People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 122 Joan of Arc
You are really welcome.

Lothar looked each other up and down.

Obviously, this is the same commander-in-chief talent as the "instructor" mentioned by Hans, with average attributes in all aspects, and the professional positioning of "commander" is very appropriate.

If Jeanne had been there in the previous battle with the Saracens, the outcome of this war might have been rewritten.

"grown ups!"

Holding an armed sword, Hans rushed straight into the tent, sizing up the uninvited guest vigilantly.

The powerful aura emanating from the other party made him feel a sense of fear as if seeing a natural enemy.

Lothar hurriedly said: "Hans, don't be nervous, this is a new colleague."

Jeanna raised her head and showed her white chin: "Then, three colleagues, why don't you introduce yourself to me first?"

"Don't worry, everyone, I will not prejudice you just because you are dark creatures."

The atmosphere was a bit dignified, and Banruo, who had always been taciturn, was the first to speak: "I am Banruo, a ghost clan from the Eastern Kingdom, hell, the general guarding the ghost gate."

Jeanna smiled and said, "It's really official—I'm Jeanne Darc, a Gaul, the Grand Master of the Knights of the Holy Church, you can also call me Joan of Arc."

Joan of Arc?

Is it a nickname?

Lothar was slightly taken aback.

Hans glanced at Fringila, saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, and then continued, "I've known you for a long time, Commander Jeanne, I once served in the Teutonic Knights, and now I'm the commander of the Royal Knights of Jerusalem. Just call me Hans."

Jeanna nodded slightly: "It turns out that you are an acquired werewolf. I said, why don't you wish to have your family emblem tattooed on your forehead like those wolves in the Two Sicilies? Then, Commander Hans, I'm very glad to be able to do that." work with you."

Hans was a little flattered, with a disappointing smile on his face: "I...I'm very happy too."

This worthless guy!
I bought it for you with a nice word?
Fringira was secretly annoyed.

Jeanna looked at Fringila who was hiding behind Lothar again, with a hint of a smile in her tone: "The vampires of the Tepesh family over there, don't you have anything to say?"

Fringila hid behind Lothar, and whispered: "What can I tell you, you executioner with blood on your hands, I feel unlucky when I see you."

Lothar was a little surprised: "Do you know Ms. Jeanne?"

"Of course, she is a lunatic, the top powerhouse of the Holy Church. Although our Blood Royal Court doesn't care much about the small power of the Holy Church, she is an exception."

Fringila said with some lingering fear: "I witnessed her kill my elder brother before."

"Ah this."

Lothar looked a little dignified.

Among the subordinates, it doesn't matter if they don't match each other, it's a blood feud, and there will definitely be problems.

Furingilla hurriedly said: "But don't worry, my lord, my relationship with my brothers is not that harmonious, and I won't think about avenging him."

Jeanna smiled and said: "She is a little girl who understands current affairs, my lord, you have to take good care of her. From her, what I feel is the purest blood of the royal court. If she loses control..."

Lothar nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know the severity."

Although he doesn't know the past experience of the shining knight in front of him, he still knows Fringilla very well, and knows her great potential in the setting.

If she was really allowed to suck blood and prey on humans, she might be alienated into a blood demon in a short time.

Although her strength will be stronger then, Lothar still prefers this little girl now.

Jean Na said, "By the way, where are we now?"

She fanned the wind: "This terrible weather, stuffy and hot, reminds me of the days when I hunted down black knights in the Iberian desert. Is there any wine?"

Lothar nodded and said, "Yes."

Jeanna smiled and said, "Please bring a bottle of chilled one. Also, please explain to me the current situation and the basic situation of this world."

Lothar fetched a bottle of wine: "Sorry, only at room temperature, this is Kaleburg in the Kingdom of Jerusalem"

He briefly described the current situation.

Jeanna suddenly said: "It turned out to be similar to the time of the Crusades. It's really a long time ago. My lord, can you take me to see the knights under your command?"

"of course."

Jeanne put down the empty wine bottle, and in such a short moment, she had already downed a whole bottle of wine, which was entirely used as a drink.

Lothar got up, glanced at Fringila and Banruo, with a little search in his eyes.

The former immediately shook his head and said, "I won't go, sir, you know that I hate sunshine the most."

It's not the sun that you hate, is it?

Hans lowered his head and muttered secretly.

There was a hint of joy in my heart, ha, the domineering lady finally ushered in the punishment, this feeling is really cool!
General Prajna has such a good temper, if only I were six stars.

Prajna still didn't say a word, but silently followed Lothar.

Rangna looked at Banruo, a flash of nostalgia flashed in her eyes, and she said with emotion: "You are a heavy armored guard, right? You are really competent. If I had a heavy armored iron guard by my side, maybe Nor will it be captured by the Knights of the Golden Fleece in Burgundy."

Banruo was stunned for a moment, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask, but just nodded slightly: "You are too famous."

There was a hint of surprise on Lothar's face.

If he hadn't realized who this "saint" was at first, after Jeanna said these words, he could almost be 100% sure that the prototype of this shining knight, Jeanna, was in the Hundred Years War. The hero of France was sold to the British Joan of Arc by the "good man Philip" of Burgundy at a high price of [-] gold coins!
"Are you really Joan?"

Jeanna looked at Lothar and asked, "Isn't it obvious enough? I never thought of hiding this matter. After all, I was more or less a loyal minister, right?"

"How did you survive?"

Lothar was curious as to what the setting behind her was.

Jeanna smiled and said, "This is a secret, my lord. As your servant, I should have my own privacy, right?"

Lothar didn't force it anymore.

Maybe as the relationship between the two became closer, Jeanna would tell her without him asking.

A group of people walked in the barracks.

The Crusaders gathered together in twos and threes to chat. The drinks sent by Kaleburg were very limited. They gathered in the shade, and they could hear their complaints from time to time.

Jeanna wondered: "These people don't seem to understand why the king wants to cease war with Saladin."

Lothar explained: "Not fighting, not only means not dying, but also means not having spoils of war, and not being able to get the salvation promised by the priests."

Jean Na was stunned: "I knew that this group of goddamn gods would always lie to the believers with nonsense--you'll know it when you fight. No salvation is more important than survival."

The Crusaders hope to fight a big battle. They don't know the balance of power between the enemy and us, and they don't think about deeper reasons.

But Baldwin IV didn't want to fight Saladin!

Because the Crusaders in the Northern Expedition, almost equivalent to two-thirds of the strength of Jerusalem, were all delayed by the enemy in the quagmire of the northern battlefield.

In the army he led, the real elites were only the sergeants of the two knight orders and under the command of Lothar, there were only 700 armored cavalry left, and they were really unsure of defeating Saladin.

In the camp of the knights.

The hussars were catching up with the knights, fighting with blunt wooden spears used for training.

These energetic knights are challenging Lothar's hussars one by one-this feathered cavalry team has proven itself on the battlefield, and it is by no means a show.

Now, every knight is proud to be able to compete with the hussars.

Jeanna carefully watched the battle on the training ground, and said: "Those are the hussars of the Polly Federation, right? That is a good force. Even Emperor Napoleon once praised them, but the number is a bit small. ?”

Lothar nodded and said, "Give me some more time, and I will recruit a hundred hussars for you to lead."

"Hmm - only one hundred? My lord, why was I only a baron when you hired me to serve you? I used to command three thousand knights!"

Before Jeanna finished speaking, she said again: "But it's also good, it's more interesting to help you, my lord, from a small baron to the throne of a king. This kind of game of cultivation is more interesting."

Lothar thought thoughtfully, "Like the French crown prince, Charles VII?"

"Jeanna, speaking of it, I am very confused. From a legal point of view, Henry VI should be more qualified to be the king of France than Charles VII, right? I don't understand why you want to assist him?"

There was little talk of nationalism in that era.

Jeanne smiled and said: "My lord, I don't know much about jurisprudence and heraldry. I only know that after the British came, they brought countless exorbitant taxes and massacres one after another. The English and Burgundian armies wandering in the wild, looting everywhere, my village alone has been looted three times-I want to drive these robbers away, that's all."

Lothar suddenly realized.

This era is different from Richard the Lionheart, who regards the Gaul territory as the core, but disdains the Albion territory, and over-squeezes Richard the Lionheart.

Henry VI of the Lancaster family (after the Anjou family, the royal family of England) is completely reversed.

"It's really a simple feeling."

"Otherwise? You don't think I really received a revelation from the heavenly father, do you? Ha, that's just a lie I made casually. It doesn't make sense that the priest can use God to deceive people, but I can't."

Jeanna smiled frankly.

(End of this chapter)