People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 70 Judgment
PS: Make up yesterday's.

The battle will soon be over.

The reality is not "Assassin Warriors".

These assassins who specialize in assassination are not good at frontal combat.

But before dying, these assassins who took the "Rage Potion" still took more than ten lives.

Especially those servants arranged by Princess Sibilla to the crown prince suffered the most casualties.

"My lord, if you hadn't arrived in time, we might all have to die at the hands of these despicable assassins."

The face of a royal knight holding a kite shield is full of joy after the catastrophe.

Lothar frowned, and said: "Don't take it lightly, inform and strengthen vigilance, no one knows if there are other assassins lurking in the palace."

The wounded lying on the ground had already turned blue.

The blades of these assassins are highly poisonous, as long as they are injured, with the medical standards of this era, there is no possibility of treatment.

Lothar's face was a little gloomy.

The losses that can be seen on the scene alone are three knights, six attendants, and twelve sergeants.

Those retinues left by Princess Sibilla to protect Baldwin V are another matter.

"Let the Ombudsman come over, restrain and mend the remains and relics of the dead."

Lothar ordered loudly: "Especially remember to sew the heads and bodies of those who were beheaded together. They fought bravely, fulfilled their duties gloriously, and should be honored to heaven."

"Yes, Grand Commander!"

The members of the Royal Knights looked at Lothar with reverence. They saw with their own eyes how those brutal Assassin assassins were buried in the hands of the grand master and his subordinates.

For the Franks who still retain the "barbarian" tradition, "worshiping the warrior" is a tradition deeply rooted in their hearts.

Lothar walked to the room behind the corridor.

"My lord, you can't go there!"

In order to protect the crown prince, the servants who were forced to take up arms stopped him one after another.

"I'm going to have an audience with the crown prince, to confirm His Highness's safety, and get out of the way immediately."

Keng——

Behind Lothar, Hans's sharp armed sword came out of its sheath, frightening the servants all over.

Hans' performance in the battle just now, in their opinion, is simply the knight protagonist in the legendary novel, who is favored by witches and can slay dragons and devils.

They thought to themselves that even if they went together, there was absolutely no way they could be Hans' opponent alone.

Lothar pushed away the servant who was blocking the way, and went straight into the room.

There was no one in the room.

Hundreds of white candles were burning on iron lamp stands, illuminating the closed room with only one small window open.

Lothar lowered his head and said in greeting: "Your Highness, I am Lothar von Habsburg, Grand Master of the Royal Knights. Assassin's assassins have been wiped out, please come out."

There was silence in the house.

Until a servant came in and whispered: "Your Highness, don't worry, the enemy has really been wiped out, and here is the new Grand Master of the Royal Knights."

Under the bed hung with a white gauze curtain, a small pale head was exposed.

The little boy slowly crawled out, raised his head, and stared at Lothar.

His body was very thin, and his voice trembled a little. I don't know if it was because of fear, but his face was pale, but he still tried to puff up his chest: "Thank you for coming in time, Baron Lothar."

Seeing that Baldwin V was safe, Lothar let out a sigh of relief. The turbulent Jerusalem couldn't stand this torment.

"Your Highness, I hope you can move immediately and live in His Majesty's bedroom. My hussars will protect you at every step."

Little Baldwin nodded: "As you wish, Baron."

"We can protect the Crown Prince!"

A knight loyal to Princess Sibilla came out at this moment, a little dissatisfied: "This is the sacred duty entrusted to us by Her Royal Highness, if we hand over Your Highness to you, it will tarnish our honor."

Hans looked at him coldly.

The knight felt a terrifying pressure overwhelming the sky, like a giant werewolf howling at the moon.

He subconsciously took two steps back.

Hans said coldly: "Please follow the will of the Grand Leader."

"Yes Yes."

The knight hastily agreed.

No one dared to speak anymore.

Lothar picked up little Baldwin and walked towards His Majesty's bedroom surrounded by a crowd.

The knight who just spoke quickly followed behind him, and said very politely: "Baron Lothar, I have to inform my lord, Your Highness Sibilla, that she will ask you to take back the guardianship of the crown prince."

"Well, let her come to see me."

Lothar nodded.

He is figuring out who is behind the attack.

The first thing that can be ruled out is Princess Sibilla, a princess with a strong desire for power. Although there were always legends in her previous life that she conspired with Guy to murder her parents and children and occupy the throne for power.

(In the movie, Baldwin V was beautified as suffering from leprosy. Princess Sibilla didn’t want her son to suffer like her younger brother, so she personally killed him, but there is no evidence that Bao Wu really suffered from leprosy. Moreover, leprosy is only contagious, not hereditary)
But for her now, doing so would not benefit her at all.

Because she has not yet sat on the throne of the Queen Mother Regent, and if she wants to do something, there are too many opportunities to let little Baldwin die without a sound.

Inside Jerusalem.

In Earl Philip's manor, a dinner party is being held.

Under the canopy, on the strong bonfire, the fat and tender lamb is roasting.

The female slaves of Saracen twisted their graceful figures and danced to the music.

Earl Philip raised his glass and said to everyone: "My God, thank you all for attending the dinner hosted by me. Tonight, Bordeaux wine and tender lamb are enough. Let those damned peas go to hell."

People applauded and thanked the earl for his generosity.

These days, the lives of people in Jerusalem are generally quite poor, especially these knights who mostly only have empty titles but no fiefdoms or real estate.

A considerable number of them live by referring to the "subsidies" of the Knights.

At this time, someone shouted: "Salute to the Earl, only the Earl is worthy of the post of Grand Commander, we ask His Majesty to take back his order."

"That's right, that guy named Lothar is not worthy to be our grand leader at all."

"As long as all of us don't obey the orders of the new country baron, His Majesty must also take everyone's wishes into consideration!"

"Yes, just like tonight, my attendants and I have chosen not to perform our duties because we will not obey the orders of an incompetent grand master."

So far, this dinner is considered a hopeless one.

Some members of the Royal Knights showed embarrassment. Obviously, the first few people who spoke were Earl Philip's hard-core confidantes.

But they didn't want to go against the king's will for such a small profit.

The Royal Knights, the most important thing is to be loyal to His Majesty the King.

If even they rebelled against the king's will, then the whole of Jerusalem would have no loyalty at all.

Wouldn't the so-called royal knights become a joke like the imperial guards of the Eastern Empire?
The atmosphere in the field fell into a stagnation.

Earl Philip's face was a little ugly, and the development of the matter was obviously not as satisfactory as they imagined.

These ungrateful bastards!
At this time.

thump—

The Zoroastrian-style minaret with a cross on the top emits melodious bells.

Subsequently.

The sound of dense footsteps sounded not far away.

boom--

The closed gates of the manors were pushed open.

One by one, heavy infantrymen holding two-handed axes, carrying round shields, wearing multiple layers of chain mail and red and white smocks rushed in from the door with muddy feet.

In the middle of them, a young knight in a black cloak riding a war horse came out slowly.

The rain drenched their clothes, making the blade and armor look brighter.

"who?"

"Stop, this is Earl Philip's private property, you have crossed the line!"

A few drunken knights didn't see the situation clearly, and said with a smile: "Ha, this kid, is he imitating the emperors of the Eastern Empire, and assembled a Varangian guard for himself?"

"It's a pity that the emperors of the Eastern Empire had thousands of Varangian guards, and they were defeated by the Turks. How many people are there? What's the use?"

The Franks have always looked down on the weakness of the Greeks.

Although they envied the wealth of the Eastern Empire from the bottom of their hearts, they did not pay attention to the empire-style army that had been disarmed and defeated by the Turkic states in Asia Minor over the years.

Earl Philip joked: "What's the matter, boy, did you come here specially to apologize to me?"

Lothar rode on the back of the Nisaan war horse, completely ignoring the thoughts of these drunken lunatics, and said loudly: "The commander, Earl Philip, neglected his duties and transferred people away without authorization, causing the crown prince to be attacked by Assassin assassins. , Immediately remove all your official titles, and put them in prison, waiting for the trial of the Great Council."

"Impossible!"

Earl Philip's complexion changed drastically, and he stammered: "Why... how could it be such a coincidence? What happened to His Royal Highness, tell me quickly!"

Lothar didn't answer his words, and his tone was cold: "Your Excellency, Commander, did the transfer in the palace tonight come from your intention?"

"Yes, but."

"Then don't talk nonsense. Now I suspect that you are suspected of being involved in the murder of the crown prince. Please let go of your resistance immediately, otherwise I will not guarantee your life."

"Murdering the Crown Prince?"

Philip's lips were trembling: "It is absolutely impossible for me to participate, I swear, I swear on the honor of the Welf family!"

Lothar looked around with a sneer on his face: "Besides, I have a list next, and all the people whose names are called, stand up for me, and I promise to give you a fair trial."

(End of this chapter)