June 5th is United Nations International Environment Day.

Although it is summer, the temperature difference during the day is still a little big. When Alan got up in the morning, it was about eight or nine degrees outside, so he needed to wear a coat.

By one or two o'clock in the afternoon, the highest temperature of the day is around 15 or 16 degrees.

Carmarthen is not a coastal city, but an inland valley and hilly area. The average temperature is slightly lower than Swansea or Cardiff in the south, which can be considered "the temperature in the mountains."

Wearing a black cloak with a red lining, Alan stood at the door of the hall in high spirits, waiting for the servant to bring his horse, tapping his left hand with the whip in his right hand.

At this time, dozens of huge tents were built in the front yard of the manor. Ever since he ascended the position of the patriarch, there had not been so many people living in the manor for a long time. Now, with more than a thousand people coming at once, it still looked spectacular.

Although the rooms in the castle are crowded and livable, there are not enough beds. Hut is sending people to purchase beds urgently. The remaining people can only live in tents temporarily.

At this time, on the lawn, dozens of Allen's bodyguards were directing thousands of new employees of the takeout company to move weapons out of the underground warehouse and clean their guns.

It's a good opportunity to take advantage of the sufficient manpower this time to take out and maintain the old weapons at home.

Although these people are retired veterans, many of them do not know how to maintain these old-fashioned weapons and have to ask their "bodyguard captains" to show them how.

There are classic firearms from the First World War and the Second World War, anyway, there are many different models. These are the assets that the Hill family has accumulated bit by bit over the years, having passed through several earls.

Now that so many weapons have been moved out of the underground warehouse and seen again, it looks extremely spectacular.

After all the steps of cleaning, clearing the barrels, oiling, etc. were completed, the rows of guns were neatly placed on the ground.

The guns have been cleaned, but there are still cannons. There is no heavy firepower at home, just classic old weapons.

There is an old 18-pounder gun that has been in service since World War I and was used until World War II. It was later upgraded and equipped with pneumatic tires so that it can be towed by a car.

There is also a 2-pound gun from the early model of World War II. This is an anti-tank gun used to attack tanks. Later, when the German armored vehicles were upgraded, this thing could no longer be used, so it was retired and replaced with a batch of new artillery. These retired old guns were taken home by interested people.

Some more savvy nobles sold these outdated artillery pieces to Asia. The island nation's armored vehicles at the time were relatively fragile and could be destroyed by these things with one shot.

The "Italian Cannon" in a famous anti-Japanese war drama is very similar to this thing.

It is said that it was still in use after the war. Anyway, Alan doesn't know much about this and is not very clear.

…

These British units of measurement are very confusing. For example, artillery units are measured by pounds and by caliber.

Even if calculated by pound, the old-fashioned artillery is big, black and crude, with a large amount of powder, but a short range and not very powerful. The new artillery has a small amount of powder, a long range and great power.

Just looking at these data, there is no way to distinguish the power of various types of artillery.

Fortunately, these things were perfect for photographing the British troops in Canada at the time.

Canada is far overseas and even more remote than Wales, so it is quite realistic for the troops to use these old equipments and have somewhat backward equipments.

Looking at the thousands of soldiers on the playground and the weapons all over the ground, although the weapons were not very advanced, Alan still felt a little proud at this moment.

If... if this power was given to him a hundred years earlier...

The rank of my title should also be raised.

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According to the family history records, at the peak of the Hill family's military power, they only had less than 300 heavy cavalry.

Moreover, this heavy cavalry is just named after the standard equipment of Great Britain. It is not the real heavy cavalry in ancient China where even the horses are covered with iron armor.

The Hill family's heavy cavalry means that the knight wears plate armor on the upper body with mail lining inside, while the horse wears leather armor. This is considered heavy cavalry.

Together with the servants riding inferior horses who provided logistics for the cavalry, the group was known as the Five Hundred Heavy Cavalry.

This was the "heavy army" that was supported by funds provided by the British royal family at that time by tightening its belt.

Don’t underestimate these less than 300 heavy cavalrymen. In Wales, they are already a force that can destroy the world!

It’s not like what is written in some novels, where there are hundreds of thousands or even millions of cavalrymen at any time.

Those who ride on horses, have no armor, and hold any weapons at random are not called cavalry at all.

The truly fully armored heavy cavalry, like the ones raised by the Hill family in the past, took advantage of the many hills in Wales and, with one charge, they could easily destroy the entire village-level population settlement in Wales.

It can be said that the cost of maintaining these hundreds of heavy cavalry, including food and horses, was more expensive than maintaining a first-class battleship at the time.

Just imagine what it meant to put a first-class battleship on land in Wales, a country with a population of only 2 to 3 million at that time? !

…

Throughout early June, the town of Carmarthen was in chaos. Some people drove away secretly to other cities to live with their relatives, but most people were still working locally and had no choice but to stay.

The mayor, along with several town councillors, went door to door distributing flyers.

Printed on the flyer was the recent schedule: every household had to tidy up their house, and any overly trendy things outside had to be taken down, including store signs.

Moreover, there are bilingual signs in many places in Wales, with Welsh on the left and English on the right. These will have to be removed and hidden first, and will be taken out after the filming is completed.

Every household has to dig out their old clothes and not wear clothes that are too fashionable, which will affect the sense of time.

The mayor was completely obsessed with Alan's order.

These people don't really listen to him, and Master Allen... doesn't show up either.

…

So everything was in a mess, like a cat and mouse game. Often, things that had just been explained here would start again over there. The old MG car was driven by the mayor like a taxi, and it lingered in the streets of Carmarthen every day.

As for what specific movie was being filmed, the mayor didn't say, and Alan didn't tell him either. He just asked him to notify the people in the town first to make preliminary preparations.

The residents of Carmarthen were also confused. They only knew that they had to wear old-fashioned clothes and hide all the fashionable things in their homes.

In just a few days, in this chaotic atmosphere, the town of Carmarthen, which was not very modern to begin with, removed some neon signs and billboards. In an instant, it seemed as if the economy had regressed fifty years and returned to the 1940s.

The buildings are still the same buildings, and the people... wear their old, tattered traditional clothes from home, and they still look the same.

For some of the houses that were vacant and did not return, special actors were arranged to play some French people.

Canada is a country where the British and French are the majority ethnic groups.

…

Around the 20th of June, near the end of the month, the entire town of Carmarthen was finally ready for the filming and was waiting for their lord director to arrive.

In the early morning, before daybreak, the entrance to the Hill manor was brightly lit. The searchlights, which had not been turned on for many years, were also turned on, and beams of light shone directly on the road in front of the entrance.

Starting from the gate of the manor, more than fifty old Austin K30 trucks and dozens of modern vans have been waiting for a long time.

Among the dozens of trucks following behind were more than 300 Koreans with poor performance who were brought back from the construction site.

They have an important role in this movie, guest starring as Indians!

Winnipeg, Canada, is a city where Indians gather. Historically, many Indians settled and multiplied here in order to escape the pursuit of Americans.

At this time, these Koreans were hiding in the trucks and shivering. Some of the braver ones even had time to whisper to each other.

"What's going on?"

"Is there going to be a mutiny? Ah Xi, are we going to die?"

"Are you planning to sacrifice us?"

"Keep your voice down! Don't let those ghosts hear you."

…

At this time, at the gate of Hill Manor, dozens of teams of soldiers in German uniforms, carrying British rifles, were ready to go.

They all have high noses and deep eyes. Once they put on their military uniforms, Koreans can't tell whether they are British or German. Anyway, they look like they are back in World War II...

Click, click, click.

Although the steps were not very coordinated, they were very powerful.

Some soldiers were still helping to carry supplies and "ammunition boxes" onto the vehicles.

Some of them even hang towed cannons on the back of their vehicles, making them look like they are preparing to go to war.

The "German army" consists of thousands of people, and they are also equipped with equipment.

Just looking at this scene, let alone Koreans, anyone who sees it would be scared!

Especially on the truck canvas, the rows of large swastika flags were extremely eye-catching.

…

"Master, everything is ready. Do you think we should get in the car first?"

Xiao Shitou also changed into a German military uniform and followed suit.

It looks a bit like a translator.

Allen, who was also wearing a German officer's uniform, whipped his horse whip and said, "Let's not take the car. Call a few people to come with me and we'll go there on horseback."

The ride on horseback would only take about ten minutes, and Alan was too lazy to take a car. The atmosphere today made him not want to take a car.

"yes!"

Xiao Shitou subconsciously put his feet together, tilted his head, and raised his chin, looking a bit like a German soldier.

…

Slightly loosening the reins, Alan rode the big white horse given by his boss Cha, his cloak fluttering behind him, and walked from the end of the convoy to the front.

There are also sidecar motorcycles and several old tanks here, all of which are real weapons that can be used after emergency maintenance!

"Set off!"

Looking at the flagpole standing on the tank, the small swastika flag was swaying.

Alan waved his hand, and it seemed as if he was about to attack the town of Carmarthen.

After giving the order, Alan took the lead, patted the big white horse under him as if letting himself go, and asked it to trot along the road, heading towards the town of Carmarthen in the night.

…

It was half past five in the town of Carmarthen, and it was not yet fully light. As early as three o'clock, noises were heard in the town. The crew arrived early to set up the camera track and crane.

The mayor, with dark circles under his eyes, brought a few people to follow behind Siphis to help with the work.

After being busy for more than two hours, Siphis was just about to praise the mayor when he suddenly felt the ground shaking slightly.

The River Toway separates the town of Carmarthen and the Hill family's estate. The town is to the north of the Toway River, and the Hill estate is to the south of the Toway River.

It was not yet dawn, and Siphis was standing on the outskirts again, ready to greet Alan. A little noise now caught his attention.

The sound sounded muffled, as if a group of people were running towards this side, dong dong dong.

When the sound came closer, we saw a team of dozens of horses running towards us.

The only one nearby who could form a team of dozens of horses like this was his young master.

Although he was a little surprised as to why the young master was interested in riding a horse so early in the morning, Siphis no longer cared and patted the mayor on the shoulder and said, "Stand by the roadside, the Count is coming!"

…

There has always been a very magical phenomenon. For example, when teasing a dog, making onomatopoeia such as "slurp slurp" with your mouth, no matter where you are or what country the puppy is from, it will respond to this syllable.

But what if it’s not a dog, but a horse?

When riding a horse in China, people often shout "Gee!" when they want the horse to speed up, and there is a corresponding command "Drive!" when they want the horse to stop.

How do you shout when you're abroad?

Alan didn't know about other places, but in Britain, commands were generally not shouted.

Civilians also had commands when riding horses, such as "O, shop".

However, the equestrian education of the Allen nobles was based on cavalry horsemanship. The battlefield is noisy and if the commands were only given verbally, the horses would easily not be able to hear due to the external noise and cause delays.

So, in general, you just pull the reins and squeeze your legs to give the corresponding instructions.

For example, now Alan, the horse was almost running in front of Siphis, he pulled the reins, and the big white horse was very polite and lifted its front legs off the ground and made a kicking motion, which looked extremely handsome.

…

"Master?! Now that you're here, everything has been arranged. Look..."

Siphis rubbed his hands and stood outside. It was still a little cold in the morning.

But he deliberately didn't want to go in to rest, so that Alan could see him first, especially to see how hard he was working!

After all, he has just been conferred the title, so he should perform well and show his loyalty to the young master.

"No hurry! Let's notify everyone to get ready first. I'm going to do something big later. I'm going to personally give a wake-up call to the residents of the town!"

…

Alan looked at the town of Carmarthen before dawn. As the old saying goes, when you hold a sharp weapon, you will naturally want to kill.

He is feeling a bit like this now, and always wants to ride his horse into the town to have a good look around.

But Allen was limited by his rationality. After all, this was a movie and he couldn't go too far.

But I heard from the mayor that he sent out a notice a few days ago asking everyone in the town to cooperate with him in making the movie, and there were a few unruly residents who were not very obedient!

Thinking of this, Alan looked down at the mayor standing next to Siphis and said, "Where's the map I asked you to bring? Give it to me!"

The mayor was slightly dazed as he looked at the big white horse that Alan was riding. This was one of the few opportunities for him to get close to Alan. He had seen him from a distance a few times before, but this gentleman didn't even have the desire to talk to him. Now he finally had a chance to show up in front of him.

Hearing Alan's voice, the mayor was alerted and quickly took out a map from his pocket and tiptoed to hand it to Alan on his horse.