"Everybody, get ready to go!"

'Adrian, with my orders, let Simon take the men.'

"Get food, weapons, horses, everything ready for battle."

Derek gave orders one by one.

By the governor's orders, Count Pereira had only ten days to reorganize his army.

It takes a day to get here from Count Pereira.

Derek's time is running out.

Fortunately, Derek's men have more training than the others.

A large number of grade 7 and 8 soldiers, recruits are generally above grade 5.

There are even some elite knights, elite knight attendants, elite infantry.

Almost all of the first soldiers made it to the elite level.

The army places more emphasis on discipline than others, and it is hard to see the big differences with the naked eye.

The most important thing is that you have the ability to question why people are so strong go ahead, believe it or not to break your legs.

Derek was under enormous pressure, and the army he had maintained and even expanded was finally put to good use.

The Ferreira family sent five knights and 300 soldiers, plus temporary farmers.

On his own, Derek was able to muster 20 cavalry and 200 foot soldiers.

A hundred others were stationed here and there, training new recruits and protecting the foundation.

From the Ferreira family lands, he joins Simon's slave soldiers outside Count Perez.

Everyone's here, under Derek's pennant, and into Count Perez's collar.

Within a few days, Count Perez had returned to the fiefdom and raised the flag of the Second Army of the Northern Province.

By the time Derek reached the camp, tens of thousands of soldiers had gathered.

The knight in charge of receiving the enlisted nobles, saw Derek's knight badge on his chest, smiled: "This knight, please state the name of the family and the number of soldiers, I make a register, and then wait for the earl's uniform arrangement."

Derek deliberately wears the Peres Order insignia in a prominent place to identify himself.

In a way, most of the men in Count Perez's army had a background in the order, which meant that everyone was one of them.

In the military, it is obvious that the same faction gets preferential treatment, especially when compared to others.

"Von Derick, knighted knight, a total of 200 elite infantry, one retired Perez knight, two knights of the House of Derick, 20 knight attendants, and 50 soldiers of the train."

Derek gave us the details. He knew the rules of this temporary regiment, and he didn't dare hide his foolishness.

The head of the register of knights inspected the army, all armed except the militia, and even saw a line of hoplites.

And including the knight, a strong body, strong breath, equipment is armed to the teeth, it looks elite.

It was Derek's idea to get all his gear on ahead of time.

"You seem to understand the rules here, Knight, but with all due respect, I've never heard the name Derek before."

"Predecessors, I was born in the Perez family, and now I have independently created a branch family.

He retired from our order a year and a half ago."

Derek saw the badge on his chest and immediately changed his name.

Yes, this is also a knight of the Peres Order.

The registered knight smiled, not in the least objecting to this familiarity.

He had heard the name of the Perez family, but he had not expected such strength, a branch of the children, can come up with so many elite.

So he wrote it all down, thought about it and then added, Note: The army is elite, the equipment is elite, and the training is excellent.

This is all for Count Perez's purposes, and to add this is to take responsibility.

There's no need. There's no need to risk it.

The registered knight opened the book directly for Derek to see.

"My name is Cesar Ulpin, and I will arrange a better camp for you when we meet again."

Such a gesture of kindness, of course, Derek saw it.

"Keep that in mind, Senor Cesar," Derek approached quickly. "My family deals in warhorses, weapons and armor. If you need anything, you can come to me."

Derek was not a random release of goodwill, but a lowly knight in charge of registration, the first eyes and ears of Count Pereira in control of the legion, and a non-confidant could not be held.

Now that you're working for Count Perez, you have to build relationships.

Cesar did not expect Derek to say this, this kind of business is not ordinary people can do, it seems to leave the fiefdom too long, know too little about the nobles nearby.

"I remember. There must be trouble for you, Derek Knight."

Cesar became more concerned and arranged a better camp for Derek.

When Derek walked around and found his big brother Marco, the other side's camp was not as good as his own.

Apparently, that's a treat.

Marco also saw Derek's camp, can not help but envy: "Sure enough, the Perez order came from good, this place is different from ours."

Derek smiled and said nothing, but the inside was not going to tell you in detail.

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But with an army of tens of thousands on the way, you can imagine the conditions in a temporary camp.

Over the next few days, the numbers continued to increase, and as the time approached, Count Perez finally announced a simple parade on the second day and a parade on the third.

That evening the Count spent the night examining the register.

Why is this a secret only known to military nobles?

The register may seem simple and unremarkable, but it is the first channel for military commanders to obtain information.

Which one's army is elite, which one's knight is strong, and it is not reflected by this?

With tens of thousands of troops, the commander of the army cannot look at the past one by one, and can only rely on limited information to appoint officers.

This is a chance. If no one says anything, there is no chance.

But after looking for a moment, Count Perez suddenly exclaimed.

"Cesar, come here, what's the matter with this von Derrick?"

Count Perez, the nobleman of the North, can't know all of it, but he certainly knows all of it if he can.

With the exception of a few families, it's impossible to produce so many elite troops at once.

And it's specifically marked in the register, so it must be the best kind.

Unfortunately, the Earl of Derek doesn't ring a bell.

The Count has no problem with subordinates being paid for their friendship, but this is outrageous.

Knowing Cesar, he probably wouldn't do something like this, but it needs an explanation.

Cesar, take a look. Derek?

He was impressed, and replied with a smile: "Tomorrow, count, you may see for yourself that I have described the truth, and perhaps even less, that the men of Knight Derek are really very good, and that they come from our order of Perez, from the house of Ferreira."

Cesar made a brief introduction, and Count Perez had an impression.

But if Cesar says that, it's not a lie.

"Put the boy closer tomorrow, and I'll see for myself." The count agreed, and smiled, "If it is true, the little fellow is very ambitious."

The next day, the Second Army of the Northern Province paraded.

Many merchants and children of the minor nobility were not yet aware of the problem, and waited happily for the Earl to appear.

Although the Second Army of the Northern Province was formed on a temporary basis, it is estimated that it will not be abolished for a while in view of the present situation.

Get an officer's position here, at least for a while, and you'll be lucky.

For the unconnected aristocrats and the sons of merchants, it was the road to heaven.

However, a small number of military noble children already know that the competition has begun from the moment they enter the barracks.

The military nobility, such as the family of the Barons of Ferreira, numbered no more than seven or eight, accounting for one-fifth to one-third of the army.

The rest are other nobles, big and small, and some middle-class children.

Some knights and nobles, common baron families, it is difficult to know the way.

When he was placed at the front, Derek knew his plan had worked.

In the middle, Count Pereira's private army.

And then on the left you have military nobles like the Ferreira family.

On the right, Derek is the first, and then one or two military nobles.

As for the others, they'll have to stand back.

Derek knew that he would not enjoy the glory of the Ferreira family, which was inherited by his eldest brother Marco.

But he did not worry, his own planning, how can not be worse than the big brother.

Sure enough, Count Pereira gave a pep talk announcing his promise of a knighthood promotion after the war.

Then began the review of the troops.

Very simple, simple look around, good or bad will have a general impression.

The military nobility in the north, the family armament is still relatively strong.

Like the Ferreira family, there are only one or two hundred people all year round, but the number of rotating militias is large, and the training standard is not bad.

It's a decent army, but if you really fight hard, thousands of men are not a problem.

Marco brought these, after two months of assault training, look better than the surrounding colleagues.

Count Pereira made a silent note.

When he passed his private army, he slowed down, although he understood it very well, he needed to make a gesture, which was the basic plate of his command of the legion.

And then there's Derek.

At this point, there is a clear gap.

Even more elite than their own private army looks, the equipment is also first-class.

Apart from the latter, it's not easy to bring out so many elite players.

You see those merchant children, even some small aristocrats private army, even barely queue up.

Count Perez believed the record of the register, and even felt that he was understating it.

He even turned around and asked, "Is Derek my knight?"

The subconscious is asking, how did such a good guy get away?

Immediately, someone briefly said Derek's situation, can not underestimate these bureaucrats, see Derek's position in advance, they have already made clear the situation.

'What a pity!

Count Pereira felt sorry for himself, and if he had the chance he would have tried again.

But right now, as a soldier under your own command, the stronger the better.

And being a member of the Peres Order, it's also a love affair.

The count came near and suddenly said, "Knight Derek, I hear you have finished your knight training with the above grades, may I see you?"

Derek was stunned, then ecstatic.

Count Pereira takes the count alone. It's a chance.

He was keenly aware of the meaning behind the count's words, and if he behaved well, he was afraid he would have a good position waiting for him.

"Yes, as you wish, your Excellency."

Derek immediately stepped out, clenched his fist across his chest and saluted.

How to reveal it?

Derek immediately came up with a good idea.

"Put on your armor!

Reviewing the army, the knights are actually fully armed.

More than anyone else, Derek's elite knights are physical monsters, medium-sized full-body armor that can be worn all day.

He is an experienced, elite level soldier, can be said to be one in a hundred or even one in a thousand.

Throughout the northern Province, the knights of the fifth and sixth grades are considered good, the seventh and eighth grades are considered excellent, and the elite level is estimated to be only those who are not small.

But under him... A bunch of them.

So the armor was more of a signal.

In the surprised eyes of the crowd, the knights quickly rolled onto the horse.

I thought it was a prototype, but it must have cost me a lot to stand up for so long and show my face in order to review the armor.

I don't know, looking at their movements, they don't seem to be affected at all.

Count Perez's intention was to let Derek show his hand, but he suddenly summoned the knights.

Seeing that his guards were already nervously blocking him, the Count pulled back the wall and said, "Make way, Knight Derek is from our order, don't worry."

This is more or less moving, I have to say that Count Pereira knows how to win people's hearts.

Derek, too, mounted his horse and galloped to the rider.

"Da da!"

The brown charger treads in place, its strong muscles proving its strength.

This is a warhorse that's been promoted to merit level.

"Charge!"

From static to dynamic, it shows the explosive power of the war horse, and also shows the control of the knight.

"Throw the spear!

As Derek's short spear lands, a swish of short spears lands in a dense cluster within a space of half a meter.

Even three rounds in a row, the horse galloped back and forth, not a single deviation.

When the stunned people returned to their senses, the knights adjusted their formation again.

"A gun! Strike!"

Next, scatter the partisans, follow them, change the formations.

Both Cavaliers played at a very high level, it was a ceiling level.

Some people who were full of confidence were suddenly discouraged.

"Is this the real military aristocracy? How can this be played?"

But it was the same for the count.

He knew that his knights could not do so, and each of them was called a knight of honor.

"How is that trained? Can any of you do that?"

The earl's knights shook their heads awkwardly from side to side, and individual knights also had this level, but with their knights, it was not said.

When Derek returns to square one and dismounts in unison.

Every knight seems to have more room.