Looking at the silent soldiers below.
Suleiman actually had a preliminary idea, which he started to consider as soon as he came to this world.
He plans to break away from the Westeros bloodline aristocratic system in his own territory.
Establish an emerging system of landowners and military aristocrats.
In essence, it is to replace the noble lords of blood with military landlords.
Every Westeros bloodline noble lord is the master of his own land, that is, a country within a country.
However, Suleiman's own land is still in a state of poverty, with a lot of waste waiting for development, and there are no complicated relationships.
Very suitable for reforming and strengthening the army.
Although he couldn't think of any technological knowledge that he could use.
But with his historical knowledge of the nine-year compulsory education, he can also try to correct the shortcomings that will occur over time under the new system during the reform.
For example, he can avoid possible land annexation in the future by not charging a capitation tax and instead collecting taxes based on the amount of land he owns.
Instead of delegating vassals to lower-level fiefs, he could make knights and nobles, but his knights and nobles could only be granted vassal status, and he would be responsible for distributing their salaries.
He can have his soldiers rely on military merit to obtain private land oaths from his territory issued by him.
Gradually replace the vassal farmers with Westeros only the yeoman farmers recognized by him, and at the same time abolish the confusing taxes.
Establish a unified tax system to liberate farmers' productivity and population reproduction capabilities.
In his memory, as long as it can ensure the stability of the land of the yeoman farmers, the yeoman farmers are often supporters of the conservatives, and even further back they are staunch royalists.
And the most important thing is that Westeros is the only one who can protect their private land.
This new group of landowners, military aristocrats and land-obtained yeoman farmers could only rely on themselves.
They know that they are aliens from the old system, without any legal principles, without any foundation, without any allies, and even the gods they believe in are against them!
Therefore, they have no choice but to defend themselves with blood.
Because he is the spokesperson of their class interests! Fighting against him! means fighting against them!
Only by supporting themselves can they truly safeguard their hard-earned private land and interests that were obtained through bloodshed and sacrifice!
This continent has been quiet for too long!
It requires a whole new breed of nobles and people! They will not be loyal to any illusory ancestors! They will not be entangled in old scores!
They will only be loyal to the one who can give them land and power! That truly powerful and unified master!
Their interests will be completely tied up and entangled with this master!
Suleiman never believes in grand narratives. In his view, people are ultimately entangled by the binding of interests.
The reason why the soldiers were willing to follow him was that he gave them hope and half realized it.
There is no inexplicable loyalty in the world that comes from unknown sources.
I never shouted any great and lofty slogans to them, but kept writing blank checks to them and cashing them in little by little.
A big bad check!!
This is precisely why they are willing to bleed and sacrifice for themselves!
Suleiman looked at Roslyn who was kneeling on one knee.
Then he looked at the silent soldiers.
He has to end it.
Then, under everyone's shocked and astonished eyes, Suleiman began to untie his black noble robe.
He also had his upper body naked, revealing that although it was not covered with old injuries like Roslyn, he still had young, lean and strong muscles.
"Roslyn." Suleiman said calmly. "I am your commander."
"What's wrong with you is also because of my incompetent leadership."
He threw the cane in front of Roslyn. "Now, it's your turn."
Roslyn raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of shock and fear.
"Master Suleiman! No!" He knelt down on his knees and moved his knees forward, trying to hug Suleiman's legs. "No!"
Lushen also hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down. "Master Suleiman! No! No!"
The surrounding soldiers also knelt down together.
There were cries and pleas.
Roslyn pressed his forehead to the ground, his body was shaking violently, and tears kept dripping into the dust.
He had been whipped for more than a hundred times without crying, but now he was bursting with tears.
"Execute!" Suleiman shouted coldly.
"Suleiman Master! If you insist on doing this!" His voice was hoarse and filled with despair. "Roslyn The only option is death!!!"
He pulled out the sword from his waist and tried to commit suicide!
Suleiman kicked his sword away!
Then he slowly knelt down halfway, used his hands to support the shoulders of Roslyn who was kneeling on his knees, and spoke loudly.
"Why am I punishing you today! Do you know!"
"I hate you for not living up to expectations! I hate you for not being able to make steel!"
"You love the nurses! But you don't discipline them strictly!"
"This is a battlefield!"
"You are harming them! You are not loving them!"
"You command hundreds of people today! You have no restraint or restraint!"
He grabbed Roslyn's shoulders, shook them gently and spoke slowly in a low voice
"How can I safely entrust my army to you in the future?"
When Roslyn heard this, he raised his head with tears streaming down his face, opened his hands and hugged Suleiman tightly.
Suleiman looked at Lushen:
"Generals are the brains and heart of an army."
"Even if a general is very brave, how many people can he kill with his own strength?"
As if asking Lushen a question, he lowered his head deeply.
Bronn sneered in the shadow of the jungle, isn't this a good performance?
Suleiman broke away from Roslyn's arms.
He drew out the sword from his waist.
He held the sword in his right hand and pointed his left index finger at the two of them.
Then he scanned all the soldiers.
"When I Suleiman came out from Foulkeep! There were only two people around me!"
"Now I have three hundred people around me!"
"Sooner or later!"
"I'll have a thousand people! Three thousand people! Five thousand people!!! Ten thousand people!!!!"
He pointed at Lushen and Roslyn and shouted.
"Don't blame me for our strict military laws!"
"At that time! You will lead five thousand people! Ten thousand people!!"
"For my left and right brothers! For my wealth and life!!!"
He held a sharp blade in his right hand and raised his left hand to sweep across the soldiers.
"Until then! Your positions will be Lushen and Roslyn today!"
"For our army generals!! Eagles, dogs and minions!!!"
Suleiman patted his naked chest with his left hand, raised his right hand and swept the long blade across the soldiers, walked back and forth, and shouted angrily!
"Sooner or later!"
"I Suleiman!"
"I'm going to take you all over Seven Kingdoms!!"
"Travel every inch of Westeros!!"
"I want to give you everything!!!"
"I want to give you food!!!"
"I want to give you land!!!"
"I want to give you Gold Dragon!!!"
"I want to give you a house!!!"
"I want to give you women!!!"
"I want to give you slaves!!!"
Suleiman thrust the long sword in his right hand into the ground!
Stopped crossing!
He stretched out his right index finger and pointed at them! His eyes flashed green! He looked like a wolf and a lion! His sharp edge was revealed!
"One day!!!"
"I want you to become - knights! - soldiers!!!"
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