Roger looked at the three small teams of soldiers. This was his greatest capital at present.

He must make sure these people are willing to use for him.

He didn't have time to do ideological work one by one, so he chose to be simple and crude.

"Listen to everyone, I, Roger, Earl of Sicily, your leader, decided to change you better equipment!"

"Okay!" "Yeah!"...

Roger and other soldiers cheered and announced:

"The equipment I give you is not only for you, but for you so that you can take it back to be a heirloom!"

The soldiers burst out with a "boom", cheering and smiling.

Roger knew how expensive a set of equipment was in this era.

Adelaide can use a set of equipment including chainmail to make the Knights work.

Roger can also use secondary equipment to make these soldiers work hard.

Under Rubio's leadership, the soldiers went to the arsenal to change their clothes.

Father Dominic stepped forward and asked Roger: "Then are the people I've recruited equipped?"

Roger touched the confession of the spy in his arms, and he had an idea, he said:

"One person gives them a wooden stick, let's start with practicing your voice."

The priest was confused and said, "I know nothing about military affairs. What's the use of practicing the voice?"

Roger explained: "If you have a big voice, you can pass the orders to more people, so in the army, people with big voices are very useful.

"Tell them whoever has a loud voice can be my commander and be responsible for passing military orders on my behalf."

"Just three squads of soldiers, do you need so many commanders?"

"We will also recruit people, and the troops will become larger and larger."

"But I can't recruit anyone."

"There will be there, don't be discouraged, there will be there. You can tell them this first."

The priest went down to speak, and the civilians immediately became energetic.

Roger thinks these people are also good, after all, they are the first to respond.

Then Roger went to patrol the city walls.

He looked at the Aragonese camp outside the city.

He counted the flags carefully.

Based on his experience in the Aragonese army, he saw that there were three javelin cavalry teams there.

But Roger was not sure whether these troops were full, which was not visible from the flag.

Roger can only make the worst consideration, he counts the opponent with 180 cavalrymen.

Roger knew that with his existing troops, it was simply a dream to eat his opponent.

Not to mention anything else, two legs will definitely not catch up with four legs.

He thought that if the other party uses kite flying tactics in the wild, he should be able to waste himself to death.

If the opponent fights well, he may be able to wipe out his troops without any damage.

Roger touched the confession of the spy in his arms, and he slowly perfected a plan in his mind.

When Roger returned to the City Lord's Mansion, he found that the three teams' dressing had ended.

Rubio stepped forward to report: "Sir, I requested to change the name of the team."

Roger was a little puzzled. In his opinion, the name was just a title and could only play a role in distinguishing.

He asked, "Why do you need to change your name?"

"Sir, we are now equipped with the main force, so we should naturally use the name of the main force, which will help boost the morale of the soldiers."

Roger understood that the heart of comparison existed in all eras.

Since it helps to improve his strength, he certainly won't object.

"Okay, then you can introduce it to me."

"Sir, please check the Round Shield Swordsman Squad."

Roger looked at the original militia swordsman team, now equipped with a silver-glowed metal helmet and metal round shield, and a golden cloth robe covered with leather armor inlaid with iron pieces.

The swordman pulled out his sheath was a brand new Toledo double-edged sword, shining with cold light and very sharp.

Roger felt that their attack power and defense had been significantly improved.

"Sir, this is a giant shielded crossbow-holding militia."

Roger saw that the crossbow-holding militia who had no defense ability were now carrying giant shields, like giant turtles.

But no matter how ugly they look, at least they will not be completely unprotected when they turn on the crossbow.

Moreover, they wore iron helmets on their heads and iron armor on their bodies. Compared with the original, their defense has increased by more than one level.

They also had a short sword in their waists, and finally had a little melee ability.

The crossbow soldiers showed Roger a new powerful crossbow, and both range and power increased significantly.

Roger felt that even if this team left the city wall, they would still have the power to fight.

"Sir, please review the re-mounted sergeant."

Roger saw that compared to the original spear sergeant, all of them were wearing iron armor and iron helmets.

The shield is still a giant shield of the same shape, but there is a layer of skin on the outside.

The spear is still the same.

Roger felt that this unit had just increased a little defense.

"They don't seem to have changed a lot, so why don't they get more? There are so many goods in the arsenal."

"Sir, heavy-armed soldiers mainly rely on combat formations to fight the enemy. Too many changes will make them unable to cooperate tacitly."

Roger nodded and understood.

He now feels that the role of the re-mounted sergeant squad is more like a moving city wall, and they should be used to maintain the stability of the front line rather than relying on them to output attacks.

"Very good, Rubio, I have an idea..."

Roger muttered to Rubio's ear, and the latter nodded constantly.

Then Rubio shook his head suddenly: "Sir, this may not work."

"Is it really impossible to eat?"

"We have too few people."

"Then can I dig a few more holes?"

"No, the place is too small."

"That's it, forget it, you can't eat fat in one breath, you can eat a little bit. You can take someone to prepare now."

The troops left.

Roger saw Father Dominic standing among a group of people holding wooden sticks. The group had no formation, and the common people dressed up and looked like mobs.

Roger greeted the priest and muttered to him.

Roger said: "The key is stability in the city. There must be no turmoil. You have to help me watch out."

"This is OK." The priest agreed immediately.

Before nightfall, several guards on the city wall were patrolling routinely.

Not long after they walked through a section of the city wall, a feather arrow flew out with a "whip" sound, crossed the city wall, and stuck on the ground outside.

The young soldier walking in front seemed to hear the sound of the wind and wanted to look back and investigate.

The veteran behind slapped him in the face.

A small team of javelin cavalry outside the city ran past with whistles, just as they had been doing these days, proclaiming their existence to the people in the city with their actions.

But after the cavalry ran past, the feathered arrows tied with cloth strips on the ground disappeared.

Roger stood on the bell tower and took all this into his eyes.

He can only wait now and hope everything goes well.

But Roger was also ready for the failure of the plan, and he stroked the hilt of the sword "mosquito bites".
Chapter completed!