This attack continued into the afternoon, when the main force of the Crusaders had marched to an abandoned hamlet called Mariscalia. Due to the broken houses in the village, the Arab hussars could no longer do the same raids as during the day. Because there was no way to retreat quickly, and this kind of attack would not do much damage to the crusaders hiding in the villages.

Although there was no harassment from the Arab cavalry, the Crusaders did not escape their fate! This abandoned village, halfway between Safulia and Tiberias, still has no water! The crusader soldiers, freed from the constant harassment, sat on the dry sandy and gravel floor of the village, took off their helmets, exuded a heavy smell of sweat, smoked throats, and urgently needed water to moisten them. But when you look up, the sun is blazing, and when you look down at the dry land in the Middle East, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you won't see the damp soil.

The crusader wounded cried out for water, but not a drop of water moistened their tongues. Outside the village, enemy light cavalry roamed around, shouting praises to Allah for bringing the Christians before their eyes. Some mischievous Arab soldiers even set fire to the bushes around the village, and the green smoke that rose from it made the Crusaders even more thirsty!

To add to the desperation, the Earl of Raymond, who had rushed to the vicinity of the Tiberias, sent a messenger urging his troops to march at once to Cape Harding, and to the source of the Hamam River before nightfall.

However, the Templar commander Gerrard dissuaded King Guy from letting his troops advance any longer, for the soldiers had been fighting the Arabs all day in extreme thirst and were too tired to march! March, let's have a glass of water first!

"He's going to let my soldiers go forward! This war maniac, is his mind full of attacks? My poor children's tongues are already as dry as skin! If there is no water, no one wants my soldiers to go one step further! Gerrard pulled a soldier who was napping against the wall, pointed to his chapped lips, and roared at Guy, "Look at it! Look! God, you still want to listen to that vile rebel! I want water! My warriors need water! ”

It was this fatal dissuasion that led to the historical crusaders, who were ultimately not able to drink a sip of water in the next two days of fighting! Could it be the same in this vow-bearer scenario?

However, the Crusader side of the Ring Bearers were able to understand the decision to rest on the spot, because the Crusaders were indeed tired. But not so much that it was impossible to march. Some of the vow-bearers who didn't know the history and didn't bring enough drinking water with them, which drove them crazy. But there was one person who was happy......

"Honorable King Bixia, Honorable Archbishop, Honorable Archmaster." Oslo saluted the three crusader bosses with a smile on his face, and the clump of flowers on his face was about to drip water.

"I heard you have a way to quench the thirst of the army!" Gerrard waved his hand, interrupting Oslo's hypocritical politeness, and now he was also thirsty.

"Yes!" Oslo immediately straightened his mind, although he couldn't be happier, "but it needs a little ......"

"You want to sell us water, don't forget that you're a crusader yourself!" Gerrard was a little impatient.

"Oh, Your Excellency, Grand Master! God, how could I, in the presence of a pious archbishop, be like a greedy Venetian merchant who made a fortune of war? Oslo hurriedly argued.

"And what do you need?" King Guy calms down the irascible Gerrard.

"I, Oslo in Iron Armor, just need the great King of Jerusalem, Bixia, a promise!"

"What promise?" The three bigwigs were very curious.

Oslo smiled like a fox, but immediately gave a determined, heavy expression. It's a shame that this guy doesn't act, "I'm a lowly apostle born on the island of Cyprus, and my poor family, the only bit of land on that island, has been taken away by the infidels!" I hope that King Bixia will promise me, grant me the nobility of the island of Cyprus, and let those hateful heretics return the land of my family! ”

As soon as this request was made, the audience was stunned. Because now the island of Cyprus is still in the hands of the Byzantine nobility, under the rule of the Greek nobleman Isaac Ducasse Komnenos of Constantinople, this guy hates all the Franks, that is, the Crusaders! Therefore, Oslo's words are easily believed and cannot be verified. If you agree to this request, you agree to give the enemy's territory to the man who might save the crusaders.

This was a common practice of the Crusaders, because there were many broken nobles and some children of nobles who did not inherit the right to join the Crusaders, and by participating in the Crusaders, they plundered their territories through their exploits, and the Holy See also issued a decree that Crusader knights were exempt from taxes. It was so easy for King Guy! In fact, it doesn't matter if Oslo has a family fiefdom on the island of Cyprus or not, just an excuse, what matters is whether Oslo can have this feat! If he could find a source of water......

"Haha! You're a smart guy! I think God is willing to grant his devout wishes too! Is that right? Archbishop of Acre? Guy cunningly dragged the archbishop into the water.

Archbishop Acre bowed slightly, his duty was to promise the faithful all kinds of unattainable needs, "it is natural, as long as this devout believer can help our righteous army, God will grant him all reasonable requests." ”

Guy smiled and clapped his hands, "Then do it, if you can find water for the Crusaders in this vicinity, you are the Count of the island of Cyprus, oh no, the Duke!" The island of Cyprus is your territory! ”

Oslo was unmoved, and quietly asked: "Please King Bixia give me a power of attorney!" ”

"That's easy!" King Guy was not pretentious, and asked his attendants to bring parchment and sign a formal power of attorney, which carefully stated in French all the rights and territorial scope of the authorized person's 'Ironclad Oslo'. Then the seal was stamped, and the Archbishop of Acre also signed the authorization of the Holy See on this power of attorney, and the tax exemption of this fief was subject to the recognition of the Holy See. It's just that until this power of attorney takes effect, I don't know if it will be the year of the monkey. But the last thing a vow-taker lacks is historical time, isn't it.

Oslo solemnly accepted the authorization, and then he received a reminder from the ring that he had received a very important nobility appointment authorization for the scene, which would take effect in future scenarios. As long as the Crusaders occupy the island, this power of attorney will take effect! You know, during the Third Crusade, Richard the Lionheart took the island of Cyprus and used it as a permanent base for the Crusaders! This is a very valuable scene identity prop!

Oslo's hands are shaking a little! Boss, you really didn't lie to me! Oslo half-knelt down and made a standard knightly salute to the king and archbishop.

At this time, Gerard smiled strangely: "Our Excellency Duke of Cyprus, where is the water source you promised?" ”

Oslo respectfully said, "Please come with me......"

In the remote and dilapidated agricultural warehouse, more than 200 barrels of cool and pure fresh water are carefully hidden! They are all served in the largest wine barrels on the market! Among them, there are actually more than a dozen barrels of Haode wine!

"I have to say, for the sake of this sweet wine, it is very worthwhile to make you Duke of the island of Cyprus! You are a nobleman who knows how to enjoy. King Guy tasted the wine and said with joy. Today is really a good day, with a fictitious duke title, in exchange for the precious resources of the Crusaders' victory!

Oslo was even happier and toasted with the three Crusader bosses, who spent all his time on the barrels and water, as well as delicious wine, which made him a thousand times more rewarded! It's a joy for all......

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