Start as Inherited Baroness

"Longevity, Master Simon! Longevity!"

"Thank you kind master!"

"Longevity! Longevity!!"

...

Sarit led people to preach for more than half an hour, and the freedmen almost understood it.

I don’t know who started it, but they suddenly became excited and shouted Simon’s name, hoping that he would live a long life, which probably meant long live...

With so many people shouting together, it was like a roaring tsunami that could be heard miles away.

Some baron lords a little further away had just selected freemen and before they had time to leave, they were so frightened by the scene that they thought a riot had occurred.

"What's going on!? Get out first!" Many barons were frightened away.

At this time, Simon was also a little confused and scared. Why did he suddenly become fanatical? Could there be magic at work? ?

However, he quickly heard what the freedmen were shouting, and he immediately felt relieved, and he also felt a little excited and excited.

It is really a pleasure to be supported by so many people.

"It seems that the conditions I gave were too good, and they didn't seem to be very good. I guess it was because the previous lord squeezed him too hard..."

He was thinking in his mind. The freedmen shouted for about ten minutes and gradually calmed down.

"Baron Simon is going to form a militia and provide food! Everyone, stay where you are and don't move!

The person I selected goes to the front! " Seeing that the freedmen were no longer so excited, Sarit began to recruit militiamen.

This process lasted until evening before it was completed.

During this period, Simon sat on his horse and observed these free people carefully. He saw that they were all poor people in their clothes, and many of them had families and families.

However, there are basically no elderly people. Most of them are men and women in their prime. The basic unit is husband and wife and children, that is, one household.

Occasionally, there are men holding self-defense weapons such as short spears and daggers, as well as men wearing leather armor. These people are the key recruitment targets for the militia.

"Lord Baron, the militia of two thousand people has been assembled.

However, most of them are unarmed. "Salit completed the task and reported to Simon.

"It's okay, Mailan has already bought a lot of spears, and in addition, there are hundreds of carriages of food.

These things are enough to support us in returning to the Valorous Territory. Simon said calmly.

In the afternoon, Mailan had already brought people back, spent all the money he had on hand, and exchanged a lot of useful supplies.

In just this noon time, all the grain merchants sold out all the grain for sale, and every lord was buying in large quantities.

Mailan took the people there fairly quickly and had sufficient funds, so he was able to snap up a lot.

The supply of weapons has become much tighter at the same time, and the prices have increased slightly, but the lack of food is not as serious as that.

Mailan bought 800 spears and 300 fan-shaped wooden shields. These two are the most cost-effective weapons. He bought nothing else.

“Let’s arrange for the militia to go to the forest to collect firewood and make a fire for cooking. I see that many of the freedmen bring pots with them.

Tell them to line up to get rye and cook their own rice. "Simon looked at the huge crowd and ordered.

"Yes!" Mailan and Sarit responded, and then went to work.

After a while, the freedmen were mobilized and lined up in dozens of lines to receive one day's rations.

It's all rye, and some of it is good, so don't expect too much.

The militiamen were all assigned spears one by one, and then teams of hundreds went to the forest to collect firewood, put it on the carriage, and brought it back to the camp.

Although there are still many people carrying wooden sticks, they can only make do.

During this period, Simon only gave some general guidance, and specific instructions were issued by the Guardsmen.

They communicated and organized pretty well, and so far there have been no major disruptions.

When night fell, hundreds of bonfires were set up in the camp.

Simon and others also started dinner and roasted a lamb, which was tender and juicy.

"Salit, don't rush out tomorrow and give these two thousand militiamen a brief training.

In addition, the freedmen were organized into teams, with each hundred households forming a team and selecting a captain and five deputy captains.

When taking action, gather and disperse in teams. Simon ordered as he gnawed on the leg of lamb.

"Yes! Sir! I understand. I will make arrangements early tomorrow morning." Sarit swallowed a piece of mutton chop and responded.

"Mailan, you will be responsible for the logistics first.

How about I make you an honorary knight? Simon said again.

"Sir! I wish you all! I am willing to serve you..." Mailan put down the mutton chops and immediately knelt down on one knee to promise.

Simon nodded, stood up and drew out the sword from his waist, completing the canonization ceremony.

"Congratulations, Knight Mylan." Sarit chuckled and congratulated.

"Thank you for your blessing!" Mailan responded with a smile on his face.

Simon continued to sit down and eat the leg of lamb and white bread.

"In a few days, we should find a way to confer a knighthood and encourage those honorary knights.

Just a little bit beyond the standard level, five square kilometers is a lot..."

Simon thought to himself, and unknowingly finished the dinner.

"We won't go to the Lord's Inn tonight. Let's set up a tent in this camp."

He ordered that the temperature at night is about zero degrees, which is a bit cold, but generally the cold won't kill anyone, and thicker clothes can definitely hold up.

"Yes!" After hearing this, Mailan immediately went to arrange for someone to set up the big leather tent.

A copper stove for heating was placed in the middle of the tent. There were five or six pieces of burning charcoal in the stove, which could maintain heat for a night.

"Sarrit, I'll leave the defense to you. I'm going to rest." Simon ordered, and then walked away.

Sarrit naturally promised.

Nothing serious would happen in Changxiang Territory, after all, there was a large army of the Xisai Legion to suppress it.

Simon returned to his special tent and found that Yaxue was already warming the bed in the mattress and bedding in the tent.

"My lord~ It's already very warm inside~" the woman said coquettishly.

"Well, you stay for a while, I'll go out for a while and come back soon."

Simon smiled, went over to touch her cheek and hair, and then walked out of the tent.

He went to the place where the supplies were stored, dismissed the guards, took five hundred spears from the storage barn, and put them on the carriage.

These were some of the stocks he had collected before.

Simon used the storage barn as a portable warehouse, so he collected a lot of things.

All kinds of supplies, as long as they were encountered before, would be kept a little.

"Go and call Mailan." Simon asked the guard to reset his position and then ordered.

"Yes!"

The soldier responded respectfully and turned away. Soon, Mailan arrived.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

"I got five hundred spears. You are responsible for distributing them to the militia. That's it." Simon smiled and said.

"Yes!" Mailan didn't ask why, but just agreed and went to handle it.

Simon nodded and returned to his big tent again.

The air inside was much warmer.

He looked at Yaxue in the quilt, hesitated for a while, and still didn't sleep, because he was wearing knight plate armor and it was inconvenient to take it off.

Moreover, Simon was not in the mood in this environment, so he said: "Thank you for your hard work. Today's situation is special, and it's not easy for me to take off my armor.

Go back to sleep, and I'll call you later."

"Yes, sir." Yaxue was a little disappointed when she heard it, but she still obediently came out of the quilt, put on her coat, and walked out.