Black Iron Crown

Time passed very quickly, and in just one month, the factories of the royal lords rose from the ground, and bolts of woolen cloth were produced from their factories.

At the same time, the degreased wool in Lennar's inventory was also rapidly consumed.

The more than 50,000 sheep obtained from the expedition to the grassland last year have been consciously bred, and now the number has reached 60,000. Apart from some being slaughtered to supply the army, there are more newborn lambs that have grown up and started to produce wool.

After all, Leiner has a huge sheep base, and under such circumstances, the speed of reproduction is even faster than the speed of slaughter, so Leiner is not worried that the number of sheep will not make ends meet.

All he worries about is that the growth rate of wool cannot keep up with the production of woolen cloth.

After a long period of training, the army in the northern border became more and more mature. After experiencing life and death on the battlefield, they returned to the territory and continued the previous training.

Now every soldier under Leiner's command is a soldier who has experienced at least one battle and has been trained for more than a year.

Each of them is not weak in combat. At least in terms of physical fitness and combat experience, they are only slightly weaker than Merland's military, and they are definitely elite compared to other lords' armies.

Even in such a cold winter, these soldiers still need to train for more than eleven hours a day.

This kind of training intensity can be called hell in this era, but the soldiers can bear it.

Under the supply of meat, milk, and eggs, each of them's physical fitness has risen sharply, and their sinews and tendons look as powerful as a strong bull.

There are meat, egg and milk for three meals, which is definitely a huge expense.

In fact, if all the food is converted into currency, it is definitely more than the salaries paid to the soldiers. If it weren't for Leiner raising sheep and chickens himself, all the money was used to buy these meat, egg and milk, I am afraid he is now Already broke.

The army under his command eats more than forty sheep every day, and on average, each person eats two catties of mutton a day!

This is not counting eggs and goat milk. One can imagine how terrifying their daily protein and nutrient intake is, but their training consumption has reached a balance with their intake. Otherwise, I am afraid that they will all become Big fat man.

However, it is worth mentioning that the soldiers' gums occasionally ooze blood recently. Reiner knew that this was a sign of vitamin deficiency, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Now that the northern region is covered with heavy snow, there are no vegetables for them to eat. Even Lena's gums are bleeding, so he can only eat some pickles to make up for it.

In the barracks, there was an aura of enthusiasm.

Even in such a cold world, the atmosphere is still as hot as summer.

The soldiers shouted loudly and ran in circles, and some soldiers practiced fiercely with long swords, and many people trained their arm strength and waist strength with various equipment made of stone.

Frant followed Reiner with a big belly and watched the training of the soldiers, and couldn't help but be speechless: "Isn't this kind of training too harsh? Shouldn't the soldiers be given some rest time?"

She was also a person who led soldiers to fight on the battlefield. Even so, she still felt cruel after seeing the training intensity of the soldiers in the northern border.

"If you put in more sweat on the training ground, you may save a life on the battlefield! Now if they don't work hard, they will face death on the battlefield!"

"What's more, I didn't give them such a high military salary and such a good meal for them to enjoy,

They are going to fight for me! "

Reiner shook his head and said to Farrant: "Without such an army, why should I be the Grand Duke of the North? I must have the strength to match this title!"

Frante was silent after hearing this. She finally understood why so many royal lords were defeated by the rebels' crowd tactics on the battlefield, and only Leiner's army could hold on.

"Is this... the army in the north..." Frant looked at these lively soldiers with admiration in his heart.

At the beginning, she thought that the army she led was well-trained. When she saw the army under Lai'an, she knew what it meant to be truly well-trained.

The number of troops directly under Leiner has reached more than 3,100, and the army of vassals can reach about 6,000.

At this stage, this is a force capable of changing the situation, but in the final analysis, it still has not reached the point where it can affect the overall situation with its own power.

Otherwise, Reiner still needs to forbear now?

As long as his army reaches more than 10,000 people, he dares to take the army south to attack the imperial capital and put the emperor's hat on his head.

But there is no way, he still can't feed so many troops.

He only has a population of 180,000 in his hands now, and this is the number he has achieved after a series of deceptions and the increase of refugee platforms.

Among them, the number of men is only more than 80,000, and among them, there are only more than 50,000 young and middle-aged men suitable for the battlefield.

These 50,000 people will be responsible for most of the physical labor in the territory, including farming, harvesting, and construction, and everything requires labor.

Even if the ratio of the regular army to the residents is one to one hundred, it is militaristic. Before there is no more population, it is not suitable to recruit too many full-time professional troops into the army, which will affect the overall development of the territory. The new 81 Chinese website is updated the fastest Mobile terminal: https:/

This is also the reason why Leiner took the route of elite soldiers. He couldn't be like the lord in the south. He couldn't pull out thousands of serfs and send them to the battlefield as cannon fodder. He really couldn't bear it.

At the same time, Fort Creek also faced a choice.

Earl Entos and Earl Riel brought their vassals together. In addition, three barons formed two coalition armies, which were stationed on the south and southwest borders of Fort Creek.

No one knew when they would cross the border and attack Fort Creek, and the entire Fort Creek was panicked for a while.

"Oh my god, these damn invaders, why did they attack us!" A local resident said worriedly.

"Maybe I should do business in another place, it's too dangerous here!" This is the thought of a businessman, who is ready to rush to other regions with his goods and all his wealth.

"Come and take a look! You only need five silver coins to own a manor with fifty acres of arable land!" A squire shouted around. The beautiful manor he was most proud of and loved in the past was worth three gold coins. Now the price has dropped below five silver coins.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

"Oh my God! Damn it! Didn't Miss Farrant marry the Duke of the North! Why are we still being attacked?"

"That's right! Everything Miss has done is useless!"

"It's not in vain! In fact, she was afraid! She was afraid of being captured by these people! It was she who annoyed these lords on the battlefield! In order to avoid disaster, she married the Duke of the North! Leave the disaster to us !"

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