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

The moonlight is hazy.

The mist shrouding the shore casts a mysterious veil on the bright silver moon.

The girl who escaped was blocked in front of her by her flower protector, looking desperately at the town guards who were surrounding her.

The boy waved the weapon in his hand: Get away, don't come near us!

The guard stretched out his hands and pressed lightly:

Calm down, boys, Alonia is the girl personally selected by His Majesty Isaac's flag officer. In the future, she will live a life a thousand times better than now.

Think about it, little girl, you will live in the palace of Nicosia in the future and live a life without worries about food and clothing. The untouchables will bow their heads and bow when they see you. This is a day that many people dream of.

Come back with us. In the name of the captain of the Limassol City Guards, I will ensure the safety of the three of you.

Three people indeed.

The two half-year-old boys, holding sickles and hoes in their hands, were protecting the girl and nervously scolding the pursuers.

What nonsense are you talking about? Everyone knows that no girl can come out alive after entering that tyrant's palace!

What kind of emperor is he? We all know that only the emperor of Constantinople is the real emperor!

The captain of the guard gradually lost his patience: Young men, stop talking nonsense. Now, stop your romantic escape immediately and follow us back.

otherwise.

A soldier raised his head, fixed his gaze, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

He pointed to the misty sea: This

Lucius, what are you looking at?

The soldier named Lucius suddenly opened his mouth and pointed into the distance: Look, where did that ship come from?

A group of people followed and watched.

It was discovered that there were densely packed tall ships on the sea, flying purple eagle flags, breaking through the fog and heading towards the shore.

The soldiers cried out in surprise: It's the flag of the double-headed eagle, it's the fleet of Constantinople, they are coming to crusade against the rebellion!

what should we do?

Run!

Isaac is a false emperor. I don't want to lose my life in a place like this for the ambitions of those big shots.

Go and inform Lord Turiados. Whether it is to welcome the King Master or to attack them while their foothold is not stable, you must make preparations in advance!

At this time, the soldiers no longer cared about arresting the little girl. In their view, the rebel army had arrived, and Isaac could no longer be emperor for a few days.

The soldiers dispersed.

The boys looked at the girl: Aronya, what should we do?

The girl was very beautiful, and her face had a maturity that was obviously inconsistent with her age. After hearing this, she only thought for a moment and made up her mind: We will stay here.

…

Anna is gone.

Only a brief stop on the boat.

He had no intention of getting involved in the war.

This is also the norm among wizards. The vast majority of spellcasters are unwilling to get involved in mortal wars.

This seems to be a convention, and it is also a kind of self-respect that the jade will not touch the earthen pot. The wizards are not fighting and killing, they prefer to enjoy life.

The narrow bay here is obviously not an excellent harbor.

But as a landing site, it is barely usable.

Worried about the reefs on the shore, sailors lowered a small sampan hanging from the side of a ship to transport the first centurion, together with their equipment, to the shore.

These experienced veterans who stayed on began to dig out the earth with shovels and began to build simple defenses as soon as they landed ashore.

This was a specialty of Roman veterans.

Then came a larger landing.

No enemy stood up to stop them. The landing, which was expected to be thrilling and costly, did not encounter any resistance.

The soldiers who landed ashore began to set up camp and receive ordnance in an orderly manner.

Some of the attendants wielded scythes and harvested nearby grass to mix into their mounts' feed - this was also their melee weapon.

In fact, weapons such as scythes and flails were modified from agricultural tools.

On the sea.

The fleet admiral, who exclaimed that he was lucky, quickly returned with his transport fleet, happily thinking about how to spend the generous reward for this trip.

In his camp, Lothar picked up a smoked eel, paired it with a loaf of white bread, chewed it, and had to drink two sips of wine from time to time.

Not finished the meal yet.

Knight Ned escorted three and a half young men outside the tent.

Sir, we have captured three spies.

Lothar looked at two trembling teenagers and a girl whose clothes were cut by thorns.

He frowned and said: Knight Ned, these look like two boys dating a girl - although this is immoral, what does it have to do with spies?

Ned hesitated and said: I'm sorry, my lord, I can't understand their words, but they are lurking in the grass, spying on the camp from a distance.

A young man said loudly: We are running away. That Isaac sent people to capture Alonia and use her as his toy, but everyone knows that not a single woman who entered Isaac's palace survived. Until the next day’s sunshine.”

Lothar frowned.

He has mastered Greek quite proficiently, which is also the result of studying with Prajna in recent times. His mental strength is high and his learning efficiency is fast.

Since you are running away, why are you spying on our camp?

The girl asked calmly: You are crusaders against tyrants, right?

Lothar nodded and said: Yes, we were invited by the noble Barcelisa, the Queen Regent, Lagaia Doukas, to destroy the arrogant and false emperor who established himself on the island of Cyprus.

The girl quickly pulled the teenagers to kneel on the ground: Please, distinguished sir, my companions and I hope to get your protection. We are very capable and can endure hardships.

Lothar looked at Prajna.

She nodded imperceptibly.

Prajna has the ability to tell lies, although he is not outstanding, but combined with Lothar's beast intuition, the possibility that these three children are lying is extremely slim.

Lothar waved her hand: Take her and her two admirers down, give them a bite to eat, and assign them some chores.

The girl has a beautiful appearance, and she even smeared mud on her face to cover it up. She is a very smart girl.

He didn't expect to get any useful information from these three young people. As expected, someone would come to talk to him soon.

An army of a thousand people landed here, and it was impossible for the nearby towns and castles to not react at all.

If the nobles on the island of Cyprus were so lax, wouldn't they be harassed by pirates raging in the Mediterranean every day?

Sure enough, soon there was a group of cavalry with the same double-headed eagle flag patrolling at a distance, neither daring to get close to harass nor stay away.

Hebland said: Sir, do you want us to go out and drive them away?

Lothar's newly expanded one hundred light cavalry to serve as scouts have not yet completed training, and the winged cavalry, which is as fast as the light cavalry, has not gone into battle this time.

But the knight attendants of the Teutonic Knights are all very good light cavalry.

No, I don't expect to be able to hide it from them. I think the enemy's leader will send someone to contact us soon.

Lothar swallowed the last bite of smoked fish together with the soft bread.

Go ahead and order the whole army to take turns to build a simple camp. Don't use too much energy. Be wary of possible enemy attacks. We will rest here tonight.

for a long time.

There seemed to be an important person coming to the hillside.

A light cavalryman with a yellow wheel flag on a red background was galloping towards this side.

Jeanne teased: Oh, it seems that the lords here have ancestors who drove chariots for a certain emperor, or won the driving championship in the Empire Arena.

The arriving cavalry was immediately surrounded by fully armed sergeants. He raised his empty hand to indicate that he was not carrying weapons.

Who is the most noble person here?

he shouted in accented Greek.

I am the Count of Transjordan, Lothar. You may have heard of my name. At the invitation of the most noble Barcelisa and the regent Queen Lagaia, I led my loyal subjects to crusade against the arrogant emperor. tyrant.

There was a hint of astonishment on the cavalry's face: It's an honor to meet you, Your Majesty the Earl.

My lord is the administrator of Limassol, Lord Turiados from the ancient 'Aglastos' family. He wants to meet you.

Where is he?

He has taken the car and arrived at the hillside in front, and is looking forward to meeting you.

Lothar replied: How many guards can I carry?

The cavalryman sneered and said, My lord swears by my family's honor that I will never use despicable means to assassinate a noble person like you. Please rest assured.

Heh, that sounds nice.

Lothar laughed and did not embarrass him, saying: Prajna, Chelinina, Fringilla, the three of you come with me. Jeanne, I'll leave this place to you.

I will handle it.

Jeanne tapped the breastplate with her iron glove, making a clanging sound.

Lothar jumped onto the horse and walked up the hillside.

From a distance, I saw a middle-aged nobleman with a big belly wearing a red toga-style silk robe, approaching Lothar.

The two exchanged pleasantries and quickly got to the point.

The middle-aged noble said with a grimace: The original general of Cyprus, Lord Ioannis, was murdered by Isaac, the rebellious minister.

He once served as governor of Cilicia, brought an elite bodyguard, and gathered a rebel party. We are not opponents, so we can only pretend to surrender.

Now that the heavenly soldiers have arrived, I am willing to immediately bring order to the chaos and assist the heavenly soldiers in defeating the rebels.

At this time, the imperial bureaucracy had collapsed to a very serious extent, and the bottom-up bureaucracy had been reduced to a feudal system that was not much different from other European countries.

The generals of military regions, deacons (supervisory officials), and chiefs of major administrative regions have all been replaced by feudal nobles.

In name only, they still belong to the military region generals, not to the princes of one party.

Lothar smiled and said:

That would be great, Lord Turiados. I need you to raise enough provisions, fine feed, and accessories to build siege equipment as soon as possible.

If possible, I also hope that you can block the news as much as possible, and try to reach Nicosia and capture several important fortresses before Isaac can react.

Turiados hesitated for a moment, then readily agreed to Lothar's request.

Lord Turiados, I will truthfully report the contribution you have made to our army to the noble Baselisa so that she can absolve you of your guilt.

A flattering smile appeared on Turiados's face: My lord, you are a talented young man. If you can capture the tyrant this time, you will be able to rise to prominence in the empire. You will have to rely on your support.

It's easy to talk. I have a close relationship with a purple princess from the Ducasse family. When the time comes, I will definitely have a nice word for you in front of Baselisa.

The two of them had some arrogance, laughing so hard that Lothar's face froze, and then they each returned to their own camp.

Lothar looked at Prajna.

Prajna nodded slightly: He didn't lie. He was indeed willing to provide us with logistical supplies, but his stance was not firm enough.

Lothar said Yeah.

That's enough. I don't expect him to lead the army and join my command.

The previous chapter has been overhauled. This is yesterday’s update, and there is another chapter in the morning.