The King

  Chapter 158 Command power disturbance

  The other two unlucky ones came out quickly, and Hudson, who was drinking tea, almost spit out his water.

   Both of them are famous men in Wrightshire, namely his good neighbor, Baron Kettley, and Justin the Butcher Knight.

   Taking stock of their experiences in recent years, we know that there is no worst luck, only worse luck.

  Others do things to achieve what they want, but they do what they don't. It's fine if they are not capable, but their personal performance is not bad.

   It is a pity that the Lord of Dawn is always on the opposite side of them. No matter how perfect their plans are, they will eventually fail due to various accidents.

   The fortune is not good, and the hero can only do nothing. So far, it has evolved to the point where the more you do, the more mistakes you make.

   If you don't come out and draw a lottery, it's all "special prize" treatment. Among the hundred or so wooden sticks, he got the two worst ones accurately.

  If you know this result, I don't know if the two will come to draw lots too early. After all, there are many unlucky nobles in Wright County, and they might be taken away by others later.

  Everything is as Hudson expected, there are a bunch of unlucky people in front, and the rest will not be too bad.

  The unlucky ones snatched up all the junk numbers, and chose one of the last two remaining lottery numbers, but they were still left with a tail number.

   With this luck, Hudson would have doubted that he was a "son of luck" if he hadn't engaged in a black box operation.

  The character design cannot be lost. For a good character design, it is reasonable to arrange it deliberately.

  The seemingly normal wooden sign is actually slightly different. Just because outsiders can't see it doesn't mean that our own people can't see it either.

   Someone deliberately cooperated, and the last remaining wooden stick, regardless of the number engraved on it, the final answer announced will only be the tail number.

  The process is not important, what matters is the result. In the eyes of the nobles, Hudson missed the best number by luck.

  If the nations of the human race responded faster and the war lasted a little shorter, he might not even be able to deliver the mission.

  Even if it is his turn to deliver supplies, it will be in the middle and late stages of the war, and it is entirely possible to collide with the king's call-up order.

  The two major obligations that need to be fulfilled are rushing together, so it is natural to give priority to the battlefield. The task of transporting supplies will naturally be taken over by other unconscripted nobles.

   Calculate the distance and you will know that it will take a month or two to transport materials back and forth.

   However, there is still no credit at all. Naturally, no one likes the drudgery of purely obligatory performance.

   It should be delivered on time. If an accident occurs midway, resulting in a delay in the arrival of the materials, or a direct loss, the kingdom will be held accountable.

  The probability of being held accountable is not high. In order to avoid delaying the date, everyone will set off early.

  If there is an accident, it must be a loophole in the defense line, and the orc army rushed in. If they come across it, the **** team will almost die.

  …

   "The result came out, regardless of luck or bad luck, it was all drawn out by you yourself, and you can't blame others.

  The next task of delivering supplies will be performed according to the result of the lottery. I hope everyone can work together on the way to **** the supplies, and don't make troubles that will embarrass everyone and follow along.

  In addition to this, there is a second major event today, which requires everyone to make a decision here.

  The war has broken out, and those who are willing to go out with me can come and sign up. Those who do not want to perform military obligations in the county and want to transfer to other regions must also make a statistics.

  No matter what choice you make now, the materials provided to the frontline every month are indispensable.

  If there are nobles who exchange their obligations, or perform their obligations on behalf of others, or change the place of obligation performance for other reasons, they should go to the Governor's Mansion to apply for it.

  Remind you, if you want to apply for it, you'd better hurry up.

  The war has broken out, and some provinces have begun to mobilize, preparing to reinforce the front line.

  Once the obligation is transferred, it is necessary to catch up with others' speed of action. If you act slowly, you will be held accountable if you miss the deadline. "

  As soon as Hudson's voice fell, everyone started talking. The Viscount Sith, who sat at the top, was so angry that he almost burst into flames.

  To take the place out of the ordinary, for this sake, there are not many of them. As the sheriff of the host country, he has become an outsider now.

   Such an unbelievable scene happened in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone took it for granted.

  Even the northern nobles who originally supported him were dumbfounded at the moment, and joined the heated discussion team in twos and threes. Those who didn't know thought they were members of the local nobles.

  Looking at the two groups of nobles living in harmony, Viscount Sith doubted his own eyes.

  A few days ago, I was still yelling and shouting, but I changed my attitude so quickly, and the speed of changing my position is too fast.

   It's not that the world is too magical, but that the world is too realistic.

  Nobles are realists. The flames of war in northern Xinjiang have ignited. In the face of survival, the original small internal conflicts have been reduced to secondary conflicts.

   On the issue of facing the orcs, everyone's position is the same. The need for common interests has temporarily suppressed internal conflicts.

  Even if everyone couldn't let go of their hatred in their hearts, and secretly planned to find a chance to get revenge, it didn't prevent everyone from expressing their goodwill to each other.

   There were 105 people present, and 94 nobles signed up to join the Hudson team. Especially among the nobles of the north, except for Viscount Sith, who did not express their views, the rest actually signed up.

  The foot of the wall was dug to such an extent that Hudson was taken aback. Obviously he didn't do anything, but only hinted a few times, so many people turned to him.

   But thinking in another place, and after weighing the pros and cons, he understood the reasons why the children of the northern nobles made their choices.

   Go back to your hometown to join the war, now you can pack your bags and set off, and then carry them until the end of the war. Properly high-risk, low-return, failure will be taken by the orcs.

  The Viscount Sith, who is most suitable to be a leader, was so suppressed by Hudson that he couldn't think about it for a while, and put it badly.

  In normal times, playing like this is nothing. How can everyone feel at ease to entrust their wealth and lives to the past with such a poor performance at such a critical point.

   As a last resort, everyone can only follow Hudson. At least Hudson has a good reputation and is particularly capable of playing, so he is lucky.

  Following such a boss may not be able to make great achievements, but the probability of surviving on the battlefield must be higher than following other people.

  Looking at the results of the lottery, you can tell that a guy possessed by a bad luck spirit was the first to reach out, and took away the saddest No. 1; the other stayed put and waited for everyone to draw first, and the rest were the best tail numbers.

  This sharp contrast, even if Hudson said it was a coincidence, no one would believe it.

  If on the battlefield, Viscount Sith continues to maintain this kind of tragic luck, the men who follow him will be led into the pit sooner or later.

   On the battlefield of the two major races, not to mention the soldiers of a county, even the soldiers of a province are wiped out, which is not uncommon in history.

  When it came to their own lives, all the nobles in the North didn't care about which camp or not, and chose the team that they thought was the safest.

   "The statistical results have come out. The path is chosen by everyone. No matter what happens in the future, I hope you will not regret it.

  The nobles who are willing to stay in the county to participate in the war will be included in the unified training command. If you can't follow orders, you can still choose to quit if you regret it now.

  I will truthfully report your wishes to the Governor's Office for the choices of the rest of the people, and wait for the coordination from above.

   The few inside the province don't need trouble. I have communicated with the other county guards, just transfer military obligations, and you can contact your hometown directly.

  By the way, there is also the Sith Viscount who has not yet made a decision. Are you going to fight alone, or are you going to return to the command of the Grand Duke of Kavadia? "

   Hudson said meaningfully.

   It wasn't his deliberate connotation. It was actually Sith, the sheriff, who had now become the biggest unstable element in Wright County. It is necessary to suppress its arrogance and weaken its reputation.

  Perhaps out of conscience, Hudson also deliberately reminded everyone that they can still choose to quit now.

   After all, a bluff like "Son of Luck" can be used to deceive others. If I foolishly follow the letter, then my brain is flooded.

   Without super good luck, Hudson has no idea where this team will eventually lead.

  The only thing that is certain is: in case of bad luck and a big defeat on the battlefield, he will never take care of his allies when he slips away.

   "Viscount Hudson, you have misunderstood. As the Sheriff of Wright County, how can I ignore everyone and leave alone at this critical moment?"

   Viscount Sith said angrily.

   Half of the anger was directed at Hudson; the other half was directed at the former gang of younger brothers.

  The sudden betrayal of the northern nobles bankrupted all the plans of Viscount Sith.

  There is no going back to the Northland.

   As an embarrassing illegitimate child, he was the son of the Grand Duke when he stayed outside. After returning to the family, compared with those half-brothers, he became an unrecognizable person.

  With the current soldiers and horses in his hands, going to the battlefield alone to face the orc army is almost offering his head.

  Both roads have been gambled to death, and the other nobles have no friendship. Leaning over rashly, there is no place to appeal for grievances after being cheated to death.

  In contrast, staying in the Wright County team, continuing to spend with Hudson, looking for new opportunities, the safety factor is the highest.

  As long as the Felix family is still at its peak, and his grand duke father is still in power, everyone will not dare to let him have any accidents.

   "Craft candy!"

   This is Hudson's first reaction. Although the means were a bit shameless, Viscount Sith's choice really made him uncomfortable.

  If you want to refuse, you must also consider the reactions of the children of the northern nobles. Although the strength in the hands of these people has been weakened, they still have the ability to fight with soldiers.

  Not to mention the origin of the family, they are all feudal nobles who were killed with a knife and a gun on the battlefield. When it comes to military talent, it definitely beats most of the local aristocrats Jiutiaojie.

  In the past, they were enemies. The more talented these people are, the more they must be suppressed.

  The current situation has changed. Everyone is going to fight the orcs. Not only will Hudson not be afraid of their talents, but he has to worry that they are not enough to fight.

  Personal grievances, everything will be discussed after the war is over. Judging from the extremely high casualty rates of previous wars, there may be conflicting opponents who died directly on the battlefield.

   "The Viscount Sith is willing to stay, so we welcome it. However, efficiency is what matters on the battlefield, and there can only be one person who gives orders.

   When the country is facing a crisis, Hudson happens to have some military talent and is willing to take on this important task to serve the country.

   This requires you to feel wronged and obey the military orders. Don't do anything that is detrimental to the interests of our human race because of a momentary dispute. "

  When it is time to fight, we must fight. In the continent of Aslant, the strong are respected, and modesty is never considered a virtue.

  If you want to play the trick of "three pushes and three words", the younger brothers don't know how to cooperate. Do as the Romans do, involving military power, Hudson can only show domineering.

  Putting off the big hat, he glanced at the audience, but couldn't find any supporters. Viscount Sith felt a chill in his heart.

   While secretly scolding the children of the nobles in the North for being cowardly and unbelievable; at the same time secretly annoyed that they were careless, and they didn't even notice that they were dug into the wall.

  Fortunately, he didn't know that all the nobles in the north made a temporary decision to quit because they saw that he was not strong enough, otherwise they would have to collapse on the spot.

   "Viscount Hudson, don't worry. How dare Sith be negligent in the slightest when it comes to matters involving hundreds of millions of people in our human race.

  I’m just afraid that someone will take revenge for their own sake and take the opportunity to suppress dissidents, wasting the vitality of my human race in vain, and making it easier for foreign bandits..."

   The struggle to death, except for giving Hudson another wave of eye drops, did not affect his acquisition of army command.

  Deep in his heart, Hudson secretly raised his vigilance against the Sith Viscount. "Bending and stretching" is easy to say, but few can do it.

   Being able to lower your figure and bow your head to competitors who are not as good as yourself is not a kind of ability.

  The seemingly futile performance is not completely meaningless. At the very least, a seed of distrust has been planted in the hearts of the noble children of the Northlands. If one day Hudson acts unfairly, this seed will take root and germinate.

  (end of this chapter)