Section 5 Female Blacksmith ()

If we could go back to the 21st century, Schwab really wanted to say to his compatriots who were obsessed with Hollywood, comrades, we have been deceived. In the costume blockbusters in the United States and Europe, the knights were shaped by bravery and chivalrous one by one. However, Schwab, who was abandoned to this era, heard that these knights wearing armor and holding sharp swords used their brute force to rob their families and harm the countryside. When they met powerful lords, they either fled or surrendered. When they met a territory that could not protect themselves, they simply started working as the mountain king for a long time. Unfortunately, Schwab's territory became the fat sheep in the eyes of these robber knights.

Moreover, these knights were indeed children of aristocratic families. They received good military training since childhood. However, like the knights Faroud Von Schwab possessed by Schwab, they were the second sons of the family who could not inherit the territory. In feudal society, there was no source of income. After adulthood, they only walked into society with weapons and horses alone. They were lucky enough to know the nobles who were higher-class and were accepted, and were given knight territory to serve the chief. However, most people were not so lucky. Under the pressure of life, they fought and robbed their families and became a factor of social disharmony.

"So how many robber knights are there in my territory, where are they?" Schwab asked with a frown. He realized that he might have stabbed a hornet's nest, but soon he drove this cowardly idea out of his mind. Chen Jun was just an unknown person in his previous life, and now with this rare life, Schwab decided to face any difficulties bravely.

"Ten hundred knights and their attendants." Bald Otto squeezed out these words from his lips with difficulty. The 10 noble knights who had been military training since childhood and trained attendants were 20. Recruiting some volunteer soldiers is enough to form a company. Even a large nobleman will pay enough attention to this kind of professional soldiers. In this small knight territory where Schwab lives, there are only 20 soldiers who can mobilize in total, unless the farmers who only know how to hold pitchforks can only gather fifty people. It is a headache to think about it. Schwab held his head with his hand and sat on the stool that the dwarf Rued was moved by dick.

He looked up and looked at the trembling farmers hiding in his castle. They had no courage to defend their homes in their eyes. Of course, in Schwab's memory, Faroud Von Schwab's father once told the story of the farmer defeating the knights, but he still needed time.

"Sir, they will soon receive news to revenge us. We should return the captured knights to them." Bald Otto suggested. Although the people around him were silent, it could be seen that most people were inclined toward this proposal.

"No." Schwab flatly refused and showed weakness to the other party before he even hit him. "This is not an obvious sign that we are afraid of them. We welcome them to come and rob at any time. Even if we are caught, we will be given gifts to the country. Don't worry."

"But we have no other way."

"Hmph, I'm the lord, I have the final say. Go to a messenger to tell them that if you want people, you can get ransom." Didn't those nobles say that they are valuable? Just let them bleed and treat it as tourism expenses.

"You are irritating them." Bald Otto's face was pale, and his tall body trembled a little as if he couldn't hold it.

"That's it." Schwab was lazy to pay attention to him and stood up and walked towards the tower. He needed to think carefully about how to deal with the situation in front of him.

"You can't joke about everyone's lives." Bald Otto was angry and wanted to catch up with Schwab, but he was pulled by Old Lauk and stopped. "Why did you stop me?"

“I don’t think it makes any sense to argue like this.”

"Will you let this little guy destroy us all?"

"You are not his opponent." Old Lauke looked into the tower with a smile. He seemed to be not worried about the war he was about to face at all.

"Although I can't beat him, the guards in the castle still listen to me. I can cut his throat with a sharp sword in the middle of the night." Bald Otto said viciously. It was a long time later that Schwab heard about this from Bald Otto. He said that he never regretted making such a decision for everyone's lives. If Schwab did not have the ability to protect everyone, he would wave his sword at Schwab without hesitation.

"Don't be so impatient, let's take a look again. This lord is very interesting." Old Lauke smiled mysteriously and waved his hand to bald Otto, and bald Otto had to give up.

At this time, Schwab didn't know that his life had been turning around in front of the gate of hell. Without knowing it, he was scratching his head and walking back and forth in his room. Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded, and the servant walked in.

"Sir, I'll bring you your lunch."

"Let it go there, by the way, what's your name?"

"William, Lord." The servant stared at Schwab curiously with his big blue eyes. The adult in front of him did not have the slightest aristocratic style. He spoke and did things like a civilian, but he could defeat five brave knights at a critical moment. Little William admired him in his heart.

"William, what a good name," Schwab praised, "Can you find me a blacksmith?"

Little William looked at Chen Jun in confusion, then nodded vigorously and turned away from the room. After a while, Little William led a girl in.

"Hey? What I want is a blacksmith." Schwab looked at the girl in front of her in confusion. The girl was slim and tall, with long red and curly hair draped over her shoulders, her long eyelashes covered her dark blue eyes, and the few freckles on her high nose did not affect her beauty. Her wheat-colored healthy skin showed the hardships of long-term work and life.

"Please forgive me, sir, I think I am the only blacksmith you can find in this castle." The girl was wearing a loose white long suit, a gray strap around her waist, and a pair of pointed shoes on her feet.

"What, it's really beyond my expectations. I always thought that blacksmiths were all men." Schwab frowned. Can women have the power to train steel? Schwab's heart was full of doubt.

"Don't worry, the equipment in the castle is basically passed by my hands, because three years ago, Baron Albrecht plundered the blacksmiths in the territory, including my father, so you have no choice."

"Who is Baron Albrecht?"

"You won't even know your opponent." The girl looked at Schwab with incredible eyes, as if Schwab had said something big. She raised her hand to cover her little mouth. At this time, Schwab realized that her hands were as broad and powerful as a man, and her long fingertips were covered with calluses.

"You're talking about those robbers?"

"Yes, the leader of those robber knights is Baron Albrecht. People say he is invincible. He is cruel, brave, and full of noble character. Only the devil in hell can defeat him."

"I think you are not describing a villain who is robbing the house, but describing your lover." Schwab grinned and joked at the girl. The girl scoffed at Schwab. Perhaps in her opinion, Schwab was far from the baron.

"You should not underestimate Baron Albrecht. He is a battle-hardened person, not you, you are..."

"What, is it a little white-faced?" The Knight Faroud von Schwab, who seemed to possess, really looked unreliable. Schwab said to himself. The girl smiled and shrugged. For some reason, she didn't feel oppressed in front of this lord. The conversation between her was like chatting with her neighbors.

"Well, my only female blacksmith, I hope you can help me create some weapons." Schwab told the girl that he could think of a weapon against the knights. This weapon was actually not uncommon in the Middle Ages. What Schwab knew was in another highland country in time and space. The Scots used this weapon to compete with the knights of England. However, as a girl who had been dealing with the hot iron blocks since childhood, Schwab understood it as soon as he spoke.

“I need a lot of assistants to do it.”

"Yes." Schwab nodded, just leave this kind of thing to Old Lauke and Bald Otto.

"And I need iron and money."

"Is no problem, but I don't have money. As my leader, can't you make it for me voluntarily?"

"Sir, you may have made a mistake. I am not your slave. The blacksmith is a freelancer. We are not a serf on your land." The girl seemed a little angry because of Schwab's words, and Schwab couldn't help but be upset at her shallowness.

"Please forgive me, I have no intention of offending."

"Okay, because you once bravely saved Anna and her brother. In order to show your respect for your bravery, I will serve you for free this time. Of course, I hope you can pay the reward next time." The girl raised her chin and blinked at Schwab playfully. Schwab smiled bitterly at the female blacksmith. Who knew the difficulties of being in charge of the family? Schwab is basically a pauper now.

"For your thanks, please tell me your name?"

"Matty, Marty Carl." The female blacksmith Marty slowly exited the room. Schwab was curious about the father of Marty. What made him allow his daughter to inherit his skills. Can this stubborn girl who was unwilling to lower her head to the nobles fulfill his idea?

On the morning of the next day, a grey horse of millet-gray horse ran towards the camp where Baron Albrecht was stationed. The people in the castle were staring at the back of the messenger uneasy, not knowing whether the messenger would bring peace or war when he returned again. Schwab was watching the serfs gathered in the castle. Their ragged clothes and their faces were hungry and yellow, and their thin bodies were trembling in the cold wind in the morning.

"You damn guys, cheer up and line up according to my orders." Schwab pushed the crooked guys standing, trying to make them know how to line up in an orderly manner. The serfs were like a group of frightened hens quarreling in a mess.
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