Chapter 872 (2/2)
The poorer ones don’t have any armor at all. The only thing that can provide them with protection is the tattered hemp clothes on them... even the weapons in their hands were issued to them by their lord. of……
If you look at it from the perspective of later generations, these guys can't be called soldiers at all, at most they are just a group of mobs...
But in fact, they are indeed soldiers...No way, in the Middle Ages, most of the so-called soldiers have this virtue, and it does not mean that there are no professional soldiers. However, the professional soldiers of the Duke of Orleans must be reluctant to give him too many illegitimate children... …
You know, there are five or six serf soldiers on top of a professional soldier. This is almost the recognized conversion unit of this era... Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is-at least five to ten serfs are needed. Only the output of the company can support a professional soldier.
It is conceivable that every professional soldier is precious to his lord.
Therefore, it is said that it is a 15,000 army, but in fact, there are only 3,000 professional soldiers, plus 12,000 serf soldiers...
As huge wooden sailboats docked on the pier, these ragged serfs, one by one, carried the piles of materials on the pier to the ship... Among them, there were soldiers wearing standard equipment, acting as The duties of a supervisor.
In the eyes of these soldiers, these mud legs are cannon fodder on the battlefield, but-without them, it would not work, and-in their peasant cunning heads, there are often some big-headed cleverness, such as stealing some. Supplies for the army, etc...So, it won't work if you don't look at them.
If you don’t watch them move the materials, when they finish moving, it is estimated that the materials will be at least half less...
As for those knights?
Except during war, they would not appear in such places where the inferior people gather... They should be in the houses of the noble ladies in the city at this time, telling the brave deeds to those fancy ladies... ...If you are lucky, they don't need to go back to the barracks tonight...Because those passionate ladies will entertain these brave knights with their soft bodies.
”Bah... Damn it, the rye in my house has not been confiscated yet, and the war is about to start again...” Brudfan, wearing a captain's costume, sipped bitterly. He is the son of a blacksmith. And his uneducated father simply gave him a very memorable name, Iron Nugget... I guess it meant that he wanted him to be a strong man like an Iron Nugget...
”No way...” The soldier beside Brudevan also said helplessly: ”Those noble lords don't care about our life and death... Anyway, tithes are not worth mentioning to them, not even comparable. What about the money they spent on a party...”
Tithing is a tax collected by the church, whether it is a commoner or nobleman, even if it is a king, it must be paid the same...Of course, to say so, there are too many places to operate...
What will happen if you don't pay?Of course he will be expelled from his teaching status, and then—being beaten as a heresy...
Don’t think it’s nothing to be expelled. In fact, in this period—expulsion is basically equivalent to—there is no place for burial...
Just as the two were complaining, there was a commotion in the distant crowd...
Brudevan looked up and saw a black carriage driven into the port under the escort of more than a dozen knights... The two hurriedly stopped talking, strained their faces, straightened their chests, and looked loyal to their duties. .
But in fact-the nobles in the carriage didn't care about them...
At this moment, in the carriage, sitting a shabby-looking young man, he was gently looking out...
When I saw the serf soldiers carrying supplies on the dock, I clicked my head with a little satisfaction... Then he said to the burly man sitting opposite me in bright chain armor, ”Dear Xia Sir, can all the supplies here be moved today?”
”Yes, Lord Earl...” Charles nodded and said: ”We should be thankful that Nantes is located on the lower reaches of the Loire River. This saves us at least half of our army expenses... It's a pity that we can There are too few fleets to call. Otherwise, we can use fleets to transport troops and follow the Loire to the capital of the Duchy of Brittany, Nantes!”
”That's no way...” Lorraine sighed and said helplessly: ”Although we are in a truce with England, they have been keeping an eye on our shipyard. We can't build too many large-scale ships. Sea boat...”
”Yeah...” Charles knows these things well...
As the most junior knight under the Duke of Orleans, Charles was not taken seriously by the Duke... Therefore, he was the first to respond when the Duke just proposed to transfer his illegitimate son Lorraine...
Nothing else, just for the odd goods to live in...
Charles could fully see how the Duke loved his bastard... It was only in view of the church's death rule that the bastard could not inherit the title, that Lorraine could not be brought back into the family...
Of course, even so, the Duke still took pains to get his illegitimate son into the palace, and tried every means to make Charles VI canonize his son and make him an honorary earl. Although this earl has a lot of water, he only has a name. An earl with a head and no fief is not even comparable to a baron with a fief in the eyes of nobles...
However, Charles believed that soon—the duke’s illegitimate son would get a fief that matched his title... Wasn’t this war prepared for this?
Charles decided to show off a little bit in front of the lord he would serve in the future.”However, please rest assured...Even if we can't use ships to transport soldiers, we can still easily win the victory...With the capacity of the Loire River, we can liberate at least five thousand serfs, so-just arm them a little. You can push to the front and serve as a soldier!”