People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 293 Rome and Germany
Under the puzzled eyes of the audience, the two sides slowly retreated to the iron gates in their respective directions.

Jeanna stepped forward, holding the reins of "Grape" with a layer of sweat dripping from her body, and asked curiously, "Is that Crown Prince Henry very powerful?"

Lothar raised his visor and breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh—this guy is not bad, and I don't know what kind of potion he drank. I guess his combat power is at least equivalent to that of Hans at level [-]."

If it was a full-strength attack on the battlefield, Lothar would be able to deal with Crown Prince Henry in two or three strikes. The strength of pure flesh and blood is not enough to make up the gap between mortals and wizards.

This is why Lothar has always been reluctant to allocate too many attribute points to strength.

"That's a quarter of Hans?"

Jeanna couldn't help laughing and said: "Hans has worked hard, and you will use it as a measure."

"How do we deal with him later?"

Lothar took a full breath of the kettle handed over by Banruo. Although it is early autumn, he is still sweating profusely when he is fully armed and fighting under the scorching sun.

"It's good to be a little merciful. Although I'm not afraid, one less enemy is better than one more. Also, don't show too much strength, and protect the safety of our soldiers."

"I understand."

Whether it is a knight competition or a duel between knights, there is often a rule in the rules that "do not use witchcraft". This is a rule even in previous lives where witchcraft did not exist.

As for how to judge whether the two parties in the duel have used witchcraft.

Due to the fact that most secular lords in this world have very limited understanding of extraordinary power, and there is no reliable detection method, so "common sense judgment" is mostly used.

That is, you look like you're using witchcraft, even if you're not using it, you're still using it.

Or, even if witchcraft is used, but the method is very hidden, naturally no one will say anything.

That's why Lothar didn't let Fringila and Celinina participate in the duel.

Lothar looked at the soldiers who surrounded him under his command.

They all showed excitement, and said in one go: "My lord, we have all seen it. You played really well. That little prince was suppressed by you throughout the whole process."

"My lord, you must have released the water. It doesn't matter. We know who made that little prince have a powerful father."

"Next, is it our turn to play?"

Lothar nodded and said: "That's right, our opponents are the foot knights under Crown Prince Henry and their attendants. The opponents are not easy to deal with, and many of them may even have taken potions.

Of course, I firmly believe that you will never be weaker than them. "

He paused slightly, and said again: "But this battle is not for me. We are only fighting for Baselissa of the Empire as 'mercenaries', so you don't have to worry about your oath of allegiance to me, but you must participate."

"Ha, my lord, you don't need to say it, we all know what you want to say."

The flag bearer in a bearskin cloak showed a happy smile: "This is equivalent to Constantinople in New Rome. In my memory, that fat senior named Titus Polo boasted every day that he used to be with his comrades in arms. The city of Rome killed a dozen gladiators together, calling it the greatest honor in his life."

"Hahaha, we have more than a dozen enemies, and more than a dozen comrades in arms."

"My lord, you always bring us victories, and we believe it will be the same this time."

Someone quickly continued: "And it's not just victory. To be honest, my lord, we now have land and a manor, but we still lack a gentle and lovely wife. I'm afraid you will laugh at me. I want to buy a Persian slave girl to be my wife. I heard that They are gentle and capable, but a bit expensive."

"Baselisa of the Empire is much richer than you. It is fitting that our Eagle Banner Squadron will make a fortune this time. After returning, we must envy those arrogant idiots who always claim to be your personal guards." us."

Lothar was slightly taken aback, after all he was thinking too much.

He felt that soldiers loyal to him should not be allowed to throw their lives in the arena for fun for the Queen's bounty.

But in their view, this is not only a great opportunity to win honors and make the name of the Eagle Banner Brigade resound throughout the empire; it is also a chance to get the reward promised by the Queen, which is equivalent to several months' salary.

Originally a group of remaining veterans of Hebron veterans, they never felt that their lives were so precious.

Lothar smiled: "Then let us play. Flag officer, raise the eagle flag. Let these self-righteous knights know that if they don't have horses and fight on two legs, they are only worthy of licking our boots."

"Yes, let those German barbarians tremble under the eagle banner!"

"Hey, you idiot, my lord and more than half of us are all German barbarians in your mouth."

The remaining veterans laughed, and they quickly lined up in a rectangular formation and walked towards the unclosed iron gate.

"It's the eagle flag!"

"Is it a fake?"

"No, I don't know, it's too far away."

In the auditorium, some nobles in white toga robes were willing to stand up. If they hadn't held up the "SPQR" flag, many people might have mistakenly thought it was a legion of the ancient empire. The long river of time came across.

Even on the marching road, the Yingqi Brigade, which was still orderly, quickly changed formation after arriving on the field, forming a horizontally arranged rectangular phalanx.

The black double-headed eagle cloak is fluttering in the wind, and the imperial red helmet crown, in the past, at least an officer above a centurion, or a long-deposed guard could only wear it.

On the opposite side, Crown Prince Henry also entered the arena with his soldiers. It was a group of foot knights in full armor and wearing various burqas, as well as their attendants.

The coats of arms on their bodies are varied, and the feathers of peacocks and swans are inserted on the helmets. The formation is loose, and some of them hold halberds or battle axes. Only the knights in the front row still use the combination of shields and knight swords.

Lothar, Prajna, and Rangna were scattered throughout the team.

He stood in the first row of the team, holding the spare square shield of the Eagle Banner Brigade, protecting it on his chest, and walked forward slowly with his body bent.

The commander of this battle was not any of them, but the only centurion in the team wearing a red horizontal helmet.

He blew a sharp whistle and directed the phalanx to move forward slowly.

on the viewing platform.

Count Leopold thought thoughtfully: "Is this the phalanx of the ancient empire? I'm really surprised, is this the army trained by Count Lothar, or is it a new army newly formed by your empire?"

Anna asked back: "Are the two contradictory? This is not only a soldier of General Lothar, but also a warrior of the empire."

There are many reasons why the empire abandoned the heavy infantry of the classical era, but mobility is definitely the most important factor.

On a battlefield that relies more and more on cavalry, the heavy-armoured, expensive sword-and-shield infantry will not perform much more prominently in the main business of "maintaining the front" than those low-priced consumables holding long spears .

And they can't appear on the right battlefield at the right time like the heavy cavalry, and attack the enemy's weakest place.

But these flaws are not considered flaws when facing the dismounted heavy infantry in front of them.

"Lothar, remember our bet."

Crown Prince Henry held a hand and a half sword in both hands, and shouted to this side in high spirits.

From Lothar, he felt a great sense of frustration. Now, he only hoped that he could rely on his father and spend a lot of money to build a team that could crush the fancy infantry on the opposite side.

With the flag waved down.

The foot knights on the opposite side began to advance slowly. They held the swords, shields, battle axes, and hammers tightly in their hands, and pulled down their masks. Under the barrel helmets, they were like iron cans wrapped in iron.

The tactics they adopted were the same as when they were riding horses. They also lined up in a tight formation, first advancing in small steps, and then charging when the distance was closer.

"Heavy javelin!"

The centurion spat out the whistle, and the phalanx, which was also walking slowly, stopped immediately, and took out the heavier javelin, which was more suitable for armor-piercing, out of the two javelins he carried with him.

"put!"

boom--

The powerful and heavy javelins were nailed into the shields or bodies of the knights in the front row.

The fully armed chain armor can defend against arrows, but it is not an opponent of this kind of heavy javelin at all. The defense was easily torn apart and nailed into their flesh and blood.

Even the shield was easily broken, either pierced into the arm of the knight behind him, or hung on the shield, making the shield that was still usable immediately heavy.

They had to discard these shields.

"Charge, charge up, smash the shells of those shrunken turtles!"

Crown Prince Henry cursed angrily.

These foot knights are all experienced elites under his command, who were trained by him through potions. His most trustworthy and most important team is to prepare for his future consolidation of the throne.

As a result, several of them were lost in one meeting.

Facing the enemy's charge, the centurion shouted: "Tortoise formation!"

The square shields in their hands immediately formed a tightly-fitting phalanx, with only a pair of eyes, and a short sword waiting for an opportunity like a poisonous snake, ready to launch a surprise attack from the gap at any time.

(End of this chapter)