My British Empire

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Don't underestimate the business people's sense of business opportunities.

When Edward dragged the pigs and chickens to the barracks road, the nearby small vendors brought all kinds of goods to the barracks and set up a temporary shop tent, ready to take out the rewards from the soldiers.

The soldiers happily carried the one pound they were allotted, and rushed to the established shops near the barracks, and couldn't wait to start the journey of enjoyment.

Among them, the coquettish buttocks and stumbled women, the clear and fragrant wine, and the lively casino, these are the three favorite places of the soldiers.

Moreover, most of the soldiers are bachelors, and it is considered generous to spend money, which is why the merchants came here without hesitation.

In this regard, Edward has nothing to do. This is a characteristic of this era, and he can only get as much benefit as possible.

Therefore, the city government has also made the necessary treatment. Facing such a consumer market, the paunchy tax official also patrolled step by step, his eyes were unusually sharp, and he refused to let go of a loophole.

In other words, most of the money Edward sent out went back to the city government after a roundabout.

As a high-level member of the Guards, Knight Baron Baldwin feels that his current life is extremely comfortable. His monthly salary has reached ten pounds. .

In the past, he was quite envious of those knights who had feudal lands. They could be domineering in the feudal lands, which was not comfortable.

Only now do I understand that when the war comes, they have to prepare their own soldiers and armor to serve His Majesty the King. For this alone, the money accumulated in a year is not enough. How can they be more comfortable now!

Gently picking up a handful of oatmeal, Barron put it in front of a strong black horse, and watched the horse chewing relish with a smile on his face, and a flower burst into a smile on his face.

"Mr. Knight, His Majesty has summoned you to discuss matters in the main tent!" A panting orderly came, with sweat on his forehead, and said out of breath.

"Okay! I'll go right away! Take care of my horse for me!" Barron glanced at the big black horse that was eating delicious food, said to the groom beside him, and strode away alone.

In this regard, the orderly did not dare to rest, and continued to run non-stop.

Barron stroked his beard and wondered what it meant to hold a meeting at Christmas. Could it be that there was going to be another war?

He thought silently in his heart, and soon, he came to the main tent, saluted His Majesty the King and Knight Alexander who were smiling, found a place that belonged to him, and stood down with a bow.

After a while, all the high-level officials, that is, more than 30 high-level guards, arrived, and the main tent was crowded, but it seemed a little silent.

"Everyone, as the Royal Guards, I am satisfied with your performance!"

Edward looked around, and after getting a hint from Alexander Knight, he said loudly.

Facing the king's praise, each knight raised his chest as much as possible, and the pride on his face was hard to suppress.

"However, you have to understand that if you are dealing with those savages in Scotland, you are indeed more than enough!"

"However, compared with the Spaniards, or even the French, you are nothing more than that, and you are hard to resist! It is considered capable to be able to retreat completely, let alone victory!"

Edward's face was full of seriousness, and he hit the knights in front of him word by word, showing contempt in his words.

For the king's faceless blow, Baron and the other knights who had fought with Henry VIII for many years immediately blushed, and they seemed quite agitated.

Edward estimated in his heart that if he was not the king, he might be beaten so hard that he could not take care of himself.

And the Alexander knight on the side couldn't help shaking his face, he was obviously a little angry.

"In this regard, everyone, don't say how brave you are. If bravery is useful, why didn't the previous king take back the territory that was taken by the royal family?"

Looking at the knights who were about to move their mouths, Edward directly blocked their excuses.

"Don't say that our longbowmen are powerful, no matter how powerful they are, they can't make us open the French cavalry who are like iron barrels!"

Edward's voice became louder and louder. Hearing it in the ears of the knights, it made them lower their proud heads even more.

"Also, I don't know if everyone has discovered it. The appearance of the arquebus has gradually dissipated the advantages of our longbowmen. Will we never be able to win in the future?"

"As far as I know, the Spanish army is equipped with a large number of matchlock guns. I can't imagine the scene of a battle!"

Edward picked up a matchlock gun from the attendant next to him, raised it above his head, asked sharply, and then sighed.

The knights also looked up one after another, looking at the raised arquebus, their eyes became more and more complicated.

They also all knew that although the range of the arquebus was still not comparable to that of the longbow, and it was accompanied by various shortcomings, sooner or later, it would catch up with the longbow and crush it.

Moreover, due to Henry VIII's many years of fighting, the folk longbowmen were almost exhausted.

In this regard, the knights did not want to open their eyes and talk nonsense, and could only express silence.

Edward looked at the suppressed knight and couldn't help but nodded.

Facing these knights of his father's generation, if he wanted to reform, it would be difficult to succeed without their support.

After all, the army is different from the government. Edward has never fought a battle and lacks prestige. Moreover, they are used to the original tactics, and if they change it rashly, they may be unanimously resisted.

Seeing that these knights basically lowered their heads, Edward nodded to Knight Alexander.

The Alexander knight smiled slightly on his handsome face, expressing his understanding, and then slowly walked up to the knights, but Edward took a step back.

"Gentlemen, His Majesty the King has made it clear that at present our English army is inferior to the French, and our navy is inferior to Spain. If we don't want to make progress, the only way to wait for England is to perish. Are we going to sit and wait for death? ?"

Alexander Knight's voice is still as magnetic as ever, full of masculine charm, anyone who hears it will be satisfied, what a pity! Edward sighed slightly in his heart.

"We want to too! But we can't find a way now!" Barron said a little depressed, and won the approval of all the knights, and everyone expressed their helplessness.

"That's why His Majesty the King summoned everyone to come and announce to everyone that at present, the Guards need a reform!"