People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 109 Arrival of the Crusaders

After half an hour.

"Stop fighting, stop!"

Lothar sat on the ground panting.

The original inflated mentality was immediately beaten back to its original shape.

"Hans, to be honest, how much strength did you exert just now?"

Hans pondered for a while, and replied, "It's probably always there."

Lothar came to a sudden: "That's [-]%, not bad."

Hans was saving face for him, but he couldn't take it seriously.

Although, Lothar can already serve as a four-star mage retinue in terms of mental power and blood magic attainments alone, plus his other advantages.

With Five Star Shame Hans, without leveling up and using werewolf transformation, it should be barely equal.

But the problem is, that was when Hans hadn't upgraded.

He is not short of money now, for Hans, a follower who has been with him early, how can he be stingy with wealth, and he has been promoted to level [-].

Moreover, he is also a template for a heavy armored warrior, which is different from Prajna, who is a heavy armored iron guard and mainly increases body resistance.

The gap is huge.

"Come with me, I have a lance for you. This is a magical weapon with indestructible characteristics. I believe you can exert its full power."

Lothar decided to give Hans the cavalry lance.

It can be imagined that if there is a good BMW horse, Hans will definitely be a killing machine on the battlefield.

At noon, Lothar held a grand ceremony of conferring knights under the witness of the priest of the Montreal parish.

He first read everyone's merits to all the soldiers and knights of the Crusaders.

Then, according to the tradition of the Gauls, cut off the swallowtail of the swallowtail flag for each attendant, grant them the status of square flag knights, and accept their formal allegiance.

At the same time, Lothar ordered the craftsmen to design exclusive coats of arms for them, and rewarded each with a roll of silk and ten gold coins of Suledes.

From today, they will all step into the ranks of military nobles.

Lothar prepared a small fiefdom for them in Fort Yogryus. Of course, it was only a fiefdom in name, because many places were barren lands.

They have neither the financial resources nor the conditions to build castles or manors here, or to recruit refugees and gather them into villages.

For those who have the title of knight, Lothar can only give a few gold coins as a reward, and more, it is a reward of honor.

For example, it is creatively proposed that in the knight class of the Royal Knights, titles such as "Great Knight" and "Knight Commander" are promoted, and they are respectively responsible for part of the military affairs, which can make the best use of talents without having to pay out of pocket.

The sergeants who witnessed this scene were all extremely envious. It was simply the blessing of the heavenly father to have such a generous commander!

I can't help but feel a little annoyed, if I didn't back down on the battlefield before, but fought bravely, would I be able to earn the title of a knight myself?

And this is exactly what Lothar wanted.

In terms of rewards for meritorious deeds, it is completely enough to do this.

The travel-stained messenger speeds past on the street.

When he saw Lothar, his eyes lit up: "Are you Lord Humphrey of Montreal? The Prime Minister of Amalric has led the army and arrived near Montreal. Please prepare the resting place for the army in advance."

Lothar pointed to the crest on the burqa on his chest: "A person who doesn't even know this crest can be a messenger?"

The messenger's face changed slightly: "Sorry, my lord, please forgive my offense. I just arrived in the Holy Land from Sicily."

"Do your duty and go."

Lothar waved his hand somewhat disinterestedly.

He looked behind him at the familiar faces.

The second batch of Crusaders has arrived in Montreal, which means that the day of the decisive battle with Saladin is approaching.

At that time, it is unknown whether these people will survive half of the time.

outside Montreal.

In the distance, dust billows.

Fifty knights in fresh clothes and angry horses, holding swallowtail flags and square flags of various colors, surrounded Amalric and marched forward.

He looked at the army behind him with some complacency. Although he was a palace minister, he always rode Earl Raymond and Earl Leonard on his head in Jerusalem.

It was hard to wait until the two of them left.

Baldwin IV actually stood up again to govern again.

Only during the period when he personally led the troops to the expedition did he really enjoy the authority of "saying one thing without saying anything" and "making a decision with one word".

This feeling made him a little flustered.

The army slowly moved towards the gate of Montreal.

A knight complained: "Why hasn't anyone come to greet you? Don't you know that the honorable Lord Chancellor has arrived?"

These words were said in Amalric's heart.

With a stern face, he ignored the chapped lips and exhausted sergeants who had already been marched for days and tortured, and said loudly: "Stop, send someone to urge Sir Humphrey to send someone with my status to meet me !"

He cursed inwardly.

He knew that Earl Leonard looked down on him, but he was also an important member of the Queen Mother's party after all.

He also spent a lot of money, paid out of his own pocket (referring to the money of the greedy city defense army), recruited soldiers and horses, and came to rescue Kaleburg. Why is his son unwilling to sell him?

Who knows that Montreal hasn't even elected a person in charge yet, how can anyone care to consider whether it will cause dissatisfaction with a so-called "priest minister" who relies on a woman for his position?

When Lothar heard the news, he almost didn't laugh out loud.

"Let him wait, the one who loses face in the end is himself."

"The city gate is open, just come in directly. Sure enough, the more people lack something, the more they care about it."

Lothar didn't care about the three thousand "army" led by the empress dowager's concubine.

The gold content of this army was too low. Except for the fifty or so knights and their attendants, most of the rest were conscripts who had been trained in haste. They couldn't even make a set of helmets or iron wristbands.

This point, from the fact that the two armies set off only half a day apart, but they arrived at the same destination after such a long stagger.

Moreover, the Royal Knights had been recuperating in the oasis for a few days, which was evident.

Lothar is very confident, even if it is the Royal Knights, who are already injured, if they really want to fight a battle, the winner will definitely be the Royal Knights.

And the loss will not be too great.

Amalric, to Lothar, is really not a big man, although he is one of the favorite lovers of the Queen Mother Agnes.

But this Empress Dowager Agnes had too many lovers. She almost "semi-openly" took care of many lovers, and sent them to important positions such as diocesan bishops and court dignitaries.

Queen Agnes, Earl of Edessa, sister of King Georgelin III.

She had two marriages. After marrying the former king Amalric, she was rejected by the crowned Patriarch of Jerusalem because of her chaotic style. She publicly stated that she was not worthy of wearing the crown of Jerusalem.

That's why the late King Amalric married Mary Komnenos, the royal family of the Eastern Empire, the purple princess of the Komnenos family.

If Princess Sibilla had not had a son, she would not be worthy of competing with Princess Isabella for the succession to the throne, because strictly speaking, Baldwin IV and Princess Sibilla could only be regarded as "illegitimate children".

After about an hour, a knight finally went to meet him.

It is said that after being scolded by Amalric, the knight turned out to be very angry. The two pointed at each other's noses and cursed at each other, creating a real farce.

It was his younger brother, Guy of Lusignan, who stood up and declared that he would fight the other party, which calmed down the farce.

"I really doubt how much fighting power this Amalric has with his 'big army'."

Lothar was enjoying the joke, but he never thought that the joke would soon come to him.

"What, Amalric wants us to vacate the hotel for him and his knights to live in?"

(End of this chapter)