"Rego, how many people are left in the family's army?"
"Including the soldiers Raymond brought to Icestone City, there are about six hundred people in the family's army."
"Six hundred …" Colin rubbed his head, feeling a bit depressed.
Actually, this was all his dead father's fault, who had buried most of the family's army on the frontlines. Now, the Angele family only had this little bit left.
"We need to expand the army!" Colin clenched his teeth.
He was very clear that in this dangerous alternate world, only the army was his foundation.
If he could have an army as terrifying as the Black Cavalry, then whoever the master of the Northern Frontier would be would have to ask for Colin's opinion.
Therefore, Colin left the daily affairs of the lord to Eamon, while he focused most of his energy on the construction of the army.
"Yes, Lord Viscounts! How many soldiers do you need? "
Colin took a sip from his mug. The coffee inside was already cold, and the bitter taste cleared his mind.
"First, replenish the regular army with a thousand men, then form a reserve force of a thousand men. I'll give you a month's time, is that enough?"
"Yes!" The two brothers thumped their chests loudly.
Colin nodded, believing that the two brothers should be able to complete this task well.
However, the soldiers Colin and Raymond recruited and trained were all infantry, while the cavalry that Colin truly desired would have to be found elsewhere.
"Raymond, go see if Knight Charles is awake. If he is, tell him to come see me immediately."
"Yes."
Raymond left, and Colin sat behind the desk again. He waved at Eamon and began to hand over the mountainous pile of official documents.
There were a lot of things to do in the territory. Fortunately, Eamon came, otherwise Colin would have to deal with them for a while.
The Knight of Rego sat on the side in a daze.
However, he was originally someone who couldn't sit still. After drinking all the ale, he began to scratch his head and look around.
Colin didn't have time to pay attention to him at this time.
Not long after, Legg took the initiative to speak, "Lord Viscounts, hehe, I have a small request …"
"Speak." Colin did not even raise his head.
"Hehe." Legg touched his bald head with an embarrassed expression on his face. "I heard that your new fief includes a place called Ice Lake Town, right?"
"Yes. The previous lord there was Baron Billy, but this idiot participated in the lord's rebellion and was executed by the Duke. The Duke has also bestowed the territory to me. "
"Yes, yes, it's there." Legg rubbed his hands and said hesitantly, "Do you know that it used to be the fief of the Mobben family …"
Hearing this, Colin put down the document in his hand and raised his head to look at Legg, his eyes carrying a trace of scrutiny.
"Why do I remember that the fief of the Mobben family was Cotton Town?"
"Yes, yes, you didn't remember wrongly. Cotton Flower Town was indeed our family's fief. However, before becoming the lord of Cotton Flower Town, our family's fief was actually in Ice Lake Town.
That was a long time ago, even Baron Angele doesn't know about it.
The real place where the Mobben family rose was actually Ice Lake Town. "
The scrutinizing look in Colin's eyes disappeared, and he said with a smile, "I see, it seems that your family has really experienced many ups and downs."
Just now, Colin almost thought that Legg was lying.
If Legg did not explain it clearly later, Colin was afraid that he would really re-evaluate the loyalty of this seemingly honest knight.
"Hehe, yes." Legg could not help but touch his big bald head again.
Colin could not help but wonder if this guy's hair was being rubbed by him like this.
Colin now understood Legg's meaning. This guy probably wanted him to keep Ice Lake Town for the Mobben family, and reward them after they made a contribution.
However, Colin suddenly wanted to tease this silly big guy.
"Do you want to go back and have a look?"
"Uh …" Legg was stunned, then quickly nodded, "Yes, yes! I do want to go back and have a look … After all, it's been so many years, I don't know how it's developing now … "
"Of course you can go, I'll give you a few days off. But when you go, you have to greet the lord there and pay attention to etiquette. "
"Lord … Lord?" Legg was dumbfounded, "Have you, have you already conferred Ice Lake Town to someone else?"
Colin held his chin and looked at Legg's dumbfounded look, feeling quite amused, "Yes, I've already decided on a good candidate, but it hasn't been officially conferred yet."
Legg was so anxious that his face turned red, "Then, then who did you confer Ice Lake Town to?"
Colin leaned against the back of the chair with a smile, and felt that he had played enough with this silly big guy, so he told the truth, "Raymond Mobben."
"Ray … Raymond!" Legg realized that Colin was teasing him, and he immediately felt relieved.
He stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said solemnly, "Thank you for your kindness to the Mobben family, my brother and I will always remember it in our hearts!"
"What? You don't blame me for giving the title to your brother and not you? "
"Of course not. I already know of the contributions my brother has made along the way with you. He deserves to be rewarded! "
"That's good, when you two help me train the first batch of troops, I will confer Raymond the title of Baron of Ice Lake Town, and let you go back with him to take a look."
"Thank you, Sir!"
In fact, Colin had already planned to confer Raymond the title of Baron.
After all, Raymond had been on the run with him, and had indeed worked hard and contributed a lot.
Moreover, he was loyal and devoted.
If he were to confer the title of Baron now, it would definitely be Raymond.
However, Raymond's fief was something Colin had decided on the spot after hearing Legg's story and learning that Ice Lake Town was the old fief of the Mobben family.
* Knock, knock, knock. *
"Come in."
The door opened again, and Raymond led Charles in.
"Sir Viscounts!"
Knight Charles bowed respectfully to Colin, as if there was no difference from before.
However, Colin still felt that there seemed to be some kind of indistinct connection between the two, as if it was a kind of bloodline resonance …
Moreover, although Knight Charles' rank was higher than Colin's, Colin felt that he could completely suppress the other party.
This was not a suppression of strength, but a suppression of bloodline!
Colin felt that Knight Charles, a clan member created through the Embrace ceremony, could not be called a blood thrall.
It would be more appropriate to call him a blood descendant.
"Legg, Raymond, you two are dismissed. The recruitment and training of the troops will begin immediately."
"Yes, Sir Viscounts." The two brothers bowed and left.
"Eamon, you should leave as well. You take care of the daily affairs of the territory, and discuss with me if there's anything you can't decide on. "
"Yes, Sir."
After Eamon left, the study suddenly quieted down.
Colin looked at Knight Charles, hesitating on how to greet his first blood descendant.
However, Knight Charles had already knelt on one knee, his left hand clasped in front of his chest, and said with a sincere expression:
"Sir God's Chosen One, thank you for the grace you have bestowed upon me!"
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