Realm of Power

Du Yu was shirtless and his body was breathing and breathing.

A familiar feeling of heat rose from the chest, and under the guidance of the mind, circulated in this unfamiliar body for ten weeks.

Thin beads of light black sweat rolled down from his forehead,

Although it was a cool late autumn day, you could still see mist lingering around Du Yu's body, as if he were standing in a steaming bathroom.

"Broken!" As Du Yu put his hands on his waist, he shouted with a heavy voice,

The energy running in the body has accumulated to its peak, and it has reached the point where I can't vomit or feel unhappy.

The sound of "Qiang" implying inner strength is like a crisp strike of gold and stone, resounding around the top of the mountain and lingering among the mountains.

"Ah!" The old housekeeper who was almost drowsy next to him was startled by this sound. Ever since the idiot young master showed off his power and caught Mrs. Du Kellymore who came to provoke him, the young master would run to the nearest castle every morning. On the high mountains, practicing this strange exhalation,

From the beginning of the exhalation sound like a hoarse cough, to the current sound like a heavy metal hit, although the old housekeeper couldn't understand it, he also knew how big the difference was.

"Be restrained on the inside, flourish on the outside, have a pure heart and an agile body."

Du Yu stretched his hands and feet with satisfaction, and his dancing arms almost made the old housekeeper beside him dizzy and fell over.

Du Yu is very satisfied with this Dusta's body, but it's only been a little over a month.

This body is actually able to keep up with his own mind.

Although there is still a long way to go before the requirement of "a sudden move of the soul", it is much better than before.

Seeing that the young master's strange habit of marching every day has been completed, the old housekeeper wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and quickly stepped forward to report, "Master, the members of Mrs. Dukelly Moore's family are here again. They want to redeem the wife. What do you think we should do? "The old housekeeper raised his head and looked at his young master's face carefully.

No matter how stupid he is, the old housekeeper knows that the fat man in front of him is definitely not the stupid young master who was deceived before.

Everyone thought that the young master was still the same idiot as before, but the old housekeeper who had followed Du Yu for more than a month knew that it was just an act.

The young master doesn’t know what kind of hobby he has acquired, and he has a soft spot for his identity as a fool. This time, the lion even opened his mouth and asked the Dukellymore family to exchange the most fertile town of Ikari in the territory for the captured Mrs. Dukellymore!

That is the second largest town in the entire Falcon Territory, and is the home base of the entire Dukelly Moore family.

Of course, it was announced to the outside world that this was a suggestion made by the old butler, which made the loyal old butler feel very depressed. Fortunately, he did not meet any traveling knights who upheld justice.

Otherwise, you should regard yourself as a challenging subject during the trip, an evil butler who leads the master to evil,

I might become the target used by the knights to show their courage to the noble ladies at a certain banquet.

There is no guarantee for late holidays!

The old housekeeper shook his head sadly. The young master had changed so much. He was like a different person compared to before. The old housekeeper felt a headache when he thought about it.

"They haven't given up yet!" The young master's slightly naive voice interrupted the old housekeeper's thoughts.

"Give me the town of Erica, and I will let Mrs. Du Kelly Moore go." Du Yu stretched out a plump finger and waved it in front of the old housekeeper, took the clothes from the old housekeeper, and continued, "This condition is very fair. , let them choose whether they want money or people!”

"I'm afraid this is..." the old butler looked embarrassed, Du Yu waved his hand and interrupted, "Tell them not to bargain with an idiot, that is even more idiotic behavior."

"Actually, being an idiot lord is a good thing!" Du Yu was secretly proud, feeling that being called an idiot was a very good thing in this world. For example, it could save him a lot of things that nobles should abide by. cumbersome etiquette,

A word of "fool" brings peace

"Master! Your clothes haven't been buttoned yet!" The old butler has been nagging behind him since he came down from the mountain. Du Yu feels very annoyed, but there is nothing he can do.

Who said that the old housekeeper was the only person in the world who truly cared about him? After a month of getting along with him, Du Yu had a new understanding of the world. In the previous world, going shopping without clothes was not a big deal.

Especially in the hot summer, in the dumpling-soup-like swimming pool, males of all ages can show off their figures openly.

But in this world where blood and respectability are important, a nobleman walking around on the street without clothes,

The king will definitely order his head to be chopped off.

This is an insult to the dignity of the entire aristocracy and a betrayal of the royal order. Such a person is either a lunatic or a traitor. There must be no mercy for rebellion.

This is a warning.

Lawrence IV, King of Ruidian, the most powerful country in the mainland, was such an informal prince when he was young. He ran horses and walked dogs, was bohemian, and was a typical prodigal son.

No one expected that during the Ruidian Civil War thirty years ago, he would kick out his uncle and sit on the throne of the first king of the mainland.

There is no connection with this, but nobles always like to look at problems from the details. The paranoid and stubborn Vecchia royal family naturally attributed all this to Lawrence's dissolute and rebellious youth.

After completing his morning exercise, Du Yu prepared to go down the mountain.

This mountain is just behind Falcon Castle. Standing on the path between the mountains, you can have a panoramic view of the scenery near Falcon Castle. Villages shrouded in morning mist are scattered on the west side of the castle.

The gray dirt road winds in, and the yellow thatched roofs are crowded layer by layer, shining golden light in the morning sun.

The top of a pointed tower stands out, which is the town center hall.

After the introduction of the old housekeeper, Du Yu knew that it was already the largest town of Tachi in his territory, with a population of 1,200 people. A winding white river flowed across the town, surrounding his castle like a silver belt.

This is my territory! This is where I will live from now on!

Du Yu felt like a rich country man who was counting his property. He was depressed that such a big place could be called a marquis!

"Get out of the way! I have urgent military matters to find the leader of the Falcon family." Du Yu suddenly heard an argument coming from the mountain pass. At the intersection down the mountain, a middle-aged knight was arguing with the retinue guarding the mountain pass.

"I am the messenger of the Ministry of Military Affairs. If you delay important matters, the Ministry of Military Affairs will chop off your heads." The knight's loud voice even reached halfway up the mountain.

"Not even His Majesty the King can enter without an order!" The guards looked at him indifferently, with two simple and rusty spears lying in front of him.

"You..." The knight's face turned red because of the grievance, but he did not dare to break in when facing more than a dozen followers. Since he was suddenly knocked on the door last time, in order to prevent such embarrassing things from happening again. When the incident happened, the old housekeeper specially selected a dozen of the most loyal guards from the family's retinue to follow Du Yu at any time.

"I am the leader of the Falcon family. What do you want from me?" Du Yu waved his hand to the guards to move out of the way and let the knight come over.

Seeing the blocking guards move to both sides, revealing a fat white man in ordinary clothes, the middle-aged knight looked at him proudly.

"Vulgar country noble!" The knight curled his lips and took out a sealed roll of parchment from the backpack on his horse and handed it to Du Yu.

"This is a recruitment letter signed by His Majesty the King himself. The kingdom will attack the mountain barbarians in the eastern mountains in two months. The lords from all regions must recruit at least 200 soldiers to the Tire region in the east at the end of October to participate in His Majesty the King's campaign. "Operation Crusade"

The knight's formulaic language contained a hint of obvious disdain,

"This is the Ministry of Military Affairs' plan for this battle. Please take a look at it." The middle-aged knight took out a letter sealed with beeswax from his arms and handed it to Du Yu.

"If you have no objections, this will serve as the plan for this battle!" The middle-aged knight impatiently left the plan behind, got on his horse, and rode away without even a basic salute.

"War?" Du Yu was in a daze holding the order book in his hand. He still hadn't come to his senses. Is a little lord like himself going to fight?

"What a waste of human life!" The fat man muttered angrily, and suddenly said loudly, "That bullshit king, let him go to hell!"

"Young Master, you can't say this!" The old butler beside him almost fell down due to the treasonous words. He looked around cautiously and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw more than a dozen servants standing far away.

"I thought I wouldn't receive a recruitment order this year." The old housekeeper sighed dejectedly. "I didn't expect that I still didn't hide. These gentlemen from Kyoto are really non-stop.

Finally, we have a good harvest today, and we have to go to war again. I really don’t know what those poor barbarians with only their pants are worth worrying about.

After fighting for so many years, no one has regained a piece of land. Except for the orphans and widows who were left behind, not even a single wild boar hair was recovered! "

The old housekeeper complained with a plaintive expression,

"Are the barbarians very poor?" Du Yu asked curiously, holding the order book in his hand.

"Of course!" the old housekeeper said with certainty. "Those barbarian men are all shirtless and don't even have a decent animal skin. But it is said that the barbarian women are very good! Especially the Hulin tribe in the southern sea." The old butler was full of jokes. This old man who had stayed in the Falcon Territory all his life could only rely on his own imagination and legends about the barbarians in the east.

"Old pervert!" Du Yu saw the old housekeeper's appearance and secretly despised him, "This is the military order." The fat man opened the document carefully. There was a round of red thread embroidered on the rough wool curling edge, which looked nondescript, but the sheepskin was It's quite soft and smooth, reminding Du Yu of an authentic sheepskin satchel he once had.

The old housekeeper looked at the military order and said helplessly, "Every year after the autumn grain harvest, His Majesty the King will mobilize lords from various places to participate in external battles. This is already the tradition of the kingdom.

I originally thought that due to the young master’s illness, the Falcon family would no longer be recruited this year, but I didn’t expect to receive a recruitment order from His Majesty the King. Now there is no knight in the entire family, what should I do?”

"Knight? Soldier?" Du Yu was stunned by the old butler's words. After the old butler explained in detail and patiently, he finally understood.

It turns out that in this world, soldiers are all knights sent by various nobles to each village and distributed based on head count. Generally, the manpower is drawn at a ratio of twenty to one.

That is to say, for a village of 200 people, ten young men must be dispatched to participate in the lord's battle.

And there is no money to take it. He is the kind of cheap soldier who is a farmer with a hoe and a soldier with a long gun. Even if he dies in battle, he will not get a pension.

To put it bluntly, it was "working for free" for the lord. The places that were conquered belonged to the king and the various lords, and the people who died were the farmers themselves.

No wonder His Majesty the King is so keen on fighting!

Anyway, after harvesting grain from various places, idleness is idle. If you have grain and soldiers, what will you do if you don’t fight?

Stealing money, food, and women can also be regarded as a kind of entertainment in the life of aristocrats.

"What is this?" The plan was finally unfolded under Du Yu's curious eyes.

Looking at the rough red cylinders above, Du Yu really felt like vomiting blood.

"Holy crap, what is this!"

Du Yu saw a dozen slashes roughly drawn with red paint on a simple piece of parchment.

Just like the group of designated standing lines before performances in later generations,

There were sparse words on it. Du Yu looked carefully and found that they were the positions of the lords' soldiers from various places and the direction of the attack.

The entire plan is just a pre-war formation map. Of course, this is not the most depressing thing for Du Yu.

"Master, look!" the old butler said with an ugly expression.

His rough fingers suddenly pointed to a corner on the map, where something that looked like an eagle was painted with blue dye.

I was speechless when I saw the fat man.

The painters in the Ministry of Military Affairs are really extraordinary!

Look at that expression and the flapping movements of his wings, he looks like a chubby hen! This is the Kingdom Falcon. . . . . .

"Hey! In previous years, we were always arranged in the front row." The old butler's voice was filled with loneliness and helplessness.

"This year our seats have been arranged in the last row. It seems that we have been reduced to the status of a third-class family." The old housekeeper saw the puzzled expression on Du Yu's face and explained quickly.

"The young master may not know that in the Kingdom's military front line, the further forward in the line and closer to His Majesty the King's main team, the more noble and status it represents.

In the past, the knights of the Falcon family were always arranged in the upper right position of the King's main team, like a war eagle standing on His Majesty the King's right arm, ready to kill prey at any time.

Just wait for His Majesty the King's order, follow the King's main team, and use the sword in your hand to tear the enemy apart. This is also the origin of the name of the Kingdom's Falcon Family."

"But now..." The old housekeeper shook his head with a sad look on his face.

Now arranged by the Ministry of Military Affairs in the lower right corner of the last row, even Du Yu, no matter how stupid he is, can clearly see that this is completely different from the prestigious family before.

Because whether you look at it from top to bottom or from left to right, it is the lowest position in the military ranks.

"The last thing is better, the last one is the safest."

After listening to the old butler's explanation, Du Yu not only did not complain, but he breathed a sigh of relief. He really wanted to arrange himself in the first row.

There are no knights, the Falcon family is composed of a group of farmers, and the enemy on the opposite side will not let them be wiped out in one fell swoop.

This is a fight with real swords and guns, not just a rough and tumble showdown.

No matter how good my martial arts skills are, I am still afraid of a kitchen knife. If I meet a ruthless character inside, my life as a little lord that I just started will be ruined!

Even if you are lucky and don't encounter those heavily armored knights who enjoy killing people,

The arrows flying all over the sky are enough for me.

Du Yu's mind showed the tragic image of himself falling down with arrows stuck in his body.

"It's miserable! It's so miserable! It's so miserable!" Du Yu shook his head.

I don’t want to change my title, which I haven’t even warmed my butt, yet. A small landowner should be a small landowner. At least he is better than some comrades who traveled through time and became impoverished peasants.

Others can get ahead with their literary skills and military acumen, but I am just lazy and sleepy, so I am no match for those lunatics in this world.

Be calm and low-key! Du Yu secretly encouraged himself

"Calm down, you must be calm!" After all, I still have my own one-third of an acre of land. When I have nothing to do, I can still tease the cook, take the opportunity to frighten the little village girl, and maybe there will be a magical "**". What a wonderful life.

Why do you want to live and die? Living happily is what you need most.

One death is enough.

"Can't we avoid this? For example, am I crazy or stupid?" Du Yu looked at the old housekeeper with a hopeful look on his face, talking nonsense.

My reputation outside is not good anyway, so why risk death when I can pretend to be stupid and act crazy to get away.

"Master! It's useless!" The old housekeeper shook his head helplessly.

"It is the bounden duty of the lords to assist the king in the war. If the young master does not go, other branches will rush there. At that time, His Majesty the King will definitely think that the Falcon family does not respect the royal family, and the young master's title will be in danger!"

"Depend on!

Isn’t this just a stab with a raised head? It’s also a slash with a shrunken head! "Du Yu cursed angrily.

Since you can't hide, you have to face it

Du Yu was also a determined man. He took off the family seal from his finger and handed it to the old housekeeper.

"Issue a recruitment order? I need an army of 200 men!"

As a lord, it is very important to carry your own seal with you. For convenience, many families engrave the seal on their rings.

Du Yu feels pretty good about this setup. It's like carrying a cash machine with you. It's a pity that the Falcon family has no money in the bank.

"Master, I'm afraid it will be difficult." The old butler looked at his young master with an embarrassed look and said in a hesitant voice, "In the Battle of Saco Canyon last year, more than 300 soldiers in our family died. We were originally going to compensate some of the dead, but because of The civil strife in the family has been delayed. Now it is very difficult to recruit people from those villages with great resistance. 200 soldiers, even if you bring all the family guards, it may be difficult to assemble. "I almost didn't say it"

No money! I'm so poor that I can't even get enough people to kill! "

The only thing Du Yu could see from the old butler's face that was almost twisted into a ball was this.

"Damn it! Then I'm not running a budget deficit!" Du Yu frowned, and a crooked idea appeared in his mind. He asked the butler's bitter face, "As a lord, I should have the power to issue decrees!"

"Of course! The young master is a lord! As long as you are in your own territory, it is easy to do anything." The old housekeeper nodded.

"That's good!" Du Yu waved his hand and said, "Immediately promulgate a new decree. If an enemy is killed in battle, the lord will reward you with a silver coin! If you kill a knight, the lord will give you a gold coin! If you kill a lord, the lord will reward you with a silver coin! , I will grant him a piece of land! You write this as a notice and publish it immediately."

"This..." The old housekeeper was stupid and had no idea what the stupid young master wanted to do!

"Just go and do it!" Du Yu turned around and left impatiently, thinking secretly in his heart. As the saying goes, "Under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man." In the previous world, the best way to mobilize the enthusiasm of his subordinates was " money"

Du Yu didn't believe that no one would be willing to come in front of the shining gold coins.