Rise In Calradia

　　 Two weeks have passed since Byron’s stay in Dehrim, and Jamila’s bill has been billed twice.

　　 The various expenses are listed in detail, so Byron can sit in a chair and pour a glass of wine, enjoy and calculate the next plan.

　　 After half a month, Byron spent about two hundred dinars. Half of these seven were spent on communication, and the rest was for the normal consumption and training needs of the team members.

　　Byron is very comfortable during this time, he can walk around the city, or go out of the city to find Fatis and Bandak for training and inspect his soldiers.

　　 In the past half month, Byron's various skills have been significantly improved.

　　【One-handed weapon proficiency +7; two-handed weapon proficiency +10; pole weapon proficiency +5; crossbow proficiency +12;]

　　 And most importantly, Byron's level has increased by 1 level, and his attribute points have also been added to his strength.

　　With the extra points, Byron increased his one-handed proficiency to 55. Now he can fight against Fatis with a sword and a shield in one hand, and Byron can support him for a while.

　　 After more professional training, Byron's untrained light infantry has added two more.

　　【Army

　　 Troop leader: Byron;

　　 Leader command force limit: 60 (* Soldiers exceeding the limit will cause morale decline and other unpredictable consequences)

　　Size: Team

　　 Byron

　　Fatis

　　 Bandak

　　 Yamila

　　 caravan guard *10;

　　The lack of training Swadia light infantry*5

　　 Swadia Militia *3

　　 Swadia militia who lack training *10

　　 farmer*5

　　 Weekly payable salary: 137

　　 Morale: 90; high; basic morale: 50; supply bonus: 10; short-term morale bonus: battle victory: 5; loot: 10; environment comfort: 15]

　　 Now Byron has a team of more than 30 people, and the cart has also been replaced by a carriage. There are six freight carriages that are common on the street. For a team of this size, it should be enough to go to the north to do business.

　　Byron also began to purchase thick fur and cotton jackets to provide warmth for his troops as they traveled through the Vekia snowfield.

　　 At the same time, Byron also armed himself and several important teammates.

　　 Byron now has three layers of protection on his body, the soft armor inside, the chain armor in the middle, a breastplate made of plate armor, and the thick cotton armor on the outer layer, which is good for warmth and protection. The legs and arms are also protected by metal armor, and the helmet is equipped with a nose guard. This outfit didn't cost Byron's dinars, especially the breastplate, although it was not a good product, but after the size was changed, it still cost 120 dinars.

　　Fatis’ outfit is similar to Byron, except for a breastplate. Not enough Fatis has an armored military horse, a lance that Byron bought for 50 dinars, and a kite-shaped shield. Now Fatis is the real heavy cavalry.

　　 Bandak’s cotton armor is also a good-quality chain mail. On his head, he wears a pot helmet that Rhodok soldiers like to use. The weapons are still heavy crossbows and war hammers.

　　 As for Yamila, in addition to the thick outer jacket, there are also leather armor suitable for her figure and a lock armor with an improved chest position, which is very suitable for her.

These equipment plus the winter coats of the team members and the supplies of the troika and camping supplies. Byron prepared a whole package of flannelette, and he also bought more than 100 pounds of charcoal from the charcoal worker, Byron. It cost 700 dinars.

　　 There are not many people who know Byron's peony logo. Even if they know it, they will compare Byron with those ordinary mercenary teams.

　　A businessman with a team of soldiers is already the highest evaluation.

　　Byron wants to achieve his own goals, with huge power and wealth, then he must act.

　　 With this thought in mind, Byron came to his farm, when the farmers he hired were busy working.

　　 Take care of food and housing. There are free wine and a few dinars every month. Many serfs and farmers who can’t make it through hope to work here. The treatment he drove was no worse than that of servants in rich people's homes.

　　 "Fatis, call us all, the weather is getting warmer, we should also go to the north to see."

　　 Byron looked at the recruits who were training with his hips akimbo, his expression was not good.

　　 Those soldiers are obviously doing something perfunctory, which he would not agree with.

　　 "Maybe we should train for a while, until their sword hands stop shaking."

　　Fatis understood Byron's thoughts. He knew that his captain wanted to go north, but he was worried that these soldiers were not strong enough.

　　 "No, don't let these rural ruffians and farmers suffer a little bit of blood, they won't understand how important what they learn is to their lives."

　　Byron said helplessly to Fatis.

　　 "You are a little too impatient. You only have one life. You don't have to be so anxious to tell them this."

　　Fatis glanced at the failures and prayed for the soldiers who died before.

　　 "The sooner you understand some things, the better."

　　Byron didn't explain much.

　　 "Assemble them after lunch, I have to tell them where we are going."

　　 After saying this, Byron planned to turn around and leave, but Fattis' subsequent words kept him.

　　 "I can see that you desire to have a strong army."

　　 "I really meant this."

　　Byron put down his feet and turned his head slightly.

　　 "But you don't want to be a robber or just a mercenary captain."

　　 "If I can, I would naturally want to avoid that and not touch those sinful things."

　　 "But it's hard to imagine that there is no hidden purpose in training my own soldiers instead of temporarily hiring a team of mercenaries, and paying so much cost."

　　 "So what, Fattis?"

　　 Byron completely turned around and stared at the opponent's glasses, he found that Fattis knew a little too much.

　　 "I just need to remind you that if you need a real army, it is not enough to rely on a miscellaneous army armed with mercenaries and peasants."

　　Fatis’ expression remained unchanged, and UU’s tone of reading www.uukanshu.com was the same as before. But his words attracted Byron.

　　 "Perhaps, how do we solve this?"

　　 Byron asked seriously.

"A peasant, except when the lord needs it, they don’t touch their weapons. But the son of a knight wields a wooden sword when he is five years old, and when he is ten he must be able to pull a longbow and use crossbow arrows. Learn how to take care of war horses."

"When he was sixteen years old, his family had already prepared the clothes he deserves as a knight, and let him fight for the title himself. Whether he succeeds or not, he has become a good fighter. Even most people are. Chivalry is no longer taken seriously, this tradition still exists."

　　 "If you really want the nobles to see you equally, then you are more than a mercenary captain. You must have strong fighters, brave knights, and outstanding commanders in your army."

　　 "When the number of troops with this composition reaches a certain number, you will find that even if there is no title, no nobleman dares to look down on you. Even the king will welcome you in his palace."

　　Fatis’ words awakened Byron. This is not a game after all. It would be very difficult for a farmer to upgrade a soldier to become a heavy cavalry.

　　 The judgment of this golden finger system is very correct. If you can't ride a horse, you can't upgrade to a cavalry. If you don't get banned, you won't be able to upgrade to a knight. Even if the equipment is the same or even better, he is still not a knight.

　　 If Byron wants to do something big, he must get the support of those who are above it.

　　 "Very correct, Fattis. But why are you telling me this?"

　　Byron nodded, holding his hands and looking at Fatis with a puzzled look.