When Lothar came out of the palace, Baron Gofrey was gone.

The waiter handed him a note stating Baron Gofrey's residence in the Holy City.

The waiter said that the baron had invited him to come and be a guest after he had taken care of the matter at hand.

Suddenly from the gloomy court to the scorching sun, Lothar subconsciously covered her eyes.

I sighed in my heart, no wonder that in the main hall, many crusader nobles were dressed as Arabs.

He felt that he really needed an Arabian "kufiyya" loose white robe, plus a white turban.

In my ears, the system's prompt sounds: You have activated and completed the milestone "I have a small estate".

Description: The manor is an important part of the lord's estate, and it is also an important channel for the lord to obtain income.

It's hard at the beginning, you've already got the first manor, will the next second, third be far away?

Activate the Advanced Milestone: "Estate Tycoon" to earn 10 estates, or workshops. （1/10）

You get a card draw.

The corners of Lothar's mouth curled slightly, and sure enough, after arriving at the Holy Land, even if she didn't get the territory, there would be more opportunities to draw cards.

There were so many milestones he had designed that he couldn't even remember.

Frigila, who had been waiting outside for a long time, took the lead in coming forward: "What's the matter, smiling so happily?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that we have been given an estate in the city of Jerusalem, where we can settle down, and we won't have to stay in an inn anymore."

Frigila's face showed joy, and then she straightened her face again, and snorted coldly: "Can a small manor make you happy?" ”

"At the beginning, I lived in the palace of the Blood King's Court, which was built by the Blood Lord who recruited tens of thousands of werewolves to work for labor, and it took three full years to build."

"The royal palace of Jerusalem is nothing more than the farm of a small country lord."

Fringira tried to make herself more reserved and noble, but Lothar didn't eat her at all, and pushed her aside with a perfunctory face.

"Yes, yes, my Highness Princess."

Praruo looked at this scene lightly, and still did not show any emotion on his face.

But Lothar smiled at her gently.

He has always had a special affection for Prajna, who started from scratch together, accompanied day and night, and listened to his heart, like friends and relatives.

Of course, it is not excluded that there is a trace of love between men and women.

Getting along with a woman with such a look, if there is no love between men and women, it can only be a eunuch in the court of the Eastern Empire.

Lothar came to the crowd and said in a deep voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have been summoned today by His Majesty the King, and I have pledged allegiance to him, and His Majesty has given me a manor house to be our residence in Jerusalem."

"It's great that Your Majesty appreciates your lord so much!"

"I've heard that many knights from Gaul have been turned away when they want to see His Majesty!"

"Your Excellency, you look like you're about to make your way to the top."

Hans, Ryan, and Moder are all happy.

The people also felt honored.

Ever since they had followed Lothar across the ocean to the Holy Land, their fate had been closely linked to Lothar.

Lothar let them live, and they could live, and Lothar let them die, and they had to die.

Legally, although they were free people, they were in fact no different from serfs, because the law-maker was Lothar, who could change his mind at any time.

Those who can barely be considered "free" are the craftsmen and merchants of the free city-states.

"Lord Lothar, you have obtained the manor, should we have a field to plant?"

Someone said with a worried face.

It would be great if you could not fight and kill.

Even in places like the Austrian frontiers, not all of them are brave and aggressive.

"I'm afraid not."

Lothar shook his head: "The manor given to me by His Majesty is not a knight's fiefdom, but a villa-like estate, which can live in people, but has no land and no serfs. ”

This is obviously not up to the standard of "territory", and there is no way to help him activate the system.

"I see."

The man looked lost.

Of all the male lords, he was the weakest in character, and his hands trembled when he slew robbers with his sword.

"Your name is Dieter, I remember your name."

Dieter muttered quietly, "It's Lord Tver." ”

Lothar's tone was slightly choked, and he continued: "I know you don't like war, but you must know that if I get a fief and give you land in the future, will you be able to keep your land?" ”

"Or do you think that if the heretics come and kill your lord, you will be able to survive alone?"

"I..."

Tver was stunned for a moment.

Lothar looked at the others: "It is up to you to tremble in the face of the robbers' butcher's knives, as before, or to use the spears and shields I have given you to rise up and resist." ”

"My promise will never change, once you get the fief, you will all get your own land, but how much to grant is based on military industry."

"Tver, you coward!"

Someone yelled.

Andreas, a valet who had previously served as a knight, gave him a hard kick: "Tver, serving the lord is an oath we have made together, if you dare to break it, we will not spare you, and when you die, you will definitely be punished in hell!" ”

Tver looked aggrieved and said, "I didn't, I didn't want to break my oath... I'm just asking my lord, I prefer farming. ”

Lothar patted him on the shoulder and pulled him up from the ground: "It's right to like farming, and when I get the fief, you can give me a good study on how to increase food production." ”

He said with a pleasant face: "Now, let's go back to the manor given to me by His Majesty to rest, these days are in a hurry, hard work for everyone." The name of the estate was Konstanz, which was chosen by my father, perhaps because my uncle was the Archbishop of Konstanz. ”

On the way back, Lothar instructed Ryan and Modell:

"Now that we have a stronghold, we can already train a new army, Ryan, Moder, I'll leave it to the two of you at this time, remember, to use our 7... No, it's 6 male lords as the backbone. ”

He lowered his voice: "You can look at Tver again, and if he really can't do it well, give up on him and let him be a farmer." ”

"The criteria for selecting sergeants are not based on anything else, only talent."

He didn't care about the physical fitness of the pilgrims, because there was no need for it.

In addition to malnutrition, those who can trek to the Holy Land with difficulty are all physically strong.

Even if you are still relatively thin now, you can fill your stomach and recover after a good period of time.

He also doesn't care about loyalty, and it is simply impossible to be absolutely loyal when he doesn't dare to come up with some ideas that are ahead of the times to conquer the hearts of the army.

And the beliefs, laws, and morals of this era are enough to ensure that these armies built by him have loyalty above the standard line.

Lothar emphasized: "An illiterate person should be a petty officer at most, and he must be mainly Germanic, otherwise he will not understand the language, let alone have any combat effectiveness." ”

Jerusalem lacks everything, but there is no shortage of pilgrims without work.

There's a lot of room for him to sift through.

"It is necessary to be the first to sign up for pilgrim sergeants tomorrow, because the kingdom is also planning to arm the pilgrims to defend the holy place."

"We've got to pick out the best of them, and remember to do what I said, paint more pies."

Lotsa's tone paused slightly, and she said helplessly: "Our family background is still thin, and we can't give too good conditions, so we can only draw cakes." ”

Ryan and Moder both nodded their heads, both of them knowing the meaning of the word "painted cake".

But they interpret this as a commitment.

"The number of people is fifty, and everyone must wear armor, whether it is leather armor, armor, or scale armor. In addition, each of them was to be armed with a skin shield and a spear with a fine iron spearhead. ”

"When purchasing these military supplies, you can find Andreas, who used to be a knight's valet, he attended church school for two years, and he is also good at dealing with the most fraudulent merchants."

The Count of Werner was armed with a hundred sergeants, and he was a dignified earl.

Lothar didn't plan to be ambitious, fifty, enough.

This is an armed force that most knights do not have.

"Hans and I will be invited to Baron Goldfrey's territory during this time, and these matters will be left to the two of you to take care of, so we must do this well."

Lothar's tone paused slightly, but he still drew a cake: "If this matter is done properly, you can each lead a team of sergeants and serve as officers." ”

The two of them immediately looked excited.

"We will definitely live up to the trust of adults."

Lothar bowed slightly, wrinkling her eyebrows, wondering if she had something to explain to the two of them.

This time he went deep into the enemy territory, and he only planned to bring the four servants produced by the system.

The reason why he said it was four was because he hadn't had time to use his new gacha opportunity.

"Oh, by the way, I'll teach you some simple military training techniques when I go back, focusing on making soldiers forbidden by order, and you can decide whether to adopt them or not based on your own experience."

He decided to teach the two of them the means of military training, and the training in the queue was effective for strengthening the discipline of the army at all times.