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Chapter 570 - 570 126 Hidden Sharpness_1

570: Chapter 126, Hidden Sharpness_1 570: Chapter 126, Hidden Sharpness_1 Interest, is always the most potent means to stir the potential of aristocrats.

The land enclosure movement was swiftly accomplished, and the city-building work was launched vigorously.

Domestic mobilization of laborers would be obviously too late, so soldiers had to be turned into laborers, and aristocratic military officers into foremen.

Unsurprisingly, the following new units all became construction teams.

As for the elite forces, they continued their regular training while remaining vigilant for enemy attacks.

Everyone was busy, leaving Hudson, the commander-in-chief, with a surprising amount of free time.

Apart from occasional interactions with the major nobles in the army, there was basically nothing else for him to do.

Frankly speaking, Hudson, as a rising star thrust suddenly into the circles of high-ranking aristocrats, was somewhat ill at ease.

Luckily, they were in the military, where efficiency was paramount.

All activities were simplified to avoid unnecessary complications and potential misunderstandings.

Dealing with different people brought different feelings.

The direct gap was a matter of perspective.

Hudson often felt he couldn’t keep up.

There was no help for it; he had never been exposed to the education of major nobles.

Most of his knowledge had been gained from supplemental studies in recent years.

While the aristocrats across the world all had their unique characteristics, the one commonality they had was—power and intrigue.

Gradually, Hudson realized that this war was being used by various powers as a whetstone to sharpen their successors, as if they were planning a significant operation.

Through constant probing, he was able to overhear some information about the millennial calamity.

Unfortunately, everyone was very cautious about this information, swiftly changing the topic if it was accidentally mentioned.

If others didn’t want to talk about it, Hudson was powerless.

Only a minority of ancient families had relevant records on such secrets.

In terms of family lineage, the northern aristocrats were somewhat inferior.

As the last territory opened by the human race, it had only been fully inhabited for over fifteen hundred years.

Most of the kingdom’s aristocracy were nobles who had migrated from the central and southern regions, with only a small number coming from common folks.

Even now, many long-standing major nobles in the kingdom still maintained contact with each other.

However, this contact was no longer a simple hierarchical relationship.

Instead, it was more like a strategic alliance to keep an eye on each other, as well as business partners.

The intricacies of these relationships were difficult to unravel unless one was part of the inner circle.

Hudson felt more acutely the unfriendliness the world had towards newcomers as he observed more.

No wonder many major nobles could rise again after decline.

The support from their background was the key while the struggles of their successors were only part of it.

Without power formidable enough to intimidate enemies, they would be divided by a group of predators shortly after a struggle failure.

All of these were things Hudson could not envy.

No matter how much aid other clans had, the Koslow family indeed had nothing.

The scattered branches outside, were indeed numerous in quantity; but speaking of quality was a different story.

Most of them were semi-literate at best, and had only recognized a few words had undergone some basic knight training.

Only a few per cent from better-off families had completed basic noble education.

Occasionally, some mediocre talents would emerge, but that was sheer luck.

Had it not been for the lack of education, with the population base of the Koslow clan, at least a few notable people should have been nurtured over centuries.

Even without achieving social class transition, at least a few branches could have touched the threshold of the intermediate aristocracy, only missing the last step to progress further.

…

“Nelson, Evola, this is some experience on interacting with people that I’ve summarised in recent times through contacts with major nobles from various places.

You both need to study this carefully and draw lessons from it, and then try to pass it on to your clansmen when you have the opportunity.

If you don’t understand anything, you can ask me.

I’ll likely be free most of the time in the next period.”

During wartime, it was a struggle to educate the clansmen on how major nobles should act.

Hudson was quite frustrated.

Similar tutoring, he had held not just once.

Given how behind they were in their education, one couldn’t expect a bunch of semi-literate people to make such a leap.

Besides, many things passed down orally from generation to generation, subtly affecting one’s actions, didn’t even have written records.

Hudson himself was feeling his way forward in many things.

Not being exposed while socialising was just because he could act.

When interacting with other nobles, he mostly played the role of a listener.

The more he heard, the broader his vision and knowledge became.

Besides, he had already experienced the shock of the information explosion and had an unusually strong ability to accept new things.

What he had learned, after being filtered, was then taught to the clansmen in batches, which had become a routine.

The effect could be said to be better than nothing, and it really depended on individual aptitude.

Some people understood more, others learned nothing.

After all, their foundation was too weak.

They are used to the logic of low-ranking nobles, it was hard to adapt to the game rules among major nobles in a short time.

Hudson didn’t really have high expectations for these adult clansmen.

The real focus of cultivation was still the youth in the territory, who were only a few to ten years old.

“Okay!”

“By the way, Hudson, won’t there be any impact if you outsource all the affairs in the army?

In the camp, there’s a lot of rumors.

Many people say that you’re a faineant, only knowing how to…”

As Nelson was about to continue, he swallowed his words.

It was really hard to speak out, even if they were brothers, it didn’t mean they could say anything and everything.

“Haha…”

Hudson laughed heartily.

“It’s right that there are rumors in the army!

It was originally something I intentionally let out.

It would be a problem if you didn’t hear it.”

All problems come from being young.

Being in a high position attracts “envy”, but there’s nothing big about that; if it arouses “dread” from everyone, that’s when it gets troublesome.

A military commander in his twenties is terrifying to think about.

If it weren’t for the sudden change in the Kingdom’s political situation, regardless of the huge merits, the position wouldn’t have fallen to Hudson.

Under this backdrop, even if had the opportunity to firmly control the army, he would intentionally appear very reluctant.

It was to make the outside world mistakenly believe that his foundation in the army was shaky, and only with the cooperation of the two vice commanders could he control the entire army.

This show was performed for both Caesar III and the major nobles in the army, including the two decentralised vice commanders who were also in the scene.

As a great loyalist of the Kingdom, now that His Majesty the King needed a balance of power in the army, Hudson naturally had to provide that balance.

Knowing that his noble colleagues did not like a strong commander, Hudson very cooperatively satisfied their wishes.

In a way, this was also why Hudson had to retreat after the war.

With his age, if he didn’t let go of his authoritative position, he could hold onto it for a hundred years.

Now, Hudson’s foundation in the army was still shallow, but during the Caesar III Era, the King could still suppress him.

But if the throne was inherited two or three generations down, he became a veteran in the court, and the budding military leaders in the army were mostly those he promoted, then that would really pose a threat.

Seizing the throne and conspiring might not be realistic, but turning the King into a puppet and becoming the power behind the throne would be as simple as eating and drinking.

…

The Orc Empire, watched the Allied Human Army seize their own land, and they were helpless.

For the Five Great Emperors, it was undoubtedly the greatest humiliation in their lives.

“We can’t let this go on, we must counterattack!”

No sooner had the Bearman Emperor’s words landed than there was a “thud”.

The table in front of him had already been smashed into pieces and wood chips were flying around.

“Bear Emperor, calm down.

What the humans are doing is indeed challenging our bottom line, but from another angle, it also reflects their inner panic.

If they really had the confidence to annihilate us, they wouldn’t have needed to be so hurried in seizing land and building fortifications.

Most likely, the Alpha People are not optimistic about this war, hence the early preparation.”

Alex tried to persuade.

Probably most of them has been upset recently.

The tempers of the Beast Emperors were getting bigger and bigger, making it difficult for him, a professional persuader, to keep up.

Although he was upset, Alex did not skimp on playing his role.

All of this was to settle the old debts, the mess left by the old Bimon Emperor, which now fell on him, the inheritor.

As the weakest existence among the Five Royal Clans, Alex must always remain rational and cannot be impulsive in any way.

“What the Alpha People think doesn’t really matter.

What we need to do now is: whatever the enemy wants to do, we won’t let them succeed.

It’s always easier to destroy than to build.

When they’ve almost finished building, we can send troops over to tear down their defenses.

For the time being, our main task is to quickly pacify the internal chaos.

We can’t let them cause us trouble at a crucial time!”

The Wolf King said coldly.

Compared to visible foreign enemies, the hidden rebel army is the most hated.

Especially learning that the rebellion this time was backed by the Human Race, it was even more unbearable.

“Wolf King is right, we absolutely can’t let those rebels go.

But the reinforcement troops of the Human Alliance are rushing from everywhere, it’s definitely not just to show off and then go back after intimidating us.

There’s bound to be a brutal fight ahead, and the preparation of the Empire is far from enough.

We need a complete combat plan and response measures.”

The analysis of the Hawkman Emperor made the temperature in the room drop at least ten degrees.

A frontal battle with the Human Race was the initial plan.

With the subsequent series of sudden changes, everyone’s expectations became lower and lower.

From the initial plan of overthrowing the Human Race to take the domination of the continent, it has now come down to simply surviving.