"Actually, you can't represent anyone!"
bang!
The door was pushed open at once, and Wu Ming strode in.
"grown ups!"
Amelia was so excited that she almost cried with joy: "You are finally back!?"
"You are William? William Wallace!"
Cisse looked at the young Wu Ming, the jealousy in his eyes could hardly be concealed: "I am the envoy of the Earl of Lanshan, you must give me an explanation for what happened today!"
"Explanation? What explanation?"
Wu Ming shook his head: "I only saw a robber who lived in my house, received warm hospitality from me, but maliciously robbed my property!"
"Amelia, tell Geoff to hang all those who don't obey the rules!"
He sneered and drank directly.
"You... how dare you?"
Lord Cisse's face flushed like a ripe prawn: "Do you want to rebel?"
"I am the lord of this place, and in my fief, I can do whatever I want!"
Wu Ming responded calmly. Immediately, he took two steps forward. His bland momentum made Sisai's legs go limp, and he sat down on the chair directly.
"And... don't take yourself too seriously. Compared with me, who has tens of thousands of people and thousands of troops, what are you to the Earl of Blue Mountain?"
He said in a very low voice in Lord Sissy's ear.
Xisai felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.
Only then did he suddenly understand that the power represented by the Carlos Territory had unknowingly grown into the top power in the Fengying Plain, especially when the lion and the tiger were about to decide the outcome.
In order to win over this newly rising power, what is he worth as a lord? Presumably, as long as Wu Ming continued to be loyal, even the Earl of Lanshan would be happy to hand him over to Wu Ming.
The biggest support was removed, and he immediately fell down limply as if all the bones in his body had been taken away.
"Take him back to the room, Lord Lord is sick and needs a good rest!"
Wu Ming waved his hand, two guards came in, and immediately pushed the clown-like Lord Cisse out.
"Also... Let the bathroom boil hot water, and then prepare a hearty breakfast, I want to have a good meal!"
Until this time, a trace of exhaustion appeared on his face.
The careful Amelia immediately noticed the travel-stained traces on Sir William's body, and quickly bowed: "Yes... I will order someone to go and prepare!"
…
The water mist rises, and the white marble statue stands quietly, with soft lines and a touch of warmth.
Wu Ming leaned comfortably on the edge of the pool, and Amelia next to him rolled up her sleeves, revealing two jade-like arms, holding a towel, serving him without any shyness.
"My lord, your breakfast!"
The cooks prepared exquisite pastries and milk, which were served on wooden trays, floating on the water, as if flowing water.
"Time is running out! Amelia, tell me everything in the territory!"
Wu Ming held the milk bottle with one hand, and stuffed the white bread into his mouth with the other, but his voice was quite clear.
"Yes! The situation in the territory is all right, but because of the war, our goods have piled up for the first time, and... a large number of free people and serfs fled to our territory because they were afraid of the spread of the war. …”
Amelia took a deep breath and quickly reported.
"Zhan Luan! The second battle between lions and tigers!"
Wu Ming sighed deeply: "What is the cause of the incident?"
"According to the conscription order issued by Lord Earl, it is because Lord Viscount Garcia moved the boundary marker and occupied the sacred and inviolable territory that originally belonged to him..."
Amelia said: "But we all know the reason. After several years of recovery, the Earl can no longer bear it."
"Currently, both sides are summoning noble private soldiers, knights, mercenary groups, and adventurers under their command...to fight on the Wharton Plain, and the number of people participating in the battle exceeds 10,000."
"Specifically?"
Wu Ming closed his eyes slightly and asked slowly.
"Earl of Blue Mountain has 6,000 people, Viscount Garcia... 4,000, this is the latest information!"
"Our Lord Earl, you are still too impatient..."
Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of light in them: "Has he forgotten the lesson of being defeated by Viscount Garcia last time with a more superior force? If he fails again this time, even if he adds If the Viscount West Asia is willing to accept peace, the ransom will inevitably be more than doubled."
"Therefore, the Earl issued the most stern call to the vassals loyal to him, claiming that those who obey him will be honored, and those who disobey him will be deprived of everything after the war."
"Judging from the Lord Cisse he sent, I really don't like his behavior!"
Wu Ming shook his head, then got up immediately, wiped off the water droplets on his body, and put on a white and soft bathrobe: "But within our territory, mobilization is about to begin."
"mobilization?"
"Nice, comprehensive ****!"
Wu Ming's expression was resolute, while Amelia was slightly absent-minded.
As a knight leader, Wu Ming has 500 standing soldiers under his command, which is already several times that of other knights, even more powerful than the baron by one head.
But Amelia knew that this was far from all.
The workers sweating profusely in the mines, factories, and water forging workshops are all adult males who have been trained by the militia and have strong organization and discipline. It is no worse than the regular army of other nobles, and the number is even more terrifying to the extreme.
After all, it is impossible to feed so many agricultural people with the cultivated land led by Carlos. Most of them are industries, and you can spend thousands of them at will!
"This is the gap. Although my place is not even semi-industrialized, in terms of war potential and mobilization mechanism, I still have to throw out those primitive agricultural nobles who don't know how many streets..."
Wu Ming sighed softly in his heart and came to the meeting hall.
Here, Geoff, as well as his tax officer, factory manager, mine slave owner... a group of confidants have gathered together, watching Sir William approaching, they all salute respectfully, as if they found the backbone at once.
"I won't stay in the territory for a long time. According to my obligation, I will lead four hundred people to the Wharton Plains to fulfill my duty of loyalty to my lord..."
Wu Ming looked around and spoke first: "At the same time, I ask you to start organizing all my workers and slaves, start reorganization and training, and all the plate armor and swords produced by the water forging factory are used for arming them."
"My lord sir..."
Another fat man had to wipe his sweat hard: "I have to remind you that although you can get thousands of troops in this way, the food and cloth we reserve may face a shortage."
"Didn't you already order you to reserve as much as possible?"
Wu Ming frowned.
"But... a small amount of food is fine, once the transaction volume is too large, it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of other noble lords..."
There was more sweat on the fat man's face.
Wu Ming rubbed the space between his eyebrows. In ancient times, food was the most important strategic material, even in Fengying Plain.
Especially in a territory with deformed development like his, the dependence on the outside world is too serious. Once the war continues, the transaction cannot continue, and a large amount of food and other necessary materials are purchased from the outside world, the collapse of the entire system will happen in an instant.
Therefore, he would simply order a stoppage to prepare for war. Anyway, even if he didn't do so, the workers would find themselves without work in a short time.
Instead of making troubles at that time, it is better to start arming now and suppress them with discipline.
"The problem of food, I will solve it through other channels, you don't have to worry!"
Wu Ming pondered for a while, but still promised.
Here are the benefits of working with the church.
As a huge force that has been rooted here for a long time, he doesn't believe that these priests can't even find a few channels for smuggling food.
To take a step back, there is no telling how many war supplies are stored in the entire church.
It's just that the cooperation with the other party is still in the secret stage at this time. Unless one has already gained an advantage, speaking openly will be harmful and useless.
…
After Wu Ming, the lord, made up his mind, the entire Carross Territory immediately began to operate like a sophisticated machine.
The factories stopped working one by one, and the slaves and workers were called up to participate in training in an organized way, picking up various skills they were already familiar with.
A large number of warehouses were opened, and the spears, javelins, swords, and plate armor inside were armed to them like flowing water.
The workers are different from the serfs. Most of them are smarter and more ingenious. Some of them can even understand a few simple words, and they have a little more shrewdness to see the world with their eyes open.
They knew that the war had broken out, and orders for factories and workshops, except for weapons, had been greatly reduced, and if this situation continued, they would soon lose their jobs.
And losing their jobs means no salary, no butter and bread for the next day, and their families will go hungry and live on the streets.
In order to defend the life they could live on, they must take up the sword, defend this territory, and defend the previous commodity circulation. Simply put, it is to stop this damn war! And get everything back on track!
What's more, participating in the training at this time, their treatment is still the same as that of the militia, and they still have a salary to get, at least the most basic life of the family is guaranteed.
As for the next step, what will happen to their future, and what will it matter if they will go to war with that lord
After all, they are not serfs who are loyal to their lords!
Most of them are free folk, runaway slaves, and even wild folk from the wasteland! Free blood flows in the blood vessels in the body!