Section 51 Dividing the benefits

The Skeleton Guard Cavalry, as the oldest cavalry in the Kingdom of Prous, was founded in the hands of Duke Schwab, the founder of the Kingdom of Prous. This personality cavalry with white stripes on their breastplate was not from nobles, but usually a group of proletarians and self-cultivated farmers from the Duke's territory. These people, as beneficiaries of the Duke's policy, became followers of the strong support of the Duke. Their primary allegiance was neither the church nor the emperor, but the Schwab, who signed a contract with them.

And this kind of person who believes that the Duke Schwab's system of noble knight fiefs is superficial, because the Duke does not sell the ownership of the land, and the cavalry and their families only have the right to use, but this right to use is not interfered with. The Duke clearly records this in the agreement, so these people from low-class people fought for the benefit of the land use right, but the Duke's own land has not been reduced. This initiative became a policy that other countries and royal families will follow in the future.

The members of the Skeleton Guard Cavalry would hardly have non-war autonomous reduction in wars, that is, the commonly known deserters, because Duke Schwab had firmly controlled the family members of the cavalry living on his land, which also became the main condition for the members of the Skeleton Guard Cavalry of the Kingdom of Prous. Of course, after the Skeleton Guard Cavalry became a guard of honor wearing white horizontal button dresses, this tradition gradually disappeared.

——"The Rise of the Kingdom of Prous"

Schwab led the Mark Legion to defeat Baron Russell's troops like magic. Sir York, who was on the battlefield, stared at the knocked-down knights and the infantrymen who were fleeing everywhere, and were chased by the Husar cavalry with scimitars. Everything was developing too fast. The fast Sir York did not even notice his victory. The Mark Legion attacked each other like a sophisticated machine. This method of attacking in an orderly manner surprised Sir York and was deeply impressed.

"Hello, Sir York." When Schwab, wearing black armor, rode up and down on a war horse, came to Sir York, only after reminding him of his servant, Sir York realized his disobedience.

"Hello, Lord Mark," Sir York bowed his head slightly and gave Schwab a courteous manner of equal status.

"Bold, this is the vassal of the Duke of Hanruowei, Earl Stettin." Bald Otto followed Schwab's right and shouted loudly.

"What? Is it really Earl of Stedeing?" Sir York opened his mouth, and he quickly took off his helmet and got off the war horse, then stepped forward with one foot and bent it slightly backward, pressed his right hand on his chest, lowered his head to make the most noble courtesy to the upper class.

"Sir York, there is no need to be too polite. I hope we can get along as friends." Schwabxu held his right hand and said kindly. Although it was a bit suspicious of show-making, it was a necessary etiquette to tame these local nobles.

"Where, I don't know why Lord Earl brought troops to my territory?" Sir York asked curiously.

"I heard that Baron Russell led his soldiers to endanger the rights of many nobles around him for a long time, but out of trust in the honor of a noble, I did not believe that this was true, until the merchants entering and leaving my territory said that the crazy Baron Russell suddenly attacked for no reason, Sir York, a model of local nobles, so I am determined to lead my people to prevent this tragedy." Schwab memorized the manuscript written by Lao Lauke for him without red face.

"You have been awarded." Sir York heard Schwab's praise and quickly said modestly and cautiously. However, as an older noble, Sir York had a family that had been thriving here for a hundred years, and had a close connection among the local nobles. It is not an exaggeration to call it prestigious.

"Sir Earl, the rebellious Baron Russell has been captured." A Husar cavalry in colorful costume used to a nobleman in a cloak on his horse. The nobleman fell into the mud in a mess. He looked up from under his messy hair, and Schwab, who was riding on the horse and Sir York beside him.

"Russell, you old dog." Sir York was furious. He slammed Baron Russell's forehead with the helmet in his hand. Baron Russell let out a wail, but Sir York didn't mean to let him go. Then he pulled Baron Russell with his thick arms and punched him in the face with his huge fist. After a while, Baron Russell's face was like a dye shop opened, with green pieces and purple pieces, and snot, tears and blood mixed together.

"Okay, Sir York, you will kill him like this." Schwab didn't want Baron Russell to die here at this time, because he had not transferred the rights to Dick yet.

"Good luck to you, bah." Sir York pushed Baron Russell, and then spat a sputum on him. As Schwab's captive, Sir York, must respect Schwab's rights.

"Don't kill me, I, I'm willing to pay the ransom, any amount." Baron Russell lies on the ground like a dead dog, muttering in his mouth.

"We are willing to pay the ransom, too." The other knights who were knocked off the horse were crowded together and were watched by the Skeleton Guards. They heard the Baron's words and said loudly.

"We have another plan for your affairs, Baron Russell. As for you knights, I allow you to exchange your ransom for your lives." Schwab said condescendingly.

"Thank you, generous Count, for our swear we will never go against you again." The knights said quickly.

"Very good, remember your vows." Schwab did not really believe the vows of these knights. He just needed a lot of money to support before the expedition to Stedeen. The ransoms of these knights was a considerable income. As for Baron Russell, no matter how much ransom he paid, it was useless, because Schwab needed a loyal ally, of course this person would not be Baron Russell.

"To thank you for your rescue, today I would like to invite you and your entourage to enter my estate and let me fulfill my landlords' friendship." Sir York said thankfully, but Schwab keenly noticed that Sir York mentioned Schwab and his entourage, which means that his subordinates were not invited. Although Schwab felt a little disappointed with Sir York's distrust, he thought that any lord would be very cautious in this dangerous era.

"Then you will be here." After Schwab was connected, he ordered the Mark Legion to station on the spot. Fortunately, Schwab strengthened the role of a caravan since fighting with the Novedes. The wheels of the caravan were usually made of a whole piece of wood, and there was no concept of a spoke at all. Therefore, the caravan was heavy and efficient when walking. However, as Schwab, who came to this era from the future, was very clear about the great role of the spokes. He ordered the craftsmen to install iron bar spokes for each caravan in his caravan. The wheels were made from the cutting of the whole piece of wood to the suppression of the wooden bars. The light wheels increased the speed of the caravans. On muddy roads, caravans guaranteed the logistics of the Mark Legion. When the Mark Legion was stationed, the caravans connected to the end became a solid fortress and a warm place to stay.

"It's incredible." Sir York rubbed his eyes in a daze when he saw the fortress formed by a caravan that was quickly connected to the end, and the Mark soldiers who happily raised the bonfire to cook in the caravan convoy.

"Sir, this is nothing extraordinary." Bald Otto said proudly.

"It's nothing great?" Sir York felt a faint chill in his back. Unlike those reckless young knights, Sir York, who had experienced the baptism of war, knew the importance of logistics deeply. It was not the personal courage that dominated the war but the morale of the soldiers. The morale of morale must be guaranteed with sufficient logistical support. Logistic failure is often one of the main factors in the failure of the entire battle, especially in the face of a long-lasting siege battle. It can be said that from the supplies on the caravan, it can be seen that if Schwab wants to attack his own manor, he can do it and last long enough.

On the watchtower tower of the manor, the guards saw Sir York and Schwab walking side by side, following their respective entourages, and Sir York's men had already returned to the manor first. Sir York's wife was happily waiting for her husband and noble guests at the gate. The servants in the kitchen of the manor's lord were busy preparing enough food. According to Sir York's orders, the wine in the wine cellar was carried out in a bucket and put it in a carriage and sent to the Mark Legion's garrison. In the joy of victory, Sir York's father-in-law then led his men to support his son-in-law. Of course, the enemy had been defeated, and the subsequent war became a carnival between Schwab and the nobles and squire in these places.

The mutually enthusiastic way was to bless each other, and friendship was established in the interweaving of both sides. Schwab had established a relatively strong friendship with these local nobles, which was enough Schwab had no worries to conquer Steding. In order to deepen the friendship between the two sides, Lao Lauke suggested that Schwab and Sir York and others have entered into a pledge to deal with Baron Russell and his followers, as well as to divide some of Baron Russell's land and property. Of course, under Schwab's strong suggestion, Baron Russell's castle and some of his land rights were retained. The others were generously distributed to the nobles by Schwab, in exchange for their support for Dick to inherit Baron Russell's property and rights. After a series of verbal battles, both sides drank wine satisfactorily and expressed the achievement of the oath.
Chapter completed!