People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 277
Limassol district is a great place.

In the north, there are large fertile and arable plains, in the southwestern part, there are many wineries, and in the south, there are many natural ports.

It can be said that this is the best place in Cyprus after Nicosia.

In the estate of Turiados.

Lothar is communicating with Anna.

"I have captured the city of Limassol, and Turiados has become my prisoner."

"Did you use a forbidden spell?"

"No."

There was silence on the other side.

After a long time, there was a sound.

"I don't even know whether I should be happy or angry. You only brought more than 1000 people and took down the strong city of Limassol in one day. This is incredible."

Anna's voice was a little bitter.

Lothar shrugged and said bluntly: "There is a problem with your military system. The combat effectiveness of the army is quite poor. No wonder the frontiers of Asia Minor will be plundered by the Turks like a sieve. Such a huge empire cannot always rely on hiring Are you going to fight?"

Although, Lothar specially brought the mounted spear originally assigned to Hans on this trip, plus his own "charge", and the triple blessing of Jeanna's "Knight's Flower".

This raised the strength of the Teutonic Knights to a whole new level.

But most of the soldiers under him are recruits who haven't been trained for a few months.

Anna was silent.

As a witch, she can at best train an elite team for the empire, other than that, what she can do is actually quite limited.

Lothar changed the subject: "So what should we do now? Our friendship belongs to friendship, but the risk I am taking now is not something that a Mazotos can pay for."

Lothar is very blunt and wants to sit on the ground and raise the price.

"I understand what you mean, but it is impossible for me to promise you to hand over Limassol to you, unless you are willing to swear allegiance to the noble Baselissa."

"It just so happens that His Majesty has the idea of ​​splitting the Cyprus military region into three parts.

If you can capture Isaac, I can decide to grant you the title of general of the military region, not an earl commander like Turiados. "

Limassol is not only a city, but also the capital of the Limassol region, with several towns, castles and villages under its jurisdiction, including Mazotos.

"Military General."

Lothar frowned.

In this era, there is no saying that one minister does not serve two masters.

He could serve both as a vassal of the Eastern Empire and as a vassal of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

For example, his good brother in the mock battle, Charles the Bold, Duke of Burgundy, is both a vassal of the King of France and a vassal of Shinra.

Although in fact, none of his feudal obligations will be fulfilled.

And has been seeking to integrate all his territories into one title, the Grand Duchy of Burgundy.

It was even upgraded to the Kingdom of Burgundy and became a monarch who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the King of France and Emperor Shenluo.

To put it bluntly, he is just a [-]-year-old boy who repeatedly jumps sideways.

"It's an attractive proposal, and I will seriously consider it."

Lothar decisively skipped this topic: "Tell me, what's the weakness of that black dragon?"

Anna gave a "hmm" and then replied:
"The temperature of the black dragon's breath is far less terrifying than that of the tyrannical dragon, and its physical strength is also much lower than that of the tyrannical dragon. However, its claws and teeth contain a terrible corrosive toxin. This toxin is similar to the anti-demon gold. The magic-breaking effect on it."

"Also, the black dragon's flying speed is average among pterosaurs, but it is also a pterosaur with strong mobility. If we really want to talk about its weakness, that is, the scales on its body are relatively fragile."

"Overall, this black dragon should be weaker than the tyrannical dragon you dealt with."

"I see, thank you."

Lothar is very confident.

No matter how flexible the black dragon is, as long as the scale armor is not strong enough and its vitality is not as tenacious as the tyrannical dragon, it will not be able to stand up to the holy spear that Rangna and he can cast.

But where did Isaac get this black dragon, it deserves his more careful treatment.

Hang up the communication.

Lothar looked at Cellinina beside him: "Have you heard everything?"

"Ah."

"How do you think I should choose?"

Celinina was slightly startled: "Is this a new test for me?"

"Calculate."

She pondered for a while and said, "I personally think that you can agree. Even if you are worried that Limassol, which is an enclave, will not be able to control it, you can exchange it with Princess Sibilla, who holds Gaza and Jaffa."

"Territory replacement is a good proposal. I thought about it before. It's a pity that Limassol is not a small town like Mazotos, so it is impossible to replace it."

Lothar stretched his waist: "Since you have said so, then I will agree to Anna's terms."

Cellina: "?"

Furingilla complained: "Don't listen to your lord's nonsense, he must have thought about agreeing to Anna's conditions a long time ago, maybe, he also wanted to take advantage of the canonization ceremony to meet the legendary number one beauty in the East."

Lothar smiled warmly, glanced at Hannya quietly, and didn't answer.

...

at dusk.

The city walls of Limassol.

Lothar touched the badly weathered wall bricks.

Turiados followed him obsequiously.

"In two months, it will be the harvest season for the grape plantations on Troodos Mountain. My lord, there is a real estate contract for the winery here."

"Then I won't be polite. Count it in your half of the property."

Lothar took the contract and looked down at the port.

Affected by the war, the passenger flow here has decreased significantly.

"Lord Turiados, how much tax does Limassol pay you in a year?"

Lothar's sudden question caught Turiados a little off guard. He recalled it and said after deliberation:

"If you only count this city, there are about [-] Suledes gold coins."

"Including business tax?"

"of course."

"About Hebron."

Lothar showed no surprise, although the resident population of Hebron was only one third of that of Limassol.

However, it is a holy land of two religions. Counting the many pilgrims, the tax revenue of the two places is almost the same.

Compared with the territory in Lothar's hands, Limassol is still inferior to Port Ella in terms of development potential.

Although the trade in the Mediterranean Sea is more developed, there are also many ports, and after all, it is not as good as Port Ella, the best port in the Red Sea.

It's just that the Limassol Military Region has more than one Limassol city.

This territory can only bring him more benefits.

"Have you ever thought about how you will be punished this time?"

Turiados froze for a moment, with a trace of bitterness on his face.

Participating in a rebellion, placed in the Eastern Dynasty, is guaranteed to start with family raids and family extermination, and even nine clans may be implicated.

If it was in the Eastern Empire, when the bureaucratic system was still complete, Turiados would at least have to be sentenced to death and deprived of all noble titles.

now...

Hard to say.

If Lothar intends to help him cover, there is a high probability that he can save his life.

"I don't know. If His Majesty is kind, he might take me back to Constantinople for trial."

"Let's put it this way, Turiados, even if you don't lose your life, it's impossible to be the earl commander of Limassol again. You have to consider the interests of the family."

"what do you mean?"

Lothar said sternly: "Honorable Baselissa intends to split the Cyprus military region, and I will be the general of the Limassol military region. I hope you can help me secure this position."

Turiados was silent.

A trace of anger could not help but grow in my heart, you took my position, massacred my army, seized my property, and you want me to help you?
Am I the Minotaur of Crete? (Tauren in Greek mythology)

"Turiados, everyone has to pay the price for their choice. Take refuge in me, I can save your life and the interests of your family."

Lothar's tone was leisurely: "Or, you were charged with treason and sent to Constantinople for trial by me?"

Turiados couldn't believe it: "Are you willing to use me?"

Lothar chuckled and said, "Otherwise, am I joking with you now?"

He doesn't care whether Turiados is loyal or not. After he resigns, he can directly transfer to the Order Knight.

Turiados did not hesitate any longer, and said simply: "I am willing to serve you."

Lothar said "hmm" and asked, "How many troops are under Isaac?"

"Not counting the armies of commanders and nobles everywhere, there are two thousand Turkic and Cuman light cavalry directly under Isaac, as well as the personal guards he brought from the Cilicia Military District. That is a branch of the army. A well-formed army of 2000 men, including many Latin knights."

In a narrow sense, Latin knights refer to the Frankish knights hired by the empire. In a broad sense, it also includes the new cavalry formed by the empire based on the "sprinting with spears" method of warfare.

After all, the strength of the Latin knights is obvious to all, and the armored cavalry of the Eastern Empire is no longer outdated due to its high price.

"Master Earl, I must remind you that Isaac still has a navy, if he attacks by sea"

"Aren't the militiamen in Limassol willing to help me defend Limassol? Everyone knows Isaac's brutality. Could his army be a benevolent army who conquered a city but left it unplundered? ?"

Turiados opened his mouth and sighed softly: "I will help you persuade the representatives of the citizens and send town militiamen to assist in defending the city."

"Not helping me."

Lothar patted Turiados on the shoulder: "It's to help yourself. You have already chosen sides, but after you lost that battle, you have no choice."

Lothar said succinctly: "You can only follow me."

...

In the military barracks in Limassol.

The atmosphere is warm.

A big victory made the peasants and soldiers who were a little nervous relax a lot.

The old peasant soldier is happily counting the coins in his hands—that is what he captured in this battle.

The fellow robes gathered on one side, discussing today's entrance ceremony with great interest: "The Greek girls here are really beautiful. I heard that the kiln sisters in the city can have a good time with only one silver coin."

Everyone swallowed their mouths when they heard it.

The military life isolated from the outside world made these young and middle-aged soldiers feel hot when they thought of their white bodies.

Moreover, they happen to have money in their hands.

The old farmer stuffed the coins into his pocket, coughed, and scolded, "Don't fart, let Judge Ned hear it, and you will have to be whipped."

Thinking of Ned Stark, who always had a sullen face, the crowd immediately felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured from their heads, and their spirits faded.

On the side, the silent Renault suddenly said: "Prostitution is a felony in the military law formulated by Commander Jeanne, and leaving the barracks without authorization is the most important thing."

Everyone was slightly startled.

Someone laughed and scolded: "Oh, Lei Nuo, you brat has already started to tell us about military law."

"We're just talking."

The old farmer got up, came to Renault's side, and said with a smile: "What, Renault, is the formation and stabbing that you usually practice useful? We are not master knights, and it is enough to know these things."

Someone joked with a smile: "Renault is in the first row, he only needs to be responsible for raising the shield."

Renault said sincerely: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have questioned the training regulations formulated by the Earl and Knight Commander Jeanne. However, we didn't seem to have played any role in this battle."

"Hey, we are just a group of miserable infantry, it would be nice to be able to fight for the knights."

Renault said enviously: "I heard that in the second company in the barracks next door, a small peasant soldier named Karami has accumulated enough meritorious service, and it is said that he will be canonized as a knight."

Everyone's hearts are hot.

"Old Barr, are you going too soon?"

The old peasant soldier sat cross-legged on the camp bed, and when he heard the words, his face showed color: "Of course, I can choose the hussars company and the newly formed armored cavalry company if I get three more enemy heads."

Hussars and heavy archers are certainly not knights.

But in the eyes of these people, they are no different from knight lords.

These words ignited the enthusiasm of every farmer and soldier in the camp to kill the enemy, wishing to fight another big battle with the enemy immediately.

(End of this chapter)