In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

early morning.

In the garden, there were birdsong.

Lothar, who had had breakfast, was holding a volume of books wrapped in faded old parchment and was reading carefully.

Looking at his frown, you can tell that this reading is not going well.

Facts have proved that his original expectation was correct.

Anna had no intention of hiding anything. This magic book was all-encompassing and fully explained the structure and principles of each flame attribute spell. A rough count included at least twelve spells.

But the problem is, Lothar can't understand it.

Blood magic is not the same system as the magic in this world. Even if there are similarities, it cannot be discovered by Lothar, who knows it but does not know why.

Coupled with those difficult-to-pronounce proper nouns, it is obviously impossible to read this book thoroughly and understand it without a professional teacher.

At this time.

Prajna's cold voice came from behind Lothar.

She handed the changed sheets to Lothar, lowered her voice naturally and said, Find a place where no one is around to wash it.

Lothar took the sheets.

She looked at this woman with some confusion, as if nothing had happened in the past two nights.

She still maintained her usual indifferent style. Seeing that Lothar kept staring at her, she couldn't stand it. She said softly: Yesterday when I was washing the sheets, Jeanne almost saw through it.

Lothar couldn't help laughing and said: Okay, I'll go right away.

Prajna is very moist.

Probably this kind of person, who is as cold as an iceberg, will inevitably become like a trickling stream when melted by the heat.

So the sheets must be changed.

As for burning it directly?

This is a silk bed sheet. There will be a long time to come, so how can we waste it like this?

Lothar grabbed Prajna's hand and interlocked with her fingers. The touch was so delicate that he couldn't help but recall the scenes of the past two nights.

She struggled a little, but when she didn't break away, she whispered helplessly: Stop making trouble.

Lothar said regretfully: Fulin will come back to sleep tonight.

You still want it?

Um.

Prajna frowned, thought about it seriously, and refused: No, I don't want to be exposed so early. How long have we been talking about? Sleeping together so soon is already too much.

She could even imagine what embarrassing words Jeanne would say after learning about this.

Although she could follow her usual style and pretend not to hear, it worked well before because she really didn't care, but she obviously cared about this kind of thing.

All right.

Lothar was holding the wooden basin and was about to leave.

Wait a moment.

What?

Turning around, her cold lips pressed on his face, and she whispered: Originally I didn't want to explain, but considering that you might misunderstand, the ghost tribe doesn't have that layer of things.

Lothar didn't know what to say for a moment.

Go ahead.

Looking at Lothar's somewhat sneaky back, Prajna couldn't help but reveal a smile - Sir, you are really cute.

Archer camp outside Hebron.

Jeanne rides on the back of the bloody horse named Grape.

She glanced at the armored horse archers in front of her with a serious expression.

They all wore domed mail-faced helmets, with only their eyes and nostrils exposed. They wore a set of ring-neck chain mail underneath, a cotton-padded armor on the outside, and a majestic purple cloak behind them.

The tall horse under the crotch is also wearing horse armor, and even the horse's belly is protected by linen strips, with only a pony tail exposed.

For such a fully equipped cavalry, it would take several hours just to put on the armor neatly, and it would also require the help of professional attendants. Ordinary farmers would not be able to wear such horse armor.

Because the head armor, neck armor, breast armor, and body armor of this horse armor seem to be integrated into one, but in fact they are all detachable and need to be assembled in sequence.

What an expensive force!

This is the evaluation given by Jeanne.

For the same price, Jeanne felt that she could build a light cavalry, an armored heavy cavalry (shock cavalry), and a melee cavalry.

Not to mention anything else, just that purple cloak is enough to exchange for a full set of knight's armor.

Even if the individual combat effectiveness is not as good as the Byzantine-style armored cavalry, but with three against one, she feels that there is no possibility of losing.

Tell me, what kind of fighting method do you usually use?

An archer replied: Knight Commander, we use a large wedge formation. The cavalry in the first five rows all hold maces. In addition to the cavalry on both sides using lances, the cavalry in the back row are all heavily armed archers like us on the inside.

We often use a frontal charge. Before contacting the enemy, our heavily armed archers shoot at the enemy to disrupt the enemy's position. After contacting the enemy, we can either approach and shoot, or use secondary weapons such as maces and maces. , charge the enemy.

Jeanne thoughtfully said: It sounds like a heavy infantry phalanx on horseback that has both mobility and protection.

But you should have seen the Hussars. Their fighting style is completely different from the comrades you remember. Have you figured out how to cooperate?

The heavily armored archers looked at each other.

After being transferred, they are all excellent soldiers, but it does not mean that they can master the tactics in their memory and introduce new ones.

Jeanne showed no mercy to these people: I warn you, don't really regard those things in your head as treasures.

The Eastern Empire's armored cavalry has never been able to rebuild a large-scale establishment since its collapse. The emperor of Constantinople began to hire Latin knights.

What does this mean?

It shows that your tactics have been abandoned by the times.

A cavalry archer argued unconvincingly: We don't need to cooperate with the winged cavalry at all. We just need to arrange ourselves in front of the enemy's formation, shoot at the enemy's light infantry, and then switch to melee weapons to rush into the formation first.

Jeanne frowned and her voice became sharp: What a stupid idea to exploit weaknesses and avoid strengths!

Side charge or back charge, which one is not more effective than frontal charge? If we only arrange for you to charge head-on, why bother equipping you with war horses?

In a cavalry battle, the winged cavalry will naturally intercept it for you. You only need to move to the appropriate place and charge at the enemy's weakest point. Do you understand?

The archers said excitedly: Understood!

Some words are easy for others to understand, but I am limited by misunderstandings and find it difficult to change my thinking.

Jeanne snorted and muttered something under her breath.

A bunch of new recruits.

The Hussars, the Varangian Guards, and the remaining veterans are all elites who have grown up through iron and blood and have integrated the memories of battles.

In Jeanne's opinion, although the armored archers and woodland archers behaved seasonedly, they were still just a bunch of new recruits.

Go to the recruit camp for training this afternoon. My Lord has given you combat skills, but that doesn't mean you can sit back and relax.

Jeanne scolded angrily with a sullen face.

The horse archers were so frightened that they did not dare to breathe.

Jeanne snorted softly, pinched the horse's belly lightly, and ran towards the city. She really hadn't fished recently, but when she left the mansion for a long time, she always felt that she missed something.

During this period, there seems to be a lot of opportunities for Sir and Prajna to be alone.

Damn it, this sultry woman has already succeeded, right?

Jeanne frowned her thick and heroic eyebrows: I always feel like there is some secret hidden between them that I don't know about.