People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 556 The oriole is behind

In the sky, a magnificent falcon hovered in the clouds.

Its sharp eyes overlooked the earth, vigilantly looking at the manors and fields on the ground.

After finding nothing unusual, the falcon circled in the sky a few more times and then flew away.

The falconer can achieve a mental connection with the falcon to a certain extent, so the scene that the falcon can see can also be seen by the falconer.

This is also the reason why the falconer is called a half-supernatural person, although this extraordinary power is not worth mentioning in the eyes of a real spellcaster.

"The Saracens regard falcons as their eyes and ears, which gives them an advantage on the battlefield and makes them invincible. Most of the scout battles during internal fighting are falcons fighting each other, but they trust the falcons too much. As a result, they rarely send out enough scouts to observe the situation personally."

In a narrow manor, Lothar, who was wearing Holy Cross plate armor, was looking up at the retreating falcon and slowly spoke.

This is also a matter of course.

After all, falcons are more time-sensitive. When the scouts get the news, they have to pass it back. During this period, they may encounter enemy interceptions and pursuits. On the contrary, with falcons high in the sky, safety is often guaranteed.

Not every army has eagle shooters. Moreover, a specially trained falcon has been given a large number of special secret medicines since childhood. Like a falconer, it can be regarded as having half a foot on the threshold of extraordinaryness. It is not an ordinary bird of prey. comparable.

"Not sooner or later, but now."

After the last Crusade led by Duke Raymond returned in vain, Count Thirier returned to Europe alone, but he will follow him, attracted by the wealth of the East, and unwilling to return empty-handed. The knights and sergeants remained.

"Yes, my lord!"

He is a decent, humble and chivalrous young nobleman.

This was a fairly strong military force that helped Charles acquire several border castles and large farms, and became one of the most powerful vassals under Lothar.

The lowlands have begun to show their prominence in this era. The woolen textile industry in Flanders is extremely prosperous. Bruges has become one of the largest commercial ports in the entire North Sea. The Dutch have also used windmills to start draining the sea, making it difficult to develop in the past. swampland turned into fertile farmland.

But as the youngest son of the family, these have nothing to do with Charlie. If nothing unexpected happens, he can only inherit a few remote castles and manors with little output, and become a mediocre rural noble.

Baron Charlie looked excited: "It's an honor to fight alongside you again. This is an honor for me, and all the knights and attendants under my command. I have no doubt that you will win a big victory for us again."

Lothar patted Baron Charlie on the shoulder: "Organize the knights under your command, and you will fight with me."

In another hundred years, this place will become the richest place in Europe with the prosperity of the North Sea trade circle.

Now he is leading the knights from the lowlands in his territory to prepare to serve Lothar.

"Our opponent and the other party's commander obviously followed this inertial thinking."

Charlie said respectfully: "Yes, sir, sooner or later the Saracens will fall into a big trap because of their arrogance and rudeness."

Fortunately, he was lucky.

He was simply taken to the east by Count Thirier to try his luck.

It had been granted by him to Charles de Alsace, the youngest son of the Count of Thiriers from Flanders.

Although this Charles was a noble of the Gallic family, he had fought with Lothar before and witnessed his great feat of using the holy spear to kill the dragon. He had called himself a loyal supporter of Lothar even before he swore allegiance.

"Of course, Charlie."

The current location of Lothar is the territory on the western border of Damietta Province.

Lothar nodded slightly. In order to deceive others, he did not lead many troops in this attack. They were only the elite mobile forces of his own army, including more than 200 winged cavalry and more than 100 command cavalry, adding up to a total of more than 300 There are more than 300 cavalrymen of the Order of Saint Lazarus who have integrated the Teutonic Knights, totaling nearly a thousand elite cavalry.

Duke-level titles can only have a maximum of one hundred and fifty special units. If they are infantry, this number will double. Coupled with the "large-scale standing" obtained by defeating Saladin, this number can be increased by one more. Hundred.

His soldiers did not gather out of the city, but dispersed, sent out in batches, and gathered again in the territory of Baron Charles. The traces will definitely not be completely covered up, but as long as the enemy can get the news a little later, his efforts will not be in vain.

Lothar looked to the side, Lavinia, who was wearing a black hood: "Is it okay to use the power of law to blind those falcons?"

"Small idea."

Lavinia nodded.

Her current strength is a bit lower than during the combat recording period. It is quite difficult to cover up the whereabouts of an entire army, but it couldn't be easier to just deceive a falcon that does not have extraordinary power.

"Then let's attack. Don't let our Lionheart resist the infidels alone for too long."

Lothar showed an approving smile. Although he used Richard as bait, he did not want to completely break up with the king. When the time comes, the spoils will still be divided based on war contributions, and no one can say no.

Moreover, Lothar felt that Richard obviously looked down upon the Saracens.

Times are changing.

Ever since Saladin summoned spellcasters in Damascus, the Saracens in the East have also been using their own methods to recruit their own extraordinary power. If we don't have this thing, that's it. If we have it, we can hide it. Maybe it's just a legend.

But if things like the demonic dragon flying across the sky and the holy spear slaying the dragon have already happened, and you still don't want to increase your power on the extraordinary level, then you can't simply describe it as an idiot.

Therefore, although Richard still has a high probability of winning.

But if they win, they may not have enough energy to continue to advance and expand their results.

As for whether the more than a thousand cavalry led by Lothar alone could succeed in a battle, Lothar had no doubts about this. With multiple blessings, the knights under his command had already proven their strength.

What's more, there is a new force under Lothar that may join the battlefield at any time - the Wild Hunting Legion summoned by Prajna!

The summoning technique of Prajna is a very spiritual thing.

It stands to reason that there are many strong men in the witcher novels, and the witcher is definitely not on the list, but in terms of the performance of a single combatant after being summoned, Geralt, or "Van Helsing" as people call him, It is the well-deserved first place.

With the popularity of witcher novels, the image of the "Wild Hunt", a mythical creature that exists widely in Germany, Albion and Scandinavia, has become much richer and has become a fantasy in the minds of many children. nightmare.

Many parents scare their children by saying, "If you don't sleep well, the army of the dead will blow their horns and drive their hounds to take you away from hell."

This makes the combat effectiveness of the Wild Hunt Legion summoned by Prajna completely comparable to that of the unblessed Winged Cavalry. If you also include the fact that they have no fear of death and have no vital points to speak of, they even slightly exceed it.

"Prajna, how many wild hunts can you summon at once at this stage?"

Prajna, who was dressed in a plain white dress, said softly: "You can summon up to five hundred people, but the combat time will drop to thirty seconds; if there are only a hundred people, I can keep them fighting continuously for ten minutes."

Lothar nodded slightly: "Very good. After today, the legend of the Wild Hunt will surely resound throughout the Eastern world."

"Get ready for battle, everyone."

He put on his helmet and mounted his horse.

The Iron Knight was dressed as a man and horse, with a black cloak embroidered with a dragon's head fluttering in the wind behind him. The flag-bearing servants following him raised the double-headed eagle flag in their hands.

The horn sounded.

Hidden in various estates of Baron Charlie, the scattered and gathered cavalry teams converged on Lothar like all rivers returning to the sea.

A group of more than a thousand heavily armored cavalry galloped down the wide dirt road. The more than a thousand cavalry and thousands of war horses caused smoke and dust to billow and the earth trembled.

At this moment, it seemed that even the Nile River, which was close at hand and was in flood season, was much quieter.

(End of this chapter)