In the middle of winter, in the training camp outside Mecklenburg, some soldiers lit bonfires to keep warm. In the open space surrounded by several tents in the camp, the sound of metal collisions of ping-ping sounded. At first, they knew that someone was fighting with a sword. If someone was walking, they could see between the blue and dead leaves yellow tents. Two soldiers were fighting here. They wore fully enclosed iron helmets on their heads and hinges inserted in their open and closed masks.

They were wearing heavy leather armor. The chain mail was so precious. It would be a bad thing if it was broken. The sword they were holding in their hands was a practice heavy sword without a sharp edge. However, the difference this time was that only one party was holding a practice sword. ↗

"Dang~~~." The heavy sword collided with another sword, but then it separated with sparks, but it soon collided again, and there were several blows in one breath, whether it was the high-level sword force or the low-level sword force.

"Master Yifu, do you need a rest?" At this time, the warrior holding a heavy sword made a dull sound from his mask. It turned out to be Sir Ron, and the one who fought against him was Aruod's brother Yifu.

"Next to hit Sir Ron, I'll get familiar with my new right hand as soon as possible." Ifu gasped for a few times, but his voice was filled with excitement and joy. He wore a prosthetic made of leather and iron on his right hand. The front end of the prosthetic was a sharp sword shining with a shining light.

"It's Lord Ifu." Sir Ron heard Ifu's words and stopped clenching the heavy sword and continuing to attack. Anyone who has used the sword knows that the sword must be more flexible as it is used, and even if his sword is his arm.

"It seems that Lord Yifu likes this new prosthetic very much." Ouen and Arud stood in the camp and watched, and were satisfied with the tool and weapon he had made himself. The prosthetic was made entirely based on the front end of the human arm. It took a lot of effort.

"That's right, Ifu replaced the warhammer and try it. Xiao Shaun, you go down and try it." Aruod said loudly to Ifu on the battlefield. On the prosthetic limbs made for Ifu, there are three weapons: sword, hammer and crossbow, two types of weapons: fake hands and hook living tools.

"Okay." Yifu took off the hinge of his mask with his left hand. He uncovered his mask and exhaled a stream of white breath. His face turned red like a cooked one. The attendants Harren and Little Pine quickly held the box, replaced the sword on his right hand, and replaced it with a warhammer. The front end of the warhammer was made like a person clenching his fist. The fingers and joints of the fist were pecked out carefully, and there was a sharp spike in his fist. Only master-level smelters like Oun and Newman could complete it.

"Give you a shield Sean." Sean was wearing a nose-protecting iron helmet, a leather armor, a pointed wooden shield in his left hand, a single knife in his right hand, and a small dagger on his waist. Xiao Shane was good at agile weapons, so Aruod wanted to use Xiao Shane to test Yifu's flexibility.

"Peng." Yifu saw Xiao Shane standing in front of him, shouted and swung his right hand and smashed it. The warhammer hit the shield and made a loud bang. They wrestled with each other and kicked the thick snow on the ground.

"Haha. It's fun now." Aroud looked at the fight between Ifu and the soldiers, and couldn't help but smile with his arms. Ifu, who was originally an excellent soldier, now that he had this prosthetic limb, made him feel even more powerful. And Ifu told Aroud that he was not a lord's material and entrusted Lauziz County to Aroud to manage. He would rather stay with Aroud as a general. Aroud was not greedy for the land of Lauziz County, but Ifu really hated the fact that the management of the territory was true, so he sent monk Elvit to Lauziz County and temporarily became the palace minister there to help Yifu manage the territory. However, in this way, the affairs of Mecklenburg County were large and small on Aroud himself.

After watching Ifu's practice in the training camp, Arod was about to return to Mecklenburg to handle all the affairs of his territory. Since Arod issued the military decree, it caused a lot of sensation in Mecklenburg. However, most people still waited and watched. Because the nobles paid the military tax, they generally believed that this was Arod's trick to deceive himself into joining the army and ignored it, while the civilians believed that such a good thing was impossible.

"Father, do you know that the Count has issued a new decree?" In a house, the nobleman Bert walked in braved the wind and snow. The house was from the Jin family who had just finished the lawsuit with Arod. Bert strode to the fireplace. His wife burned the fireplace very vigorously. Walking in the wind and snow, he would inevitably pour snow cement into his boots, and his feet were numb as if they were wood. Bert took off his boots and approached the crackling campfire. The warmth immediately made him squint his eyes comfortably. His second son Harold said, sitting at the wooden table.

"I don't care what is said, it probably has nothing to do with us." Bert twisted his body and said to his second son. What he cared more about was the Earl's regulations on land taxes, which was closely related to the livelihood of the Jin family.

"My brother, why do you care about this? Do you have any plans to join the Earl's army? Haha, but that's right. You will have to leave this home by the spring next year. We can't keep idle anymore." Bert's eldest son leaned on the wooden chair and looked at Harold squintly. As the eldest son, he has the right to inherit all of Bert's land and property, and his brother is just a submissive person. But even so, Harold will always threaten him in this home, and his wife will blow in his ears every night.

"Hurry up and send your brother away. If your old and confused father share the property that day, I think you may not even be able to catch this house." Whenever Bert's eldest son looked at his younger brother, his wife's words always appeared in his mind. After a long time, he would not be able to see his younger brother.

"Sandy, you should live in harmony with your brothers. We are a family, and you need your brother to help you organize the farmland." Bert frowned, helpless with his lazy eldest son. If possible, he really doesn't want to leave his property to Shandy, but God's laws and lord's laws do not allow him to do so. Unless Shandy is willing to Harold continue to stay here, when next spring comes, the adult Harold will leave with a horse and a few luggage and embark on a journey to find a way out for himself. Whether he becomes a great man or a villain beggar in the process of venturing, he can only leave to fate.

"Don't worry, brother, I would rather go to the army than stay here." Harold paused the cup in his hand. The milk in the cup was diluted like water. It must have been the ones his sister-in-law who was in charge of food. He finally couldn't help but say a word, and stood up and opened the door and walked out.

"Hmph, this guy who doesn't know how to be grateful." Shandi moved his butt in anger, and the wooden chair he sat down made a creaking sound.

"Crack, creak~~~." Harold stepped on the thick snow, and he wrapped his cloak hard on his body. The sword at his waist made a jingle sound. He came to the entrance of a village where his family was. On a big tree at the entrance of the village, he was nailed with the new lord decree issued by Arod. A soldier from Mecklenburg was sitting under the tree and was pouring wine into his mouth. In this cold weather, only drinking some wine can keep warm.

"What is it said? Can you read it again?" Harold hugged his arms, and he shivered all over his body. He raised his head to look at the nails on the tree and asked the guardian soldier.

"Well, I'll go find a servant." The soldier glanced at Harold. If it weren't for his noble identity, he would have ignored it. He stood up and went to the farmhouse next to him to find a young servant.

"Listen, this is the military merit system law issued by the Earl of Mecklenburg. If you are willing to join the Earl's army, you can enjoy these treatments. As a noble first-level lord, killing an enemy officer, granting land, three portions of cottages, one servant, one place, one place

The second-level second-level Lord killed five enemy officers and awarded five lands and promoted five servants in a manor.

The third-level 3 Lord killed ten enemy officers and awarded land for ten villages to improve the title of ten servants

Commander wins a battle with a hundred people, and wins a small victory with a small official, and a military merits with a high official, and three military merits.

Three officials with more than a thousand people won the victory and six officials with military achievements.

Military merits can be discounted to money, lower-class civilians can be compensated for the second-level military merits, including the family's punishment, one level three level three can be compensated for the punishment.

The noble class can get a punishment of one military merit once, level two, level three, level three, level five, and level five. At the same time, the treatment of each level in the army is different." The little servant read Harold in a crisp voice, and Harold's eyes brightened as he heard it. At this time, the voice of the little servant also attracted the attention of others in the village. They all gathered around and watched the scene in front of him.

"I want to join the Count's army, what should I do?" Harold excitedly grabbed the little servant's arm and asked him loudly.

"Just just go to Mecklenburg barracks to report with your own weapons and armor." The attendant said to Harold.

"I, I have a sword, but what if I don't have armor?" Harold lived under someone's roof. Even the sword on his waist was a gift given by his father when he was an adult. It can be said that everything he has now belongs to his brother.

"It's okay, you can get a pair of armor in the Mecklenburg military camp, but when you have achieved military achievements, you have to make up for the money." The young attendant replied to Harold.
Chapter completed!