Chapter 43: The Return
This battle, in the end, did not start.
In fact, when the enemy discovered that Lothar and his party had not carried a cart or caravan full of gold and silver treasures, they had already retreated.
The reason why he still came up was just trying to extort some money.
This is an era of big fish eating small fish.
At any time, in any battle, we must consider the cost-effectiveness of input and output.
If he loses too many cronies, he is likely to shake his position, and the benefits will be small.
In addition, there is a possibility that the reinforcements sent by Savertine will be flanked back and forth.
The enemy retreated on their own initiative.
When Lothar asked him to sign up, he didn't dare to answer this question, which shows that this is not a reckless person who cares about it when his head is hot.
"Lothar, at this time, you must not choose to hand over our wealth."
"In this desert, there is no morality and no norms that can restrain your enemies, and handing over your wealth will not only not make the enemy stop, but will expose your weakness and deception."
Abdullah walked side by side with Lothar and taught him by word and deed.
Lothar drew inferences and said, "It will also greatly demoralize the soldiers, and even if they originally planned to let us go, the enemy may change their minds." ”
"That's right!"
...
Two full days passed.
They bypassed Ilbid, where Savertine was stationed himself, and chose a farther and more inaccessible path to avoid the enemy they might run into.
Lothar didn't have the confidence to run into Savodin again, and still be able to fool himself through his presence.
"After this hill, there is Camont in front of you."
Abdullah smiled and stopped in front of a sand dune.
Lothar's expression was a little complicated: "Are you leaving?" ”
Abdullah nodded, "The flame is on it, Lord Lothar, it is my honor to fight alongside you. If after this time... I'm still alive, and I might choose to take the boys to you. ”
After saying that, he added with a smile: "I hope you already have a rich enough fief by then, because the young men under my command need a lot of salaries." ”
"I promise I will."
Lothar patted Abdullah on the shoulder, looked at the Kurdish cavalry behind him, and said sincerely:
"You are the most valiant and combative cavalry I have ever seen, and I am proud to have served as your commander, and I wish you all the best on this journey."
He touched his shoulder with his right hand and bowed his head slightly: "May the Father bless you and the flame burn forever." ”
The Kurdish cavalrymen touched their shoulders with their hands and saluted in return.
During this time, they also got along well with Lothar.
This changed their original stereotype of the Crusader aristocracy.
Of course, with Lothar's mysterious "witchcraft", the Kurdish cavalry's feelings towards Lothar became three points of favor and seven points of fear.
Abdullah was a little moved, but he laughed and said, "Lothar, you pray to the two gods one after another, this is not pious at all. ”
Lothar smiled and said, "Perhaps, my god and your god are actually the same god?" After all, they are all creators. ”
"Perhaps."
Abdullah was noncommittal about Losa's blasphemous words.
He left Lothar's side, nodded to Hans, looked at the two "witches", and stroked their shoulders in turn.
"Goodbye, two distinguished ladies."
"Goodbye, brave and industrious squire."
Hans hurriedly returned the salute.
was still a little flattered, but when I heard the evaluation of the word "hardworking", I couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment.
Could it be that I am just a handyman with my lord?
He made one last look at Lothar, a smile on his sun-tanned face, and his teeth were white.
Immediately, the cavalry slowly departed in turn.
Lothar watched the back of Abdullah and the Kurdish cavalry in the distance, as if on the bank of the Yishui River, watching Jing Ke assassinate Qin's Gao gradually leaving.
After a long time, he let out a long sigh.
How many waves can a few dozen cavalry make in Syria, where there are 100,000 troops?
Even if this 100,000 army is only an approximate number, even if it is divided by ten times, only 10,000 people are still not a behemoth that can be shaken by just a few dozen cavalry.
"This is a group of warriors worthy of respect, and their loyalty to their monarch is better than that of the vast majority of knights of this age."
Hans's face was full of emotion.
Lothar patted Hans on the shoulder: "I've worked hard for you these past few days. ”
Hans nodded approvingly, "Indeed, my lord. You left all the menial work to me, and I had to pitch two tents and feed eight horses by myself. I sincerely hope that you will find a few companions for me soon. ”
Lothar's face darkened.
Bad luck!
Didn't this kid curse me to only draw one star card next?
"Come less, I won't help less!"
Without waiting for him to refute, Lothar said, "Speed up, let's hurry into the city and rest." ”
The last thing he wants to do right now is take a cold shower.
He hadn't taken a shower for nearly a week, and he was constantly sweating in the scorching sun every day, even with the small air conditioner of Prajna cooling down.
Kemont is a somewhat dilapidated frontier city.
The fence, due to disrepair, peeled off large pieces of wall skin.
Occasionally, passing caravans enter the city, but they only stop for a short time before going deep inland.
There were no fountains in the city, only a filthy drainage ditch running through the middle of the city, which was covered with a thick layer of slippery filth that smelled like a sun-dried dry toilet.
It is located on the northeastern frontier of the Kingdom of Jerusalem, and to the north is the former Duchy of Antioch, now the Syrian Viceroyalty of the Ayyubid Kingdom.
As a gateway city.
Saladin's 100,000-strong army in the north was constantly on the side, so even the lords of the city abandoned their fiefdoms and went to the royal palace in Jerusalem to serve as the warden.
In the tavern.
A few guests were drinking.
Lothar and his party pushed the door open, and the two ladies took the lead in finding a corner to sit down, while Lothar and Hans came to the bar.
Someone laughed and teased: "Ha, two noble knights, they actually sit at the same wine table with us, do you want to drink two glasses together?" ”
Lothar smiled humbly and politely: "Of course, I'm in for a treat. ”
As he spoke, a silver coin popped out of his fingers.
"Give them a glass of ale, and to me and my companions."
"Thank you, generous sir!"
"Heavenly Father bless you, Lord Knight."
The guests were smiling.
Lothar popped out two more silver coins and pressed them on the table: "Prepare two clean rooms, and a tub large enough for four people to take a shower." ”
With that, he looked at the guests.
"Gentlemen, has anything unusual happened in the Holy Land these days?"
The guests looked at each other, not quite sure what was rare.
Could it be that the knight also wanted to hear the gossip of the stonemason's woman next door who put a sturdy green hat on her husband while he was away?
At this moment, a well-informed man stood up and said, "Lord Knight, you are a Germanic, aren't you?" ”
Lothar nodded: "That's right, I'm Lothar from Aargau, from Switzerland in Swabia. ”
The man said, "Yesterday I heard from a merchant that your emperor was fighting with the Lombards in the Apennines. ”
"It is said that it was because the Lombards ignored the emperor's orders and resisted the payment of the crusader tax, and the emperor could not bear it anymore, so he decided to do something against them."
"Ahh
Lothar was a little incredulous.
This Emperor Henry was not as ambitious as the famous red-bearded Frederick the Great of the same period in history.
His attitude towards the princes at home, especially the princes of North Apennine, who was separated from Greater Germania by an Alp, had always been quite soft.
Why is it that at this critical moment when the relationship with the Pope is about to be eased, the style of painting has changed abruptly, and it is necessary to use thunderous means?
Someone worried: "In this way, I am afraid that the Germanic crusaders will be able to come over for a long time." ”
"It's a big deal."
Lothar nodded, and raised her glass and poured a large sip of ale wine, this tavern ale has a faint bitterness and malt aroma, the degree is negligible, it is a thirst-quenching artifact.
The man added, "And then there is the Berian of Iberin, who is said to be going to a duel with Guy of Lusignan." ”
At this, his face fluttered, as if he had experienced it himself: "Both of them fell under the skirt of Princess Sibylla, and in order to compete as to who would be more suitable to be the husband of Her Royal Highness, they resolved to have a fair duel of knights in Jerusalem in three days' time." ”