Ride and Cut

As the sun sets, the sunlight paints everything with a layer of gold, and the busy day of Gaoshanbao gradually calms down at this time.

"The monarch of the Kingdom of Stuart is called Belluni. This man is not ordinary, and he has a lot of tricks." Buckland was using his rich knowledge to explain the ancient times to everyone, and he just talked about Stuart, one of the three powerful countries.

"What kind of method is that?" Hurt immediately responded.

"Let me give you an example." Buckland raised his tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"You lift."

"A few years ago, he deliberately created a garrison army to hand out the flag to become a regular army."

"Is there such a thing?"

Gunther covered the lower half of Hurt's face with his hand, "Could you please stop talking and let us listen quietly." The lizard man Abu quickly followed suit and nodded vigorously.

"Ahem, don't interrupt." Buckland cleared his throat, and the surrounding immediately became quiet again. "Berunian has installed many ambitious little guys as the commanders of the garrison, so that these little guys feel that they can also be re-declared, and they will build the army out of their own pockets."

"So the garrison expenditure in Stuart has been reduced a lot these years, but the garrison as a whole has become stronger. Do you know how much gold coins can be saved for the treasury a year with this little trick?" Buckland looked around slowly, stretched out two index fingers vertically crossed, and shook them vigorously.

All the audience didn't dare to breathe, they all watched him waiting for the answer to be revealed.

"Let me tell you, at least 100,000, 100,000 gold coins!"

Suddenly there was a sound of gasping around. One gold coin per ounce, one hundred thousand gold coins is more than enough to directly break the limit of their imagination.

"Your Majesty saved so much money a year, what did you use it for, education or people's livelihood, or water conservancy?" Li Cha asked absent-mindedly while busy with his work.

"Her Majesty Belluni is notoriously gluttonous and lustful." Buckland sneered, "Desire is like a bottomless abyss. Of course, how much money you have can only be spent in it."

"The fiscal revenue obtained in exchange for national credit is only used to satisfy one's own selfish desires. This kind of behavior..."

"Ah, corruption!" The lord, who was concerned about the country and the people, suddenly pushed the sign in front of him, "It's all right and wrong, sorry, I'm stupid again!"

The three rabbit-man maidservants who played with him were all tall, slender and long-legged, with beautiful faces and a pair of ruby-like eyes. Wearing brightly colored robes and skirts, and her hair smoothed with pomade, it looks like a dream back to the Republic of China at a glance.

Li Chaji, who was sitting on the main seat, was pulling on a pair of wooden slippers, which made him look like a warlord.

"My lord!" Two guards ran over briskly, dragging a dirty rabbitman.

"Hey, how did you achieve this kind of virtue?" Richard the rabbitman in front of him really has a little impression, he seems to be called Fiddie Pitts, and his footsteps are second to none even among the rabbitmen.

But now Bai Shengsheng's son-in-law is so dirty that he has become a coal mine worker, his clothes have become tattered, his eyes are rolling around in his sockets, and he doesn't know what he has experienced.

There were more rabbitmen behind him who were taken back to the station. Li Cha took a glance and recognized the group he sent to dig murals.

"I saw the undead, who can tell me what's going on?"

"My lord, someone is going to attack the Alpine Fort!" Fidipitz shouted hoarsely.

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Those who played cards didn't have to play, and those who listened to stories didn't have to listen, leaving a field of melon seeds to prove that the relaxation and comfort just now was not an illusion.

The centaur rangers began to wander around the hills to ensure order and stability, while the barbarian infantry set up triple sentry posts, and not even a mouse could get past their guards.

The civilians were keenly aware that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly dragged their children to hide in the house and dared not go out, but they could see pairs of nervous eyes behind the crack of the door.

A pre-war military meeting was being held in the lord's hall. Most of the guards' leaders were present, and Anne and Buckland were also present as guests.

Fidipitz's bravery brought a lot of information to Alpine Fortress, allowing them to know more about the enemy than the enemy knew about them.

The lord was taken aback when he first heard that it was a legion. In his impression, a legion has at least 20,000 to 30,000 people under its jurisdiction. For example, the Three Lions Legion in the Northeast Province is said to have more than 35,000 people.

If the enemy really reaches this scale, it can be regarded as a foreign invasion, and he must consider asking for help from the city of Cologne.

Fortunately, Buckland is well-informed and will not be deceived by this kind of pretense: "Stuart's army only has about 4,000 people. The one with the brown bear flag must be the garrison army, and the maximum number will not exceed 3,000."

"It's not like our Pompeii are all large armies, one can support six or seven of them."

"There are only so few people in a legion." The lord raised his eyebrows, a little unbelievable, he knew that no matter which country the legion was in, it was the most advanced unit.

According to the Pompeii military system, legion-level units must have the ability to independently undertake medium-sized battles, and the troop strength and equipment configuration are based on this as the guiding ideology.

However, the size of the Stuart Kingdom's legion is determined, at most it only has the ability to complete certain tasks, and a plurality of legions must be temporarily organized to carry out battles.

The lord rubbed his chin, looking playful. His intuition told him that if this kind of military system difference was traced back to the source, he would definitely find something very interesting.

"Li Cha, don't be distracted." Annie poked his arm lightly and whispered.

The half-elf's slender white palm was holding a quill pen, which was placed on a stack of reed paper for meeting minutes.

"In addition, we must consider the possibility that the other party has an accompanying mage." Li Cha reached out and tapped on the table to attract the attention of others.

He himself used the asymmetry of spellcasting information to overshadow the Minotaur, and he has always maintained a deep vigilance about the ability of spells to create miracles in war.

"Oh, it's difficult." The lord now thinks about the few pieces of goods in his spell-casting team, and his head hurts. There are two fools and one bastard, and the proportion of normal people has remained stable at zero.

It would definitely be unfair to say that he is not a spellcaster, but as a spellcaster, he is partial to San Jose. They are all one-trick players, and they are especially powerful when they are used together. The problem is that it is impossible to use them exactly every time.

Military mages in various countries basically have the title of mid-level mage, and Stuart is of course no exception.

This is because low-level mages have limited capabilities and weak self-protection capabilities. Recruiting them would harm the country's magical potential. Compared with middle-level mages, the number of high-level mages has fallen precipitously, so they often have more noble status as magic consultants or court mages.

Both Nehru and Henha can only be regarded as low-level mages. If you engage in spell confrontation, even if you think about it with your toes, you can't count on it.