When Johnson entered the Patrol Office to spy on the situation, Zhou Qingfeng inspected his real heavy infantry in the territory outside the city.

On the wide training ground, five hundred carefully selected soldiers were training in forged iron armor, thick iron helmets, and sharp spears.

Because multiple queues are constantly moving, the sand on the site is flying repeatedly. The ground is repeatedly stepped on by neat steps, and it has become a solid plane.

The orders of low-level officers and the shouts of soldiers echoed each other and spread to all directions. The officers and soldiers all sweated and had heavy breaths, and repeated boring training movements thousands of times.

The powerful families in the north only use serf soldiers, and the knights have only a small number of armed servants. Such a large-scale infantry cluster is really rare.

Ranger Ma Han was amazed at the intensity of the training. He followed Zhou Qingfeng and whispered: "Hisser Hugo, you have practiced soldiers as nobles. This..."

"Isn't this good?" Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and asked. Today he specially called the ranger who liked to fight with shields and asked the other party to visit his heavy infantry.

"Of course." Ma Han affirmed first, but asked again: "But this cost..."

spend?

Of course the cost is huge.

In order to maintain its own ruling system, the "Harmony Chamber of Commerce" is desperately purchasing grain from the south. Recently, the grain prices in Hanfeng City have been rising, driving the grain prices in the entire northern region to rise.

"Riqiangling" has too many full-time populations and its own agricultural production is seriously insufficient, so it must rely on external input.

Zhou Qingfeng can still hold on, after all, there is a lot of production in his territory and there is no shortage of platinum coins. As long as the trade continues, there is no problem.

But an army not only needs to eat and drink enough, but also needs to provide a large amount of equipment and consumption materials. These are bottomless pits that need to be filled in every day and every month.

This bottomless pit is too deep, and the "Rich and Strong Leader" can only support a few hundred permanent troops. For example, urban management can only be considered a mess.

On the training ground, there were ten people in a row and three heavy infantry in a row, advancing in an orderly manner. All the soldiers were between fifteen and twenty years old.

All grassroots commanders have received training from the Arcane Research Association, and at least master the basic knowledge of the junior high school. This is already a very educated army.

In order to build this armed force, the money spent is not just tens of thousands or tens of thousands. More of it is a large amount of difficult-to-get supplies.

Where do the supplies come from?

More than half came from digging the corners of the powerful and powerful people in the Hanfeng City. After digging for half a year, the foundation of the nobles in the city was loose, leaving only the lonely superstructure clamoring in the parliament in the Winter Hall.

According to the situation reported by the "Harmony Chamber of Commerce" from other places, other powerful people in Hanfeng City were also engaged in military preparations, but they could no longer hold on.

All families are facing an extremely strange economic situation, making more and more money, but their power is constantly declining. This is like a "blunt knife cutting flesh", which is extremely uncomfortable.

All this is in return for the rapid growth of the "Rich and Strong Leader" power.

Zhou Qingfeng stretched out his hand, and a magical gem was in the palm of his hand.

"This gem is sealed with 'shield technique', 'blessing technique' and 'demonic weapon'. I plan to issue one to each soldier..."

Ma Han interrupted in surprise, "Every soldier?"

"Yes, every soldier." Zhou Qingfeng replied affirmatively.

This is not a problem of spending. It is difficult to buy hundreds of magical gems that store three first-level arcane magic magic tricks with money.

Although the three magics will not last too long, think about the attacks of 500 heavy infantry soldiers who have strengthened their attack defense and even received blessings.

Unless the strongest long-legged family was brought back, no one in Hanfeng City could withstand it.

"His Excellency Hugo, do you mean..."

Ma Han couldn't figure out the reason why he called him. He just thought that there was a task to him. Now it seemed that the task seemed to be different from what he expected.

Zhou Qingfeng spoke gently and sighed: "I heard Adrian say that you will always charge forward and retreat behind in the team. Your courage and calmness are the strongest support for your companions."

This sounded like a compliment, but when Ma Han heard this, his expression darkened and he lowered his head and whispered: "No, no. I used to..."

"I won't care about what happened before." Zhou Qingfeng patted Ma Han on the shoulder, "Adrian said you want to avenge the nobles in Hanfeng City and want to cut down a few noble heads.

I also want to find an infantry commander who is brave and calm, who can lead his subordinates to charge forward and retreat behind. There are not many such people. Come and do this position."

Ma Han was stunned by this, "I...? Why is it me?"

"Why can't it be you?" Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "You can't let Todd do it, right? That guy can only lead the No. 500 infantry to charge continuously, either killing the enemy or exhausting himself.

Military command is an art, especially in commanding infantry combat. It is not as fast as cavalry, not as flexible as archers, and not as powerful as wizards. But if heavy infantry is used well, it can sweep everything and destroy everything."

With Zhou Qingfeng's words, Ma Han's shoulders trembled irresistibly. He was forcibly restraining his inner emotions, but his excitement overflowed from his face.

"You really want me to command such a team? I mean, this is a joke, right?

I haven't been in the territory for a long time. For a person who is not noble in his background and even has stains, this must be a joke."

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and smiled and said, "This is not a joke. I will issue you a formal appointment letter to inform everyone in the territory.

I will equip you with deputy positions and staff and arrange logistics. A 'Touch of Scholars' is indispensable to master the military regulations and command norms. I invite you to come today and I will also ask for your opinions."

Ma Han's throat became unable to move up and down. He tried hard to keep his voice from being distorted, but suddenly shed tears and even choked so hard that he could not breathe.

"I never thought about it. I used to be a coward, I didn't come forward when my companions needed it. I couldn't overcome fear, I lost all my reputation and dignity.

No, no, I admit, I did think that one day... maybe my efforts will be recognized. Maybe some superiors can accept me again.

But my efforts have been repeated and ridiculed again and again. I hate the nobles in Hanfeng City because they have always looked down on me. I know this seems too utilitarian, but..."

Ma Han is older than Zhou Qingfeng and is almost the same size. As he talks, he burst into tears and cries like a child.

Zhou Qingfeng asked in a deep voice: "So your choice is..."

Ma Han simply knelt down on one knee and lowered his head to swore.

"I, Alfred Mahan, the abandoned son of the Thayer family, a wanderer who has turned against glory, a man who is determined to clear away shame and guilt. I am willing to offer my only loyalty to Lord Victor Hugo.

I should be fearless and courageous, bold and upright, and rather die than surrender. The point of your sword is the way I move forward. If I violate my oath, I wish my soul would have no place to belong, and I would be nailed to the wall after death and suffer forever."

The oath is loud and sounds like gold and stone.

A dream that has been in existence for more than ten years is finally coming true today.

Zhou Qingfeng pulled Mahan up and said in a deep voice: "I, Victor Hugo, accept the oath of Alfred Mahan in the name of the lord of the 'Rich and Strong Leader' and granted the position of commander of the infantry regiment.

You can decide on your own name and flag of the troops and can tell this appointment to anyone worthy of notification. Regardless of your past, you have restored your reputation and glory.

The situation in Hanfeng City is getting worse and worse. I don’t want to go to war with any force. But the enemy will not sit idly by and gain an absolute advantage, so the battle preparation still needs to be done. Because accidents may happen at any time."

Ma Han stood up, and for a moment he was full of enthusiasm. He looked cruel and said firmly: "Don't worry, you can't gather the rotten garbage in Hanfeng City at all.

With such a heavy infantry, I can take any nobleman out of my body. Unless my team dies to the last one, no force will endanger your safety."

Zhou Qingfeng laughed and said happily: "It's not that serious. I'm not a weak scum. At least I am commanding a cavalry team."

Not far from the training ground, a hundred light cavalry were racing past the horses, and the wind swept away the clouds. This cavalry equipment was even more luxurious than the heavy infantry. People were like tigers, horses were like dragons, and the sound of hooves was rumbling. The shiny flowers were shining from far to near.

Further apart, Xili is teaching a group of wizard apprentices to learn arcane. The elves have extremely strong talents in this regard.
Chapter completed!