King

After initially understanding the history of the mainland, apart from feeling incredible, there was only one thought in Hudson's mind - chaos.

"A small battle every three years, a big battle every ten years", as if the whole world was born for war.

Not only do wars often break out between countries, but there are also constant disputes among the noble lords within the kingdom. It can be said that from the moment of birth, war has accompanied the life of the nobles.

The reasons for the outbreak of war are also all kinds of strange. They are all unimaginable and impossible. A nest of honey or a wild beast may become the trigger for the outbreak of war.

If it weren't for the existence of extraordinary power, Hudson would have suspected that he had returned to the Middle Ages. In addition to the addition of foreign races, the continent of Aslant is simply a replica of the European Middle Ages.

Perhaps because of the cost, except for the key descriptions related to the Koslow family, most of the rest was briefly mentioned, which made Hudson very disappointed.

The most troublesome thing is that these are all materials from the past and are completely inconsistent with the current situation. If you want to know the situation outside, you can probably only ask Baron Redman.

But as a Xibei guy, it was too late for Hudson to hide from him now, so how could he come to his door?

Unable to find the answer he wanted, and returning to his residence full of doubts, Hudson suddenly found that the Warcraft crystal core on his body had turned into powder.

"Baroness fooling herself with fakes?"

As soon as this idea arose, it was dismissed by Hudson. When delivering the goods, he personally inspected them to ensure that the rich magic power was genuine.

What's more, the time is so short, even if you want to fake it, you don't have time to arrange it. Hudson didn't think the Baroness would have a magician at her ready.

Concentrating his energy, Hudson vaguely discovered that there seemed to be a compass in his mind, with a four-character inscription faintly engraved on it.

Goldfinger seemed to have arrived. Unfortunately, Hudson had limited knowledge and did not recognize the four ancient Chinese characters on it.

Of course, even knowing each other is useless. No matter how simple the operation procedure is, it cannot be only four words.

It didn't bother Hudson if he couldn't figure out how to use it. Regardless of whether it can be used or not, something is better than nothing. The compass is activated after absorbing magic power, which is an entry point.

Maybe if you feed a few more magic cores, you can find out how to use the compass. Just thinking about the high price of magic core made Hudson feel bad instantly.

Sure enough, he just didn't have the destiny to get rich. I was in debt in my previous life, but I didn't expect that after time travel, I would still be a poor man. I just made a small fortune and I'm about to spit it out again.

The magic core is not easy to exchange. You have to go to a big city. In the remote Tielun Town, I guess only the Baron Mansion and Pastor Quinn have collections.

If Hudson were a magician or an alchemist, there would still be hope of finding an advantage for his father to have sex for free. Forget it if you are a knight, you are not professional.

This kind of thing cannot be rushed. The cautious Hudson will not take risks before he understands the situation.

…

In the early morning, as soon as a red glow rose in the sky, the town square was filled with people.

A knight does not exist alone, he must also have auxiliary attendants. After all, armor, weapons, and horses also need to be taken care of, and noble knights can't bear to do it themselves.

Hudson was no exception. Today it was his turn to choose his attendants, and all the teenagers in the square came here to try their luck.

Even though he was just a knight's attendant, he was still out of reach for ordinary people.

Once you take this step, you are eligible to participate in military training. If you perform meritorious service on the battlefield, you can also receive rewards.

The battlefield is indeed dangerous, but the problem is that if you don't become a knight's squire, you still have to follow him on the battlefield.

It was common for small and medium-sized nobles who could not afford a standing army to recruit serfs to join the war.

No matter what, the survival rate of those who follow the leader is always higher than that of the soldiers below.

"Hudson, start selecting people in your own way!"

Baron Redman said expressionlessly.

Close cooperation is required on the battlefield, and of course the closer the attendants are, the better. Hudson is naturally familiar with the group of spirited young men in front of him, and there are also people who are close to them.

But they all belong to the original owner and have nothing to do with the current Hudson. With only the vague memories in his mind, he couldn't tell who was who.

"Those who intend to become a knight's squire should run ten times around the town until the hourglass falls as the time limit."

Hudson said with a smile.

But that smile looked particularly terrifying when it fell into the eyes of all the teenagers.

Seeing that only half of the hourglass was left, everyone hurriedly ran away, fearing that they would be left behind.

It doesn't matter if you can't beat the enemy, as long as you can outrun your teammates. In Hudson's view, war in the aristocratic world is also about "the leftover being king".

In this era of serious class consolidation, it is almost impossible to soar into the sky. For a small nobleman like him who has no inheritance rights, the best way is to endure it.

It is far easier for the heir who comes first to receive a box lunch, or to wait until relatives are extinct, or to find a marriage with a noble with a small population, than to obtain a fiefdom through military exploits.

After all, all land now has owners. Unless there is an external force to break it, it is difficult for big opportunities to appear.

Anyway, one carrot after another, without the emergence of ownerless fiefdoms, there will be no new fiefdom nobles born. Even if he has made meritorious service, it is only an honorary noble.

"Swiss, swiss, swish..."

The hourglass quickly bottomed out, and the young men who had joined the knight's entourage returned to the square one after another. They were either happy or dejected. It was one family's joy and another's sorrow.

Just when Hudson was about to announce the results, Baron Redman suddenly said: "A total of thirty-one people arrived on time, let's start the second round!"

In an instant, Hudson understood what was going on. Too many people were passing through. Tielun Town naturally does not lack such a population, but the problem is that it currently lacks a source of income.

As usual, after several months of training, he would go out to fend for himself.

From Hudson's point of view, the more knights-in-waiting the better, but Baron Redman didn't think he could afford them.

Traditional knights made a living by fighting, and life would be difficult if they had no foundation. But Hudson was different. He didn't have the baggage of aristocratic honor. When pressed, he could join robbers and rob caravans.

With a sharp sword in your hand and a mountain in your chest, how can you be hungry?

His arms couldn't hold his thighs, and now he had to rely on Baron Redman for a living. Hudson said helplessly: "Then we will compete in terms of skill, and the ten strongest people will be selected."

After saying that, he ignored Baron Redman's ugly expression. Ten people is already his final bottom line and cannot be any less.

More people do not necessarily mean greater strength, but few people will definitely suffer. When starting a business in the era of cold weapons, the bigger the team, the better.