Viserys appeared in the castle's conference hall, but there was always one person missing.
The young king wore regular clothes and a golden crown and sat in the main position, while the important leaders of Andalos sat on both sides of the long conference table.
Then Viserys came up with the plan he had prepared last night, regarding the division of the military system after the establishment of the kingdom, the construction of emerging towns, and the reduction of a certain number of rural areas to build towns with a higher population density.
Due to the special military system of Andalos, although the nobles have private soldiers to defend the castle, the number is not too large. All standing legions in the entire kingdom are in the hands of the king or his designated commander.
This is very different from the aristocratic system in Westeros. The nobles only care about this land and do not care about the troops stationed here. The powers of the garrison generals are equivalent to the level of the local nobles, but this power cannot be hereditary.
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In theory, the governance power of local nobles is slightly higher than that of the defending generals. However, in practice, the power of these army commanders is not much worse than that of local nobles.
Viserys naturally knew that such a system still had many flaws, it was easy to breed warlords, it was easy for local nobles and generals to have fornications, etc...
However, this is also a last resort based on the current situation. At least compared to King Robert on the Iron Throne, he has concentrated the power in his own hands more.
The dragon is the best deterrent for Viserys to break the tradition and implement the new system. As long as the dragon is there, Viserys can tear up the original deep-rooted system as much as possible and increase the centralization of power as much as possible.
Andalus is such a big place, even if there is a situation on the border, if there is an army rebellion or collusion with the local nobles, Viserys can ride a dragon to gather soldiers from other surrounding towns the next afternoon, and airborne to that place in a menacing manner.
On top of the castle, being 'one plane' ahead of others in this era is quite impressive.
"Looks like I'm going to retire."
Ser Geoffrey, who had gray hair and wore the medal of the Hand of the King, sat in the first seat to the left of Viserys and shook his head slightly.
"I should have shared these things for Your Majesty, but..."
However, the old knight had nothing to teach him now, and his wrinkled old face was full of a wry smile.
Viserys has followed this old commander of the Dragonstone Fleet for so many years, and with the deliberate teachings of the old knight, Viserys has followed him to learn how to lead troops in war, and has learned almost all his skills.
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In terms of politics, the old knight was originally a warrior and knew nothing about governing the country and developing the economy, and he often even held back.
Originally, he wanted to get involved in the development and construction of Andalos, fearing that Viserys would take the wrong path. However, after working blindly for a while, he realized that he seemed to be unable to help, and instead was causing trouble everywhere.
Now that he has surrendered his military power and returned to his homeland, the old man once again feels powerless in the political situation. Listening to Viserys explaining the future development direction is like listening to a book from heaven, and his face is blank.
I don’t know how much time passed after that.
"Bessie."
Viserys looked at the person sitting at the end of the long conference table, and many people present looked over.
His whole body was shrouded in thick clothes, and he also wore a metal mask on his face. Except for his eyes under the mask, no trace of skin was exposed. His back was straight, like a man in a church.
An ascetic.
Bessie heard Viserys's voice and turned his head slightly, his eyes under the mask looking brightly at the king he swore allegiance to.
"His Majesty."
The voice was low and hoarse.
It took more than half a year for Bessie, a knight who had risen from a farm boy, to overcome his illness and stand up again. Except for his charred body that he did not want to show, he was no different from an ordinary person.
Of course, there is one more thing.
That is, he is indeed as diagnosed by Jillian at the beginning. He will never be able to hold a sword or fight like a knight in this life.
However, Bessie begged Viserys to give him a chance. He didn't want to live in confusion for the rest of his life. In the end, Viserys gave him the command of part of the army.
Bessie then led these soldiers to wipe out the brotherhoods and bandits in the territory that were as inexhaustible as weeds, and won successive victories.
In addition, he is rigorous in running the army and has an orderly style of leading troops. He is like a monk who never makes any mistakes wherever he goes.
Eventually he became a famous name.
'Saint' Bessie Joyce.
The reason is naturally his devotion to the Seven Gods. The seven-pointed star symbol on the mask still reminds him of his identity as the son of a warrior.
"The first legion will be left to you."
The young king wore a golden crown on his head, and then handed him a medal in the shape of a golden sword and shield that was shining brightly in his hand.
This is the medal representing the commander of the First Legion.
Bessie is a confidant who has followed him from scratch and has always been by Viserys's side.
There are not many people he can trust, but this loyal knight is definitely one of them.
His loyalty to Viserys is as firm as his belief in the Seven Gods. He is a tenacious and very principled person.
Moreover, Bessie's achievements in leading the army during this period are also obvious to all. He used religious methods to manage the army. The entire army fought bravely and firmly in faith, and never made any mistakes wherever it went.
And this legion numbered "One" in Andalus was the first four thousand elite Andal warriors to follow Viserys in the north and south.
These Andal warriors are brave and adept at fighting, and it is natural for them to be led by Bessie, the 'Son of a Warrior'.
Viserys handed the first Legion Commander's medal to the iron-masked knight. The small sword made of pure gold shone in the light, and sparse applause suddenly sounded in the conference hall.
All Andalus senior officials present applauded to express their congratulations to this civilian-born commander.
"Congratulations."
Oberyn, who had always been frivolous and lazy, looked much more serious this time, and clapped his hands to express his congratulations to Bessie.
Oberyn originally thought that he would become the first legion commander in Andalos, but he never thought that this man who was younger than him, low-key, calm, and even unknown would go ahead of him.
"If you have no talent and no virtue, you will be ashamed of yourself."
The knight wearing a metal mask had no waves in his eyes.
However, he still stood up. Because his body had changed, the movement of standing up still seemed a bit awkward, and then he bowed slightly.