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Chapter 7 Chicken! You can't even win a priest?

Everything turned out the way McDonald expected... How strange!

Just when I went out for a walk, McDonald immediately realized something was wrong.

Looking from afar, the armors that a group of hard-working swordsmen were trying on reminded someone of the Golden Saints. No, the shiny yellow with blue color reminded him of the cannon fodder team other than the five Saint Seiyas.

!

This was the last bit of humiliation given to the mayor. When Barcellas returned to the study of the Duke's Palace, McDonald was furious.

"Why do you want to give bronze armor to the swordsmen of the great Stratholme family!?"

"This... is enough to deal with those trolls equipped with stone weapons!"

The mayor is a tool man who is both loyal and capable, and what he says makes sense.

As a branch of the trolls after the destruction of the Zandalari Troll Empire, the Moss Clan has a very poor level of civilization. They don’t have many metal weapons, and most of them use sharp stones tied to wooden sticks as spears and lances.

This kind of leather armor can't withstand it, but bronze armor can already provide effective protection. It can't kill people unless it pierces vital parts such as the neck.

but……

Who can tell you about cost-effectiveness?

Young master, what I want is a prodigal family!

If it weren't for the lack of high-end armor production capacity, I would give you all Thorium armor sets.

"Basselas, what I'm talking to you about is glory! Understand? I'm going to be a hunter soon. Do you want me to lose all the glory of the Stratholme family in front of other great nobles!? Throw those bronze garbage to

Town garrison below! Don't talk to me about money! Money is not an issue! Give you two weeks, I want to see all my swordsmen wearing fine iron armor!"

MacDonald's angry roar resounded through the study room filled with luxurious decorations, causing the civil servants such as Barcellas and others who were being scolded in front of him, as well as the guards guarding outside, to shrink in fear. Only Mr. Wu, who was wearing a priest's robe, shrank in fear.

Standing next to him like a sculpture, it's as if he can't see or hear anything.

So, a magical scene happened. A week later, the knights who gathered one after another saw a scene that made them burst into tears - Oh my god! Why are the equipment of these swordsmen better than those of our knights!?

The brand new iron armor is shiny and dazzling. Since the thickness of cast iron is 8mm, its protective properties are not much worse than those of steel armor which is only 3 or 4mm.

It's definitely heavy, but it's better because it has enough protection!

What's more, swordsmen usually don't wear this iron suit all day long. They only wear convenient leather armor when marching, and only heavy armor when in battle.

What's even more blinding is that even the pikemen are wearing a [green iron] suit. This thing is mail armor, made of wild boar skin, inlaid with N pieces of thumb-sized cast iron armor. Compared with before, it is simply a piece of armor.

Heaven and earth.

In the past, pikemen were just cannon fodder, so what did they wear?

Cloth armor!

That’s right! You wear whatever you wear when plowing the fields.

Even the spearmen have full-body mail armor, which is simply extraordinary.

Many poor knights just want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Apart from their proud martial arts, there is no telling who will deal with who.

What surprised them even more was the food. Ordinary soldiers originally ate black bread, which was worse than the French bread on Earth. It couldn't be broken even when used as a stick to hit people, and it couldn't be torn off without soaking it in water.

With a wave of his hand, Mr. Mai found that not only the white bread, but also wild vegetables, cured meats and ham sausages.

For an ordinary soldier whose monthly salary is only a few silver coins, this is simply heaven-level treatment.

Originally, Mai was feeling very happy when he saw that there were no more 5,000 gold coins in his small treasury. According to this pace, he would be able to reach the target without even waiting for the hunting to start.

well!

Life is so boring, how about making 100 million first?

Haha! Simple! Easy! Comfortable!

Walking through the square with his number one bodyguard Uther, looking at the lazy spearmen and swordsmen chatting, bragging and drinking wine from the cellar, McDonald suddenly heard a conversation.

"Hey! Is our Duke out of his mind?"

"What's wrong? Now people outside say that even if you tie a pig to the barracks, you can get white bread."

Originally, this was just a conversation between two handymen, but it was so good that it actually triggered a system warning.

[Warning! Warning! It is found that the strength of the total 412 knights and soldiers under the host does not meet the remuneration paid by the host. The host is required to deal with them within a week, otherwise it will be treated as a violation of Article 3 of "Illegal Charity"]

Damn it!

McDonald was shocked. He understood where he had made a mistake. He paid these novice soldiers too high a salary.

That's how elite soldiers are treated.

Your sister! The system has issued a warning, you can’t hide it!

Just do it as you think of it, and after a while, a messenger blew the trumpet for assembly next to the "General Pointing Platform" in the castle square.

The knights and soldiers of the Stratholme family were not too stretched. Although the lineup was not very neat, they were finally assembled within the limited time.

Even if McDonald doesn't know anything about military skills, he can tell at a glance that this team is second-rate at best.

At this moment, McDonald's is not fighting alone. At this moment, he is possessed by the actor.

Opening his mouth, he shouted in his slightly immature youthful voice: "You are the soldiers of the Stratholme family that I trust the most and feel the most honor for! However, today, I heard a shameful rumor - that is, the chain

Even a pig can defraud military pay in my military camp! Tell me, is this true!?"

Thanks to the threat of scattered troll clans, Lordaeron's army did not have long-term relative peace and was completely corrupted.

Except for a snarky handyman outside who suddenly shrank his neck, some bloody men started yelling on the spot.

"no!"

"This is a shameless slander!"

It's a mess down there, but at least the morale can be used.

McDonald waved his hand, and everything fell silent.

The prestige accumulated by the established nobles for two thousand years is so terrifying!

McDonald changed the subject: "My godfather, Archbishop Alonsos Faol of the Holy Light, heard that there were priests from several churches in the Kingdom of Stormwind in the southern continent who were slaughtered by the hateful green-skinned monsters because of their lack of fighting power. So,

He wants to develop a new profession based on the Holy Light."

Raising his hand, he pointed at the four guys wearing priest robes at his side.

"They are all priests with formal religious membership. Perhaps many of you have met them."

Yes, at this moment, they are all serious pastors with quite a lot of experience.

Some soldiers nodded secretly.

McDonald continued: "I am not interested in whether this new profession will be successful. But since it is a request from the Godfather, then well, warriors of the Stratholme family, it is time for you to prove yourself - no matter what you use

By any means, if you can defeat any one of them in a one-on-one duel, you will be promoted to one level immediately. The guy who loses can become a soldier under the priest during the hunting!"

humiliation!

A complete humiliation!

These days, pastors give people the impression of being a magic stick who chants scriptures. Who can stand it when a big-headed soldier follows the pastor around?

Seeing the four tough men in priest robes taking a step forward, the soldiers surrounded them without fear.

Only Mai had MMP on his face and a smile in his heart.

Damn it, if the Silver Five Saints can be taken care of by you novices, I don’t have to mess around anymore, I can just hide back home and sell sweet potatoes!

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