When Cons entered the team outside the city, he suddenly found that his subordinates looked at him with a look of not knowing his meaning, in addition to his previous obedience and respect.

Originally, I couldn't realize what this look meant, but when I saw the particularly hot look of Bilents and his two brothers, Cons understood.

This is the look of desire, the look of desire to become a noble.

Now he has the title of Viscount, and his territory is the largest except for the Earl. It is completely impossible to enthrone a group of knights, or even a baron.

Cons understood that it would not work without solving this problem, because everyone had the idea of ​​climbing up, and ordinary soldiers would be satisfied with the exchange of enemy heads for fields, but the officers wanted to go further and get the reward of titles.

In the past, I was just a lord and belonged to the lowest noble. Even if I had a huge fragrant territorial position, my officers would not ask for titles. But now I am a viscount, so they will naturally start pursuing it.

Cons couldn't help but start thinking about how to solve this problem.

Just like the current nobles, they randomly cut a piece of land and rewarded them to their subordinates. In addition to being a great name, they completely lost the control of their opponents?

The subordinates who are enthroned in this way will probably not be able to disobey them soon. Once they are weak, they will definitely seek opportunities to replace them. Even the loyal subordinates will change like this because the boss does not have effective control methods.

It doesn’t matter whether you are loyal or not, it doesn’t matter whether you betray yourself or not, but it won’t be able to hold yourself back. It seems that you have to think about it.

While walking for a day and setting up camp in the evening, Cons rejected the invitation to dinner from the merchant group, but summoned all the officers above the centurion in the team.

Ten guard officers, Heli, Kelly and other five mercenaries all changed their careers to become officers. Five mercenaries promoted from the earliest mercenaries to serve. Bilinters and his two brothers were both mercenaries, plus A1, Azer and Cons, a total of nineteen people were crowded in a small tent, which seemed very crowded.

But except for Cons, A1 and A0, the other sixteen people did not care about these things at all, and they all raised their heads and chests to show the most standard military posture.

Because they knew that they were the earliest intermediate officers in the Cons army, in fact, after deducting the only senior officer, A-Yi, they were the real senior officers.

So they knew very clearly that becoming a noble is not a dream. As long as they obey orders, establish honors, and then show themselves in front of the lord, the title of a noble will be almost within their reach.

Cons glanced at everyone and smiled: "I believe you also know how vast the territory I, the lord, owns."

It is not a big deal to describe it as vast. Lord Qingxiang has 40,000 square kilometers and Viscount Kuila has more than 50,000 square kilometers. The records of Baron Lin Xue's grave show that although it is only more than 10,000 square kilometers, don't forget that Baron Lin Xue is adjacent to the Mantes Forest without a master.

That is a super big forest that exceeds 500,000 square kilometers. As long as it is powerful enough, it is okay to occupy this forest.

The officers nodded immediately, and when they heard Cons's words, "So it is impossible for me, the only noble, to rule such a vast territory."

After saying this, all the officers' eyes glowed, their faces turned red, their waists straighter, and their chests were erected higher, and they were posing in an absolutely standard and unscrupulous military posture. Needless to say, Bilinters would have jumped if he hadn't been gritting his teeth.

"but"

Cons almost made these officers unable to breathe, but they could only prick up their ears and listen to the words behind Cons: "I cannot follow the current aristocratic system, because I do not want the nobles I canonized to become like the current vassals, not like the vassals, not like the vassals."

Cons raised his hand to stop the officers' intention to speak, and continued: "You don't need to post a message, because the flaws of the system cannot be fixed by language. Only by correcting the system can this problem be avoided."

What can the officers say? I ask Cons to maintain the existing aristocratic system? As soon as this is said, there is an attempt to be independent, and I will definitely be driven to the edge and never be promoted.

And if you think about it carefully, you have no intention of betrayal, you just want to obtain the title of aristocratic. If the lord has a solution to this problem, it will be impossible to weaken the power of his nobles at all.

Of course, the most important thing is that now everyone is waiting for Cons’ reward. Whatever Cons says is what, how dare the recipients whine?

"So, I set new rules for the nobles I enthroned." Cons stretched out a finger: "First of all, the title of knight belongs to the military system, and the title of the Lord belongs to the civilian system."

"The knight and the lord are divided into junior high school and senior high school level three. The junior high school has a total of 100 acres of land, and two sabre attendants are allowed; the intermediate level has a total of 500 acres of land, and five sabre attendants are allowed to appoint one strait commander, and one strait commander can be worn; the senior level has a total of 1,000 acres of land, and ten sabre attendants can be appointed, and one strait commander and one strait commander can be appointed."

"All the above attendants have military positions and must report to the lord's mansion. After receiving the archery card, they can walk freely in the territory. Of course, these sabre attendants must be supported by their masters."

Hearing this, the officers were stunned at first, then they all looked full of longing and looked like they were fantasizing about a better future, but in fact they felt bitter in their hearts.

The lord actually subdivided the low-level nobles into the third level, and the lowest level was only 100 acres of land! This broke the custom of having a few hundred acres of land once a knight.

And most importantly, the lord used the attendant quota to cancel the private soldiers of the low-level nobles.

Think about the Jinte Knight, who owns 1,000 acres of land, but how many private armed forces he owns? There are five or six hundred people! And what about the senior knight who also owns 1,000 acres of land? He can only have ten sword attendants!

Oh my God! This is not even as good as a first-level mercenary group!

When the mercenary group thought about whether they wanted to form a mercenary group to increase their strength, but Cons's next words broke their dreams.

"The nobles can own mercenary groups, but they must register in the lord's mansion. If there is no registration and there is no mercenary group to which they belong, they can be directly wiped out as thieves! The land actually enfeoffed by the nobles is completely exempt from taxes and can develop wasteland on their own, but the developed wasteland must be paid 10% of the income to the lord's mansion, and the rent of tenants under the nobles shall not exceed 10%." Cons said leisurely.

Yes, the force is restricted and the economy is restricted. Although there is no requirement for coordinated combat, I think there are only ten armed forces in my hands, and I don’t have the ability to coordinate, so I can’t even think about making any big waves.

Although the Lord of the Lord only talked about the rules of the Knight Lord, looking at this, everyone knows that the true nobles above the Baron will be restricted to the extreme in the future.

The officers understood Cons' determination to strictly control the vassals. Although he was unhappy, could he protest? Once the protest was made, it meant that you had the intention of being unjust, and there was no discussion on killing you. By then, no one would dare to come out to plead with mercy.

Because the lord in front of him did not start with a vassal, he was a completely out of business.

Such a person who rises independently by relying on his own abilities has no one under his command who can compete with him.

Of course, the Lord of the Lord who monopolizes the power of the country will do whatever he wants. Do you want to protest? Then don’t think of getting the status of a noble from him. If you say a few more words, it’s not a problem to just treat it as a rebellion and cut it off. There are countless substitutes waiting for the tiger-watching Dandan.

"Well, what I said, you can convey to your subordinates after you go back. After returning to Qingxiang Town, I will enthrone a group of upstarts to see what the people below will react."

Cons said, waving his hand to let the officers retreat.

The officers bowed down with a look of suppressing surprises, but they muttered in their hearts, "Sir, if you change the next two sentences, there will definitely be many people who will object, but if you express them in your order, who dares to object?"

Because what you mean is: Whoever opposes, no one will think of becoming a new high! Since that's the case, who dares to feel uncomfortable?

A always said to Cons: "Lord, their expressions are very hypocritical."

Cons smiled and said, "Haha, if this army was not formed by me, I'm afraid they would have jumped up and opposed it on the spot. They might even lead the soldiers to destroy me directly."

"Dare they? Hehe, my subordinates thought they would not dare to do this even if they gave them three courages, because the soldiers below would never obey their orders."

Jia Yi sneered. He knew how great the prestige he had at the grassroots level after his previous actions. It was probably that the officers would be cut off their heads and invited by their subordinates.

"Haha, this is the benefit of starting from scratch. Yes, after I go back, I will enthrone you and A 2 as junior barons, and actually have ten square kilometers of sabre attendants, fifty swordsmen, one fifty elders, four elders, five elders, one sergeant, one bow and crossbow, ten armor, forty leather armor, and ten war horses."

Seeing that A wanted to refuse, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't refuse, you are role models and rules."

Of course, Jia Yi understood that this was setting rules for later generations, and that he would be really difficult to command officers with knight status after he had no aristocratic status. Thinking that his little thing would not shake the rule of the Lord, Jia Yi thanked and claimed it.

When Cons saw Jia Ling who had been silent again, he couldn't help but joke: "Jing, do you want to enthrone you as a noble?"

Seeing Jia Ling nodding suddenly and saying yes, Cons and Jia Yi looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. How does this guy manage the territory?

However, Cons also agreed to sign A Zero as the junior baron. Although A Zero's head is a little inflexible, it would be better to treat everyone equally, so as not to suddenly become flexible one day and have any objections.

When Cons was creating a new system of the Snow Country aristocratic system, Viscount Hal Castle was still in the conspiring room. Master Hal said in a panic: "We can't wait anymore! We should create a certain fact before Cons comes back!"

Ultrahan and other conspiracy participants nodded with serious expressions.

They were frightened by the new news. Cons actually destroyed the Snow Wolf Gang with nine hundred people!

Regardless of whether this matter is true or not, since everyone can make such a ridiculous remark, there must be some truth, that is, the military force of the Cons army is very strong.

And people like me actually want to kill all such powerful men in one go? That's really a pity that they have a long life! So they won't have many dreams, so they agree with the proposal to act in advance.

At this moment, Viscount Hal was stroking a dilapidated flag in his study. The flag looked like it had been a long time ago. Not only did it look extremely dirty, but it was also full of rag marks of pits and holes. But overall, it looked like it was preserved after countless battles.

These are not strange. What’s strange is that the pattern of this flag is very familiar to people nowadays. It is similar to the red background and white vines and black roses of Cons. The reason is that the colors are different, including purple-black background, gray white vines, and black gray black roses.

But if this flag is renovated, it will definitely be exactly the same as the Cons flag.

Viscount Hal, touching the flag, didn't know what he thought of, and smiled slightly: "It is worthy of being a noble bloodline. He has stood at such a high position in a short time. If he continues to develop, it is not impossible to recreate his past glory."

After muttering to himself, he frowned and muttered: "It's not a good thing to be so arrogant. There are always people who are so big in the Snow Country. If someone exposes the details, then that's fine."

As soon as Viscount said this, the door suddenly slammed and was kicked open.

Viscount Hal turned his head and found that his son had walked in with some knights of Ultrahan. Viscount Hal had just frowned and immediately found that his two full-body armored bodyguards were actually guarding the door facing outside the door.

Viscount Hal's heart trembled and couldn't help but curse at his son: "What do you want to do? Do you want to commit the murder of your father?"

Master Hal, who was startled by Viscount Hal's angry expression, subconsciously retreated for a moment, but immediately saw the flag in Viscount Hal's hand and was stimulated by this pattern. Master Hal immediately roared: "You don't even treat me as your heir, so I don't treat you as your father!"

As he said that, he stabbed Viscount Hal's chest with a sword, and he pulled off the flag and threw it on the ground and stepped on it a few times. He turned around and ordered with a ferocious look on his face, "Burn the flag of this illegitimate child for me!"

Othan and others immediately said respectfully: "Sir Viscount."

As he said that, he threw the worn flag into the stove.

Viscount Hal, who had already been sank on the ground, understood why his son wanted to kill him. He murmured weakly: "Oh my God, how could there be such a misunderstanding? Is this the fate of our remaining ministers? I am unwilling to give up, I just saw the dawn."

Viscount Hal muttered to this point, his head tilted and he hung up.

Master Har, who had recovered his peace, silently looked at Viscount Har's body. After a long time, he sighed, pulled out the long sword, and said to Othan and others a little tiredly: "Immediately convey the news of my father's death to the outside world, and invite the surrounding nobles to mourn and participate in the Viscount's succession ceremony."

He waved his hand and said, "I'm a little tired, so I'll go and rest first."

"Yes, please rest assured, Lord Viscount, I will take care of it later. You can rest with peace of mind."
Chapter completed!