Taking advantage of the autumn harvest, Laing was less troubled by all kinds of internal affairs because everyone's attention was on the autumn harvest. Some of the knights who stirred up trouble were taken away by Kalad, and the rest were taken care of by Duke Berchemund. At this time, Laing happened to be free. He had nothing to do in Zeon Hill, so he decided to come to Mu Xilon to inspect Les Invalides and the manor of the Brittany Royal Old Guard.
Morgiana was too busy to leave, so she did not follow. Aurora and Teresa were busy collecting information about the old world, so they did not follow. In the end, Laing's queen, Suria, and his personal maid, Olica, followed him.
Laing also brought his son, Devenhill, along. The guy was now quite tall, and he was quite accomplished in psionic energy and weapons. Recently, Laing taught him personally in the morning, and let him train and eat with the Old Guard in the afternoon and afternoon. He thought that Devenhill would not be used to it, but it turned out that his son liked it very much. The little guy who was not even ten years old had shown extraordinary energy and strong learning ability. It was said that Kalad often said that he had nothing to teach Devenhill because of his lack of culture.
Because Laing was out fighting all year round, little Devenhill was closer to Uncle Anglo. He could only say that he maintained a respectful and worshipful relationship with his father. Laing took advantage of this time to improve his son's favorability, letting him know that his father was also very powerful. Although he was not as powerful as Uncle Anglo and Uncle Fogen, he was also the most powerful person in the old world.
At the end of October, the Brittany autumn harvest was basically coming to an end. Currently, only the southernmost Duchy of Karazon and the Duchy of Bereon were still harvesting. Next, the serfs would sow some crops that could last through the winter.
Laing strolled in Les Invalides in Mu Xilon, holding Suria's hand. Knight King's face was full of smiles, and Olica followed behind him. Behind them were the two commanders of the Old Guard, Bertrand Tarr's Eye and Nicolás Davu.
Behind them were the glorious Old Guard. These soldiers wearing bearskin hats, blue coats, white shirts, red epaulets, and white trousers with leggings were now the pride of Brittany. Many of them had served in the army for more than ten years. There was even a former serf named Rothschild who could be traced back to Laing's Battle of Colleson on the outskirts of Marienburg and returned to Brittany with him. He had served for a total of 22 years, hence his nickname — Old Antique.
Now 45 years old, Rothschild was already a Legendary champion, promoted during the Eight Peaks Expedition. This Old Guard with a thick moustache refused to be transferred or even appointed as an officer. He insisted on following His Majesty Laing as a soldier, and so did Laing after he was made a ranger knight.
Due to the strict selection process, the rigorous training, and the sense of belonging to His Majesty Laing, the terrifying combat power of this army in previous battles had attracted the attention of the world. Now, every time the Old Guard appeared on the battlefield, it would always boost the morale of the other Brittany troops and become the most terrifying and powerful sight on the battlefield that any enemy saw.
This time, after Ossouin's return, Laing carried out a third reform of the Old Guard. The requirements to join the Old Guard were to have at least ten years of service and to have participated in at least five major battles. Under these conditions, Laing expanded the Old Guard into five battalions, each with about four hundred men. They were divided into a halberd battalion, a sword battalion, two gunner battalions, and a gunner dragoon battalion, totaling two thousand men.
"Everyone wants to be an Old Guard, everyone. But the King doesn't seem to want to give us the chance. Ten years, my God!"
— — Speech of the Brittany Free Folk
Veterans were arranged in Les Invalides. It also served as a military museum and a place to display Laing's unparalleled military achievements. It had just been built. Laing went in to inspect it and was quite satisfied with it. There were five large courtyards and a large Church of the Nymphs in the Lake. In addition to the church, there was a workshop for making printed materials and uniforms, and a military hospital that had just been opened with the help of the High Elves. The elite doctors of the Kingdom of Safry would provide medical services and provide medical guidance to this group of stupid human students.
Les Invalides was adjacent to the cliff coast of Muxilon. After visiting Les Invalides and the manor of the Old Guard outside the city, the King decided to have a picnic near the cliff coast. Soon, a sumptuous meal was sent from the manor.
"Your Majesty, everyone thinks that your action this time is inappropriate!" The Commander of the Old Guard, Bertram Tartar's Eye, was wearing a commander's uniform. On the chest of his uniform hung a dozen medals and medals. They jingled as he walked, but he was a model of endless glory.
Similarly, after Laing returned to Brittany from Ossouin, he also reformed the medal system. The Knight King announced that from today onwards, the right to award medals and medals would be returned to the King. With this as the basis, Laing designed the medal system as follows:
The highest medal, the Lady of the Lake (must be awarded by the Nymphs of the Lake).
The Holy Grail Legion of Honour.
The Grand Cross Gold Medal.
The Lion Medal.
Third class Iris Flower Medal and Bauhinia Medal.
In addition to symbolizing endless glory and status, they also corresponded to the medal level to receive special allowances and treatment.
In addition to the medals, Laing also awarded a large number of medals to many soldiers this time, such as the Five Years of Service Commemoration Medal, the Ten Years of Service Commemoration Medal, the Twenty Years of Service Commemoration Medal, the Battle of Blackstone Stronghold Commemoration Medal, the Battle of La Mesenelle Commemoration Medal, the Eight Peaks Expedition Commemoration Medal, the Obien Expedition Commemoration Medal, and so on.
It was not uncommon for soldiers like Bertrand to have received more than a dozen medals and medals. In contrast, as Davu had only joined the army for a short period of time, he did not receive many medals, which made him feel a little embarrassed. Due to the promotion of the medal system, the number and quality of medals and medals in the army had begun to determine one's status. Those who had a lot of medals, like Bertrand, had a triumphant expression as they walked. Needless to say, they were very awe-inspiring and dignified. The honor of these old guards was something that even the knights were envious of.
"What inappropriate action? Bertram, you can't just tell me half the story. " Suria saw that Laing seemed to be thinking about something, so she took the initiative to speak. Today, she was wearing a standard female knight's dress, a blue coat with golden epaulettes and buttons on the outside, a white lace dress on the inside, a pair of long legs wrapped in thick black lace stockings, knee-high brown high-heeled boots, a Sword of Lyonassai hanging on her waist, and a golden double-headed eagle wedding ring on her white lace long gloves. Her bright golden waist-length curly hair hung down like a waterfall. She looked exactly like a valiant and noble female knight.
"Everyone said that since the northern coast needs to be protected by the army, His Majesty should send us there." After Bertram became the Chosen One of Tarr, he no longer felt inferior like before. He smiled at Suria and said, "What everyone means is, how can we be left out of this kind of thing?"
Suria couldn't help but chuckle. The queen understood the Old Guard's eagerness to fight. This army had always been responsible for war, and war was the only way for them to get promoted, rewards, and honor.
So, what should she say to them? Suria glanced at Laing. Seeing that Laing was looking at her with a half-smile, she knew that her husband was going to let her answer this question. The queen thought for a moment and said, "If the king sends you to protect the kingdom's coastline, then who will protect his family and his court?"
The soldiers laughed heartily. The problem was solved just like that. The Knight King had absolute control over this army. Everyone was just asking for a fight.
However, Laing did not laugh. He frowned slightly, then signaled the soldiers to prepare a picnic at the coastal cliff. The old guards immediately began to prepare the camp, cook, and roast food. At the same time, they sent people to stand guard.
Laing pulled Suria to sit down, and Devonshire ran to roast meat with the soldiers. The Knight King looked at his army and nodded with satisfaction. Then, he shook his head regretfully.
The Old Guard was a completely professional, carefully selected army. They were only responsible for fighting, and the kingdom's finance was responsible for supporting them. As long as the selection mechanism was followed, the training and pay of this army were guaranteed, and they would become a very powerful army. Moreover, they did not engage in production, business, or politics. This could minimize the loss of combat effectiveness.
Sounds good, right?
However, Laing also knew that this elite army had its own drawbacks.
As everyone knew, since it was a completely professional army that did not engage in production, business, or politics, the meaning of this army's existence was war. The hope of the soldiers' promotion was war.
Therefore, they would thirst for war and try to participate in it.
As time passed, these elite armies would constantly suggest to their leaders to wage war so that they would be the ones who would benefit the most from it.
But what if the king did not agree?
In the beginning, they would endure and only express some dissatisfaction. But as time went on, the monarch changed again and again, and the soldiers changed again and again. These elite troops began to have a thought — since the monarch did not want to fight, they would support the one who was willing to fight.
After the idea of changing the king was born, it was easy to implement. This group of people were almost all personal guards and the Imperial Guard, and they had the most powerful military force.
The old king was "replaced", and the new king was destined to not be in the right position. Coupled with the unstable position, in order to attract this group of elite army, they would often give out rewards or let them participate in politics.
It was another vicious cycle. As time passed, this group of people would soon realize that they did not seem to need to fight to get a large amount of rewards and a higher position! We have the final say on whether to change the king or not.
Then, after a period of time, when these people changed kings, they finally understood.
They were the real masters of the country!
After that, this group of people could no longer be controlled.
In Laing's previous life, the most famous Roman Imperial Guard, the Sultan's personal guards, and the Mamlukes had all gradually become corrupted and difficult to distinguish between loyalty and treachery. In the end, they became the cancer of the country and had to be eliminated.
However, Laing also had his own advantages. First, as a geno prototype, although he was not immortal, his lifespan was almost infinite. (Immortal meant that he could be revived infinitely after death, not that his lifespan was infinite.)
Second, this world did not lack wars. It was not that there were no wars to fight, but that there were too many wars, and the intensity was too high.
Third, Laing's extraordinary personal strength could also solve this problem very well.
They sat down, and Olica stood behind Laing. Knight King asked Suria, "Is there any news from Kalad?"
"No, Kalad and the others just moved their base from Diana's Manor to the north of the Kurona Gateway, where Alençon Castle is." Suria gently shook her head. "It was done according to the opinion of General Meretskov, the acting commander of Ugor's army. Berliat should have given that opinion to you."
"Yes, I have read it. He was very pertinent, and he analyzed the Noskar people very thoroughly. Yes, I was like that when I was in Nord." Laing finally smiled and nodded. "Many times, the barbarians know that some of the enemy's defenses are weak, but they do not attack because they care about whether they can rob enough resources and get enough heads to offer to the Dark God."
"Your Majesty, do you still think the barbarians will attack?" Davu, the deputy commander of the Old Guard, asked. "But for now, the north seems to be very peaceful."
"Chaos and barbarians do not have any logic to speak of." Laing shook his head helplessly. Knight King yawned. Last night, the Lake Fairy suddenly appeared, and the goddess, Suria, and Olica worked together to do some "multi-person exercise" with Laing. The goddess was now decorating the new palace of Muxilon.
Laing thought that the process was very pleasant, but his waist was a little sore. "Historically, Marimburg, Nords, and the Noskar people have reached hundreds of agreements, and the barbarians did not completely disobey them. But if the Evil Gods of Chaos give any orders, the Noskar chieftain suddenly has the idea of going south, or the Lords of Chaos, the Chosen of Chaos, or the Champions of Chaos suddenly announce that they are going south, then all those agreements will become useless."
"For now, it's better to be careful!"
"Yes." Everyone agreed.
Laing was having a picnic under the beautiful autumn scenery, enjoying a rare good time.
On the Claw Sea, thousands of Noskar dragon ships carried the Noskar World Walker army, led by the Chosen of the Four Gods of Chaos, the 33000 strong army, and were rapidly advancing towards the northern coast of Brittany!
"Our mission is to burn Culona, the capital of those weak and disgusting chivalrous patients, to ashes!"
"First target, Shantiron!"
“Forthewander！ Forthechaos！！！” Wielding his sword, Frostbite, Wanderer Ulvric stood on the bow of Noska's giant dragonship and roared at the barbarian army, "Destroy!" His body was covered in the skulls and skeletons of mortals.
"Forthechaos!!!" What answered him was a tsunami of fanatical and bloodthirsty cries. "Destroy!"
The dark clouds of war were approaching the Kingdom of Knight King.
Attached: Noskar Brittany Front Army, World Walker Army List.
Commander-in-chief, mid-Saint-realm expert, World Walker, Ulfric Wanderer.
Wizard, early-Saint-realm Chosen of God, Edric Labyrinth Watcher.
(About 80-150 people in a team)
"Frosthorn" Noskar Champion Warriors Team 1.
"Beasts of the Horde" Champion Warriors Team 1.
Barbarian Marauder Warrior Team 133.
Barbarian Marauder Warrior Team 50.
Barbarian Marauder Spearman Team 36.
Barbarian Marauder Warrior Team 10.
Barbarian Marauder Hunter Team 20.
Marauder Rider Team 13.
Marauder Elite Rider Team 10.
Noskar Ice Wolf War Chariots 89.
Noskar Skin Wolf War Chariots 6.
Noskar Troll War Chariots 5.
Noskar Marsh Demon War Chariots 12.
Noskar Ice Troll War Chariots 3.
Noskar Giants 8.
Noskar War Mammoths 3.
Ice Demon Dragon 1.
About 33000 people in total.
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