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Chapter Eleven, Expedition

Open the arsenal and take out the long-clogged weapon. Hudson's good mood disappeared without a trace in an instant.

I was originally planning to "skip" but when I saw the pile of broken copper and iron in front of me, even if I didn't, I wouldn't be able to make waves on the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Baron Redman was also a little embarrassed. Although he knew that there was nothing good in his arsenal, it was so bad that it was still a bit unexpected.

"The family is not rich and cannot buy too many weapons and armor. In the arsenal there are seventy-two pairs of armor, thirty-six battle axes, forty-eight fighting axes, ninety-seven scimitars, and one hundred and eighty-seven spears...

These are all family accumulations. Although they are a bit old, they can still kill people. Let’s make do with it first. If you gain something on the battlefield, it’s not too late to change your clothes.”

Baron Redman said a little embarrassedly.

I originally wanted to leave some weapons and armor so that I could not lose all of them. Now it seems that I am completely over-concerned. Although the pile of broken copper and iron in front of me was well sealed, it is still difficult to hide the traces of time.

Especially the armor, many of them were stripped off and scattered directly all over the ground. Even if they could be sewn together again, the thick rust could not be concealed.

Hudson picked up a piece casually and squeezed it hard, but it did not disappoint him. The aphrodisiac turned into powder directly.

Seeing this scene, Baron Redman decisively chose to flash people. It was so embarrassing that he had no shame to stay.

Of course, this cannot be entirely blamed. No major war has occurred in recent decades, and small-scale conflicts are enough to carry a guard.

Just by looking at the equipment of the guard, they are all of them with good weapons and armor, which is enough to prove that he is a martial head of the family.

As for the arsenal, there is nothing to do. Weapons also have service life. If they are not used for a long time, the best way is to seal them.

It is not easy to seal weapons and armor. You need to ask a magician to take action. You will not open the seal until you use it.

But no matter how well the sealed one is, it is hard to withstand the erosion of time. The data on paper can barely be equipped with 500 soldiers, but in fact, less than one-third of the data can be used.

This is just useful. If you are picky about the quality, you may be described as beautifying it by using ten or ten non-saves. Anyway, looking around, few of them are intact.

Having come to this point, Hudson had nothing to say. He quickly sent the damaged weapons to the blacksmith shop for repair, and the amount of rescue can be calculated as much as possible.

In fact, this is also a beautiful vision. In such a short time, even if the blacksmiths in the territory work day and night, they can't repair a few.

Better than nothing, Hudson could only settle for the second best and equip the soldiers with the most primitive weapon - the spear. It is not a normal weapon, but a bamboo-cutting into a spear.

In order to gain stronger defense, Hudson also mobilized the leaders to make "shields". There is no doubt that this is not a conventional shield, but a Western shell product made of bamboo.

If you want to use this thing to block the weapon, you probably have no hope. But your opponent is a rebel! You can judge others by yourself and your own army is all this kind of thing. How can the rebels have complete weapons and armor?

Even if it is useless on the battlefield, these preparations are not in vain. A slight modification is added to add a movable bamboo board and put on a rope, which makes you look like a turtle shell.

You can carry dry food normally, and when you go to the battlefield, you can also increase the confidence of soldiers. In case of encountering enemies holding wooden sticks, you can also play a defensive role.

The main reason is that the time is too short, so we can only make some simple tools. Otherwise, Hudson would not have been so passive.

Of course, the equipment of the lower-level soldiers cannot be seen, which does not mean that he, the knight, is also so miserable.

Knight swords, war horses, armor, and all the equipment that knights should have. Even ten knight attendants were assigned to the corresponding armor and weapons.

In this regard, Baron Redman was still not stingy. As for the miserable equipment of ordinary soldiers, Hudson would rather believe that it was powerless.

The main war came too suddenly. If you received information from the beginning, with the productivity of the territory, you could no longer produce 180 weapons.

...

Time flies, and the three-day deadline passes by. Riding a tall horse, wearing bright armor, and carrying a knight's sword, Hudson sets off with five hundred "well-trained" soldiers under the farewell of everyone.

The momentum of "heroic and proud" did not last long. Not long after leaving his own territory, the originally neat team became scattered, making Hudson furious.

The two-day training session in love has been a loneliness. The so-called well-trained one is just for the elders of the hometown to see it, and the true nature will be revealed as soon as it comes out.

As a last resort, Hudson had no choice but to slow down his marching speed. He originally planned to travel 60 miles a day, but was forced to cut it to forty miles.

You should know that this is a small army march, but it only carries more than a dozen kilograms of dry food with you, without heavy logistics supplies.

Such speed is simply a turtle's speed. Forget it, I won't insult the turtle anymore. The turtle that has become a monster is much faster than this.

As the speed slows down, the situation will improve a lot in an instant. Although it is not enough to be expected, at least the basic queue is still retained so that it will not run around.

Needless to think about Hudson, Hudson also knew that the officer he appointed temporarily was unqualified and did not lead the soldiers below.

But there is no way. The officers who are a little capable these days are basically nobles, so how can he command them?

As for recruiting wandering knights as officers, it’s better to take a shower and go to bed. There will be everything in your dreams. The baron won’t have enough brothers to gain enough resources. How can he afford to support a knight?

In a sense, evaluating the strength of a nobleman can tell by judging the number of knights under his command.

Basically, being able to support more than ten knights can be considered a middle-class noble. If you want to step into the threshold of a great noble, at least you must have hundreds of knights under your command.

Of course, this is just Hudson's personal subjective judgment and is not representative. If you want to become a great noble, these are definitely not enough, otherwise the great nobles would be too cheap.

Taking the Koslo family as an example, with its strong fertility, it has grown everywhere. Now, the knights distributed all over the country are estimated to have hundreds of people.

However, because the territory was too scattered and the power could not be concentrated, the Koslo family was still considered small nobles.

It is nothing more than relying on the prosperity of the people, he speaks more toughly in the aristocratic circle than ordinary little nobles.
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