People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 270 The Eve Before the Expedition
Camp outside Hebron.

At the end of the day's exercise, the peasants and soldiers scattered back to their respective barracks.

A young peasant soldier took off his boots and dried his callused soles outside: "We are leaving tomorrow, and I don't know how many of our team will be able to come back."

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid I can't say it, but I feel that we only practiced the formation and practiced jabs every day. We only have such a short time in total. It's a bit sloppy to go to the battlefield."

"Heh, we veterans of the Black Eagle Banner team had less time to train than you did. Didn't we follow your lord to capture Alandelle and Ella Port one after another?"

"If you're afraid, just say it, our Black Eagle Banner team doesn't accept cowards."

"That's right, now you still have a chance to quit. When you really go to the battlefield, if you dare to linger and say these frustrating words, Lord Stark, who supervises the battle team, will kill you alive."

The man said nothing resentfully.

Someone laughed and said: "Lei Nuo is such a softie, he still doesn't dare to quit the Black Eagle flag team. His wife just took a fancy to him to join our flag team and married him only after receiving extra money every month."

"Okay, let's not say a few words."

An old and prudent peasant soldier said.

This person's prestige in the tent is obviously very high, and when he speaks, no one dares to interrupt.

He coughed lightly and asked: "Brothers in the same robe, I just want to ask you one thing. If the Earl doesn't value us, why bother to equip us with a full set of armor? You can have bread for every meal. and broth?"

"At first, I was also afraid when I first went to the battlefield. I was afraid that the adults would take our cannon fodder, but how can you treat cannon fodder like this in this world? The conscripts of the pagans are nothing more than sending a spear and a shield to the battlefield. gone."

"Don't think that queues and stabs are not enough. When our Black Eagle Banner team first went to the battlefield, we followed Knight Commander Jeanne under the city of Alandre. After a battle, who didn't have the heads of three or five heretics? ?”

Renault said embarrassingly: "Sorry, brothers, I said something wrong. I will definitely pray to the heavenly father tonight and repent of the sins I committed."

The old farmer nodded and said: "You are also used to being outspoken, Renault, but before you say something, you have to ask your conscience first, and ask you, who has benefited greatly from the Earl, whether you should say it Such words?"

Renault was slightly stunned, with a burst of regret on his face: "I know."

At this time.

A long bell rang in the camp.

The old peasant soldier got up immediately and ordered: "Come here, some people, come with me to carry the food."

It's time for dinner.

A group of people looked happy and secretly swallowed their saliva.

The food of the Black Eagle Banner Team was much better than what they ate before they joined the army. There was broth almost every meal and enough bread. After a few months, everyone became stronger.

This scene happened from time to time in the barracks.

Although some recruits are a little nervous about going to the battlefield.

But in general, the morale of the army is still available, and many people even think that by virtue of this battle, they will gain enough meritorious service to be promoted to knights.

Even if knights are not successful, hussars and armored cavalry are also possible.

No matter how bad it is, it's okay to divide up a few more fields.

Merit can be accumulated, and it can also be discounted as land or silver rewards, but almost no one is willing to discount it. Everyone hopes to accumulate merit so as to achieve class transition.

This is the general consensus of this era, that a man who rides a horse is more expensive than a man who walks on two legs.

in the dark.

Lothar, who returned from the barracks, snapped his fingers, and a cluster of flames lit the candle.

The darkness was suddenly dispelled, and the flickering candle shadows looked like a beautiful female ghost dancing in the house.

Of course, it's just like.

Because the beautiful female ghost in the house has no interest in dancing.

Banruo lightly frowned: "Why are you so sweaty?"

Lothar said with a smile: "Today I had a brief discussion with a few knights on the training ground. Although I didn't exercise much, you also know the weather."

This afternoon, on the training ground, Lothar hacked down more than a dozen elites of the Teutonic Knights one after another by fighting on foot, shocking the four, and it took a lot of people to show their holiness.

It also made the Teutonic Knights, who admired the brave, completely convinced him, the new Grand Master.

Prajna warned: "Go to class quickly, take a break early after class, and I'll prepare a few changes of clothes for you."

Lothar's heart warmed slightly.

Every time I go home, there are people waiting, and every night when I go to sleep, there are people waiting. This kind of moistening and silent warmth made Lothar a little addicted.

In comparison, Fringila is a heartless person, and now she follows Celinina everywhere to join in the fun.

Take out the double-headed eagle emblem and connect to the opposite communication.

Tonight's lecture officially begins.

Anna's lazy voice came from the coat of arms: "Your application of the fireball technique has already entered the classroom. Next, what I want to teach you is the continuous fireball."

"Wait a minute, Anna, I have a question, if I use the fireball now, will it be restrained by the magic gold?"

"of course."

Anna explained: "The magic-blocking metal has a restraining effect on the operation of all magic power. For us wizards, not being hit by it is the best choice we can make."

Lothar frowned.

Then stretch again.

Even if the magic power is restrained, his stone talent, ground dragon talent, and dragon scale armor will not be restrained by the magic gold.

None of these things have anything to do with magic.

Dragon scales born on giant dragons will be restrained by the magic-blocking gold. That's because the scales born on dragons are full of magic power.

"Okay, now I'm going to teach you the spell model of Lianju Fireball, which is actually similar to the most basic fireball spell, because the two are in the same line."

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island of cyprus.

Nicosia City, Troodos Fortress.

Isaac Komnenos, the self-proclaimed emperor, was standing in front of the window sill with his strong upper body naked, and on the bed behind him lay two unconscious Greek girls.

There were still teardrops on their eyelashes, and their bodies were covered in cuts and bruises, as if a wild beast had ravaged them, leaving a series of hideous tooth marks.

Isaac's face was ferocious, and his veins were bursting: "That stinky bitch Lagaia is going to send someone to attack me, and those hateful Frankish barbarians, all of this is your fault!"

Behind him, a black shadow stretched out like a spider, embracing him.

"How can you blame me for this? I pushed you to become emperor on your own? At most, I gave you some insignificant help."

A gloomy male voice came from the shadows, with echoes: "Hey, Isaac, you should have had enough, right?"

Isaac frowned: "What do you want?"

"Give it to me."

He glanced back at the two Greek girls on the bed, and snorted softly: "Yes, but I want you to help me defeat Lagaia and the Crusaders' fleet."

"You want too much."

Hei Ying grunted: "I'm not a devil who likes to bury nails in contracts. I've always followed an exchange of equal value, so you can rest assured, right?"

Isaac frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "I need you to tame the black dragon on the island for me. I will rely on this dragon to defeat all invading enemies!"

Soi Ying said dissatisfied: "It's still too much."

"This is the deposit. Tomorrow, I will pick ten more women for you!"

"make a deal!"

Black Shadow said happily.

Dark, elongated rapidly.

On the bed, a ferocious bloody mouth was formed respectively.

Click.

Accompanied by a chewing sound.

The heads of the two girls on the bed disappeared first, and there were clear tooth marks on the broken section, but no drop of blood flowed out.

"It's tender, pure, and full of painful delicacy."

Hei Ying sighed, and quickly devoured the two girls on the bed without any leftovers: "Remember to pay the balance as soon as possible, I can't wait."

Isaac sneered: "I can't wait to try to control the dragon."

In his heart, ambition wrapped around his heart like a vine.

As long as Lagaia's fleet and those Franks who have milk are defeated, there will be a steady stream of people from the Comnenos family who will join him.

Inside the empire, there are many people who can't understand the widow of the Dukas family!
(End of this chapter)