People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 273 Landing and Erwuzi
The moon is hazy.

The mist that shrouded the shore cast a mysterious veil on the bright silver moon.

The fleeing girl was blocked by her flower protector, looking at the town guards who surrounded her with despair.

The teenager waved the weapon in his hand: "Go away, don't come near us!"

The guard stretched out his hands and pressed them falsely:
"Calm down, boys, Alonia is the girl chosen by His Majesty Isaac's bannerman. In the future, she will live a life a thousand times better than she is now."

"Think about it, little girl, you will live in a palace in Nicosia in the future, and you will live a life without worrying about food and clothing. The untouchables will bow their heads and salute you when they see you. This is the day many people dream of."

"Come back with us. In the name of the captain of the Limassol City Guard, I guarantee the safety of the three of you."

It was indeed three people.

Two half-grown boys, holding sickles and hoes in their hands to protect the girl, yelled at the pursuers nervously.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Everyone knows that after entering that tyrant's palace, no girl can come out alive!"

"What kind of emperor is he? We all know that only the emperor of Constantinople is the real emperor!"

The captain of the guard gradually lost his patience: "Boys, stop talking nonsense. Now, immediately stop your romantic escape and go back with us obediently."

"otherwise."

A soldier raised his head, fixed his gaze, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

He pointed to the misty sea: "This"

"Lucius, what are you looking at?"

The soldier named Lucius suddenly opened his mouth wide, and he pointed to the distance: "Look quickly, where is that ship from?"

A group of people followed.

It was discovered that on the surface of the sea, there were densely packed, tall ships, flying purple eagle flags, piercing through the fog, and heading towards the shore.

The soldiers cried out in astonishment: "It's the flag of the double-headed eagle, and it's the fleet of Constantinople. They are coming to crusade against the rebels!"

"what should we do?"

"Run!"

"Isaac is a false emperor. I don't want to lose my life in such a place for the ambition of those big men."

"Hurry up and inform Sir Turiados, whether it is to welcome Master Wang, or take advantage of their unsteady foothold to attack them, you have to make preparations early!"

At this time, the soldiers had already given up on arresting the little girl. In their view, the army of rebels had arrived, and Isaac could not be emperor for a few days.

The soldiers dispersed in a rush.

The boys looked at the girl: "Aronya, what should we do?"

The girl was very beautiful, with a mature face that obviously didn't match her age. Hearing this, she thought for a while before making up her mind: "We'll stay here."

...

Anna is gone.

Only stop briefly on board.

No thought of getting involved in a war at all.

This is also the normal state of wizards. The vast majority of spellcasters are unwilling to get involved in wars among mortals.

This seems to be a kind of convention, and it is also a kind of pride that jade does not touch earthen jars. Wizards are not fighting and killing, they prefer to enjoy life.

The fjord here is obviously not a good harbor.

But as a landing field, it is barely usable.

Concerned about the reefs on the shore, the sailors lowered the small sampans hanging from the side of the ship and transported the first centurion, together with their equipment, to the shore.

These seasoned and experienced veterans, the first time they landed, began to dig up the earth with shovels and began to build crude fortifications.

It's a Roman veteran's game.

Then came a larger-scale landing.

No enemy stood up to stop them. It was originally expected that the landing link, which might be thrilling and suffered a lot of losses, did not encounter any resistance.

The soldiers who landed began to set up camp in an orderly manner and receive their ordnance.

Some of the squires carried scythes and harvested nearby grass for use in the fodder for their mounts—a melee weapon of their own.

In fact, samarium sickles, flails, and other weapons are all transformed from agricultural tools.

on the sea.

The admiral of the fleet, who exclaimed how lucky he was, hurriedly returned with his transport fleet, happily thinking about how to spend the generous reward for this trip.

In his camp, Lothar picked up a smoked eel with a piece of white bread, chewed it, and had to drink two sips of wine from time to time.

The meal is not finished yet.

Knight Ned escorted the three and a half children out of the tent.

"My lord, we have captured three spies."

Lothar looked at the two trembling teenagers, and a girl whose clothes were torn by thorns.

He frowned and said, "Ned Knight, this looks like two boys dating a girl-although this is indecent, what does it have to do with spies?"

Ned hesitated, "Sorry, my lord, I can't understand them, but they are lurking in the grass, spying on the camp from afar."

A young man said loudly: "We are running away, that Isaac sent someone to take Aronia as his toy, but everyone knows that no woman who entered Isaac's palace lived to see her." until the next day's sunshine."

Lothar frowned.

He has already mastered the Greek quite proficiently. This is also the result of studying with Prajna recently. He has high mental strength and fast learning efficiency.

"Since you are running away, why spy on our camp?"

The girl asked calmly, "Are you crusaders against the tyrant?"

Lothar nodded and said: "That's right, we are invited by the honorable Basilisa, Queen Regent, Lagaia Dukas, to destroy the false emperor who established himself on the island of Cyprus."

The girl hurriedly pulled the boys to kneel on the ground: "Please, honorable sir, my companions and I hope to be protected by you. We are very capable and able to endure hardships."

Lothar looked at Prajna.

She nodded imperceptibly.

Prajna has the ability to distinguish lies, although it is not outstanding, but superimposed with Lothar's beast intuition, the possibility that these three children are lying is very small.

Lothar waved his hand: "Take her and her two admirers down, give them a bite to eat, and assign them to do some chores."

The young girl has a beautiful appearance, and she deliberately smeared mud on her face to cover it up. She is a very smart girl.

He didn't expect to get any useful information from these three young people. If he didn't expect it, someone should come to talk to him soon.

An army of a thousand men landed here, and the nearby towns and castles could not have reacted at all.

If the nobles on the island of Cyprus are so relaxed, they are not harassed by pirates raging in the Mediterranean Sea every day?
Sure enough, soon there was a group of cavalry who also carried the flag of the double-headed eagle patrolling far away, neither daring to get close to the harassment, nor to stay away.

Hiblander said, "My lord, do you want us to go out and drive them away?"

Lothar's newly expanded [-] light cavalry used as scouts have not yet finished training, and the hussars who are as fast as light cavalry have not played this time.

But the knight attendants of the Teutonic Knights are all pretty good light cavalry.

"No need, I didn't expect to be able to hide it from them, I think, soon the leader of the enemy should send someone over to contact us."

Lothar swallowed the last bite of smoked fish along with the fluffy bread.

"Order, the whole army takes turns to build simple camps, don't consume too much energy, and beware of possible enemy attacks. We will rest here tonight."

for a long time.

It seems that a significant figure has come to the hillside.

A light cavalry with a yellow wheel banner on a red background galloped towards this side.

Jean Na teased: "Oh, it seems that the lord here, his ancestors once drove a chariot for a certain emperor, or won the driving championship in the Imperial Arena."

The cavalry who arrived were immediately surrounded by heavily armed sergeants. He raised his empty hand to indicate that he was not carrying a weapon.

"Who is the most honorable person here?"

he shouted in accented Greek.

"I am the Earl of Transjordan, Lothar. You may have heard my name. At the invitation of the most honorable Baselissa, Queen Regent Lagaia, I will lead my loyal subjects to fight against the usurper tyrant."

There was a look of astonishment on the cavalryman's face: "It's an honor to meet you, Lord Earl."

"My lord is the chief executive of Limassol, Lord Turiados from the ancient 'Aglastros' family, and he wants to see you."

"Where is he?"

"He has taken the car and arrived at the hill ahead, and is looking forward to meeting with you."

Lothar replied, "How many guards can I carry?"

The cavalryman laughed and said, "My lord swears by his family's reputation that he will never use despicable means to assassinate a noble person like you. Please rest assured."

"Oh, it sounds nice."

Lothar laughed without embarrassing him, and said, "Panruo, Celinina, Fringila, the three of you come with me. Jeanna, I will leave this place to you."

"I will handle it."

Jeanne tapped the breastplate lightly with her iron glove, making a clanging sound.

Lothar turned over and jumped on the horse, and walked up the hillside.

From a distance, I saw a middle-aged nobleman with a big belly in a red toga-style silk robe, welcoming Lothar.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries and quickly got to the point.

The middle-aged nobleman said with a bitter face: "The original general of Cyprus, Mr. Ioannis, was killed by that traitor Isaac.

He used to be the governor of Cilicia, brought an elite personal guard, and gathered a rebellious party. We are not opponents, and we can only pretend to submit.

Now that the Heavenly Soldiers are here, I am willing to immediately set things right and assist the Heavenly Soldiers in the fight against the rebels. "

At this time, the bureaucratic system of the empire had collapsed to a very serious level, and the bottom-up bureaucracy had been reduced to a system of enfeoffment that was not much different from other continental European countries.

The generals of military regions, deacons (supervisory officials), and chief executives of major political regions have all been replaced by feudal nobles.

In name only, they still belonged to the generals of the military region, not to one of the princes.

Lothar smiled and said:
"That would be great, Lord Turiados. I need you to gather enough food, fine fodder, and accessories for making siege equipment as soon as possible.

If possible, I also hope that you can block the news as much as possible, and try to come to Nicosia and take down several important fortresses before Isaac can react. "

Turiados hesitated for a while, and readily agreed to Lothar's request.

"Lord Turiados, I will truthfully report the contribution you have made to our army this time to the honorable Baselissa, so that she can absolve you of any crime."

There was a flattering smile on the face of Turiados: "My lord Earl is a talented young man, if he can capture that tyrant this time, he will be able to make a successful career in the empire, and he will have to rely on his lord to support him. "

"It's easy to say, I have a deep friendship with a princess in purple from the Dukas family. Then, in front of Basilisa, I will definitely say a few words for you."

The two made false claims again, laughing until Lothar's face froze, and then returned to their own camps.

Lothar looked at Prajna.

Banruo nodded slightly: "He didn't lie, he is indeed willing to provide us with logistics supplies, but his position is not firm enough."

Lothar made a "hmm".

"That's enough. I didn't expect him to lead the army and join me."

　The last chapter was overhauled, this is yesterday's update, there is another chapter in the morning.

　
(End of this chapter)