People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 391 Return of the Marquis
Time at sea always passes very slowly.

The carriages and horses are too slow, and if the Calamity of the Sea is not sailing at full speed, the speed will be the same. This kind of life on the road will always make Lothar miss the days when there were planes and high-speed rails.

It would be great if I could draw a subordinate who is good at space teleportation.

Lothar often feels this way.

After playing a round of dice with the sailors of the Plague of the Seas, he threw the dice casually—now, he has surpassed the Plague of the Seas in terms of dice skills.

He won all the coins on these zombie sailors, and now when he heard that he was going to play dice, he immediately looked terrified, and he didn't want to play two more games with him no matter what.

The master is lonely, that's all.

Lothar, who was standing alone at the bow of the boat, felt a little restless.

"I don't know if the war has already broken out. Where will Saladin choose to march?"

In the history of the previous life, Saladin's attack on the Holy Land was inextricably linked to the fierce internal strife in Jerusalem.

At that time, Baldwin IV died, and Princess Sibylla took the throne as Queen Regent.

Her husband, Guy of Lusignan, was the rightful regent.

Following the young king, Princess Sibera and her ex-husband William's son, Baldwin V died suddenly shortly after taking the throne, the couple naturally took off the prefix of regent and became the veritable king of Jerusalem.

The balance of power between the Duke's Party and the Queen's Party was completely out of balance, and Duke Raymond was kicked out of the power center.

The process sounds simple, but its strength is full of treacherous waves.

The cause of Baldwin V's death was suspicious. Guy of Lusignan and even Princess Sibyl herself, the two biggest beneficiaries, were suspected of poisoning him.

The Jazz Party clearly opposed Guy's ascension to the throne, and the Patriarch of Jerusalem was unwilling to crown him. If it were not for the current foreign enemies, it might even turn into a palace coup.

The infighting between the two parties intensified, and Raymond even made it clear that Sibilla must divorce Guy.

After this battle, although no civil war broke out.

Jerusalem, which could barely be clenched into a fist, has completely become a pan of sand.

But now, this situation is absolutely impossible.

Baldwin IV was under the care of Uldin, and his illness had been suppressed to the point where it would hardly have much impact.

The personal servant beside him, the man who was holding a golden sword against demons at that time, was also very powerful.

And Nishaya, that is the quasi-legendary wizard, the only student of Anna Komnenos who will inherit his legacy.

The safety of Baldwin IV is certainly not in question.

"Your Majesty, after playing the role of a dying patient for so long, it should be time for you to regain control of the universe, right?"

Lothar's fingers tapped on the side of the ship.

The zombie sailors on the deck are circling the "solar eclipse". The one-horned nightmare horse is a vigorous guy with strong destructive power. Only these zombie sailors who are not afraid of death and like to have fun for themselves are willing to accompany it Played.

The chamaejasma potion developed by Fringila, after the world of combat records has advanced by leaps and bounds, now has a finished product, and Hans is fortunate to be the first experimental product—the effect is beyond expectations.

After Hans drank the wolf blood potion prepared with Celinina's blood, within a quarter of an hour, his strength swelled by at least half, from an ordinary centurion to an elite centurion, with minimal sequelae , just a little weak for a while, at least [-]% of the fighting power can be maintained.

Celinina's promotion will be much smaller. Her wolf blood is more noble. Although it is not as pure as Hans, it is definitely better than his in terms of quality, whether it is prepared with her own blood or Hans' blood. The wolfbane potion produced will not improve Celinina by more than one-fifth.

Ordinary people haven't tried it yet.

The brigade of remaining veterans had already set off to return to the Holy Land, and there was not even half a normal living person found on the entire Ocean Calamity.

Moreover, the production of wolfbane potion is also limited.

The werewolves in this world are not of the same race as Hans and Celinina. The raw materials can only be obtained from Celinina and Hans. How can the output be so high?

Overall, useful, but not that useful.

Look up.

Through the starry sky-like sea water shimmering under the moonlight, groups of fish suddenly gathered above their heads, and then approached and scattered as the waves caused by the disaster of the sea approached.

Lothar asked without looking back: "Are we floating?"

"That's right, my lord, we are already very close to land."

Captain Hogg, who did not know when he came behind him, said respectfully: "It is night now, we are driving along the shore, and we should be able to reach our destination soon."

"very good."

Lothar felt like a boulder fell to the ground.

I can finally get rid of this dark seabed.

One was a fresh trip, and two times can be barely accepted, but Lothar first experienced a month of voyage in the combat record, and then went through half a month of voyage when he came back. The boat is out!

Another thing Lothar can't stand is that the Ocean Calamity has no secrets from Hogg.

He just wanted to find a private cabin, and he couldn't make out with Jeanne.

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late at night.

On the streets of Jaffa, soldiers holding torches patrolled back and forth.

Their armor clanged on the silent street, which was the only movement in Jaffa late at night. Almost every city had a curfew, and Jaffa was no exception.

They have the power to arrest and even execute anyone who appears on the street, good or bad, for whatever reason.

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes.

The hooves soon became louder and louder.

"who?"

The soldiers asked aloud.

Many people subconsciously held down the weapons in their hands, and the arrows were also placed on the bowstring. Although the people who were able to pass through the city gate and enter the city at this point in time were most likely to be their own people.

But they still dare not take it lightly.

After all, no one would choose to travel at night.

The heavy hoofbeat, like a giant demon beast in the dark, exudes a breathtaking aura.

A huge horse-shaped monster with a one-horn gradually emerged in outline under the light of the torch.

The knight on horseback said condescendingly: "I am Lothar of Transjordan, take me to meet your highness."

"Master Lothar?"

The soldier bravely came forward and brought the torch closer.

"Don't panic, my mount is just wearing an iron helmet with a single horn, not some demon from hell."

"It's really my lord!"

The soldier breathed a sigh of relief, and gestured to his comrades behind him, before they put down their weapons.

"Excited to see me?"

"My lord, I followed you at the Battle of Calleburg..."

The soldier's face was full of excitement, as if the little fan had finally met his idol.

"Well, I have an impression of you."

Lothar nodded slightly, and of course what he said was polite. There were so many cavalrymen who followed him to fight, and he couldn't even recognize the knights, let alone a sergeant on horseback.

But the soldier immediately showed a proud expression: "Please come with me. You are visiting late at night. You should have important military affairs to discuss with my Highness, but I can't guarantee that His Highness will receive you."

"Understood, it's too late after all."

Lothar nodded: "If Princess Sibilla has no time to receive, please arrange a place for us."

Only then did the soldiers realize that there were several figures following Lothar in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)