People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 96
Looking at Furingila's back flying away, Banruo had a smile on her face. The smile on her face today was more than usual in a month.

Lothar's footsteps sounded behind Prajna.

"Where's Flynn?"

"Go out to play, don't worry about her."

"Ah."

Lothar replied somewhat absent-mindedly, he was still considering the list of promotion knights, in this battle, Ryan and Model made a lot of contributions, and they must be promoted.

In addition, Ulm and Andreas, two outstanding hussars, can also be considered for promotion to knights.

It's just that the Knights also have a few servants who fought bravely, and the knights they loyal to have died in battle. Lothar is considering whether to recruit them into his command and become his real own.

This refers to, when there is a chance, transfer them to hussars.

"Let's go find her."

She pointed to the streets and alleys not far away. The war didn't seem to have had much impact on the city. There were short-bearded Greeks, orientalized Latins, and Germans.
People flocked inside.

There is a faint smell of spices and cooked food.

Some sergeants of the Royal Knights wearing red and white burqas have already been attracted, and quickly negotiated the price with those wandering warblers who came by boat from the European continent.

Alcohol and women are important magic weapons to wipe out the wounds of war.

Because of his face, Lothar lacked the last link, and naturally these crusaders who had just made a fortune from the war and had bulging wallets would make it up for themselves.

But the direction that Prajna pointed was completely opposite to the direction that Flynn left.

With a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she said: "Take this opportunity, let's go shopping. I have served you for so long, and you haven't given me a gift yet."

Lothar looked at Hannya with some surprise.

Her eyes were clear and bright, and she met his eyes, and asked without any guilt: "Why, can't you?"

"Of course, I'm just a little surprised. This is the first time you've made such a request since we met."

Lothar naturally agreed.

"It's just that the veil must be put on first, or there may be confusion."

"it is good."

The two walked side by side, very close to each other, in the streets.

Montreal, once a material transfer hub for the Crusades, was later transformed into an important trade node for the Kingdom of Jerusalem to trade with the Eastern chiefs.

Its scale is not small, with nearly 1 permanent residents, of which a considerable third are pagans.

This number may not sound like much, but how many people are there in Paris and London today?
Twenty thousand?

Or thirty thousand?

That's the number at most.

Throughout Western Europe, cities with a population of 3 are all city-states in northern Apennines. Even the pope's city, where the pope lives, has only a little over [-] people.

The barbarians who conquered the Western Empire, although possessing martial virtues, seemed not good at governing the country. The prosperous city of Seven Hills in the past has been left far behind by her sister city, Constantinople.

In this era, Sassanian Ctesiphon and Ayyubid Cairo each had a population of 50.

Constantinople in the Eastern Empire had the largest population, with a population of 60.

The city of Kaifeng in the farther east is said to have a population of more than one million.

As for Jerusalem.

Although the city's resident population is only [-], the continuous stream of pilgrims makes the city's population often more than double.

Before the Northern Crusades left, the population was even close to [-].

This makes Jerusalem often overcrowded, and the whole street is crowded with people.

Lothar and Prajna stopped in front of a shrine.

This religious building also incorporates oriental styles and looks like a stage set.

On Palm Sunday, the clergy will hold crosses and palm branches respectively, gather here after walking around the city for a week, and pray to the Heavenly Father.

It must be admitted that the customs of the church in Jerusalem are significantly different from those of the Catholic church in Western Europe.

Western European civilization is blending with Eastern civilization at an extremely fast speed.

Lothar felt a little emotional in his heart. In this era, many Crusaders had begun to speak Arabic, and many of them even stopped eating pork.

Intermarriage among multi-ethnic groups is not uncommon.

Although this point is deeply resisted and disdainful by the new pilgrims (the old pilgrims call it "little pony"), Lothar thinks it is a good thing.

If I can control this kingdom in the future, I must knead all these various ethnic groups into one. After a long period of intermarriage and language assimilation, they will be indistinguishable from each other.

In the previous life, the descendants of the Habsburgs had proved that a multi-dimensional empire like the Austro-Hungarian Empire would only end in a split.

"The one in front is the mansion of Earl Renard in Montreal. It is said that there are matching gardens and fountains, painted ceilings and marble floor tiles. It would be great if I could have such a town. If it was in a non-war state, The commercial tax collected in one year is enough to maintain all the troops under my command."

Lothar was a little envious.

"If you want, we can take this city. At worst, cooperate with Saladin. The Crusaders who arrive later will not be able to break through this city after a difficult journey."

Lothar shook his head: "I don't intend to betray Baldwin IV, and there is no such possibility. The soldiers of the Royal Knights are more loyal to the king and Heavenly Father. This is not something I can buy with a little favor."

"Let's go, this street is full of leather goods, be careful not to step in the dirty water, let's go there, I saw the signboard of the goldware shop."

Lothar and Banruo walked through the alley and came to a more prosperous neighborhood.

The shops here are more sophisticated than before, and the population is denser.

Lothar stopped in front of the goldware shop, frowning.

He saw a striking T logo engraved on the signboard of the goldware store.

This means that part of the proceeds from the shop will be donated to the Knights Templar.

There are also some other symbols, such as ANNA, which represent the proceeds of this store, and most of them will be donated to St. Anna's Cathedral.

Some devout believers who are not devout enough to donate money directly to the church are happy to spend in this kind of shop-but Lothar naturally chooses to refuse.

"They are all promotional means to raise prices. It's not that they are afraid of being expensive. The goldsmiths who use this kind of gimmick are often not very skilled. We'd better find a shop opened by a Greek, and maybe we can buy Byzantium goldsmiths. style jewelry."

Seeing Lothar thinking seriously, the corners of Banruo's mouth could not restrain a slight upward movement: "Okay."

The system's prompt sounded suddenly: Your five-star entourage, the vampire banshee Fringilla, is in a state of battle, and the opponent is a day demon spirit, please support as soon as possible.

Lothar was stunned.

He looked at Banruo in confusion, and asked suspiciously, "Didn't Furingilla go to play?"

Banruo lied indifferently: "Maybe on the way to play, I happened to bump into a demon spirit."

She is used to being expressionless, so it is absolutely impossible for her to show a guilty expression.

10 minutes ago.

In a deep alley.

The two corpses lying on the ground were covered in cuts and bruises, as if they had been devoured by wild beasts, not even a piece of intact skin could be found.

One of the corpses was lying not far from the alley, only one step away from this dangerous place.

Scott gasped heavily.

"The Honest Man" John wept and cursed weakly: "I said don't go there first, it's okay now, the two of us are bumping into the scene where the evil spirit kills people."

Scott swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his voice was dry: "I didn't expect that there are evil spirits in this world, and they can haunt during the day."

The two hid in a corner.

Looking at the evil spirit outside, it was two meters high, suspended in mid-air, with its tongue sticking out.

It was wearing a withered and yellowed white gauze dress, and its long tongue was densely covered with barbs, and the scars on the corpse were presumably scratched out by the barbs on this tongue.

"Is it gone?"

"I can't see it."

The two looked at each other.

The next moment, a burning feeling rose from the bottom of their hearts.

Shadows appeared from behind them, and under the sunlight, they cast long, narrow and hideous shadows.

(End of this chapter)