Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party that Traveled to Another World

Paul Graman yawned and stretched.

"Master Paul, please forgive me for being so nosy. Your actions just now are really inconsistent with your family's heir status." Butler Philip beside him once again pointed out his "misbehavior".

"Here it comes again." After secretly complaining, he straightened his body.

Since waking up in the morning, whether it is dressing, washing or eating, the butler has always been picky about his actions.

By the way, I complained that the "toothbrush and toothpaste" used for washing turned out to be branches and salt, and the "soap" used for washing the face turned out to be made of pig pancreas, which is pure natural.

The priest from last night just came again and left after confirming that his body was fine.

After waking up, there were many memory fragments of this body in my head. It seems that I am the son of an earl. Some of my daily behaviors are no different from the unlearned and unskilled dandy in my previous life. Fortunately, my body has not grown up yet, so I have not done anything harmful to the world.

Unfortunately, or fortunately for him now, the father of this body led troops to fight against pirates a few days ago. The earl felt that his son, as the heir of the family, had reached the age to see blood, so he took his son with him.

Unexpectedly, they were ambushed on the way. The earl died heroically in the breakout, and his son was hit on the head by the pirates' stones and fell unconscious.

Thanks to the hard work of the family knights and guards, they finally fought their way out and escorted the body of old Graman and the unconscious young master back to the lord's castle.

The young master continued to be in a coma and showed no signs of waking up. The castle had to hold a funeral for the old earl in the absence of the young master. When Paul woke up that night, it had been a whole week since he was injured.

The butler began to try to help him recover his previous memories, told him a lot of things in the past, and answered all the questions caused by "amnesia", which saved him a lot of effort.

"You mean, my father and I were ambushed by pirates, and my father has died?"

"Yes, those cursed, damned, damned pirates, young master, you must avenge the Earl!"

When the butler was young, he served old Graman in the castle. When he thought of his old master who had lived with him for decades died tragically in the hands of pirates, he couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

"Don't worry, my father's revenge must be avenged. I wish I could peel off the skin of those pirates and eat their flesh." Paul certainly knew what to say now.

"The pirates have won a lucky victory, and now they are very arrogant. They took advantage of the fact that there is no leader in the territory and went ashore to plunder many villages and towns."

"Will they come here?"

"The knights have arranged proper defense measures, and Lake Heart Town is not in any danger at present. But considering that you were in a coma before, everyone decided to wait until you wake up before taking further action. I have informed the managers of your awakening. They will come to visit in the afternoon, and I think you should discuss future countermeasures with them."

"You are right, Philip, take me to my father's grave to mourn first."

The old earl's voice and appearance gradually became clear in his mind. After learning of his death, Paul suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

As more and more fragments of "Paul Graman" appeared in his mind, he kept wondering whether he had taken over someone else's body or restored his memories of his previous life after reincarnation.

When he had the idea of ​​going to the grave to mourn, he felt that he and the old earl did have a family bond, and Paul was more and more inclined to the latter.

In this case, live well in the new world as the heir of this family.

"I neglected it. Master, your health has just improved, please don't be too sad. The cemetery is behind the castle, please follow me."

...

In the afternoon, all the stewards who were still in Lake Heart Town gathered in the castle hall. Due to the recent death of the lord, the atmosphere in the hall was very dull, and everyone had a sad face. It can be seen that the old earl is still very popular.

Paul sat in the lord's seat, feeling extremely nervous. On the one hand, before he crossed over, he could only take notes silently in the corner when attending company meetings. He had never had the experience of sitting on the "rostrum" under the gaze of everyone. On the other hand, looking at a room full of people wearing medieval costumes, it was inevitable that he felt a little unreal.

"Ahem..." He cleared his throat awkwardly.

Butler Philip, who was standing aside, said: "Master Paul has just recovered from a serious illness, and his physical condition is not very good now. Since everyone is here, let's discuss how to deal with the current situation."

Everyone began to discuss in twos and threes.

"Then I'll say it first. Now it's time to regroup and teach the pirates a lesson. Now they've landed and plundered everywhere, which has aroused great public anger. If they continue to act recklessly, how can you face the people in the future?"

Finally, a sturdy man with a square face and strong back stood up and expressed his opinion loudly.

"That's right!" "I second it."

The sturdy man's speech received a lot of support.

"It's unusual for the pirates to land this time. They have never gone so deep inland before. After the Lord summoned the Earl, the morale of the army was very low. It's not appropriate to act rashly now. We should ask for help from the neighboring lords as soon as possible."

There were also voices of opposition.

"Let's not talk about whether they agree or not. Even if the nearest territory sends troops, it will take at least half a month, right?"

Soon, everyone started arguing about these two views. Paul wanted to interrupt them, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to pick up the water cup on the table and drink water to cover up his embarrassment.

"Okay, everyone." The square-faced man who spoke at the beginning suddenly stopped the argument: "We should listen to the young master's opinion and let him make the final decision."

A slightly sinister man muttered: "But he is just a half-grown child, what can he understand."

"Pay attention to your attitude. Paul Graman is the only legal heir to the territory and the lord we are about to swear allegiance to."

The square-faced man suddenly stood up and shouted at the person who had just questioned the young master. A group of people dressed as knights around him also glared at him, and some even put their hands on the swords at their waists.

The sinister man was frightened and shrank his neck and lowered his head. It was not a pleasant thing to be stared at by a group of strong men.

Butler Philip hurried out to smooth things over: "Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, let's not quarrel among ourselves. Young Master, please say something."

Seeing that he could no longer remain silent, Paul straightened his chest and said loudly: "Yes, the more we need to stay calm at times like this, only unity can help us overcome the difficulties ahead."

He asked the square-faced man: "So, who are you?"

"Bryce, Bryce Alder, your military chief."

Philip had already reminded everyone that the young master had lost his memory, and the square-faced man gave his identity without thinking about it.

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"How many troops do we have now?"

"There are 263 soldiers capable of fighting in the territory, including 15 knights and 20 followers including me. Many villages and towns have organized their own militias, with a total of about 300 people. However, these militias are of varying quality and have not undergone any formal military training."

"Are our soldiers standing troops? Er... I mean, do they train every day throughout the year?"

"How is that possible? These people are important laborers in the family. They work in the fields on weekdays. They are organized for training once a month or once a quarter. Now they are summoned to Lake Heart Town because of the pirate invasion."

"How many pirates are there?"

"According to the estimate during the ambush, there are about 500 people. Based on past experience, pirates have never penetrated inland on such a large scale. I know we are at a disadvantage now, but they did not all go out when they looted villages and towns. We can also set up an ambush and teach them a lesson."

Bryce once again promoted his idea of ​​taking the initiative.

"How long can the current logistics... food last?"

"Don't worry about this problem. On the one hand, the soldiers brought some rations when they were recruited. On the other hand, the food in the town is more than enough to feed hundreds of people. Besides, we are not besieged."

...

Paul's questions made everyone nod secretly and put away the vague contempt in their hearts. Although most of the questions gave people a sense of deliberately pretending to be mature, some of them really hit the point.

It seems that this young master is not just eating, drinking and having fun as he usually shows. He knows that the burden will fall on his shoulders after the old earl leaves.

"We can expand the army first, at least to the same scale as the pirates, then train for a month, and then find an opportunity to annihilate the pirates. On the other hand, we should also send envoys to ask for help from neighboring territories." Someone proposed a compromise.

"I think this idea is feasible!" Paul slapped the table. He didn't want to leave a cowardly image, nor did he want to take risks.

Since he agreed, no one objected, and then discussed some details of conscription.

Finally, everyone discussed the matter of letting Paul formally inherit the title and territory. He was the legal first-line heir, and there was no need to argue about this, so it was quickly agreed upon.

The chief seal steward will personally go to the capital to report to the royal family, asking the king to issue a formal decree to recognize his title, and by the way, ask for some assistance to fight pirates.

After the questions and discussions just now, Paul gradually adapted to his new identity. After the tension disappeared, he quickly remembered the "grand plan" he had planned for most of the night last night.

The territory facing difficulties and the people without a leader are waiting for a man of destiny to turn the tide. Is there a better start than this?

Let me light up the light of industrial civilization in this wild land! He suddenly became full of energy.

Butler Philip approached him and whispered in his ear: "Master, if there is nothing else, let's adjourn the meeting first. The knights still have to inspect the defense of various places."

Yes, fighting pirates is the top priority at the moment, so Paul announced the end of the meeting and everyone stood up and said goodbye.

"Wait a minute, everyone!" Just as everyone was about to leave the hall, a slightly childish voice came from behind.

"In view of the recent instability of the military, I decided to pick a day to review the soldiers in the square to boost the morale of our army."

He wanted to see what his army looked like first.

After reading the opinions of the reader "Zhihu Wang Zhengnan" on this chapter, I sincerely ask everyone where the poisonous points of this chapter are. This is the first time a newcomer writes a book, and I am inexperienced. Please forgive me. I hope everyone will give me more advice in the future. (＾ω＾)