Lord of the North

It is extremely difficult for those who are not good at riding to master riding and shooting, so it will take a long time for these soldiers to really enter the battlefield.

Maybe it was my choice that was wrong?

Jason rubbed his chin. Shouldn't he choose people with good riding skills and teach them how to ride and shoot?

"Harris, do you think we should select a group of cavalry who have mastered riding skills to join the cavalry and archery battalion?" He asked, and it is still necessary to consult a professional person for this kind of matter.

"My lord, I think archery is much more difficult to learn than riding, but it's not impossible to try."

Harris thought for a while before opening his mouth. As for why he thinks he can try it, it is because he believes that the most important thing in a legion battle is the coverage of arrows, not the accuracy.

"Then the specific operation of this matter will be left to you to communicate with Lang Nat, and just send me a plan afterwards."

Jason pondered for a while, and finally decided.

Because he doesn't know much about this kind of matter, rashly intervening will not only be of no help, but even counterproductive.

"Yes, my lord."

Harris replied respectfully, now the entire military of Iron Tooth Town is managed by Lang Nat holding Jason's badge, and only Jason's badge can mobilize the army.

Jason's current army is only the 300 Spartan soldiers, and the 500 castle guards stationed in the castle.

Although this seems to disperse Jason's rights, it has improved the execution ability of the territorial military. Having a certain degree of autonomy is the characteristic of the Iron Fang Army.

This has never happened in other territories. The lords are afraid that someone will divide their rights and interests, so how could they put the foundation of their lives in other people's hands?

This is because, in Jason's view, one person's dictatorship can never make an empire stronger, so he will boldly delegate some external powers.

Of course, there are also reasons for trusting his subordinates, but he can't just use the characters summoned by the system forever.

So in the future, this kind of system will gradually gather power. At least military power must be tightly held in one's own hands. For example, the generals of the garrison usually only have the right to manage the army. If they don't have Jason's badge, they have no right to mobilize.

Otherwise, the Gulaier Empire is a very typical example.

Because of the lack of control over the army, they were only in charge of the army near the royal city, so when Ludian rebelled, the Gulaier royal family would be so passive.

"Hassan, do you think I should hold a big army drill every year?"

Jason suddenly thought, if some elite troops from various places were gathered in one place for confrontation exercises every year, would it have a miraculous effect on the cohesion and self-motivation of the territorial army?

"This kind of thing is not understood by villains. Adults should ask Lord Lancelot and them."

Hassan bowed his head and answered in shame, let him manage an organization to brainwash people or something, and he can talk about his views with confidence.

But when it comes to marching and fighting, his eyes are almost smeared.

"Forget it, I'm just talking casually, this kind of thing can't be rushed."

Although he said so, Jason did not give up this idea, because healthy competition is still of great benefit to these troops under him.

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Now Jason's army is mainly distributed in Iron Fang Town, Lucca City, Irbia Town, Icefield Outpost Camp and Diailing.

Among them, the army led by Diai can't actually be regarded as fully under the control of Jason, because the army of the Viscount Lyon is still stationed there.

After all, they have made a lot of contributions to themselves during their most difficult times. If they don't give them some benefits, how can they continue to support themselves?

"Harris, take me to see the results of your training during this time."

Putting these things aside in his mind for the time being, Jason turned his head to look at Harris, who had been following behind him, and gave him instructions.

Although most of the northern hunters don't know how to ride horses, not all the recruits in the riding and archery training camp are from the northern lands, and there are also many foreigners from outside.

From these people, we can also see the training progress of the riding and shooting battalion, so Jason also has a bottom line in his mind.

And this is also the main purpose of his trip.

"Yes, my lord."

When Harris heard this, his heart tightened, for fear that the training results of his group of soldiers would not meet Jason's expectations, and then he would be ashamed to continue teaching the training riding and archery battalion.

After speaking, he took Jason to the largest training ground in the barracks, an open space the size of three or four football fields surrounded by stone walls.

Although the open space is open, it is slightly uneven. This is also Harris' idea when building this training ground. Only soldiers trained in this environment can truly master the skills of riding and shooting.

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"Lord Zola, there is an unknown person outside the door begging to see you."

In the military camp far away in Lucca City, Zola was dealing with some government affairs, and suddenly received a report from his subordinates. Now the military aspect of Lucca City has been gradually taken over by Lancelot. This is Zola's own intention.

In her opinion, Lancelot is more suitable than herself after taking over the army of Lucca City, and more importantly, because of the current turmoil in Lopez, she is no longer at ease to hand over the work of the Lucca City government to those The nobles who have wavered in their positions are gone.

"Unidentified?"

Zola was a little puzzled. It was interesting to hide her identity when she came to see her.

"Yes, he is wearing a black cloak, which wraps him tightly." The guard replied.

"Go and inform General Lancelot, let him come too." Zola narrowed her eyes when she heard this, and ordered after thinking for a while.

The guard immediately took the order and left.

Not long after, a guard brought the man wrapped in a cloak here, and he quietly appeared in front of Zola without saying a word.

"Who are you? Where are you from? What is the purpose of coming to me?"

Zola's eyes flickered, and her hand gradually grasped the long sword hidden under the table. If there was something wrong with this person, she would immediately draw the sword and hurt him.

"I really didn't expect that Zora Odinson, the steel knight who is famous in the three northern countries, would be the long-lost Princess Helena Lopez."

The visitor stood quietly and observed Zola for a while, then slowly took off his cloak, revealing a heroic face.

Then he slowly bowed and saluted: "Atum, the commander of the White Sword City Garrison, sees Princess Helena, and may beauty and health be with you."