"Sir Earl, are the military rituals you compiled too large? Where can our territory support a legion of tens of thousands of people?" When Julian took the military rituals in his hand, he couldn't help but raise his doubts. The military force that Arod's territory could bear was only about 3,000, which means that according to this military ritual, could only form three companies.

"This is just a structure. At present, we only need to maintain it to one company. Remember that the price of soldiers is strength rather than too many." Arod waved his hand indifferently. Although he hoped that he could protect Mecklenburg County with a thousand elite soldiers, Arod also knew that the maintenance cost of this company was also a huge burden for an earl.

"Sir Earl, why are there no heavy cavalry in your army? Although I am ignorant, a military theory of heavy cavalry winning is emerging among the vassal states. When you deal with the rebels, you also showed me the huge power of heavy cavalry, but in your military teachings, you did not leave a place for heavy cavalry?" Julian is worthy of being an educated by orthodox knights since he was a child. He soon discovered the strangeness in the teachings.

"That's because this is an infantry ritual, and I'm compiling the cavalry ritual." Arod used his finger joints to gently tap the wooden table in front of him. He was very happy with Julian's keen observation.

"You mean to form a cavalry yourself. My beloved Count. If you don't enfeoff the knights' fief, you may not be able to afford a heavy cavalry at all, unless you are borne by the church like the knights." Julian shook his head and disagreed with Arod's whimsical thoughts. A heavy cavalry must have two high-quality horses, and the cavalry must be equipped with iron helmets, shields, chain mail, a sharp sword, and several spears. This complete set of equipment costs enough for the family of a peasant for several years. In order to assist the knights and heavy cavalry, they also have to train several attendants and infantry. Therefore, only by enfeoff the knights' fief can this property and personnel burden be distributed, and the burden and cultivation of the knights can the heavy cavalry's war skills be guaranteed. The more knights the nobles are, the stronger the strength of the nobles.

"I have no objection to feudal law. I just found that the fiefs of the knights often have to bear infantry sergeants and management, which made the knights develop a limited number of heavy cavalry and distracted them. I hope they can live and train in special knight guilds in my castle like the knights of the church. As for fiefs they can have, in order to accommodate their families and have a stable economic income."

"This, my Count, you have a good idea, but I suggest you have a proper reason to summon the knights. Otherwise, those unruly knights will not take your own."

"Yeah. The church is the core of spiritual content in the name of God. Then we will gather the knights with the spirit of the Teutonic people as the core." Arod clenched his fists, his eyes revealing the glory of folds, and this moment has been hovering in his mind for a long time.

"Teutonic people? Well. This is an ancient tradition and spiritual connotation, which is quite attractive. After all, the tradition of the Teutonic people, a branch of the Germans, has been passed down by the people today." Julian was shocked when he heard Arod's words. He did not expect Arod to announce this suddenly. However, after thinking about it carefully, the Teutonic people have lived on the Baltic Sea coast of the north bank of the Elbe River since ancient times. Isn't this the location of Mecklenburg County.

"Yes, I want to build a guild of the Teutonic Knights in the castle, so that these Teutonic Knights can live and train in the building, and swear allegiance to me." Arod was in a state of great emotion, and finally he had created the Teutonic Knights that he had been dreaming of. The boy was not excited by the Teutonic Knights who were wearing strong armor, ox-horned helmets, white cross-skirts, holding a rifle and mace in his hands and shouting and fighting in the charge.

"My Count, although your idea is very shocking to me, we should come step by step. First of all, we need to attract knights to our county, otherwise without these elites, your Teutonic Knights can only be a dream." Julian looked at Arod, who was in a frenzy and couldn't help but pour some cold water on him. This Count has spent money like water recently. The monk Elvit, who is in charge of finance, has hinted in front of him many times, hoping that he can persuade Arod to spend money to save a little, and that Arod's Earl's medal ceremony has not been arranged yet, and this Count also had a whimsical hope to form the Teutonic Knights.

"Hey, I know that this is not something that can be accomplished overnight, but when it comes to attracting the knights, I have an idea and can also bring prosperity to our county." Aruod wiped the corners of his mouth, Taotao talked for a long time, and it was really a quarrel.

"Dear Count, what's your idea?" Julian became interested when he heard Arod's words. After all, this young Count has the title of Zhido Star.

"Aren't I about to hold an earl's medal ceremony? I'd rather celebrate it in my territory, and find artists and bards who travel between countries, and hold a knights' competition in our newly built arena, inviting knights from all over the country to come and compete." Arod said to Julian.

"Oh, this is a good idea. Not all the knights have fiefs, and there are also poor people who can participate in a martial arts competition. If they win, they will have a good harvest of reputation and wealth. We can also select excellent knights from them to persuade them."

"So, Julian, please feel free to train our soldiers according to the military exercises. My ambition is not just Mecklenburg County. This Baltic territory will sooner or later be included in our bags." Arod patted Julian on the shoulder and said to Julian with a smile.

"Oh, Count, do you have such great ambition?" Julian was shocked again by Arod's words. The young Count was really ambitious. Some nobles might have only defended a little bit of land left by their ancestors in their lifetime. After he obtained a county, he was not satisfied and wanted to include all the territory of the Slavs. This is a royal family. Oh no, those powerful tribal dukes almost dared to think about it. Julian couldn't help but associate it with it. No wonder Arod had refused to enfeoff vassals. Maybe he planned to conquer the entire Baltic territories before carrying out a large vestige. Thinking of this, Julian couldn't help but tremble because of excitement.

"Julian, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Arod saw Julian trembling and thought he was feeling uncomfortable and sick. He asked with concern. Julian was extremely competent as Arod's friend and personal servant. He could be said to be Arod's right-hand man. If he fell ill, Arod would really not be able to find someone to replace him.

"No, I'm fine. I've never been so good. Please rest assured. I will definitely complete your military exercises seriously." Julian reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then straightened his body and clenched his right fist to hit his heart, and performed a Roman military salute advocated by Arod.

"Very good, my friend, I know you are reliable." Arod was also happy for Julian's enthusiasm. An ambitious nobleman could inspire his subordinates to move forward bravely. After all, when Arod reached the peak of power, his ministers would also rise.

"It seems to be confused by the count." Julian stood in the open space of the Rage Lion Castle, desperately pulling his thoughts back from Arod's vision of the future. He looked at the eyes in front of him that lost their luster and was filled with numb expressions. The ragged slaves couldn't help but shake their heads. However, he knew his responsibilities well, so he took a deep breath, "Okay, you damn bugs and rookies, line up immediately and divide the children and women to the other side. The men stood up with their chests."

With Julian's loud shouts, the slaves were panicked. Although most of them were not Germans, in the demonstration of the Germans, the slaves stood loose in four rows. However, there was a little accident when they separated the women and children. When the soldiers pulled the women and children apart, some of the slaves tried to protect their families and had friction with the soldiers. However, they were soon beaten to the ground by the soldiers with an old punch. The cry of the women and children sounded, and they seemed to think that these new masters were going to force them to break up.

"Don't worry, you will be well taken care of." Just when the chaotic scene was a little out of control, Leila appeared among the crying women and children. Her sweet voice comforted the ears of these women and children who had been tortured for many times, and actually made these people gradually quiet down and looked at the pure girl in front of her curiously.

"My father, my father." A little boy who was wearing a thick linen bag and rubbed his eyes with his dirty hands cried and wanted to rush to the knocked slave in the field, but there were many strong soldiers between them. It was impossible to break through the blockade of the little boy who was weak alone.

"Stop crying, don't worry, Lord Julian is not a bad person." Leila reached out and gently wiped the little boy's tears with her handkerchief, and gently stroked his back with her own hands, gradually calming down the little boy's emotions.
Chapter completed!