Ten days later, Art led a dozen strong men in black robes and cloaks and swaggered all the way to the city of Tyniec from the south.
In the Tyniec Municipal Hall, Viscount Pierre stood by the window of the official office and looked at the patrol soldiers in black robes and capes neatly arranged in the small square downstairs. He turned to Art who was sitting on the wooden bench and said: "Man, you are better than I thought. You can still do it in one winter. I have really assembled this patrol team. Well, it looks more powerful than the sergeants in the city's security team." Art twisted his posture and said to Viscount Pierre, "Sir, these are the patrol soldiers I have carefully selected. They all have the courage to kill thieves and suppress bandits."
Viscount Pierre glanced at Art and Ron, who was standing upright behind Art, and said: "Well, you should go to the clerk's office as soon as possible to register the patrol soldiers. I will write a letter to report the completion of the patrol team to the Palace Minister of Security. In addition, the winter is about to end, and Provence and Lombardy are still fighting fiercely in the central front in the south. The fortress of Verno on the eastern front was just recaptured by Duke Vladislav last month, but at the beginning of this month there was another Occupied by Lombardy, and now the war in the east has begun to spread to the north, we will face greater refugee pressure, and the southern region of Tyniec will be even more chaotic, so you have to do your part and lead your patrol to maintain the security and stability of the southern region. "
Art nodded in agreement, and then politely made a request for money and food, "Sir, there are more than a dozen mouths in the patrol waiting for food supply, you see~"
Viscount Pierre sat back in his chair, tapping the table with his right hand to interrupt Art's words, "Okay, I don't want to hear you cry about poverty and nagging you. You didn't disappoint me, so I will allocate you another 500 pounds of grain, 1,200 pfennig military pay, and three military tents."
At was overjoyed, and just as he was about to express his gratitude, Viscount Pierre continued: "Don't be too happy, my money and food will not be given in vain! I want you to do something."
"Please tell me." Art straightened his sitting posture.
“Last autumn Alsburg on the southeastern border was captured by a group of bandits from the Boze Mountains. If it hadn’t been for the capture of a thief who escaped from Alsburg in Tyniec last month, I wouldn’t have known that such a thing would have happened. How dare that bastard Antayas hide such a major crime of land loss? Me. But now I can't send troops to retake Alsburg with great fanfare, otherwise the palace and the Marquis will know about it, so I need you to help Antayas clean up the mess on my behalf..."
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When he came out of Viscount Pierre's office, Ron expressed his confusion about Viscount Pierre's behavior, "Sir, since Lord Pierre already knew that Alsburg was captured by bandits, why didn't he personally send troops to conquer or directly order Baron Antayas to recruit soldiers to recover? Why do you have to pay us to quietly assist Baron Antayas? Can this be hidden from the palace?"
Att put his hands on the cowhide belt around his waist and answered as he walked out of the lord's hall: "Master Pierre is a human spirit. Since Baron Antayas has not officially reported the incident in Alsburg, he will not take the initiative to ask. Once the palace and the Marquis are blamed in the future, he can still shirk Baron Antayas' concealment." It's better to hide it from him, even if he will be implicated in the crime of losing land, than to know nothing about it, and he can't control Alsburg now. Alsburg is only his nominal jurisdiction, and the safety of the city of Tyniec is his most important thing, so he let me secretly help recover Als."
“As for giving us so much food and salary, he has killed two birds with one stone. Every extra money and food we take from him means that we have to sacrifice one life for him, and he will definitely report to the court and Bishop Olof Hannis that Tyniec County is in extremely difficult times. Under the circumstances, he gave the patrol officer great support free of charge~"
"How cunning, these noble men's intestines are more twisted than women's looms..." Ron couldn't help but cursed a few times.
"Okay Ron, at least we have received benefits. As for helping Antayas regain Ars, that is what we originally planned to do. We can also get some food and salary from Lord Pierre for this matter, which is a good thing."
"Master Pierre asked us to go to Andermatt Castle before the end of spring plowing. I requested to be stationed in Tyniec for half a month on the grounds that the newly recruited patrol soldiers need further training. Tyniec will be responsible for our food supply during this half month. You go and store the food supplies we bring and those allocated by the county in the warehouse, and then notify Odo to arrange food and accommodation."
Ron took the order and left...
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In the open space of the military camp square in the city of Tyniec, a few candles were lit in a military tent that could accommodate three people. Art sat on the carpet at the top of the tent, and Odo, Ron, Bas, and Kazak sat at the bottom.
"Have the soldiers been settled?" Art asked.
Ron replied: "My lord, except for the sentry on duty, everyone else has gone to sleep."
"Well, I called you here to hold this military meeting tonight because I am going to the clerk to register tomorrow. Once the registration is completed, our patrol team will be officially established. I plan to take you The few of you are reported as officers. Now the palace will not care about you so-called "officers", and you will not get any benefits from the palace because of this false title. After all, even I, the patrol officer, only have a temporary position. But if the palace can give some promotions in the future, you, as recorded "officers", may also benefit from it. "
"You are the first ones who followed me. Last winter alone, we had two brushes with death. The patrol team will be established soon. From now on, we must always be prepared to fight against bandits, bandits, and bandits. Your heads are already on the tip of the spear like mine."
Art paused and continued. He said: "If you work hard with your head up, you should have a harvest worthy of your life. When I am stronger in the future, I will not treat you badly. But now we are small and weak. I can only let you eat and drink enough, and receive your salary on time every month."
The people in Odo listened quietly. They knew that Art was going to tentatively set salary for everyone.
"Now let me talk about my temporary soldier organization arrangements for the patrol: the patrol is temporarily organized into three levels: combat group, squad, and team. A combat group has three people, two combat groups form a squad, and two squads form a team. I am the captain myself. Now I will not appoint team leaders and squad leaders. There are fourteen people in the team except me. Otto, Bas, and Kazak each select three recruits and divide them into three groups for training. Otto, Bas, the first group The second group, the third group of Kazak, will select the remaining recruit as my guard and Ron will be responsible for training. After half a month, the four groups of soldiers will compete, and I will appoint you based on your training results and daily performance. As for the salary, the ten recruits will receive a temporary salary of ten pfennigs per week, and the four of you will receive a temporary salary of fifteen pfennigs. After the results of the training competition come out in half a month, I will adjust the salary according to your positions. "
"In the past half month, we have trained three items: individual combat skills training, three-person battle formation training, and contradictory line formation training. These are all the items you have trained daily in the wooden castle in the valley in the past winter, especially the contradictory line formation training. This is our most important battle formation. You have basically mastered the essentials. Now it depends on whether you can teach the skills you have learned to the new recruits."
"Odo, in addition to training new recruits, you are also temporarily responsible for the logistics of the entire team. You are responsible for arranging the rotation of sentries and food supplies."
"Bath, you are temporarily responsible for this. Responsible for military discipline. In addition, no one is allowed to enter or leave the patrol camp at will, especially don't mess with the soldiers who are guarding the city. We have occupied other people's camps and they are looking for trouble; but if any outsiders dare to break into the camp, they will be captured."
“Do you have anything else to say?” Art looked around at the people in the tent.
Ron wiggled his butt a few times and was about to speak, but Art interrupted directly and said: "Ron, I know what you want to say. We only have so many recruits for the time being, and you are slightly inferior to them in personal combat skills and battle formation training, so I will give you a recruit training first. If you can train this recruit well, I can still appoint you as the squad leader."
Ron had to swallow the bitterness in his stomach after hearing this.
On the second day, Art took the secretary and his assistant to the station of the patrol. They registered the officers and soldiers in the patrol one by one and made a cross and pressed their fingerprints. At the end of the registration document, Art signed his name - Art Wood Wells. Finally, as the clerk stamped the copper seal with the ram coat of arms of Viscount Pierre on the parchment, the Tyniec Border Security Patrol of the Count of Burgundy was formally established. This document will be sent to the palace minister's office along with Viscount Pierre's lacquered letter.
In the next period of time, in the corner of the military camp square in Tyniec, there was the muffled sound of recruits fighting each other every day, and the sound of the Odos beating the recruits with sticks. All the sticks that Art had received when training them were inflicted on the recruits.
Ron looked at the Odo people on the side who had begun to train three-person battle formations in their respective groups, but the guy in front of him hadn't even learned the basic movements of holding a spear and raising a shield. He couldn't help feeling anxious, and shouted to the recruits in front of him: "Jason, remember that the buckler must be raised to your chest. It is to protect your chest and abdomen, not to block your big head. Your eyes must be able to see your opponent!! The short spear must be placed on the upper right edge of the buckler and raised flat, flat!" ! Raise it horizontally~"
"Ouch~"
Ron hit Jason on the shoulder with a stick. Jason was even more flustered by the blow and completely forgot the essentials of holding a spear and raising a shield taught by Ron～
So Ron had to teach this stupid guy who was one year older than him from scratch again, yelling...
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On the first Sunday after the patrol was formally established, Art paid everyone their salaries and allowed everyone to rest for half a day. Except for Odo and a sentry who stayed in the patrol camp, everyone else in the patrol camp went out.
In a hut built under the city wall in the southeastern free market of Tyniec City, a pot of animal offal and offal meat was being cooked slowly in a large clay pot. Four guys wearing black robes and cloaks sat on a shaky wooden table in the hut. The owner of the tavern brought four large bowls of offal soup to the wooden table, and poured several large glasses of homemade cider from the log barrels on the side.
A dark-skinned, muscular guy raised a wooden wine glass and downed the fruit wine in one gulp. Then he reached out and grabbed a piece of boiled sausage from the wooden bowl in front of him, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. Then he said vaguely to a frowning young man next to him: "Jason, Jason, if I ask you to tell me, you're lucky, Commander Ron didn't hit you too hard."
A guy opposite the big black man who was blushing after drinking also echoed: "Yes, Jason, you have also seen that Tuba and I have been beaten very hard by Chief Odo these days. You can see that Tuba's arms are full of bruises..." After that, he stood up and rolled up Tuba's sleeves, revealing the scars left by the wooden sticks on his forearms.
The guy named Jason glanced at the blue and black bruises on Tuba's arm, and then touched his shoulder, as if his grievance was nothing compared to Tuba. He frowned and changed the subject and asked: "Where are the other guys?"
< br/> The red-faced man chuckled and said maliciously: "They went to the slums in the northeast of the city to have fun, those big-breasted girls..."
The red-faced man spoke with great joy, and Jason's face turned red.
Those who drank in the dilapidated thatched tavern were the soldiers of the first recruit group and the escort group of the patrol. Nowadays, prices in Tyniec are very expensive. A cup of wheat beer in the better taverns in the city costs half a pfennig, and a portion of roast pork and rye bread plus a bowl of pea soup costs 4 pfennig. These recruits only received ten pfennigs a week, and they were reluctant to spend it all on drinking, so they found this dilapidated thatched tavern in the free market in the southeast of the city. Each of them spent less than two and a half pfennig to buy half a barrel of homemade cider and several large bowls of greasy offal soup. Several of them had already drank several large bowls of fruit wine, and they were all a little tipsy.
While the recruits were drinking fruit wine in the free market, Zhongyat, accompanied by Bath, Ron, and Kazak, was hosting a banquet for the manager of the Tinets Arsenal at a hotel (and tavern) called the Free Bison in the southwest of the city.
The fat steward of the arsenal was already red-faced under the successive attacks of Bass and Ron. He raised his wine glass and said loudly to Art: "No need to say, Master Art, as long as the weapons and supplies are allocated to you in the future, I will definitely reserve the best for you." "Steward Peter, do you think it would be cheaper if I order weapons and armor from the blacksmith shop and weapons shop in Tinets through the arsenal?"
The fat steward looked at Art with blurred eyes and replied: "Master Art, Lord Pierre will look at the order list of the arsenal in person. This is a bit difficult~" After that, he shook the wine glass and drank it all.
Matt winked at Kazak. Kazak picked up the small wine bucket on the table and filled the fat steward's glass. He flattered: "Who in the city of Tyniec doesn't know Peter's ability to manage things. As long as you want to, there is nothing you can't do." ，不过蒂涅茨城中还真没有我皮特办不了的事，你要你们能开出合理的价格……」
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当晚喝得烂醉的胖管事没有回家，亚特另外给酒店主人付了六芬尼房钱，吩咐店主人找个贴心的姑娘好好「照顾」胖管事。
And Ate and the others also returned to the camp burping with wine...