Jerusalem.

Konstanz estate.

Ryan watched with some boredom as Moder trained the recruits.

Queue up, march with sticks, turn left and right, crouch down and stand up...

It was a mess, and the otherwise clean and tidy manor was full of dust.

"Everyone, stand still until the church bell rings!"

Modell shouted with a serious face.

Under the scorching sun, the heavily armed recruits were already sweating profusely.

If it weren't for the higher salaries offered at the Constance estate and the far more fed than the soldiers conscripted in Jerusalem, these people would not have been able to endure this boring training anyway.

In their opinion, such training is useless.

It's better to take a wooden sword and slash at the target.

It was a quarter of an hour before the church bells rang.

The recruits immediately let out a sigh of relief, slumping or squatting or sitting on the ground.

"Unload your armor and rest!"

Modell ordered.

"Next, I will teach you how to maintain armor and weapons, I think you should know the value of these things, they are also the foundation of your life on the battlefield!"

The recruits' faces were grim, and of course they knew how much a pair of armor was worth.

Normally, it was impossible for lords to give them armor, which was a treatment that only lords' personal guards could have.

This is one of the reasons why the recruits can tolerate this kind of training.

Ryan watched as Modell explained the basics, sitting lazily on the ground.

After a few moments, the presentation ended.

The recruits began the long process of "penalty station" again.

"I know that the purpose of the Lord is to train the 'discipline' of these armored sergeants, so that they can be like arms and fingers on the battlefield, so that they will not be easily broken by the cavalry."

"But this kind of training is so boring that none of the people brought from Austria are of any use."

Moder frowned and said: "Ryan, training the new army is a boring thing, but you must know that this new army is the team of you and me in the future, and the quality of training is related to our future future." ”

A hint of heat flashed in Modell's eyes: "You don't want to be like those knights, wearing bright armor and crisscrossing the battlefield?" ”

"I think about it, but you also see it, these idiots can't even tell the difference between left and right, and they are messy when they practice the rotation method, like a frightened flock, just like this, how can they satisfy adults?"

"Then practice!"

Modell gritted his teeth.

The training of these recruits was indeed somewhat unsatisfactory, because although they were physically strong, most of them were illiterate, and few had attended church schools.

How can we form a dense queue and move forward in unison?

At this time, in the streets and alleys, there was a sound of horses' hooves.

A knight dressed in Saracen-style black scale armor slowly walked into the manor under the surprised gazes of Ryan and Modell.

"Stop, this is Lord Lothar's manor!"

Ryan and Morder immediately took up arms and surrounded them.

Several of the guards also followed with weapons in hand.

"It's only been half a month apart, and you can't even recognize me?"

A familiar voice rang out.

The knight took off the mask and turban around his face: "Ryan, Moder, and my people, long time no see. ”

He set his sights on the recruits, who were training on their feet.

Although their faces were full of surprise and curiosity, they did not disperse because of this, and gathered around to watch the excitement.

"First meeting, my soldiers, I am your lord and allegiance, and the employer who pays your salary, you are well trained, keep it up."

Hans, Pranya, and Fringilla slowly walked into the manor at this time.

"Long time no see, my dear brothers!"

With tears in his eyes, Hans hugged Ryan and Modell.

"Well... Long time no see. ”

The two were taken aback by Hans's enthusiasm.

"Brothers, find a few reliable men, carry the goods on the horses, and take good care of these poor big animals."

Hans, who no longer had to do menial work, felt relieved.

"Modell, you keep training. Come with me, Ryan, I need to find out what's been going on in the manor lately. ”

"My lord, you come with me first."

Ryan took Lothar to the storehouse, pointed to the neatly displayed ordnance here, and said, "Here are a hundred iron spear heads, a leather round shield, sixty kite-shaped shields, a number of armor pieces used to repair armor, iron hammers, and more than ten one-handed hammers. ”

"There are also three bows and two crossbows."

Pope Innocent III had issued a ban on crossbows and crossbows, forbidding the use of crossbows against Christ brothers, but few feudal monarchs would have taken this matter to heart.

What's more, this is Jerusalem, and it is also the pagans that Lothar is going to fight with a bow and crossbow.

"It's good, it's okay to have a bow and crossbow, you don't have to invest a lot of energy, and the main thing at present is to train armored sergeants."

Lothar did not intend to massively form light infantry units.

He raided the castle of Coqb this time and gained a lot of wealth, and in order to form it, he had to form the king of this era, the heavy armored cavalry.

He also had no plans to form a mounted archer.

One is that the training is difficult, not a nomad, if you want to master the kung fu of riding and archery, even if you stop the horse and ride the archery, it will take a lot of training.

In addition, the cavalry archery of this era, because the range of the riding bow is far inferior to that of the infantry bow, it is difficult to penetrate the heavy armor, which is actually just chicken ribs.

The strength of the Tatar cavalry was due to their advanced form of organization, the high mobility obtained by the cavalry units, rather than the archers.

Among the Tatar cavalry, there were a considerable number of heavy cavalry, and the armor rate of the troops was much higher than that of the vast majority of armies of this era, including the Crusaders.

It cannot be said that the Crusader cavalry was defeated by the Tatar cavalry, and the Tatar cavalry was defeated by the Mamluks, and the Mamluk cavalry was defeated by the Crusader knights.

It is ironic that the Crusader cavalry is smaller than the Tatar iron cavalry and smaller than the Mamluks, and smaller than the Crusader cavalry.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the Crusader cavalry is the Tiger tank, and the Tatar iron cavalry is the T34, both of which are superior to each other.

But in this era, the Crusader knights, who were scattered, who admired individual heroism, and had dull tactics, could never defeat the Tatar horsemen.

Leaving the storeroom, Lothar followed Ryan to observe the training of the armored sergeant, and couldn't help but nod secretly.

Unlike Ryan and Moder's high requirements, Lothar knew that it was already very good to be able to recruit and train such a team in just half a month.

And many of these sergeants had seen blood.

The path of the pilgrims is full of dangers, and it takes luck and ability to reach the holy place alive.

Lothar patted Ryan on the shoulder: "Good job, when the training is over, I will go buy some seeds, farm tools, and see if there are blacksmiths and carpenters by the way, the blacksmith shops and workshops in the manor can't be abandoned like this." ”

"Is the stable cared for? These delicate animals can be served urgently, and if they are sick, they must be quarantined in time. ”

Lothar was babbling.

Outside the manor, the sound of horses' hooves was heard.

The knight of the royal family of Jerusalem, dressed in a red and white robe, stopped at the gate of the manor and said in a hurried tone: "Knight of Lothar, Your Majesty has summoned you and asked you to enter the palace immediately for an audience. ”

Lothar hurriedly said, "I know, please let me change my clothes first." ”

The knight shook his head and said, "No need, after you enter the palace, someone will serve you to bathe and change your clothes." ”