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

The sea breeze in late summer is soft and refreshing.

On the blue sea.

A large transport fleet, full of sailors and lightly-armed soldiers, is heading to the island of Cyprus.

The wide white sails are painted with lifelike golden double-headed eagles. Sailors from the Kherson Military District (Crimea) and Latinia (Romania) shuttle back and forth to manage these fully loaded transports. Boat.

This is a transport fleet from the Eastern Empire, responsible for delivering Lothar's troops to the island of Cyprus.

The cargo hold of each ship was filled with livestock, grain, ordnance, armor and other goods. Some were sponsored by the empire, and some were prepared by Lothar himself.

They set off from the Port of Jaffa, and today was already the second day since Lothar left Jerusalem.

There were Latino sailors from Wallachia on the ship, mysteriously telling bizarre legends to Lothar's soldiers.

And I admire the frightened expressions on the faces of these soldiers who are fully armored and look very elite.

They are the so-called Latinians, the descendants of the northern Dacians and the people of the old empire. In terms of blood, they are probably the purest descendants of the ancient empire.

In Wallachia, if someone knocks on the door at midnight, never answer the door.

Because once you respond, the vampire outside your door is equivalent to getting your invitation. He will break in and suck your whole family into mummies.

The sailor described it vividly.

Lothar listened with great interest: If he doesn't become a sailor and becomes a bard instead, he may have a better future, even though he looks a bit ugly.

Sir, is what he said true?

Military Judge Ned Stark's face tightened and he asked with some fear: I mean, if we face vampires, how should we deal with them?

This is obviously a folklore similar to the folklore that vampires are restrained by garlic and silverware and cannot even walk in the sun.

Ordinary people, even if they hide in a room made of iron sheets, will be easily torn apart by vampires.

The only thing he could do was to close his eyes and wait for death.

But Lothar wouldn't say that.

He just said: It's the same as The Witcher, it's just a novel setting. In fact, only by using magic blocking gold can this kind of ghost be restrained.

The magic-blocking gold in this world restrains all creatures with magical powers.

Although vampires may not be considered living creatures, their strong stale aura is very similar to the undead returning from the tomb, but they are obviously not related to evil spirits or ghosts.

How else could Nysaya say that extraordinary biology, even among wizards, is a vast and profound knowledge.

Probably due to the mutual conflict, the amount of magic-blocking gold is not large, and the price is often cheaper than gold of the same weight.

Unfortunately, even at this price, ordinary civilians simply cannot afford to buy a magic-blocking gold weapon.

The fleet sailed slowly.

It's getting late.

There was a mist in the air.

This made the captain and sailors become vigilant, not to beware of reefs and whirlpools, but to be careful of the Cyprus fleet that might be dispatched at any time.

After all, this transport fleet is full of pot-bellied Kirk ships. Facing the kind of highly maneuverable galley warships equipped with kerosene tanks, ballistae, and highly maneuverable galleys, they will definitely suffer heavy losses.

The soldiers under Lothar were all a bunch of landlubbers, and they couldn't be equipped with iron armor on the ship. Even if they engaged in a boarding battle with the enemy, they wouldn't have much advantage.

But Lothar didn't panic.

He has the breath of a dragon and the ability to raise the wind. On the sea, he is not completely powerless to resist, otherwise he will definitely choose to set off with the Crusaders' fleet.

At this time.

A black owl, like a sharp arrow, shot out of the mist with a whoosh, and there were white ripples on its tail.

The woodland archers around Lothar immediately raised their long bows and pulled out a golden golden arrow from the quiver. This was where most of Lothar's magic-blocking gold went.

He raised his hand: Don't be nervous, we are here.

The owl landed on the deck and transformed into a witch in a graceful red dress with a thud.

Anna glanced at these burly woodland shooters with some disgust.

No one will have a good impression of something that threatens his or her life.

Especially the wizard who cherishes his life.

During this time, the woodland archers were well nourished and underwent rigorous training, and were able to draw a woodland longbow weighing a hundred pounds.

The power of the bow and arrow can penetrate a tree and penetrate the soldiers holding shields and wearing armor behind it.

The problem is that it doesn't last.

This is just like many Eastern warriors who can lift stone locks weighing hundreds of kilograms in the martial arts arena, but cannot build themselves a weapon weighing hundreds of kilograms.

Woodland archers can only fire the bow eight times in a row at most, and their arms will shake so much that they can't hold the bow steady. It's not that they can't continue shooting, but their accuracy is not guaranteed.

Anna walked towards Lothar with elegant steps, and said thoughtfully: Lotha, look at your double-headed eagle flag, and you said you don't admire the empire?

Lothar was helpless.

Part of his double-headed eagle was borrowed from the Habsburg eagle emblem. In addition, it was the main body composed of the heraldry of the two territories of Lothar. It was completely different from the empire's double-headed eagle.

It's just a coincidence. I don't have any ambition to look into the territories of the East and the West.

Anna hummed softly: If you really admire the empire, it would be wise to join it as early as possible. The olive branch I extend to you will always be effective.

She looked around.

His eyes stayed on the ship where the veterans stayed for a long time, and his eyes were fixed on the golden eagle in the flag officer's hand - it was clearly the same as the lost eagle flag of the empire.

Among Lothar and his army.

Anna saw the empire's lost prowess.

That's not in the blood.

Just like Latinia, the Latins on the Apennine Peninsula, in Anna's view, have long lost the glory and glory of the ancient empire's martial arts.

In a daze, Anna remembered a man, a man called the last imperial man, who conquered the Vandal Kingdom in North Africa, the Visigothic Kingdom in Iberia, and the Ostrogothic Kingdom on the Apennine Peninsula, and once regained most of the empire's territory. man.

Belisarius.

Anna whispered softly: If you are willing to be Belisarius, I guarantee that your Majesty will never be Justinian.

Miss Anna? What did you just say?

Lothar called softly.

Anna came back to her senses and greeted everyone without changing her expression: Ms. Prajna, Ms. Jeanne, I'm glad to see you again.

And Miss Fringilla, you haven't taken the initiative to chat with me recently.

Anna pretended to be aggrieved and glanced at Cellinina warily: Is this a new generation replacing the old?

Anna felt a strong sense of threat from Cellinina.

It made her sit on pins and needles.

On the surface, Anna didn't show any signs of it. She just made up her mind that she would never meet Lothar easily again. Recruiting Lothar for the Queen was one thing, and holding on to her own life was another.

If it really comes down to it, the latter is more important.

Fringilla couldn't reason straight and became angry: I know you are also very busy, so I might as well just find out what's interesting on my own and stop pestering you all day long.

Anna was choked by her.

Xunsi said that when she was busy in the past, Fringilla would often call her at inopportune times.

She finally couldn't hold it back and asked, What is your name for this beautiful lady?

Chelinina's voice was polite and distant: Just call me Chelinina.

She wore a hood that covered her ears, and the tail behind her butt was also covered with a cloak. As a half-wolf, she couldn't completely switch between the wolf clan and the human body like Hans could.

Lothar said: Anna, just tell me if you have anything to say. We are busy with military affairs. What are you doing here? Teach me the follow-up spells recorded in the magic book? Or are you here to deliver a baby?

No, I just came to see you and coordinate your fleet to land at the right opportunity.

Anna said in a relaxed tone: You haven't started making your magic prop yet. It is a huge project. Only when things here are over can I devote myself to it.

Lothar nodded and said: I think you should participate in the upcoming sea battle. Only with you here can we ensure the victory of the sea battle.

Ana rolled her eyes: That won't work, it's too dangerous.

Lothar was speechless.

You are a powerful, almost legendary wizard with high magic power. Are you being too cautious?

Only by being cautious can you live longer. A little idiot like Nysaya would have died countless times without my protection.

This sentence suits Lothar's taste very well.

indeed.

Lothar no longer struggled with this and asked instead: Besides me, among the princes of the Crusaders, who else responded to your call?

The combined forces of the Hospital and the Knights Templar, as well as some small Crusader lords, there are no big shots. All together, there are only more than 2,000 people.

Lothar thought thoughtfully: Looking at it this way, I still have a good chance of coming out on top?

Anna shook her head and said: Yes, but there is not much hope. After all, the fleet sent by your Crusaders is a vital force, but the two parties may not be able to fight in a short time. Maybe you can take advantage of the night tonight Landing, before the enemy fleet can react, go directly to the island of Cyprus.

Is there any danger if we go deep alone?

Lothar frowned.

The supplies carried on the ship were limited, and it was obviously impossible to anchor to the shore, so they had time to build a camp to receive the continuous flow of supplies.

Once they landed, they had to carry out the fine traditions of the Crusaders and feed on the enemy.

This was inconsistent with Lothar's usual style, but he just hesitated slightly and eliminated the hesitation in his heart. His ability was limited, and when considering the problem, his own people must be ranked first.

Moreover, just feeding on the enemy does not necessarily mean plundering civilians.

There are still more yeoman farmers on the island of Cyprus, but almost all of the empire's territories in the Balkans are serfs, and they are extremely poor.

The granaries of wealthy businessmen and landlords are the best targets.

Anna said lightly: Relax, Isaac has only arrived on the island of Cyprus not long ago. At most, he has a private guard that is more capable of fighting. The rest are local garrisons with average strength. Moreover, there is a high probability that he will not be willing to fight for Isaac. I will fight you to the death against Ke's ambition.