The horse's hooves splashed the snow on the ground and made a squeaking sound. Even in this cold winter, the training of war horses was not over. Aruod's demand for war horses became increasingly urgent. The Bogo family received orders to train and transport more war horses. The settlement formed by the Wranglers in this valley was located at the bottom of the valley. A simple manor was built for this purpose. The manor not only guaranteed the life of the Wranglers, but also made horseshoes and weapons in it. ∈‍♀

"Sir Earl, we will soon have a powerful cavalry unit." Arod and Sir Ron stood in the snow. They looked at the war horses trained by the Wrangler. The Bog family is worthy of being a family that is good at raising horses. They know how to use wheat to feed war horses to ensure their physical strength. Later, they accepted Arod's cooking of stirring eggs in wheat. Although many people think this is a very luxurious approach, fortunately hens are raised in medieval farmhouses and manors, so eggs are not uncommon.

"Drink~~~." At this moment, a group of attendants were bare-armed and lined up in two neat formations in the snow, running around the manor in the cold wind. Their faces were ashen with the cold wind, and their bodies were trembling because of the cold. However, they were forced to run under the wooden stick in the hands of the instructor. In order to train the members of the attendants to strengthen their bodies, Aruod ordered the instructor to run every morning in addition to training, and asked them not to wear shirts in the cold winter. You must know that the climate along the Baltic Sea is extremely cold, which is a harsh test for the attendants.

"Sir Earl, is it necessary?" Looking at the young men with white breath and trembling in the cold wind, even Sir Ron felt the rigorous training.

"A powerful cavalry is not just a strong war horse. Only soldiers riding on war horses have a strong will can say that we have a powerful cavalry unit, but don't worry. I have ordered Miss Shirley to come to this manor. She will prepare herbs for these young men, just drink some herbs after training." Of course, Aruod would not let his soldiers lose non-combat troops. Although there is a shortage of medical treatment and medicine in this era, there is no way out. As a former primitive primitive herbal knowledge, Miss Shirley, who taught Miss Shirley's basic disinfection knowledge in later generations, the intelligent Miss Shirley's medical skills have improved a lot compared to before.

"But there is a problem." Sir Ron said in a dilemma.

"What's the problem?" Aruod asked curiously.

"Some attendants refused to drink soup, they thought it was witchcraft, and as Catholics, they should not use pagan herbs." Sir Ron said to Arod with his hands on his waist.

"Witchcraft? That's medicine, damn bastard." Arud knew that sometimes these superstitious Catholics were really stubborn. They rejected all matters that were not Catholic things, but Arud had no way to force them directly.

"Someone is already lying on the hospital bed. Do you still want to continue to order them to train like this?" Sir Ron curled his lips. He felt that Arod was a complete realist and did not care about the beliefs of his subjects. If he cared, it was because it was profitable.

"Yes, I will solve this problem of faith, but they still have to continue training. I am their lord." Arod turned around and walked into the manor with Sir Ron. The main building of the manor was a high-top house built of wood, but a vertical building was being built in the center of the wooden house. This is a typical medieval architectural style. First, a main house is built and auxiliary rooms are added to both sides or in the middle. This horse-raising manor will eventually be built into a T-shaped structure.

"Sir Earl, the servants have prepared a banquet, please go inside." At this time, Boge and his son stood at the door of the manor waiting for Arod. At this time, the attendants' training had ended, and Arod would enjoy the meals and delicacies with them.

"Coax~~~." After a morning of training, these servants who were still growing up started to eat and chew. The young and lively personality almost overturned the manor room by the noise, but this showed that they were full of energy. Aruod held the wine glass and looked at his subordinates, and they would become the mainstay of his army.

"Ron, do you think it's difficult for our current military forces to sweep the Baltic coast?" asked Arod, leaning his back in a high-back chair, leaning his body close to Sir Ron, who was protecting himself behind him.

"Please be honest, our strength is still very weak. The east side of the coast is all the Slavs' sphere of influence. They are numerous and hate us. Without the support of the Principal of Mason, we are probably not opponents." Sir Ron knew that Arod's tactics were always full of strange ways, but the war ultimately fought for troops, equipment, supplies and morale, and these basic things will not change.

"I understand that we have a small number of people, so we have to take the elite soldiers route. As long as I have a thousand elite troops in my hand, I can defeat Kang Tuoyi, two thousand can occupy the land of the former Mecklenburg emirates, and three thousand can control the entire Baltic coast." Aruod poured a sip of wine into his mouth. He knew the importance of elite soldiers. Even a mob of thousands of people could not resist the attack of the army with a determination to die.

"I understand Count, but you have too few troops. Although the baojia soldiers have undergone strict training, I am bluntly saying that their combat effectiveness is more than enough as a security force. However, you should see their performance on the battlefield. Fortunately, you did not use them seriously against Count Lauziz this time, otherwise I would have to divide the army to take care of them." Sir Ron sighed. He understood Aruod's intention, but the baojia soldiers were just a group of farmers who were rarely even blood. When they heard the noise of the collision of weapons, some people were scared and paralyzed. It had nothing to do with whether they had been trained or not. It was a completely instinctive reaction. Why have nomadic peoples always been in an offensive position against the farming people since ancient times in the Celestial Empire? This is an instinctive bloodthirsty level.

"It's really that bad?" Aruode frowned. He was a baojia soldier who was trained according to Wang Anshi's method, but it seemed that the effect was not very obvious, which made Aruode worried. It seemed that Song's experience was not suitable for this era. He touched his chin and thought about it carefully, but at this time, a fight suddenly broke out in the house.

"Sorry, Count, these kids must be drunk." Lord Boge quickly stood up and apologized to Aruod.

"What's wrong with them? Oh my god, they were not so aggressive even on the training ground." Aruod looked at these energetic young men and felt no wonder that such fighting always occurred in most noble banquets in the Middle Ages.

"When young people fight, they will fight for the first vanity when they get drunk." Lord Bogo explained to Arod.

"Well, hiss~~~, I know who I should follow, who can make us stronger in the short term." Arod's body almost jumped out of his seat. Training might make people strong, but if we don't have the courage, it would be just a group of farmers wearing armor. However, a country once carried out a series of measures. As a result, these reforms made the entire country like a huge military camp. When every soldier heard the war, he felt not fear but ecstasy. It was this courage that made the entire country extremely powerful and finally wiped out **.

"What did you say, Count?" Sir Ron asked curiously when he heard Arod's murmuring.

"Sir Ron, we should go back." Arod could no longer sit still after thinking about how to grow and grow. He stood up and walked outside. Sir Ron hurriedly followed Arod, and pushed the servants who had already fought together, making way for Arod.

Walking on a horse on the trail to Mecklenburg, Arod was bumped by his mount, but his mind was filled with scenes of the past. When he first managed Mecklenburg, Arod wanted to build it into a prosperous land, so he encouraged commercial activities and improved agricultural technology. This measure was very effective for a backward country like Mecklenburg, but now it is different. When the Wendell family suffered a devastating blow, the support from the Principal of Mason can be said to be completely cut off. From now on, he must independently deal with the invasion of the Slavs. If he was just rich like the Song Dynasty, he would become a lamb or a fat pig to be slaughtered. It is difficult to protect himself, and how can he take revenge on the powerful Duke of Bavaria?

"I remember watching a TV series. What was Shang Jun's military reform at that time? The military merit system, yes, yes, use military merit to exchange for titles to inspire soldiers' battles, and also improve the inheritance system of the nobles. The children of nobles who have no military merits will not be able to inherit the land." The more Aruod thought about it, he became more excited. His hands holding the reins became tighter and tighter, and unconsciously made the war horse under his crotch neigh.

"Swoosh~~~." Suddenly an arrow shot out from the bushes beside the trail. Fortunately, Arodler tightened the reins and stopped the war horse. The arrow flew over in front of Arod.
Chapter completed!