Overgod Ascension

“Actually, you don't represent anyone! ”

Ta-da!

The gate was pushed open and Wu Ming Dabao walked in.

“My lord! ”

Amelia was so excited that she cried: "You're finally back!? ”

“Are you William? William Wallace! ”

Cisse looked at the young Wu Ming, and the envy in his eyes could hardly conceal: “I am the envoy of the Earl of Blue Mountain and you must give me an explanation for what happened today! ”

“Explain what? ”

Wu Ming shook his head: “All I saw was a bandit who lived in my house, was warmly entertained by me and maliciously stole my property! ”

“Amelia, tell Jove to hang all those who disobey the rules! ”

He laughed and drank directly.

“You... How dare you? ”

Lord Cissé's face turned red like a ripe prawn: "Do you want to rebel? ”

“I am the lord of this land, on my enclosure, I can do whatever I want! ”

Wu Ming responded calmly, swinging, he went two steps forward, calm momentum, made Cisse's legs soft, and sat directly on the chair.

“And... don't take yourself too seriously, what do you see in the eyes of the Earl of the Blue Mountains compared to me, who has tens of thousands of colonists, thousands of armies? ”

He spoke in a very low voice in Lord Cissé's ear.

Cisse seemed to have fallen into the abyss.

It was only then that he suddenly realized that the power represented by Carlos had unwittingly grown into the top force of the Fluorescent Plains, especially as the lions and tigers were about to decide to win.

What can a lord do to pull this new rising power together? I'm sure that as long as Wu Ming remains loyal, even though Count Blue Mountain will be happy to hand him over to Wu Ming for disposal.

The greatest dependence was dismantled, and he immediately fell soft as if he had been stripped of bones all over his body.

“Take him back to his room, Lord, he is ill and needs a good rest! ”

Wu Ming waved his hand and the two guards came in and immediately took Lord Cissé out like a clown.

“And... let the bathroom burn hot water and prepare another full breakfast, I'm going to have a big meal! ”

Until then, a little tired appeared on his face.

Careful Amelia immediately discovered the traces of Sir William's servant, bowing down quickly: "Yes… I will order someone to prepare! ”

……

The water fog rises, the white marble statue stands still, and the lines are supple with a hint of warmth.

Wu Ming leaned comfortably against the edge of the pool, next to Amelia holding up her sleeves, revealing two white ball-like arms, holding a towel and serving him without any hiding.

“Your breakfast, my lord! ”

The cooks prepare delicate pastries, milk, in wooden trays, floating on the water, like running water.

“Time is running out! Amelia, tell me everything you know about the territory! ”

Wu Ming grabbed the milk bottle with one hand and the other stuffed the white bread in his mouth, but his voice was quite clear.

“Yes! Everything is fine in the territory, just because of the war, for the first time there was a build-up of our commodities, and… a lot of free people, as well as serfs, fled into our territory for fear of the war..."

Amelia took a deep breath and reported it quickly.

“War! The second battle of the lion tigers! ”

Wu Ming deeply sighed: “What happened to the cause of the incident? ”

“According to the Conscription Order issued by the Count, it was because the Viscount of Garcia moved the boundary pillar and encroached on his sacred and inviolable territory...”

"But we all know why," said Amelia. "After years of recovery, the Count has become impatient. ”

“The noble militias, knights, mercenaries and adventurers under the command of both sides are now being assembled in the Wharton Plains with more than 10,000 participants. ”

“Specifically? ”

Wu Ming's eyes closed slightly and asked slowly.

“Count Blue Mountain 6,000, Viscount Garcia… 4,000, this is the latest intelligence! ”

“Our Count is still too anxious...”

Wu Ming opened his eyes, seemingly flashing: “Did he forget the lesson of the last time he was defeated by the Viscount Garcia with a more superior force? If he fails again this time, even if Viscount Garcia accepts peace, the ransom will certainly more than double. ”

“The Count therefore made the most stern call to his loyal envoys, claiming that obedience to him would be honoured, and that those who contravened him would be deprived of everything after the war. ”

“From the look of Lord Cissé he sent, I really don't like his behavior! ”

Wu Ming shook his head, quickly rose, wiped the water beads on his body and put on a clean and soft bathrobe: “But within our territory, mobilization is about to begin. ”

“Mobilization? ”

“Nice, full mobilization order! ”

Wu Ming's face was resolute, while Amelia was slightly disoriented.

As a knight collar, Wu Ming has 500 standing soldiers, many times more than any other knight, even more than the Baron.

But Amelia knows that this is far from all.

Those workers who sweat in mines, factories, water workshops are all adult men trained by militias with strong organization and discipline. After the mobilization order is issued, they will not be worse off than the regular armies of other nobles if they assemble and train slightly, and the number is even more terrifying.

After all, it is impossible to feed so many agricultural people on cultivated land led by Carlos. Most of them are industrial, and thousands can be produced at random!

‘That's the gap, although I can't even count as semi-industrialisation here, but the potential for war, the mobilisation mechanism, the aristocracy that has to leave the original agriculture don't know how many streets...’

Wu Ming sighed in his heart and came to the Chamber.

Here, Jov, his tax officer, factory manager, cave slaver... a group of people have gathered together and watched Sir William come, all respectfully saluting, as if he had found the main bone in a flash.

“I will not stay in the territory for long. In accordance with my obligations, I will lead 400 people to the Plains of Wharton to fulfill my duty of loyalty to my ruler...”

Wu Ming looked around and took the lead: “In the meantime, I ask you to start organizing all my workers and slaves and start integrating and training, and arming them with the armor and swords from the water forging factory. ”

“Dear Sir...”

Another fat man had to strive to wipe his sweat: “I have to warn you that while you can get thousands of armies this way, our reserves of food, cloth may be in dire need. ”

“Didn't I order you to keep as much stock as possible? ”

Wu Ming frowned.

“But… a small amount of food is okay, and once the transaction is too large, it will inevitably alert other noble lords…”

The fat man had more sweat on his face.

Wu Ming rubbed his eyebrows. In ancient times, food was the top strategic commodity, even in the wind firefly plains.

Especially in a territory as deformed as his, the dependence on the outside world was too great to continue trading once the war had continued, and the purchase of essential supplies such as large quantities of food from the outside world had brought about the collapse of the entire system, which was an instantaneous event.

That's why he simply landed and ordered the shutdown, and even if he didn't do it, it wouldn't be long before those workers found themselves without a job.

Instead of making a scene at that time, start arming them now and suppressing them with discipline.

“The food problem, I'll solve it through other channels, you don't have to worry! ”

Wu Ming muttered, or promised.

The benefits of working with the church are here.

As a vast force that had been rooted in it for a long time, he did not believe that the clergy could find even a few channels to smuggle food.

To put it another way, we don't know how much war materiel is stored throughout the church.

However, cooperation with each other is still in a covert phase, and it is not helpful to speak brightly unless you have gained an advantage.

……

Immediately after the determination of Lord Wu Ming, the entire Carlos leader functioned as if it were a precision machine.

A factory was shut down, slaves and workers were called up, organized in training and picked up skills they were already familiar with.

A large number of warehouses were opened, with spears, spears, swords, and a deck of armor armed to them as if running water were running.

Unlike serfs, workers are mostly smarter, smarter minded, or even able to read a few simple words, adding a little more insight into the world.

They are aware of the outbreak of war and that orders for factory workshops, with the exception of weapons, are falling considerably, and if this continues, they will soon lose their jobs.

And losing their jobs means no pay, no butter and bread the next day, and their families will be hungry and on the streets.

In order to defend their lives, they must take the sword, defend this territory, defend the previous circulation of goods, and, simply put, stop this bloody war! And get everything back on track!

Moreover, at this time of training, their treatment is comparable to that of the militias, and they are still remunerated, and at least the most basic life of their families is guaranteed.

And what does that have to do with the Lord's future?

After all, they are not serfs loyal to the Lord!

Most of them are free people, fleeing slaves, even wildlings from the wilderness! Free blood runs through the veins!