People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 217
The vast Gobi, the vast wilderness.

A team of more than ten hussars and Varangian guards was marching slowly.

They are all "new recruits" who have recently been transferred from Fort Yoglies and need to go to Port Ella to serve.

A winged cavalryman with a beard took out a handful of dates from his saddle bag, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed, and said vaguely: "There will be a fierce battle soon, the Saracens can't Sit back and watch Ella Port be taken back by us, they will definitely fight back against us."

"Why, are you afraid?"

"How is it possible! We are hussars, hussars who are invincible in all battles."

The Varangian guards leading the pack horses had a look of contempt on their faces: "Oh, it's like who is not invincible in all battles, and all our axe guards have been incorporated into the Lord Earl's Guards, what do you have? This honor?"

There was pride on their faces.

That's the imperial guards, which means that the earl trusts most, they are always those who carry the axe!
The bearded beard retorted: "Oh, what does it mean? You are at best your lord's foot guards. If you really want to fight, are you going to charge with your legs with your lord?"

The Varangian guard was about to say something.

"what sound?"

Ahead, bursts of roar sounded.

A hussar who was exploring the way stood on a high ground, looking into the distance, a flaming pillar of flames swept across the ground like a plow.

He opened his mouth slightly.

"Father above, what's that?"

...

Lothar coughed softly, and two streams of black smoke with a faint sulfur smell spewed out from his nasal cavity.

He is testing his newly acquired "Dragon's Breath" ability.

The dragon breathed on the ground, plowing out a semicircular wall of fire. The air became distorted under the scorching heat, and the mount not far away was pacing back and forth restlessly.

If it were an ordinary pack horse, they would probably have been scared away by now.

A flame without fuel is quickly extinguished.

Lothar came close and found that the gravel on the ground showed a certain degree of crystallization due to the high temperature.

It can be seen that the temperature of the dragon's breath is high.

"Hans, listen to you, that fusion monster can breathe out dragon's breath again after a short pause?"

Seeing the power of the dragon's breath up close, Hans felt a little terrified: "Yes, my lord, if Coors hadn't been there, I'm afraid I would have been burned to ashes."

Lothar rubbed his somewhat red and swollen mouth, and only spit out the dragon's breath once, and he felt that he was reaching his limit.

The dragon's breath not only gave him the ability to breathe dragon's breath, but also seemed to transform his body, making him more resistant to high temperatures. At least, he would not have the ironic death method of being burned to death by himself.

Jean Na speculated: "The high probability is because of the giant material on the fusion monster. The troll material endows it with strong vitality, and the giant endows it with almost inexhaustible physical strength—a perfect match."

She paused slightly, and joked: "Your Excellency is going to go further and further on the road of the little dragon, and when you can turn into a giant dragon, you must give me a ride."

You want to be a dragon knight, and I want to be too.

Lothar was too lazy to talk to her, and asked Prajna: "What do you think of the power?"

"It's okay, but the penetration is not enough, and it doesn't have the characteristic of the holy gun to lock the enemy and cause higher damage to dark creatures."

Banruo paused slightly, and said again: "The advantage is that the attack range is relatively wide. If it is when the two armies are fighting, if you plow the ground once, the ground will be filled with unjust souls."

Lothar sighed lightly: "In Oriental dialect, is this called hurting peace?"

"Ah."

While chewing the chocolate bar, Fringira's mouth bulged: "Hey, my lord, you won't let this sharp weapon go unused, will you?"

"of course not."

Lothar looked at the fool's expression, and touched her head: "Either the enemy dies, or my soldiers die-I will definitely choose them to die."

...

"grown ups!"

In the distance, the sound of horseshoes was getting closer, and the hussars rushed towards the group of people at high speed.

They shouted excitedly: "My lord, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"The movement just now, is it that you and your advisory group are experimenting with new spells?"

"Please let us escort you back."

Lothar looked at these young faces, most of them were acquaintances, some were soldiers who had made great achievements, and some were the defenders of Fort Yoglius.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my most loyal hussars. I'm happy to return to Port Ayla under your escort."

A hussar reminded: "My lord, there are still your infantry guards behind."

As a result, the number of people in the group doubled several times.

Jeanna urged "Grape", ran to the front of the team, followed Lothar and said, "My lord, everyone supports you very much."

Lothar shook his head and said, "It's not my credit."

The loyalty of soldiers who have been transferred through the system is constant, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Don't underestimate yourself, my lord. Loyalty doesn't mean you support me. I can feel that they love you from the bottom of their hearts."

Jeanna stretched out her hand sensitively, and patted Lothar on the shoulder: "No matter what era you are in, you can be regarded as a wise ruler."

Lothar couldn't help laughing and said: "Jeanna, you can also say compliments, but I am indeed standing on the shoulders of giants, stronger than some feudal monarchs."

Others didn't dare to say it, but he felt that he was always much better than the second Huiqin sect, who had probably died at this time.

Lothar looked back at the hussars and Varangian guards who followed behind with their heads held high: "They love me, and I love them too. I always think that they are my greatest wealth. With them here, I still have a chance to make a comeback."

Jeanna raised her eyebrows: "It's just them?"

Lothar said helplessly: "Of course, you are more important."

For a ruler, loyalty is of course crucial.

Gulam turned back against his master and destroyed the Saman dynasty (probably in northern Persia) that once suppressed Sasanian Persia.

The Imperial Guards even derived the so-called "Guardian Inheritance Law", in which the Imperial Guards controlled the emperor's succession, and even abolished the monarch at will.

A large part of the reason why the Varangian Guards chose the Ross and Normans from Northern Europe was to prevent the former Praetorian Guards from colluding with internal power officials.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and the so-called loyalty is often difficult to withstand the test.

Therefore, the hussars, the Varangian guards, and the remaining veterans, the order knights, such an army that can be loyal to the monarch without reservation.

Lothar believed that any monarch in this world would be salivating.

Because this not only means that they are unreservedly loyal to Lothar, Lothar also knows their loyalty and can trust them without reservation.

First time back in Port Ella.

Model, who was staying here, met with Lothar: "My lord, there is a leader of the Armenian mountain people in Cilicia who hopes to be hired by you. He has a hundred light cavalry and three hundred unarmored light infantry. , I think it's a great addition to our military."

"Isn't Silesia a subject of Bohemia and Poland?"

Lothar felt a little inexplicable, what does it have to do with the Armenian mountain people.

"My lord, it's Cilicia."

Mordel emphasized his tone.

Lothar couldn't help but suddenly realized.

Cilicia is the northern part of Cyprus and Antioch, along the coast of Asia Minor, which once belonged to the Eastern Empire.

Now, it is under the control of Armenians and Turks.

In this era, there are too many places where the pronunciation is too similar, or even simply the same name.

For example, there is Tripoli in the Holy Land, and there is Tripoli in North Africa.

Losar can build a Losar Fort in the future, and the rest of Europe called Losar can also build a Losar Fort.

To make matters worse, the same place name has different names in different languages. The Franks call Dahab Fil Orn.

The Turks will call Constantinople Constantinople or Istanbul in the future.

"This Armenian leader is the leader of their group of mercenaries? How much commission do they need?"

Model said: "Five hundred Suledes gold coins, if you can provide food and shelter, they will serve you for a month."

"No, it's too expensive, tell their leader that as a light infantry with a low loss rate, their asking price is too high, Coors, this kind of thing should be what you are best at, and I will leave it to you. "

Lothar was a little worried again: "Don't lower the price too low, I'm afraid they won't be able to work hard then."

Coors bowed politely: "Leave this matter to me, please rest assured."

afternoon.

in the port.

On the overhauled training ship, under the command of the captain, the sailors are busy sailing, cleaning the deck, and practicing jumping gang battles.

Lothar's first merchant fleet has been formed with the support of Muller.

To be precise, it was Muller's original fleet that was annexed by Lothar.

They will follow Muller's original business route, starting from the port of Ella, going to Gojam of the Abyssinians, and then passing through the Gulf of Aden to Gujarat in Tianzhu.

Along the way, trade in goods such as wine, gold, ivory, slaves, precious metals, fabrics, porcelain, and more.

It can be called the triangle route of the Middle Ages, and it is extremely profitable.

The sailors on the training ship are specially used to deal with pirates.

Captain Hogg and his ghost ship need to cruise near the Gulf of Aden to eliminate pirates.

It is impossible to take on the escort mission. On the contrary, if Captain Hogg robs a pirate ship that has just been robbed, it will last a cycle of the triangular trade.

Mu Le said with some emotion: "My lord, you don't know how rich the Abyssinians are. Their royal tent is moving to Gojam. It is said that there are [-] donkeys pulling carts for him. The accompanying craftsmen , officials, priests, royal guards, lions, the list goes on.”

Lothar said with a smile: "This scene is really big."

Baldwin IV and Saladin of Ayub are both relatively frugal monarchs, and the ostentation of their travels is already big enough in Lothar's view.

It turned out to be nothing compared to the king of Abyssinia.

"My lord, the Abyssinians don't have a capital, and they only move their king's tent every ten years or longer. It's rare to see such a grand occasion."

Mueller paused slightly, and said, "My lord, I would venture to make a plea to you."

"Oriental trade belongs to the Saracens. There are fleets flying the flag of the holy fire everywhere here. Therefore, I'm afraid I can't hang your double-headed eagle flag."

"It's okay, none of this matters."

Lothar understood.

The Crusaders' port in the east is only the port of Ella in his hands. The sea here is extremely strange to Christians except for the Coptic sect.

Land trade routes are better. It is said that Venetian and Genoese caravans often visited Ctesiphon in Sasanian Persia.

Thinking of this, Lothar couldn't help but recall the Song caravan he saw when he first arrived at the Holy Land. It is said that they have already gone to Constantinople.

"Mu Le, have you heard of Song people?"

"Of course, a few years ago, there were Song people who took a special kind of big boat and crossed the stormy sea to the shore on the port of Ayla. Unfortunately, since then, no Song people have come by boat. They would rather choose to leave. overland."

Lothar looked at the calm sea in the distance: "Storms, pirates, and sea beasts are all obstacles to ocean-going trade."

Even Captain Hogg's "sea weirdness" said that in the sea, he encountered aura several times that he dared not provoke. The sea in this world is more dangerous than the land.

"Muller, this world is huge, even bigger than you imagined. Do you know that there are two continents at the westernmost point of the continent?"

(End of this chapter)