When a winning army returns, what kind of reward will it get?

The cheers of the people, the support of the masses, the fragrant kisses of the maidens, the awards, the flowers, the wine, the revelry, and a grand triumphal ceremony. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now, this is the time.

The children picked countless flowers from the field, white, red, yellow, blue, and colorful, and the maidens carefully removed the petals from the branches, put them into the clay pot on the side, and then kneaded the branches together with their dexterous hands to form a beautiful wreath, ready to present to the heroes who returned from the expedition. Many craftsmen gathered together, put down their work, and began to build a solemn triumphal arch, and they used stone as the base, and carved all kinds of patterns in praise of heroes on the stone, and finally made swords out of iron, hung on the top of the door, and decorated with red silk, symbolizing force and victory.

Then there were the merchants who came from afar, who prepared a lot of food and wine, and wanted to make a fortune on the festive day, and the bards, who weaved beautiful poems, as if they were beautiful dreams, and of course, more ordinary peasants, among whom were their fathers or brothers, who were full of excitement and ready to welcome their loved ones.

Finally, in the midst of all the attention, the triumphal ceremony began.

"Soldiers, stand up! Lift your chest! Today is our day! It's a day to be proud of! ”

At that time, in front of the soldiers who were about to triumph, the little Count Tang wore a magnificent robe, put on a crown that belonged to him, and rode a high-headed horse, even this horse, which was dressed in brocade and gold and silver, and looked very luxurious. The knights also brought out their best clothes, put on their best armor, and most importantly, they all wore a long scarlet cloak behind them, which covered their backs, highlighting their distinctive status and majesty.

As for the soldiers of the Count of Don, they were not badly dressed, the leather armor worn outside the lined cotton clothes, or the newly repaired chain mail, as well as the high hats and boots, each and every one of them was newly issued, specially prepared for this triumph - although the Count of Little Tang felt that it was good to use the original worn leather armor, which could show the cruelty of war and the tenacity of the soldiers, but in the end they were rejected by the knights of Alcobar and the priest Philip.

The reason for their refusal is also very simple, you have to think more about your subordinates, triumphant, triumphant, such a rare, even once-in-a-lifetime thing, do you want us to spend it with regrets?

But the equipment has improved, the costumes have been updated, and the soldiers have become anxious, which is also understandable, because these soldiers were originally honest farmers, they are not like the knights on top, they have long been accustomed to being the focus of attention, more often they are hidden in the shadows, becoming a dispensable decoration, a passer-by, and now, today, all of a sudden, let them be the protagonists, how can this not make them panic!

"Calm, calm...... Attention! ”

Seeing that the camp was getting more and more noisy, and the original pacification was useless, Count Tang immediately roared with all his strength, and the soldiers heard 'Lizheng', and reflexively stood straight and motionless, and the camp immediately fell silent.

"What are you panicking about! Panic what! Isn't it just a triumphal pose, what's the difference between it and your usual training, there is a training ground to walk, and you won't go if you go here? ”

The soldiers were silent, not knowing what to say, and even more, in the case of 'standing upright', they could not speak until they had the permission of Count Don Jr.

"People have been killed, blood has been seen, the battlefield has come all the way, and now you are not allowed to kill or set fires, there is no danger at all, why are you panicking?"

The more Count Tang spoke, the more angry he became, and finally he simply roared like this:

"Now let me line up and walk until I am satisfied and say stop!"

"Yes, sir!"

“……”

Well, actually, I want to say, Count Don, you are also panicking.

But no matter what, time doesn't stop because of people's hearts, and as the morning sun rises little by little, it's time.

Inherited from the Roman triumphal ceremony, the triumphant has to cross the streets of Rome from the Plaza de Maltes to the temple of Jupiter Capitolinus on the top of Capitol, and then offer sacrifices to the gods, and finally end with a grand banquet, of course, 700 years have passed since the Roman era, and no fool will follow the Roman etiquette to triumph, so the order of triumph will change a little differently.

The first to enter were the mounted crossbowmen, who were the most important contributors to the battle, and these mounted crossbowmen, all dressed in new white robes, were allowed to pin a bunch of purple lavender to their chests, which made them look tall and remarkable, but they rode their horses, still in a neat formation, without the slightest confusion.

Behind the cavalry were extra-long pikemen, which was already a class of troops that the people of Desmond were accustomed to, but every time they saw it, they would be shocked again, neatly dressed, neatly armoured, neatly arrayed, each one was neat, hundreds of people looked no different from one person, whether it was from the front or from the side.

Then there were the sword and shield men, and the crossbow archers, all in the same order, and in the center of these arrays were guarded by twelve knights of the Knights of Desmond.

"Long live the Earl!"

"Long live the Earl!"

At that time, the moment the little Count Tang appeared, the whole triumphant atmosphere immediately reached a climax, for the people of Desmond, the life of the past year was simply unimaginable, everyone had food, everyone had clothes to wear, children would not be starved to death, mother-in-law would not be frozen to death, such a life had never appeared even in a dream, and now it has come true!

Who brought this life? The memory of the masses is not bad to that point, every time they think of their past life, their loyalty to Count Tang is higher, so it can be said that these people have become Count Tang's brainless fans.

"Hurry up, stop them, don't let them break through the blockade!"

The fanatical crowd pushed the guards who were responsible for maintaining order, the peasants trained by the students, and the people who were close to madness shouted loudly on the road where Count Don Jr. passed, throwing personal items such as handkerchiefs, flowers, fruits, and even earrings and rings at him, and Count Don's face changed on the spot.

And the crazy actions of these people also frightened the knights. If there's an assassin or something, a throwing knife or something, it's going to make a big fuss. Although the Count of Little Tang still had armor in his fine clothes, although before the triumphal procession, the insider Leis checked the welcome crowd a hundred times, a hundred times, but what if, what if! Taking another 10,000 steps back, even if nothing happens, there are no assassins and no spies, but if the people really rush in, how can this triumphant ceremony be opened, and let Count Xiao Tang sign them one by one?

So the knights immediately commanded the army that was walking in front of the phalanx, and immediately divided a part to maintain order, the regular army was always much stronger than the militia, although the crazy people cried and bitten, kicked and beaten, but with the support of these regular troops who specialized in arrays, the situation was stabilized.

After that, at the end of the procession, after receiving the blessing of Priest Philip, the atmosphere of the whole procession finally reached its peak, all the people knelt down and shouted 'Long live' to Count Xiao Tang, although there should have been an enthusiastic speech on the original script of Count Xiao Tang, but in the face of such a fanatical public, in the face of cheers like waves one after another, layer after layer of cheers, Count Xiao Tang could only be silent, waving his hand to accept.

But, even so, the heart of the little Count Don was happy.

"This is my land, this is my people, this is my everything, I am Donchester McCaffeye, I am the Earl of Desmond, I will swear that I will use everything I have, and I will not let the people here suffer again!"