Although everyone knows that when the Duke is hiding in the Governor's Palace without seeing guests, it is best not to disturb him. Because everyone knows that the Duke is a magician! When a magician is addicted to
It is best not to disturb him when he is studying magic.
What's more, even Butler Mader, who is closest to Du Wei, has a vague feeling that the young master's mood seems to be getting worse and worse recently.
Indeed, Du Wei is very irritable!
The construction of the new city was going smoothly, and he didn't need to worry about the specific administrative work. But his mood was still getting worse day by day.
Because he has been waiting for someone!
That green-robed Gandolf, that old guy, promised to come find him in three months! But now it has been more than half a year, but there has been no news from him!
Seeing that autumn has ended, winter is about to begin... Is that cuckold old guy just kidding himself?!
Du Wei feels that his strength has reached a bottleneck. With his current magic level, he has reached level six. As for his magic control ability, he has absorbed the results of so many magicians' lifelong research in the magic academy, plus the past six months.
With a lot of hard work, his strength has become quite impressive and he has mastered many spells.
If Du Wei were asked to take the assessment again now, Du Wei was confident that he would be able to obtain a sixth-level magician badge.
But now, if they are fighting each other purely by magic, Gargamel is no longer Du Wei's opponent.
However, Du Wei found that this was all he could do. After all, the research results collected by magicians in the magic society were limited. Du Wei needed a mentor, someone who could help him advance on the path of magic.
The mentor who continues to move forward is at least an old magician who has a complete study of magic theory.
Originally, Gargamel should be able to temporarily fill this role, but this mouse... He is good at transformation. Transformation is not what Du Wei needs. And Vivian... Poor little Vivian has level eight strength.
.But...she can stutter even when she speaks, so she is not a qualified teacher.
In desperation, Du Wei spent more time on magic research. Master Alec's formula to replace mithril made Du Wei study over and over again for a long time, but in the end he could not succeed. But Seth, who was originally
The guy who is good at making wands is very interested in the method of making the "flying broomstick" that Du Wei came up with. After these days of research, he is almost successful.
But after two test flights, poor Seth broke a leg.
Du Wei knew that the establishment of the new city was just the beginning, and he needed to urgently strengthen his own strength. In the northwest, without strength, it is impossible to gain a foothold! Moreover, others will not watch the development of Du Wei's turmoil, and there will always be
Someone is here to cause trouble.
Duweidi's idea was not wrong, because the troublemakers soon came.
Although no one dared to disturb Duke Duwei and the magician who was obsessed with research, everyone knew that the Duke was in a bad mood recently.
But at noon that day, Mader still had to walk into Du Wei's study, interrupting Du Wei who was carefully browsing a pile of formulas presented by Alec.
"Master." Mader blinked his eyes. Although Du Wei was already a Duke, unlike others who called Du Wei "Master", Mader always called Du Wei "Master".
"Master, someone wants to see you."
Du Wei frowned and raised his head: "Is there something wrong with the immigration? Did those guys put forward some weird conditions?"
"...No." Mad shook his head: "The people who came are from the Northwest Army."
Du Wei was stunned for a moment and put down what he was holding.
People from the Northwest Legion?
It has been several months since he came to the northwest, but the Northwest Army has never taken the initiative to find him, and Du Wei will not take the initiative to deal with these warlords.
What's going on today?
In the reception room, Du Wei saw someone from the Northwest Army.
The person who came was a middle-aged officer. Judging from his attire, he should be a general.
In the imperial military system, when you reach the commander level, you can be considered as a senior officer. The commander officer is the leader of a regiment. In the imperial military system, an infantry regiment has 4,000 people and a cavalry regiment has 3,000 people.
Generally speaking, four regiments can form a division, and the commander of the division is a general. For example, General Juncker of the Second Division of the Royal Guards during the Imperial Capital Coup.
There are four levels of generals in the empire. Those like Juncker are only first-class generals. Of course, generals like Juncker who serve as the garrison of the imperial capital are only the lowest general level, but their status is already very high. For example, the same
A general at this level, Longbottom, also commanded 20,000 cavalry, but as a general far away in the barren land of the northwest, although he was at the same level, his status was definitely not comparable to that of Junker in the imperial capital.
The official title of such a general in the Roland Empire is "Major General".
This title is naturally familiar to Du Wei, especially after knowing that the founding emperor Aragon was also a time traveler like himself. The empire was founded by Aragon, and the military system was left by him. With Du Wei
The strong color of the past life is normal.
At the top, there is the commander of the legion. Generally speaking, the legion commander has the title of "lieutenant general". There are also exceptions. For example, Du Wei's father, Earl Raymond, was originally a lieutenant general, although Raymond was not a lieutenant general.
He has no experience of actually commanding a legion, but he once commanded an expedition fleet and was considered a lieutenant general.
Further up, there is the general. Generals are generally not directly responsible for overseeing a certain army or legion. They are basically senior military veterans who will not stay at the top of the army when they grow old.
Instead, he went to the military headquarters in the imperial capital, got the rank of general, and then became a big boss in the headquarters.
For example, Du Wei's father, Count Raymond, commanded the expedition fleet to conquer Southeast Asia as a lieutenant general. Then he was promoted to the military headquarters due to his merits, and became an admiral.
The highest one is naturally the marshal. However, marshal generally has only a "virtual title" and is just a symbol of glory.
However, there is currently no marshal in the empire. This is because this supreme honor can only be given to those who have great military merits. However, in the current general environment of the empire, there is no war and it is in a period of peace. Naturally, there are no great military merits.
And the Northwest War back then was just a local war. As for the Southern Ocean Expedition... bringing a huge fleet to bully a group of natives, how much credit can this be considered?
However, there have been several real marshals in the history of the empire. For example, the ancestor who founded the Luo Lin family, such as the founding war of the Aragon era...
And now... the position of marshal, the dream of all soldiers, is still vacant for the time being.
"Dear Duke." The general of the Northwest Army standing in front of Du Wei introduced himself politely: "I am Tatolo, the commander of the Thirteenth Division of the Northwest Army."
The first influence is that Du Wei has a bad impression of this guy who calls himself Tatolo.
Because although he was wearing a military uniform and a sword, this guy didn't have the slightest bit of military temperament. He looked about forty years old, and it was obvious that he was already wearing the largest uniform, but he was very fat.
The flesh seemed to burst his clothes at any time.
The thick flesh on his cheeks, his pale complexion, which was obviously due to excessive drinking, and his chubby body... It can be said that if he changed his clothes, he would look more like a rich man.
How can such a person be a general?
But after Du Wei heard his self-introduction clearly, he immediately understood.
Because this so-called "Thirteenth Division of the Northwest Army" is not a regular army. Du Wei has some information about the Northwest Army. He knows that this Thirteenth Division is actually a logistics department responsible for the deployment and distribution of military supplies.
To put it simply, the Tatara in front of him is the logistics officer of the entire Northwest Army.
Du Wei immediately paid attention. He had already vaguely guessed the purpose of this guy's visit.
"General Tatora, please sit down." Du Wei pointed to a chair in the room.
The two of them were polite for a while. This Tatara was obviously a veteran in officialdom. He was very skillful in talking about officialdom scenes. He first complimented Du Wei a few words about "Young and promising", and then praised Du Wei a few more words.
"Young genius", and finally expressed his amazement at Du Wei's miracle of building a new city so quickly, "The power of a magician is indeed beyond what ordinary people can guess!"
Du Wei, on the other hand, accepted all his flattery. After drinking two cups of tea, Tatara finally revealed his purpose.
"Your Majesty, Duke, I am here today. In addition to bringing greetings from General Lu Gao, the commander of our army, I also need your help with some small things."
Du Wei smiled: "General Tatolo, please tell me."
"Well..." The fat man pondered for a moment, then smiled: "Seeing that autumn has passed, according to the law, I would like to ask, when can our Northwest Army come to collect military supplies for this season?"
Come to ask for money...
Du Wei sneered inwardly.
"Your Majesty the Duke, you should know. According to the laws of the Northwest, our Northwest Army's supplies are directly allocated from local fiscal revenue. According to consistent practice, after the fiscal revenue is reported each quarter, our Northwest Army will
Accept our share from the local area... Haha, you also know that it is not easy to be a soldier. Our young men guard the borders for the empire, and they must have enough food to defend the territory. You are also from a family of martial arts, so I don’t need to explain this.
If you tell me more, you will definitely understand."
Du Wei nodded calmly: "Oh, then, I wonder how much is extracted according to the convention?"
In fact, Du Wei had already studied that law and was very familiar with it. He asked this question deliberately.
"Forty percent." Tatora smiled slightly and raised four fingers: "According to historical practice, our Northwest Army will withdraw 40% of its fiscal revenue."
Du Wei raised his eyebrows after hearing this: "Forty percent? General Tatolo, are you kidding me? According to the temporary decree of the Northwest, local fiscal revenue only supplies 20%."
Tatara smiled, and the fat on his face was almost squeezed into one piece: "Sir, you have just come to the Northwest, so you may not know these things. If it is normal, it will naturally be 20%. However, the annual autumn fiscal revenue, the Northwest Army
They all take 40%, which has been the practice for many years."
After a pause, before Du Wei could ask questions, Tatodoro himself explained: "As soon as autumn is over, it is the end of the year. The practice in the army is to reward the soldiers for their hard work throughout the year. At the end of the year, every day
An additional 'regular pay' will be given to the soldiers as a reward for their hard work for a year. Therefore, every autumn fiscal and military expenditures must be doubled."
In fact, Du Wei also knew this, but he pretended not to know when he heard it. Then he thought for a while and said generously: "In this case, I can't break the rules here. Of course, the young men in the army guard the border for the empire.
We can't treat them badly. Tatara and the two armies, please wait a moment, I will ask my deputy to report the autumn revenue."
Damn it, you are giving out year-end bonuses and you want me to pay for it? There is no way!
Du Wei sneered in his heart, but immediately asked someone to call Philip.
While waiting for Philip to arrive, Du Wei casually asked some questions about the Northwest Army.
Originally, it was only a quarter's military expenditure, which was not much money. If it were in the past, it would have been enough for Tatara to send one of his subordinates. However, not long after the new Duke took office, the first time he reached out to get money was by himself.
It would be better to go there in person. After all, the other party's identity is unusual.
I originally thought that this new lord would probably reject him like those ignorant idiots in the past. However, seeing Du Wei agreeing so happily, Tatara felt relieved.
Huh, after all, he is just a teenager after all. What about the Duke? This is the northwest! Even if the emperor comes, he has to give face to the northwest army!