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

In the early morning, Lothar and his party were not the only ones on the road again.

Thirty fully armed knights, leading their attendants, dressed in majestic robes and sun-shielding hoods on their heads, lined up in a long winding queue and walked out of the gate of Jaffa.

As the lord of Jaffa and Ashkelon, Princess Sibylla also owns her own real estate, manors, workshops and shops in many cities. She is a powerful lord of Jerusalem with more than ten knights and vassals under her command.

Coupled with the knights who took shelter under her, although they did not get a fief, they were loyal to her, and it was not easy to gather more than thirty people. Together with their attendants, they could form a heavy cavalry company of hundreds of people.

This is a quite powerful force, equivalent to one-third of the Teutonic Knights.

Behind them is a company of infantry, composed of relatively wealthy citizens in various cities, or mercenaries hired by the citizens to replace military service. There are 500 people in total.

After that, there is a light infantry company with the same size of 500 people. These light infantry have different equipment, but they all belong to the upper class of the levy class. They are equipped with light chain mail shirts or leather jackets made of hard leather. First.

Some are like the Apennine heavy crossbowmen, carrying large square shields and holding hand crossbows.

Most of them are soldiers equipped with ordinary rifles.

Finally, there are the large-scale levies escorting the large-scale baggage convoy, some of which are armors of the knights in front, and more are consumables such as grain, fodder, water cans, arrows, etc.

The total strength reached more than 2,000 people.

Of course, these conscripts could only be responsible for logistical matters, and they included a large number of heretics who were forced to serve. They had no combat effectiveness at all, and were by no means the same thing as the peasant soldiers under Lothar.

The 6,000-strong army formed by Lothar's various territories is a real force with no fighting capacity. Even the peasant soldiers under the command knights can be classified as sergeants, but their combat effectiveness is slightly weaker.

After all, many sergeants belong to the standing army and need to drill, patrol and not be engaged in production every day. Their combat effectiveness is still considerable.

But if they form a military formation, these sergeants may not necessarily be the opponents of Lothar's peasant soldiers.

Lord Lothar.

Behind the team, a knight walked towards Lothar.

He wore an armor with a plate breastplate as the main body and matching chain mail, and the mount under his crotch was also covered in a green striped horse clothes. It was obvious that even among the knights, he belonged to the relatively wealthy class.

He is the military commander under Sibylla and owns a small town with a population of more than a thousand as a fief. If Lothar had not intervened, he should have been the supreme commander of this army.

What is it, Knight Stephen?

Lothar nodded to him politely.

Knight Stephen came to Lothar and plucked up the courage to say: Sir, what I want to say is that it is an honor to serve under your command. If you have any orders, just ask them. I promise to do my best to complete them.

You are too kind, Stephen Knight.

Lothar was a little surprised. He knew that he had a high prestige in the eyes of the Holy Land Knights, but he wasn't as popular as gold coins. Isn't it said that not being envied by others is mediocre?

He asked tentatively: Knight Stephen, did we fight side by side in the last war?

Stephen said with regret: I really want to say yes, but I really have no shame to say so, because during the last war, I was responsible for commanding the town guards in Jaffa, and there was no direct conflict with the enemy at all.

Lothar smiled and said, I have a chance this time.

Yes, thanks to the blessing of Heavenly Father, this is my honor - Sir, I have heard some of your experiences. It is just like what is described in the legendary novels. The knight raised the silver sword in his hand and faced the evil dragon. Declare war.”

Knight Stephen seemed a little incoherent because of his excitement. His face turned red and his tone was like a little monk in the choir.

The silver sword rises in flames and cuts through the dark night sky.

The terrifying evil dragon was decapitated and crashed to the ground.

I simply can't imagine what that scene was like. How much power is hidden in your body that looks like an ordinary person?

Lothar looked at him in surprise.

His excited heart calmed down a little, and he quickly said: I'm sorry, sir, I'm too excited. Every time I think of these scenes, I feel fascinated, and I can't wait to join you immediately.

But I cannot break my oath of allegiance to His Highness, and a person like you will not allow such a despicable person to surrender.

indeed.

Lothar asked with a smile: But Knight Stephen, I want to know which battle you are talking about?

Stephen said without thinking: The bards have spread the word about the scene in Cyprus. The evil Emperor of Cyprus rode a black dragon and swooped down from the sky, spitting out dragon flames full of poison and sulfur. The huge Greeks The fleet is like a pile of toys in front of it, easily burned to the ground.

His eyes sparkled: But this evil dragon had no room for resistance in front of you. In the entire city of Limassol, with the attention of countless people, you simply eliminated this evil dragon.

Lothar pursed his lips: Bards always like to exaggerate descriptions. In fact, that battle was very difficult.

In fact, there should be very few people who actually saw the scene clearly in that battle. When he and the black dragon fought against the dragon flames, the two beams of light were seen clearly by many people, and most of them were probably fabricated.

Stephen added: There is also the battle at the Tree of Wisdom. The cave-dwelling dragon devoured the flesh and blood of the miners. As the lord, you rode alone in anger and drew your sword to kill him. The dragon's blood poured out. He planted the tree of wisdom, dispelled the barrenness, and brought green shade—this is a miracle of the Creator, but it is also a miracle of yours. If you ask me, you should be canonized.”

“I have not yet returned to the arms of my Heavenly Father.”

Lothar was helpless.

That time he dealt with Di Xinglong was definitely not his fault alone.

I don't know why, when people were telling these stories, they concealed the contributions of Prajna and Jeanna.

Perhaps most people don't think that women can have such a powerful power. Just like in wizard legends, it is often the wizards who have more powerful power - in fact, it is just the opposite.

There are also strong men among wizards, but the number of wizards is much less than that of witches. Even under the same proportion, a powerful male wizard is rare - the rest of the extraordinary system is not counted.

The name Saint Rosa has always been there. Ever since Lothar was in Yogurtsburg, many people in the territory have called her this in private.

This is actually a very taboo matter. Canonization is not only limited to dead Christians, but can only be discussed by the Holy Congregation of the Papal City, a body composed of cardinals and diocesan bishops, and can only be canonized with the permission of the Pope. .

Although many places have unauthorized patron saints who are self-proclaimed by local people, they are usually in remote areas and few people pursue them. After all, Lothar is a secular lord, and he is also the lord of a place like the Holy Land.

This kind of thing is even more taboo than the former.

Stephen said seriously: Sooner or later it will happen.

Lothar thought to himself that if nothing happens and he lives for a long time, he probably has no chance of being canonized: Knight Stephen, I heard that Saladin has recruited many spellcasters. Are there any rumors about them?

Stephen shook his head: I don't know. Bards rarely talk about these things in the Holy Land, and few people are willing to listen. But I believe that no matter how terrible the evil is, it will be like snowflakes in front of you. Against the blazing sun, it disappears easily.

Lothar suppressed his smile, sighed helplessly, and said softly: This is really a heavy pressure.