Advance, retreat, leap...
Chop, stab, defend...
Aaron held a cross sword, training meticulously, and soon, he was panting heavily, and beads of sweat emerged on his forehead.
"Huff... this greatsword is powerful, but if I go all out, I'd exhaust my stamina in a few minutes... On the battlefield, I need to be mindful of this."
In a life and death struggle, one can consume the most energy.
As some people say, a life and death duel between two people, if it lasts for more than five minutes, it becomes a performance.
Aaron deeply understood this, and knew that the initial confrontations on the battlefield tend to be the fiercest, while the soldier's stamina would quickly drain.
"As long as I survive the initial danger, pay attention to avoid stray arrows, survival shouldn't be a big problem..."
He thought to himself, noticing Colin not far away, excitedly trying on a set of armor.
This was a gift from the lord, a set of exquisitely crafted armor worth an entire knight's manor. Once worn, it provided astonishing defense on the battlefield, increasing the chances of survival!
As for Aaron himself, he only had leather armor...
Perhaps Aaron would only receive a full set of armor when he left the territory, becoming a wandering knight, depending on whether Colin was generous.
However, Aaron didn't harbor much jealousy, and silently returned to the castle.
After lunch, he instructed the maid not to disturb him and immediately began to doze off.
During the day, dreams were also possible.
...
Rumble.
The same darkness, the same falling and convulsive feeling.
Aaron was already familiar with this, opening his eyes to see a dark sea.
Blood and scales still floated on the sea surface, seemingly recounting the horror of the previous battle.
He looked up at the night sky, as dark as velvet, and... a crimson moon!
"Damn it... the original moon wasn't this color, but the moon, or rather, satellites at night rely on reflecting the light of a constant star, so it turned red too?"
Although this world might not operate strictly according to the rules of his previous life, this was Aaron's barely reasonable explanation.
"I'm sorry... I really didn't mean to."
Aaron Sotos apologized to the air and began to feel himself.
In this world, he was a pure observer beyond multiple dimensions. Apart from changing the sun last time, he couldn't actually do much.
But tonight, the situation seemed a little different.
"I... can move?"
Aaron brought his perspective closer, changing... eventually determining that he moved a short distance, almost crying with joy.
Heaven have mercy!
Since infancy, he had been dreaming on this same coordinate point, almost fed up with the fixed scenery!
And now, he could finally move his perspective!
"It seems that all the changes began with changing the sun..."
Aaron carefully recalled the subtle differences.
"Could it be, as I guessed, that after sixteen years of accumulation, some kind of qualitative change has finally been completed... Although I used up all the strength accumulated for sixteen years to change the sun, my nature has also undergone some sort of transformation that does not regress. So today, after accumulating one unit of energy from entering the dream, I can move?"
Aaron named the slight increase he got every day from entering the dream as one unit of energy.
And his movement just now consumed this energy because there was only one day's accumulation in the real world, so he moved a short distance.
"At least with this, my life in the Dream World will no longer be monotonous..."
Aaron exhaled.
Honestly speaking, the last time he changed the sun, he had to admit the surging madness in his heart. It contained his own dark and crazy ideas, even the desire to destroy the world.
After all, he had been imprisoned in this place for sixteen years, and it was already a miracle that he hadn't gone insane.
"But what will this altered world look like?"
Aaron looked forward to it, relying on the moon and stars in the sky to choose a direction, and began to move.
"I hope there's a continent at the end of this sea... Although... I don't know the current situation..."
...
The Sotos Family occupied the Lower Green Forest, with Sotos Castle as the core, forming a small-town-sized settlement with a population of over ten thousand people.
In addition, more than a dozen villages were gradually reclaimed in the forest, and at the same time, some wild tribes followed orders.
In the castle, there were always around a hundred guards, which was already a certain limit in the feudal era.
Of course, if they really want to go to war, they could enlist farmers into service, becoming farmer soldiers. However, they didn't possess much discipline or combat power, and in Aaron's view, they only served to bolster one's presence.
At this moment, Aaron looked at the militia that had just been pulled out of the fields, mostly half-naked, armed with only simple weapons like pitchforks, frowning at the sight.
'These guys, even if they go to the battlefield, are just cannon fodder...'
'The cannon fodder leader leading the cannon fodder camp seems quite appropriate.'
Aaron looked at the chaotic farmer soldiers, lined up crookedly, showing no expression on his face, and shouted, "I am Aaron of the Sotos Family! Aaron Sotos, your captain! From today on, you must all follow my orders! Now, form teams of ten people, and choose your own small team leader!"
He looked at the farmer soldiers, who had instantly returned to chaos and pondered in his heart.
In the feudal era, wars between the noble classes are actually very polite.
For example, during the Spring and Autumn period, the etiquette of warfare was highly valued, and even capturing enemy monarchs was not allowed. Enemy nobles were treated with courtesy, awaiting their redemption.
In Fusang and Medieval Europe, the situation was more or less the same, and even the descendants of nobles who lost their land were widely sympathized with.
The so-called 'prince's revenge stories' could be performed repeatedly because of this concept.
'But after all, it's a different world, and the situation is somewhat different, and this time it's not for a wild boar.'
Two Lords, calling on hundreds of fighters for a game, might just be a form of entertainment in the Medieval Age.
But this time was different!
Aaron could sense Theodore's ambition in his heart, and after all, the Green Forest was too small to accommodate two lords!
And the Davis family upstream seemed to have the same idea.
Then this war would be unlike any other, and was a scene Aaron least wanted to see.
"Perhaps, after this battle, one family in the Green Forest will be permanently expelled..."