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

Germanic Juggernaut

Lothar smiled. It is not difficult to complete this milestone. Isn't it just about establishing a sect and establishing a sword group?

But it would be normal for a wandering knight or the unpopular second son of a noble to do this kind of thing. If he comes, it will be equivalent to a local high-ranking official not handling government affairs properly and running a Taekwondo training class.

Forget it, let's leave it for now. For things like milestones, the rewards are usually small props and the number of card draws. Strictly speaking, he doesn't lack manpower now. What he lacks is manpower who can do his job independently without taking up resources.

People like Malus have never moved since they were promoted to level 30.

But does Malles have a big role?

As the chief master craftsman of the Transjordan border area.

Whether it is armaments or finances, Lothar relies heavily on Malus. His exclusive blacksmith workshop has not only expanded in scale, but also has a garrison of hundreds of elite soldiers.

There is also Captain Hogg - a model subordinate who can fully support himself and provide feedback to Lothar, the boss. Even an ordinary six-star is not more important than Captain Hogg in Lothar's eyes.

As for Kurs, the director of the Holy Treasury, there is no need to say more. Without Kurs, he would never be able to be so relaxed every day, let alone abandon his territory and go on an expedition to Cyprus or even to Constantine. The castle swayed away.

As for improving combat power, it is better to spend money on the blade. Prajna already has a unique posture, so giving priority to her promotion is undoubtedly the best choice.

After Lothar finished washing, she threw a dried coffee bean into her mouth, chewed it, and said, Prajna, help me put on my armor.

Still wearing that Holy Cross Gothic plate armor?

Um.

Lothar tidied herself up and stood in front of Prajna with her hands open: How is it? Are you handsome?

Hmm, not bad.

She held her chin with her fingers, rarely responding with the word hmm.

Lothar smiled and pointed at her cheek: Kiss me.

Immediately, he got what he wanted.

The sword awarding ceremony was also very formal. A grand banquet was held again in Lothar's headquarters military tent, and the scale was no smaller than yesterday's.

Coors felt very sad about this expense, but he also knew that good steel needs to be used on the blade. In addition, during this period of time, the camp was recycling loot inside the camp, and exchanged it for a lot of Lothar's portrait from the system mall. Gold coins, this expenditure will not have any negative impact on Lothar, who is about to receive the loans from the Knights.

Don't underestimate the cost of a banquet.

Many noble lords, in order to hold a decent wedding banquet, would even sell their real estate and titles in exchange for money from the wealthy citizens. This is how the autonomy of many free cities in Europe was often obtained.

Lothar looked at the knights in front of him who were either handsome, ugly, young, or bearded. He looked at the knights who were older than his father Werner, one by one, using the swords soaked in the holy water. Grant them.

They swore on the cross that they would fulfill their duties as courtiers, practice the virtues of knights, and live up to God and honor.

Lothar patted them on the shoulders one by one, and took the trouble to say a word or two of encouragement to each of them, or make a harmless joke.

Thanks to his memory that is far beyond ordinary people, he can call every knight by name, Joseph, Franz, Martin, Jean, Charles, Frederick... not only their names, but even their resumes and experiences, he You can all give a rough idea.

It was the turn of a quasi-knight who was obviously a Kurd. After thinking about it for a moment, Lothar realized who this person was.

Derim, you were once an excellent scout. Next, I hope you can become an equally excellent knight. Don't let down your clan leader, that old dog full of sharp fangs.

Coming to Derem, Lothar said this.

Derem's face was full of excitement, tears filled his eyes, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence: I didn't expect that you actually remembered my name.

Of course, after all, we have traveled together before.

Lothar blinked and joked with a smile. He was referring to the experience of traveling with the caravan of the Shayo tribe when he returned from hunting the Indominus Dragon. This clever young man did leave the slightest impression on him. .

Moreover, Derim was the second Kurd under Lothar to be knighted. The first was Abdullah, the captain of the Kurdish cavalry company, who had this status on the first day he surrendered to him.

All those who swore allegiance to Lothar were classified as members of the Order Knights or Hussars, and they would officially join their respective companies after changing their uniforms.

After the sword-giving ceremony, there was a rare merit-based reward in this era.

Lothar named many soldiers who had made meritorious service but were not enough to be promoted to knights as attendants - in fact, what each of them received was the 1,500 conscripted peasants that came with the large-scale recruitment. The number of soldiers.

This doesn't increase their strength, but it gives them full loyalty.

Lothar always believed that the soldiers who had been transferred through the system and remained loyal to him were his greatest wealth in this era.

If these 1,500 conscripted farmers and soldiers can be entrusted to the land of Egypt by Lothar in the future, it means that Lothar has obtained the loyalty of 1,500 knights or barons.

Even if a joint stock were to establish a new kingdom in Egypt, he would never be just a nominal king of a country like the King of Jerusalem, and his actual authority was sometimes inferior to that of the mayor of Jerusalem.

Because many churches in the city are owned by the church, the king has no jurisdiction over them.

He will have a dynasty that seems to be as loose as the Ayyubid, Sasanian, and Empire countries, but in fact every territory is completely in his hands and can exert great fighting potential.

It will not be like the Eastern Dynasty. It seems that the emperor is arbitrary, but in fact the imperial power does not go to the countryside. When a certain place is hit by a disaster, less than one tenth of a hundred thousand is allocated to the victims. In the end, less than one-tenth of the money reaches the victims. Most of the emperor's life is not even able to reach the palace. dynasty.

Under his rule, every lord will strictly abide by the rules he has set, and will not go too far into the countryside, will not only pursue personal enjoyment, and amass wealth for himself, and will not waste every bit of money earned from this land. Divide the money and invest it back into the construction of the territory.

Compared with this, the position of king, which the nobles of Jerusalem had coveted for a long time, in Lothar's eyes, was nothing more than carrion that the loaches in the pond fought over.

Set a small goal to wear a crown for yourself at Christmas.

His eyes swept over the faces that were full of enthusiasm, excitement, excitement, and yearning.

He saw Baron Leonard, who had rarely attended but was excluded from the circle of vassals belonging to Lothar in Transjordan. He was drinking wine with the Count of Edessa in the corner and noticed his sight. He was a little embarrassed. He turned his head away, not daring to respond.

Count Edessa raised his glass with excitement and greeted Lothar from afar.

Lothar smiled and nodded to him, then looked at Baron Godfrey who was smiling and raising a glass to greet him.

He looked at the blond female knight who was enjoying herself at the banquet, drinking wine.

He looked at Duke Raymond, who had a complicated expression, but still raised his wine glass symbolically to pay tribute to Lothar.

His eyes finally met with Baldwin IV.

The little king's eyes were still gentle, just like when he saw him off to Cyprus.

A smile appeared on his face and he crossed himself - Baldwin IV was his leader in this world. Without him, he might still be able to sit in a high position, but he might become insidious and cunning. He resorts to unscrupulous means and has long forgotten his original intention, and only knows how to fight for power and gain.

He will inherit this kindness for the rest of his life.

He picked up a wine glass and walked towards His Majesty the King: May you live long, Your Majesty.

The little king raised his wine glass helplessly: I wish you all the best on this expedition, Lothar.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Do you have free time today?

certainly.

Come to my place and play a game of chess.

OK.

Lothar responded with a smile.

Powerful ministers and wise kings always seemed to be in opposition, but Lothar always felt that even if he did not choose to march to Egypt and establish his own rule there, but stayed in the Kingdom of Jerusalem, Baldwin IV would still support him.