Something that they would definitely have to deal with in the future?
The Kant Knight could not help but think after hearing Gwen's words, and they soon made the connection.
What would the Knight deal with? Apart from the etiquette that every noble had to come into contact with, of course, there were swords, armor, and warhorses.
Although the aristocratic system in Ansu had begun to go downhill, and many traditional fighting nobles had been corrupted by their extravagant lives, and had begun to rely on simple and easy methods such as magic rituals and potions to catalyze their extraordinary powers, this was a world where extraordinary powers existed, and personal strength could determine social status to a large extent, especially in the Southern Territory where public security was poor. The fighting nobles at the grassroots were still very particular about "strength", and these Knight from Kant's territory were of course no exception. As the protectors of the superior nobles and the military strength of the territory, they always put personal strength first. Speaking of the things that the Knight had to deal with … there was no doubt that it was weapons and equipment.
At most, there would be some "decoration" such as squires.
The Knight silently exchanged glances, and they knew that this was most likely the new lord showing off his strength to them. They heard that the original armed forces of Cecil's territory were greatly damaged after the previous disaster, and only two extraordinary Knight survived. The rest were just a group of soldiers and militia, but later on, Gwen recruited a large number of people from the refugees and trained them, and they barely managed to gather the number of troops to defend the territory.
They did not know much about this new army, but they heard that this new army had some strange weapons and equipment, and their combat strength was much stronger than ordinary soldiers. Probably the new lord wanted to show off in this aspect.
The Knight each had their own thoughts, but they all agreed that the lord did not actually need to show off his army. As a powerful lord of the Knight who had legendary strength, Gwen was the most intimidating person. Cecil himself was the best deterrent. His martial prowess was more than enough. What else did he need to show?
No matter what they thought, the team quickly came to the weapon test site outside the city. After passing through the checkpoints of soldiers, the Kant Knight came to a tall, wooden viewing platform and saw a row of strange big things neatly arranged on the ground below.
"I want to show you the Justice Type I Magic Crystal Railgun that has just been installed in Cecil's combat corps." Gwen looked at the Kant Knight who were looking around curiously and said with a smile, "If you want to become a member of Cecil's army, you have to understand the fighting style of your own people."
Justice Type I Magic Crystal Railgun? What was that? Was it the large iron lumps and iron pillars on the field? Their shape was quite regular, and they did not know how the craftsmen made them exactly the same.
The knights were confused. Then, they watched as the soldiers began to move. The soldiers, who were trained by ordinary people, ran around the railguns. They put the metal objects between the railguns, adjusted the angle of the 'rails', and checked something. They were also shouting strange commands …
This was a very new scene. These soldiers had almost no extraordinary aura, which meant that they were ordinary people, peasants who did not know how to read. Gwen? Duke Cecil was actually able to train these people to be so obedient. It wasn't easy to make them act quickly and cooperate well. But what were they doing?
Just as the Knight was puzzled, a soldier holding a small flag suddenly ran to the observation platform and shouted, "Report! The railgun is ready, requesting instructions! "
Gwen nodded slightly, "Fire quickly, fire."
The soldier turned around and waved the flag in his hand in a strange pattern.
Before the Knight understood what was going on, they saw all the soldiers standing behind the "railguns" move. They pressed something on the base, and the humming sound of magic charging came from the strange large devices, and bright magic runes began to appear on the surface of the devices. Then, the soldiers standing behind the base pulled down a red lever.
A series of explosions sounded, and the front of each "railgun" suddenly burst out a bright halo, which was the flash of the activated aerodynamic runes. Then, blurry things rushed into the sky and flew into the distance.
Even with the Knight's extraordinary eyesight, they could barely catch the flight trajectory of those things.
A moment later, a thunderous boom suddenly burst out, and enormous explosions rose from the hillside in the distance. Mud and rocks rose into the air and turned into small mushroom clouds in the blast.
The Knight was shocked by the explosion. Many of them thought that a powerful sorcerer had suddenly broken in and attacked their territory. Some even subconsciously activated their protective aura, but they did not see any sorcerer. Instead, they saw that the soldiers below continued to work calmly and methodically in the explosion. New metal objects were loaded into the steel, and then there was another series of explosions …
They finally understood what this terrifying bombardment of dozens of High Tier Spells was all about.
After several rounds of shooting, the deafening explosion finally died down. The Knight looked at each other in bewilderment. Gwen, on the other hand, walked past them with a smile and walked to the exit of the observation platform. "Everyone, it's time for us to go to the next place. There's no need to keep staring. After all, it's inevitable that we'll have to deal with these things after today. "
Now, they finally knew what "deal with these things" meant.
Walter? Perry walked in the middle of the team. He heard a young Knight beside him muttering to himself, "The new law … doesn't seem unacceptable …"
Walter tilted his head slightly and recognized that it was the Knight who had said that he would "show his attitude".
After that, Gwen took these people to the assembly factory of the cannonballs.
He did not let these Knights of Kant see the rune structure in the cannonballs (although he felt that these Knights should not be able to understand runes. After all, not everyone was as good as him in both magic and martial arts). He just let them take a look at how many cannonballs could be made here in a day.
After returning to the Lord's Mansion, Gwen looked at the reaction of these old Knight with satisfaction. But he thought that his deterrence was enough, and it was time to comfort these people.
"Everyone, I know that you are resentful about the deprivation of the right to govern the land. You don't have to explain or hide it. I still have the ability to see that. But what I want to say is that this is the foundation for Cecil Hill to be strong and prosperous. It is also the foundation for a better future for you in the future.
"I guess that you still can't understand the concept of liberating productivity, releasing population, and centralizing authority. But I can promise you that after you let go of your old privileges, you will be able to gain more things in the new order. It will not only be wealth, but also personal glory and achievements.
"Lord Kant will set up a new management department similar to the second-level government office. Knight Philip and Mr. Padrick will preside over this work. I hope that Walter Kant will take charge of this work. I hope that Walter Perry and Knight will become the mainstay in this process, just like how you maintained the order in Kant Hill a few months ago. I hope that you can also become the maintainer of the new order.
"I also want to take this opportunity to remind everyone here that it is wise to find your place in the new order instead of reminiscing about the privileges that are destined to be lost.
"Now, you can take the oath or leave."
Cecil Hill, by the Whitewater River, a new merchant ship was approaching the pier with the help of the dock guide.
In the north of the kingdom, the main rivers were still in a serious dry season. The water source on the mountains was still frozen, and the rivers in the north were still covered with floating ice. But in the south of the kingdom, the area closest to the Gondor wasteland, the ice that blocked the river had melted. Although the high water season was far from here, at least on the Whitewater River, the lighter and faster merchant ships had become active again.
Taking advantage of the rising water level, the merchants who had waited for the whole winter could not wait to start their business. The Month of Recovery was not only the recovery of the farmland, but also the recovery of the merchants who traveled the world and relied on the reselling of goods. At this time, all the territories were in urgent need of goods from afar. Of course, in most cases, the self-sufficient farmers would not deal with these merchants. These merchants mainly dealt with the rich and noble families in the territories. They brought wine, sugar, new carpets and clothes, spices, and furs that the rich needed.
These things could be sold at a much higher price at this time.
Because the water level of the Whitewater River was still low at this time, there were many dangerous floating ice floating on the river. The first batch of merchant ships to set off had to bear a greater risk, and the earlier they set off, the greater the risk. But driven by profit, there were always brave people who set off first.
The goods that each territory needed were different, and Cecil Hill was perhaps the most "different" of all the territories. There was not much demand for wine and spices, but there was a huge demand for all kinds of magic ores and metal ores. These things were quite heavy, and the cost of transporting them by land was high, so most of the time, they were transported by water. And because of the booming alchemy business, any merchant with a brain knew that Cecil Hill was in possession of money. So when the river opened, ships loaded with magic ores arrived at Cecil Hill's pier.
And along with the ores were the first batch of new immigrants who had arrived in this pioneering territory after the arrival of the Month of Recovery.
The clerk in charge of registering immigrants sat in the office on the west side of the pier. He had been doing this job since last year, so he was already familiar with the work. After knowing that the merchant ships would carry some immigrants today, he sorted out the registration forms and began to record the names of the illiterate foreigners who could not even say their names clearly.
Registrants in rags came in and out one after another. The clerk skillfully and numbly sorted out the forms and filled in the content, but suddenly he noticed an unusual coat in his sight.
It was a woolen coat. Although old, it was clean and tidy — this was not the outfit of a homeless wanderer.
The clerk raised his head and looked up along the seam of the woolen coat. He saw a man who was down and out but looked good.
"Do I register here?" the man asked cautiously.
"Yes." The clerk reflexively took a form and asked, "Name, age, what you're good at or what you used to do?"
"Joseph, 30 years old, pharmacist."
"Pharmacist?" The clerk's fingers paused for a moment. This was the most respectable occupation he had ever recorded. He looked up uncertainly and confirmed again. "You mean pharmacist?"
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