Chapter 128 The Power of the Military.
When Henry arrived at the castle gate, the army was assembled, standing in perfect formation, their sharp eyes fixed on him.
Surrounding them were commoners, some with expressions of worry, others of joy and excitement. Among them were their sons, fathers, friends, and loved ones, all now ready to march with Henry and wait to claim the glory.
Henry looked at the sixty strong soldiers, his gaze sweeping over each individual, and he shouted, "Everyone! As you all know, every year during the autumn harvest, bandits come to plunder our wheat and sometimes even take your loved ones. Now, I, Henry, your lord and the noble of this land, will lead you to slay these bandits. Are you afraid?"
Did Eldoria face bandit attacks? Yes, many died last year, orchestrated by Carter, who had knights pose as bandits. Carter sold the territory to a merchant, who was then robbed of many coins by the bandits, and the merchant was killed.
Now, at the mention of bandits by Henry, many in the crowd turned red-eyed, recalling the scenes of bandits raiding the city last year.
"We're not afraid!"
"We're not afraid!"
The deafening roar echoed, the voices of sixty people resonating with the force of hundreds, causing those around to take a few steps back.
Especially the newly arrived merchants, fear flickered in their eyes. Even those with ulterior motives became cautious. This was not a place where they could manipulate as they pleased.
Soro, who had just arrived, saw this scene, his pupils constricting. He immediately realized the extraordinary nature of these people. They were not knights, yet they exuded a presence even more remarkable than knights.
It was important to note that a noble's military power was represented by their knights. A baron with thirty knights was considered powerful.
But there were sixty people before him, a number that even a viscount would have to carefully consider in terms of military expenses.
Soro understood very well that if the other side dared to mobilize a force of sixty, even if there were fewer people left behind, it wouldn't be a small number. In other words, the strength of this noble territory was at least at the viscount level.
Henry didn't care about what others thought. What he wanted was this sense of intimidation, to deter those with ill intentions, so that he could confidently lead his troops.
Henry raised his hand, and everyone immediately fell silent, their eyes sharp, embodying a disciplined and commanding presence.
This scene pleased Henry. Overall, morale before departure was boosted. He shouted, "Then, follow me to glory!"
"Viva Henry!"
"Viva Henry!"
Henry's mouth curled up, leading the way to the carriage. Standing on it, he raised his hand and shouted, "Let's go!"
The sound of footsteps, the cold and sharp eyes, and the weapons gleaming with a cold light, they marched rhythmically towards the outside of Eldoria.
The surrounding people quickly made their way, looking at the soldiers who landed with awe. Such an army was something that commoners and merchants had never seen before.
Henry stood on the carriage and said to Wyatt below, "Uncle Wyatt, I leave Eldoria in your hands."
"The city is in my hands!" Wyatt performed a knightly salute with seriousness.
Henry nodded and turned his head to look in the direction of the castle. He saw the two figures by the study window. Although they were a bit far, he could still see them waving at him.
He responded with a wave, then turned and entered the carriage. Mila also waved in the direction of the window and followed into the carriage.
The bell rang, and the carriage immediately set off, with the War Wolf Battle Squad guarding around it, advancing in the middle of the army.
Inside the carriage, Henry drew back the curtain, and his black eyes looked at the crowd on the side of the road, immediately seeing many well-dressed people, the merchants who had just arrived in Eldoria.
The merchants, with a look of fear, stood on the side of the road. Henry nodded in satisfaction. This was the effect he wanted. Even if this sense of fear didn't last long, as long as he returned victorious in five days, everything would return to normal.
In the crowd, Soro looked at the young man next to the carriage window. Is he the noble of Eldoria? So young? How is that possible?
Rental carriages, steel coins, public toilets, and public baths, all invented by a twenty-year-old noble?
Soro felt a bit incredulous. Even the Grand Masters of the Royal City didn't have such genius ideas, right? And now, a noble from a remote place actually has so many fantastic ideas.
He wondered, what would happen if such a genius entered the Royal City? What if he entered the court? Would the king take notice of him and then rise to the top, eventually ascending to the position of a duke?
Or would he catch the eye of a princess? And eventually, become a prince? Scarlett also seems to be very talented. What kind of collision would occur if these two met?
"The land of hardship breeds great men!" Soro stroked his beard. "It seems that I have to stay in Eldoria for a few more days. It would be a regret in life not to get to know such a great man."
"Great! I want to stay for a few more days; I want to eat hamburgers every day and then go to the public toilet and take a shower in the public bath." Gael shouted happily.
"Okay!"
The army soon left the city and arrived at the dock. Henry looked at the civilians who were busy building the dock, nodding in satisfaction. The dock was made of cement and gravel, and it wouldn't take long to build a large dock.
"Henry, it's time to board the ship." David ran over and shouted.
"Alright!"
Henry got out of the carriage. Someone would drive the carriage back to the castle later.
He looked at the ships in the Serene River, among them the four largest ships, which were medium-sized cargo ships, with a length of 65.6 feet, a width of more than 16 feet, and a height of about 20 feet.
"These ships are still too small." Henry, not very satisfied after seeing the real thing, thought of the data of the large ship and was completely disappointed with the ships in this world.
The data for the large ship is twice as long, with a maximum length of 164 feet and a width of 39 feet.
"It seems that I will have to build a large ship myself in the future."
Henry thought of the giant Wyoming-class battleship in American history, which was over 426 feet long and made of wood. If it were to be reproduced in this world, it must be awe-inspiring.
