, I will ask Your Excellency Krill to assign Nikas Francis as a deputy instructor. He has trained the Nordland halberd marines." said Gavin Clinton.

   "Understood, my lord."

  Gavin nodded. He was wearing the half-body plate armor captured from the rogue knight. Training must be Gavin's strength. As for the role of Nicas Francis, it is to provide guidance on the correct use of the halberd.

   "By the way, my lord, the newly recruited rangers are in urgent need of a larger stable. It is the migration season of the horses recently. I feel it is necessary to capture and domesticate thoroughbred horses." Pittman reminded.

  Lyren nodded, and then asked, "Have you chosen a location for the new stable?"

  The territory is in urgent need of good horses, and as a strategic resource, it is not easy to buy warhorses from other lords and nobles, so we can expand as much as possible.

   "It will be located in the livestock farm, and a new horse race track is planned to be built to train the cavalry's riding skills."

   "Very good." The kingdom knight was very satisfied with the service officer's ability to do things, and wanted to say something else, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded from the door.

After    was allowed again, a sergeant pushed open the office door: "My lord, report to the guards guarding the city gate that a spellcaster is looking for you!"

   "Spellcaster? What is that kind of dangerous guy doing in Oak Village?!" Officer Pittman exclaimed.

  Lairn was slightly stunned when he heard this, but suddenly realized that after the meeting was dissolved, he was led by the sergeant to the outside of the city gate.

The sorceress sat in the canopy beside the city gate, and several sergeants carefully surrounded her. Any spellcaster was an alien existence in the eyes of ordinary people. Only the wizards of the Imperial Academy of Wizards were generally recognized. , it is right to be wary of them.

  The passing crowd inevitably looked around, but they didn't dare to stay too long. The casters were often moody, especially those Akshay mages who were full of fire. In their rage, they could easily burn down a large area of ​​the city.

  Lyren stretched out his hand in surprise when he saw her for the first time: "Welcome to Oak Village, esteemed mage, I am the lord of this territory, the Knight of Middenland, Laylen."

"You are the first knight to shake hands with a lady, but it's still a great honor to meet you, Your Excellency Knight of the Kingdom." The sorceress's sky-blue eyes moved slightly, and then she reached out and shook hands with him with a chuckle: "I am from the imperial royal wizard. Academy, full name Rosamina von Julevno."

   "Raphael von Julievno, head of the Heavenly Academy of the Imperial Academy of Wizards and Wizards, is my father."

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