The King

  Chapter 32 The Sitting System and the Honest Soldier Hudson

   If eyes could kill, Hudson had already torn the old man in front of him to pieces. During the day, he was still an uncle and nephew, so he sold him so quickly.

   "Whoever proposes the plan is responsible for its implementation. If it succeeds, the credit belongs to everyone; if it fails, the responsibility rests solely with the proposer."

  Such a simple workplace law, I didn't expect that after time travel, I would still be tricked. Hudson wanted to cry but had no tears.

  Conscience of heaven and earth, he is already very careful, isn't it just to make a small fortune, as for making it so big?

  The **** plan was proposed by him. Obviously, he only hinted at it, and never mentioned the word "robbery" at all.

   In the process of formulating the specific plan, Hudson made a choice based on too many words, and he just echoed from the beginning to the end.

  I wanted to be a quiet melon-eating crowd, but I didn’t expect that I would end up eating melons on my own head. As soon as Machel's old man raised it, everyone responded in a crowd.

  The beautiful words made Hudson feel ashamed. As a cute new knight, he surpassed the rising star and was directly upgraded to "highly respected".

  Hudson can only capitalize on such a shameless operation.

   Wearing a high hat, no matter how humble Hudson is, he can't stop a group of nobles from pushing hard.

  It really made Hudson realize what is: "A tree is as beautiful as a forest, but the wind will destroy it."

  The root of everything is that the previous performance is too good. Even though Hudson has tried his best to hide his clumsiness, he still stands out against the backdrop of a group of pig teammates.

   "Pretending to be a tiger and scaring pigs" was so successful that everyone mistakenly thought that "Hudson ordered troops, the more the better."

   Otherwise, everyone would not dare to entrust this "heavy task" to him. After all, if there is a problem with food and grass, everyone will suffer together when the board is hit.

   Even if Hudson is willing to take the blame, his small body can't afford it. Even if he borrowed a human head, it would be unlucky for Knight Cheers. Who made him the head of the legion?

  Every word makes money, Hudson can only passively take over the important task. Originally, I wanted to bring some unlucky people to accompany me, but I finally gave up.

  If the main force of the rebel army robs food, the entire Fifth Army will be enough to add up, and leaving a few unlucky knights will not help, so we simply don't want to pull hatred.

   Taking over the command of all the serf soldiers, Hudson is also under great pressure.

  Fortunately, the continent of Aslant is strictly hierarchical, and the thorns have been cleaned up by the nobles long ago, and no one jumped out to make trouble.

  After a bunch of centurions were democratically elected through a voluntary election model, Hudson appointed his own cronies as centurions, barely establishing a command system.

  Looking at the earthworm-like team below, Hudson took a deep breath and reminded himself secretly: This is not his own soldier, so there is no need to be so demanding.

  "From now on, the whole army must act in unison. Even if it is eating, sleeping, and shitting, it must be collectively acted at the specified time.

  The eyes are brightened, and everyone supervises each other. If someone breaks the rules and no one reports it, they will be caught again.

  If one person breaks the rules, the whole team will starve; if one team breaks the rules, the whole battalion will starve.

   Under my command, you must abide by my rules. Don't take it seriously, anyone who violates the military order will be hanged.

   It doesn't matter if you can't catch it, anyway, there are family members who can take the blame. If you don't want to implicate your wife and children, then be honest.

   I followed the team closely. If you are missing and can’t see the body, it will be considered a deserter by default. The whole family, young and old, went to the entrance of the village to hang on the gallows..."

   Hudson reprimanded in plain language. It can be summed up in three words - continuous sitting system.

   Originally wanted to say that one person violated the military order and the whole team was killed, but he just remembered that this was a mob. He was afraid that no one would be killed in the end, so Hudson could only change it to "starve".

  For the bottom serfs, starvation is also a heavy punishment. Before enlisting in the army, it was estimated that he would not be able to eat a few full meals throughout the year.

   It is now Earl Pierce who is in charge of the food, so that they can eat with their stomachs open. After finally eating a few full meals, naturally no one wants to continue to starve.

  Frankly speaking, this way of transporting grain is not scientific. All of them passed in a wave of studs. If the war lasted too long, they would have to run back and forth.

   If you know it, you know it, but Hudson didn't talk much. As a petty officer, it is right to obey orders.

   What's more, this is just counterinsurgency, not a national war. It is easy to make jokes about the continuation of the war.

  In fact, even if there is a war between kingdoms in the Aslante continent, the usual war time will not last very long.

  The reason is very simple, the war is too costly. In the feudal era with backward productive forces, no one could bear to go to war for a long time.

  Relying on the strong pressure of the "continuous sitting system", after slaughtering a few unlucky ones who violated the military order, the food transportation team finally stabilized.

  When it comes to the battlefield, it is uncertain whether it can be relied on; anyway, it is engaged in logistics to transport food, and finally no one continues to get lost.

   Of course, one of the reasons is also very important, that is, everyone's food standards have improved. Not only is the black bread enough, but you can also get a bowl of salty meat broth.

   With this bowl of salty minced meat soup, Hudson's image in the minds of the serf soldiers changed from a vicious nobleman to a "generous" nobleman.

   There is no accident, the extra salt and meat broth is the quota for the nobles of the Fifth Army.

   Originally Hudson wanted to swallow it himself, but the business travel disappeared along the way, and there was no place to sell the stolen goods.

   Grain and grass are all bulk commodities, and there is nowhere to hide them. Bringing the embezzled food and grass to join the main force, Hudson is not so naive.

   He despised those short-sighted businessmen for not knowing how to grasp such a good opportunity to make a fortune.

   If you can’t get rid of dirty items, you can’t even talk about the lack of supplies. In the face of cruel reality, Hudson can only be an upright soldier. He simply gave a wave of generosity to his allies and increased the food treatment of the soldiers under his command.

  After self-reflection, Hudson attributed the failure of corruption to the lack of extensive connections.

   It is true that businessmen seek profits, but their fists are not strong enough, and they are often scammed by unscrupulous nobles.

   Knowing that the Fifth Army was in charge of escorting food and grass, no one dared to do business. The biggest reason was that the Fifth Army had too many nobles, and they simply couldn’t handle it.

   If any link is not done, it may be blacked out by others. This kind of shady deal, even if it was robbed, would not dare to say it to the outside world.

  The risks and benefits are not proportional, so naturally no one came. After all, who would have thought that the nobles of the Fifth Army could play tricks and go out to rob together, leaving Hudson alone to look after the house?

  The dream of getting rich was shattered, Hudson could only drift away some disposable ordnance such as arrows, to make up for the pain in his heart.

  (end of this chapter)