Randy von Hoffmann is an extremely captivating orator, even on the spur of the moment, and even when unsuspecting, he is able to say a lot of impassioned and convincing words.

"Everyone, please be quiet, I have something to say to you."

The first was this low, powerful voice, and when Randy finished speaking, the crowd gradually began to quiet down.

"Thank you very much!" Randy nodded, turned away, and looked at the slightly indifferent, sick soldiers, "Thank you very much, too. ”

"You betrayed us!"

At this time, a very excited sick soldier shouted loudly, and then cried bitterly, and the scene fell into chaos for a while, and some soldiers even picked up mud or stones on the ground and tried to throw them at Randy on the wall, but in the end they still couldn't make up their minds.

"Soldiers, please bear with me for a moment and let me finish my sentence."

Randy seemed to have expected this to happen, and pulled out his handcuff and pulled the trigger to the sky.

"Touching !!"

There was a loud noise, which made the surrounding soldiers a little stunned for a while.

"Alright! Can you hear me finish now? ”

Randy quietly put away his handcuff and continued, "The previous series of orders was just because I wanted to control the spread of the plague, and you should also understand what would happen if the plague expanded?" The soldiers around you, robes, can you bear to infect them with the plague? Let them die with you? ”

Hearing Randy say this, the sick soldier was a little ashamed, and the discussion became much quieter.

"I know you're feeling very uncomfortable, and you can imagine the anger in your hearts."

At this time, Randy changed his tone, his face changed, he looked compassionate, and at the same time guilty: "No matter what, you have been credited with your establishment, you have been on the battlefield, and you have fought side by side with me, so I will not abandon you, and I will not abandon any of you." ”

"But you locked us up, we were sick and no one cared for us, and we died and no one buried us." Someone in the crowd shouted again.

"I'll take care of it."

Randy quickly replied, "I am the king, the commander of the entire Norman army, and your brother, you are taken care of by me, and your death will be buried by me, and I will take responsibility." ”

Randy said as he dangled a rope from the wall.

"Yesterday, I have taken full control of the healthy soldiers in the legion and arranged their problems, so then I will take care of you sick soldiers, and I will be with you from today to take care of you until you are healed and come out with me, or die with you."

Randy's words made all the soldiers quite moved, whether it was one side or the other, seeing that Randy was righteous and awe-inspiring, and it didn't look like a fake at all, the soldiers remembered that he was good again, and there was no king's frame at all after the battle, and anyone could chat, drink, scold, wrestle, and be the best friend.

And in the midst of the war, he is calm and wise, as trustworthy as standing up a mountain, there are not a few soldiers in the army who have been favored by Randy, which will make Randy make such a gesture, and even risk his life to stay with a group of sick soldiers, although the Norman warriors are rude and savage, but they are not inhumane, there are those who are silent in an instant, there are those who exhort loudly, and there are also those who secretly swear allegiance to Randy in their hearts.

At this time, the sick soldiers were no longer embarrassed to blame Randy, and knelt on the ground one by one, begging Randy not to come down, literature and art are God's punishment, and these people must be blamed by God, and let themselves fend for themselves, how dare they work The king lives and dies with us sinners?

"If it is God's punishment, then I, as your commander-in-chief, should shoulder the heaviest part of the criminal law, and the king is not only powerful, but also responsible."

After saying these words, Randy turned his back without hesitation and went down the rope.

"Randy!"

It was at this time that Joan of Arc, who had just gotten the news and rushed here, ended up being a step too late, only to see Randy's upper body disappearing little by little.

"I'm sorry, Joan of Arc!"

Randy turned his head to follow the voice, and when he saw Joan of Arc's tearful despair, he couldn't help but smile apologetically, muttered a whisper, and raised his head to the alpha on the wooden wall and shouted, "Viscount, send five nurses to accompany Lady Joan of Arc, don't let her do stupid things." ”

"Understood! Your Majesty! ”

Viscount Alpha nodded, turned around and whispered to a guard knight, also sliding down the rope, followed by other members of the guard knights, watching these knights disappear one by one, the Norman soldiers became more and more excited, and even some began to talk about demolishing this wooden wall and saving His Majesty the King.

Diplomat Foster shouted, reassuring the emotional Norman soldiers: "You can't do this, if you do, your majesty's efforts will be in vain, this is your majesty's order, you can't ......"

Completely ignoring the diplomat's words, the agitated soldiers pushed him away and began to prepare for the demolition of the wooden wall, some of the anxious soldiers directly pulled out their battle axes, others went for saws, hammers and other tools.

At this moment, Sister Joan of Arc came up and stood in front of the wooden wall: "What are you going to do?" ”

"We want to save our king! Lady Jeanne d'Arc, please don't stand in our way. ”

"Nope! What you can't do, he's your king, he believes in you, so you should trust him even more, he knows what he's doing. ”

"But ma'am...... Your Majesty is in danger now. ”

"I know that among all the people present, I am afraid that there is no one who is more worried about him than I am, but I trust him more than these, he is God's chosen Emperor of Europa, the Messiah of the new millennium with the mandate of heaven, believe in him, trust him, do not try to stop him, please."

Joan of Arc cried as she spoke, and finally she couldn't say any more, and fell to the wall, crying bitterly, and the Norman warriors also cried out, and the warriors felt that the pain was completely incapable of showing respect for a great leader, and they drew their daggers and cut their faces, and used blood instead of tears, in this extreme way to express their grief and reverence for Randy.

Gradually, the crowd began to disperse......

Of course, there were some people who were inspired by Randy to follow his example and climb to the other side of the camp, but they were eventually organized by the field medic led by Hippocrates.

In the end, only Joan of Arc and the little nun stayed by the side of this wall, set up another tent, and waited for the good news, or ...... News!

On the other side of the wall, Randy comforts the soldiers who are not yet seriously ill and can still move, and then goes to the tent to visit the dying soldiers before going to his own work and leading the soldiers to pray.

Prayer is important and the most important part of it. Lime was brought in from outside the wall to disinfect the camp, cotton masks were provided to the soldiers, and the meal distribution system was strictly enforced, and it was strictly forbidden to drink raw water.

Personally, Randy felt that due to the recent floods, the corpses in the water caused a plague, so he took the soldiers to open several wells of water for cooking and drinking.

Perhaps because of Randy's proper measures, the mortality rate in the quarantine area began to drop significantly, and the soldiers gradually had hope again, looking at Randy who was busy day and night, the Norman soldiers' love for their monarch rose to the extreme!

It wasn't until a few days later that some of the soldiers realized that something was wrong, and their cough, fever, chest swelling, and throat and tongue congestion gradually disappeared, and their original energy returned to their bodies.

"Unbelievable, but it looks like you've been cured, and so are those people." Hippocrates, arguably the best doctor in all of Europa, spoke in a surprised tone to the soldiers who were examined.

That is to say...... Are we alright? Won't die? Although they had been mentally prepared, when they were finally told this, the Norman soldiers were still carried away by happiness.

"Of course! Unless you seek your own death! Hippocras, who was in a relaxed mood, made a rare joke, and then the Norman soldiers cheered loudly.

And so the miracle happened, within ten days of Randy's entry into the quarantine zone, not a single patient in the quarantine area died due to serious illness, but on the contrary, the first soldiers who had been proven by Hippocrates to have succeeded in curing the plague appeared, and the warriors rejoiced, taking all this as proof that Randy had been blessed by God, and the whole army, and even in all of Venice, all of Northern Italy, and all of Europa, Asia Minor, the Middle East, Central Asia, and North Africa, and people would soon get the news.

"In any case, or their false gods, demons, in short, this person does have some supernatural power to help." These are the words of the Ottoman Turkish Sultan, Suleiman, when he learned the news, in private talking to their cronies.

Of course, after this, the Sultan added: "If this is true." ”

After a month, the vast majority of the soldiers were cured, and only a very small number of soldiers were left unsaved because of the long delay and the excessive consumption of physical strength and energy.

Randy eventually cremated and buried them, and erected a monument here with the inscription: "I will fulfill my promise to bury them here, and those who pass by please take care of them, they are the warriors of the Norman kingdom, and I am the soldiers of Randy von Hoffmann." ”

And repeatedly instructed the Venetian governor Witte not to touch a single plant or tree here, because the Normans were buried here.

"I really don't know, Your Majesty, it seems that you are not as ruthless as some people say, and I seem to like you a little." Nurse Nightingale, who had been with Randy all these days, doing her best for these Norman soldiers, said this to Randy after it was all over.

"Really? Perhaps! Randy shrugged, looking very flat.

When the doctor announced that the plague had finally passed and that victory belonged to His Majesty Randy and his loyal soldiers, the barracks was in a revelry, and the quarantine area was joined by the normal barracks soldiers, tearing down the wooden wall, lighting torches, hugging each other and cheering loudly, and some soldiers proposed to remember this day forever and pass it on as a holiday, and the others quickly accepted the idea.

September 25, 1103 A.D., is designated as Carnival, known as the day of the Norman plague and the day of the apparition of His Majesty Randy.

In order to curry favor with this mighty army, as well as His Majesty King Randy, the Governor of Venice, Witte, spent a lot of money to buy all the wine and ale he could buy, and provided it to the people who participated in the carnival free of charge, and the soldiers and citizens played from day to night, dancing, singing, jousting, archery, wrestling, horse racing, whether it was a nobleman or a commoner.

Emissaries from other countries also came to join in the fun, and even the Papal States emissaries announced in public that the Papal States would crown Randy as emperor, which also brought the carnival to a climax, and the protests of the emissaries of the Holy Roman Empire, as well as the nobles who participated in it, were overshadowed by louder cheers.

Randy's name was mentioned the most during the revelry, and the soldiers raised their glasses and toasted the most: "For the health of our great Emperor Majesty!" ”

The excitement was so great that some even claimed that cheers could be heard hundreds of kilometers outside of Rome.

As the focus of this event, Randy is naturally the star of this carnival, no matter where he goes, there will be soldiers around him to toast, and excitedly greet him, swear allegiance, until the end even those Italians who were not Norman soldiers are no exception, some dazed young people directly swear allegiance to Randy, expressing their willingness to join Randy's army, and some even claim that if Randy is willing to be the king of Lombardy, then the vast majority of Italians will also support him.

Of course, Randy didn't take these words seriously, but after the Italians came to their senses the next day, there were really some people who insisted on joining Randy's army, and they ran back to their homes, sold all their savings, bought weapons and equipment, and swore allegiance to Randy.

The total number of these Italian soldiers was more than 200, so Randy organized them into an independent brigade, mainly responsible for the crossbowmen's support and attack.

In this way, Randy was pleasantly surprised to find that the opportunity for crossbowmen to level up again had arrived!

Your crossbowmen can be upgraded to giant shield crossbowmen for two gold each, which is not as powerful as Genoa's super powerful giant shield crossbowmen, but it is also up to the average level of Northern Italy, which makes Randy, who originally wanted to completely remove the crossbowmen unit and focus the long-range strike force on the longbowmen, change his mind.

It seems that crossbowmen still have a lot of potential to be tapped, so it's a pity to give up, the two technologies of pulley crossbow and steel crossbow, but also because of the improvement of forging and mechanical science and technology, you can start researching, as long as these two technologies are successfully researched, then the future of crossbowmen is promising!

(End of chapter)