People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 370 The Entrustment of Nikephoros

Chapter 370 The Entrustment of Nikephoros
early morning.

Under the calm surface of the Black Sea, undercurrents surged.

The merchant ship departing from the Kherson Military Region sailed slowly on the surface of the Black Sea, flying the flag of the double-headed eagle belonging to the empire.

Although the inland sea of ​​the empire shrank from the Mediterranean Sea to the Black Sea, it was not in such a bad situation as it shrank into the Sea of ​​Marmara after the fourteenth century.

The empire has a large number of strongholds and fortresses along the coast of the Black Sea, and firmly controls the Black Sea routes. Here, the imperial flag is still very rich in gold, and generally no unscrupulous pirates would dare to attack them.

The Kherson Military District is the gateway of the Empire on the Crimea Peninsula. From the north, an endless supply of slaves, food, livestock, and fur goods will flow into the empire through this gateway. It is also the most valuable point in the Black Sea trade route. .

Many members of the Varangian Guards in Constantinople also mostly traveled south along the Dnieper River, entered the Black Sea, and then came to Constantinople along this route.

At the same time, the Dnieper River is also an important shortcut for the Nordics who are good at waterways to go south.

"Boss, during this period of time in the misty sea, three ships have been missing, right?"

The sailor cleaning the deck reminded: "People say that those terrible sea monsters did it."

"Send the order, let the watchmen keep their eyes wide open, and show me every reef on the sea."

The captain's mood was a little restless.

If it is not the buyer of this ship, they must take advantage of the fact that Constantinople has just suffered from the "rat plague", and the prices of grain, leather goods, meat and other goods are high, and they are required to ship the goods to Constantinople as soon as possible. dingbo.

He would rather take a long way, and he would never go in the misty sea.

"Heavenly Father, I hope that those unlucky ones who disappeared just accidentally hit the reef, instead of being dragged into the bottom of the sea by sea monsters, like opening shells, they were taken out of the cabin and eaten."

He made the sign of the cross across his chest.

Next to him, a rough young man who heard his words couldn't help laughing and said, "Where is the sea monster? If you really dare to appear in front of me, you can just chop it with an axe."

This is a son of a prince of the Rus, and this trip is under the order of the prince of Kievan Rus, and he is going to Constantinople by boat to join the Varangian guards.

For the Ross people, the Varangian Guard has gradually become a kind of adult experience. Young Ross people, including Viking nobles like Rurik, regard participating in the Varangian Guard as a way to make a fortune, experience, and grow. A great place to experience and learn.

Hearing this, the captain sneered and said, "Young lads are always so ignorant. When you really meet sea monsters, you will know that they are the kings of the Mediterranean Sea. Even a dragon slaying warrior, standing on the rickety deck, can't stand it." There is no way to pose any threat to those giant beasts."

The young man dismissed it: "Oh, cowardly and cowardly Greeks."

At this time, the deck seemed to have encountered a wave and suddenly shook violently.

The young man staggered and almost fell to the ground, causing a burst of unscrupulous laughter.

"Okay, great hero of the Ross people, I hope you can still be so stubborn after seeing the sea monster."

The captain lifted his chin and smiled triumphantly.

This group of self-righteous princes of Ross, if the empire didn't need you to work hard, which empire would look at barbarians like you?

In the empire, except for the emperor, no one likes these vulgar, savage, drunken savages.

The young man's face turned red: "I just didn't stand firm. My ancestors stood on long boats and fought with sea monsters. How could they fall down because of this little wind and waves?"

For a moment, the air was filled with joy.

The captain thought: "What does the matter of your ancestors have to do with you? These Viking savages from the north have long been integrated with those prairie savages."

The bottom of the sea, soaked in the sea for an unknown amount of time, has decayed and turned black, and the ghost ship covered with a layer of green algae and a large area of ​​barnacles is shimmering with a faint green gleam.

On the deck, a vigorous and majestic one-horned nightmare horse was wearing a full suit, like a giant steel beast, stepping on the decayed, but still solid deck under the influence of the curse.

It is very satisfied with its attire, but it is too cumbersome to wear. There are five parts: face armor, neck armor, breast armor, body armor, and hip armor. To dress these neatly, it has to be covered with a layer of silk horse clothes. Then add the saddle.

Except for extraordinary mounts like the one-horned nightmare horse, there is no warhorse in this era that can maintain such heavy equipment under normal conditions.

The vast majority of armored mounts are equipped with only half armor, neck armor and breastplate.

The zombie sailors looked at the monster in amazement, and "Eclipse" also put on a variety of poss very well, showing his majestic side to these rough sailors who have never seen the world.

Some good-natured people have figured out its temper, and while praising it, they asked "Eclipse" to perform a fire-breathing stunt for them. When Captain Hogg, who came to inspect it, heard it, he kicked it and yelled at him.

"Aren't you bastards afraid to burn our precious ship?"

The zombie sailor whose leg was kicked off had an indifferent expression on his face: "It won't burn out, the boss's boss wants us to take care of his precious mount. This is business, we are not looking for fun."

"You bastard, you know I'm being suppressed by an adult, drag it down, and punish this idiot to go to the bottom of the boat to clean up the barnacles!"

Hogg said unhappily, and decided to have a good talk with Lothar.

Since he ran from the Red Sea to the Mediterranean and received Lothar, the one-horned nightmare Marco has caused him a lot of trouble. This energetic horse can't stay in the narrow cabin at all, it is too noisy up.

Lothar came out of the cabin in time, and the system's notification sounded in his ears.

You have completed the milestone: General of the Military District [you have the loyalty of at least fifty mounted cavalry under your command].

It has been a long time since Lothar left the Holy Land, went to Cyprus, and then went to Jerusalem.

The number of fifty armored cavalry has been collected, and the milestone is naturally completed.

The new reward obtained is a blueprint for the construction of the "Iron Buddha" cavalry training camp.

This reward is naturally extremely gratifying. Lothar has experienced the power of the Iron Buddha. In the era of cold weapon cavalry, it is definitely the top cavalry, but its function is similar to that of Byzantine cavalry archers.

Both are quite versatile arms. When entering, they can be fully armed and charge with guns; when retreating, they can walk lightly and shoot at a distance; , in the upcoming jihad, it will definitely be able to play a miraculous effect.

The next great jihad, the jihad in the population of Saracen, is both a risk and an opportunity for Lothar.

Once Saladin is defeated, with his current strength, he can get the most out of the war against Egypt and become the Duke of Cairo, the Duke of the Nile, and even the king of Egypt.

But the premise is that he must be able to win.

Saladin recruited a lot of superpowers, but the lack of funds and the disorganized Kingdom of Jerusalem couldn't deal with it effectively.

This pressure will eventually fall on him, Lothar.

Still the same sentence, counting on the princes and nobles of the European continent, it must be after the fall of Jerusalem.

After listening to Captain Hogg's grievances, Lothar could only comfort him: "I will discipline 'Eclipse', it is indeed my inconsideration to let it board the ship, but right now, I can't just find a shore to take care of it." Throw it away?"

Captain Hogg sneered and said, "This subordinate doesn't mean that either."

"Where are we now?"

Nikephoros' commission was to salvage a ruby ​​from a shipwreck in the misty waters of the Black Sea. The difficulty of this task was naturally not low for others, but for those who happened to have Captain Hogg's help Lothar, it's nothing.

After all, that was a reward of [-] gold coins. Lothar still had so many subordinates waiting to be upgraded. The construction of the territory and the construction of the merchant fleet required continued investment. In terms of money, there was never a time when there was no shortage.

"It should be the foggy sea area mentioned on the chart. Let's go up and have a look?"

"On your boat, everything is up to you."

Captain Hogg was about to say something, and suddenly frowned: "There is a big guy in front, it should have sensed our breath, and it is swimming towards this side quickly."

"No, it's too fast."

"Get ready for impact!"

he shouted at the top of his voice.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like