It's dawn.

Armored sergeants cleaned up the battlefield.

Lothar rolled up the sleeves of Pranya's shirt, looked at the burned and curled skin on it, and said with some distress: "I'll bandage you." ”

Pranya shook his head, reached out and pressed it on his arm, rubbing it gently.

A layer of skin was rubbed off, revealing only the new skin that was white and tender like a newborn at the back.

Looking at Lothar's surprised expression, the corners of Prajna's mouth curled slightly.

"I'm fine, just do what you have to do."

Lothar looked at the rare smiling face of Prajna, subconsciously stretched out her hand, pressed it on her cheek, and squeezed it gently, revealing cute little tiger teeth.

Pranya's appearance always makes people ignore her own professional positioning.

"Thank you, I don't know how many times I'd have died without you."

He thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"No... It doesn't have to be so polite. ”

She raised her hand a little uncomfortably, trying to take Lothar's hand away, but stopped halfway through: "Go quickly, it is my natural duty to protect you." ”

Lothar nodded deeply and led the soldiers to begin collecting the booty from the bandit camp.

The robbers who laid down their arms, were tied up in a long line.

The hussars guarding them cried out, "Our lord, a holy man beloved by the Father, who has made a promise not to harm your lives, will not break this oath, and if you are honest enough, all will live!" ”

Some of the armored sergeants were touching the corpses, while others were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in search of wealth.

At this time, someone shouted, "My lord, I have found their vault." ”

The seizure went to private ownership.

But the seizures that Lothar spoke of were only the armor and belongings that the robbers carried with them, whether it was pack animals or the robbers' treasures, all belonged to Lothar.

That's a rare gesture of generosity.

After all, the armor and weapons of these armored sergeants, even themselves, belonged to Lothar.

Lothar hurried over, and was immediately struck by the array of gold and silver coins, sculptures, silks, precious stones, spices, and other things.

These riches, if all converted into gold coins, would be worth at least three thousand Souleds!

This is still under the premise that last night, the bandit leader held a big sacrifice and consumed a lot.

"No wonder many lords are keen on looting, and there is no business that comes faster than robbery."

Lothar muttered to herself.

As soon as this money arrives, he will not have to worry about military spending for a long time in the future.

"Ryan, Moder, you two overseers, load these belongings into the cart and prepare to transport them back to Jogrüsburg."

"Hans, take some of your men and take those robber captives to Calleburg as a welcome gift to our neighbors."

...

Not far from the inside of the Kahler Castle.

Countess Stephanie, who had been sleepless all night, suddenly received news that made her eyes widen.

"How is this possible?"

The subordinate said sharply: "Madam, everything is what I have seen with my own eyes, the carriage of the Baron of Yogrussburg transporting the treasure, and the captured Bedouin robbers, lined up in a long line, not only me, but many people have seen it with their own eyes. ”

"Madam, the messenger of the Baron of Jorgesburg has arrived, and he has delivered a letter."

"Bring it!"

Countess Stephanie held her breath, took the envelope, opened it, and saw that her face was much gentler.

On the letter, the font is beautiful and the wording is elegant.

"Dear Lady Stephanie, I am your admirer Lothar, and I heard of your reputation for generosity long before I arrived in the Holy Land.

As a devout believer, I would like to thank you for your selfless gifts and donations to the pilgrims.

Unfortunately, on my trip to visit you, I was attacked by a gang of desert bandits.

This ruined the meeting that should have taken place last night, but the situation is urgent, and I am as destitute as I am, and I can no longer afford to lose this gift to you.

Fortunately, I have inquired about the stronghold of these desert bandits, so I have decided to exterminate this bandit that is rampaging through the Jordan River valley as a welcome gift to your neighbors. ”

"Oh, this Baron of Lothar is full of nonsense."

Lady Stephanie sneered, "Who doesn't know that this group of heretic robbers, once they have the idea of revealing their hiding place, they will be immediately consumed by demonic fire. ”

"It seems that we all underestimated this young man."

"That's right, how can anyone who can be favored by His Majesty the King be an ordinary person."

"What else did he bring?"

"A group of robber captives. Baron Lothar said that he had spared the lives of the captives, but that it would not make up for the sins they had committed, and that he hoped that you would help sell the infidel captives into slavery, Madame. ”

Lady Stephanie was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "What a betrayal, he just doesn't want to break his oath and truly forgive these villains." ”

"Take them for twenty dinars, and I'll take them to the banks of the Jordan and hang them."

...

Ten days later, everything was on track.

In the early morning, the castle of Jögrüss was already completely new, as if small trebuchets were placed on the newly built city walls, and on the battlements.

Two carpenters are building an irrigation canal to the village below the hill with the well in the castle as the center.

The villagers, who came from various villages and prepared for Mass, watched with trepidation at the guarded door, their bright armor.

Each of them was armed with two-handed axes and clad in layers of chain mail, some of whom were even acquaintances they had known before.

At this moment, he held the axe with a cold face, and looked them up and down with a wary gaze.

A fierce atmosphere silenced the villagers who had come to Mass.

Knight Hans was temporarily appointed to celebrate Mass.

This is clearly out of order.

But Lothar's prestige in Jogrüsburg seemed to have reached a level comparable to that of His Majesty the Pope, and many of them turned a blind eye to what seemed to others to be an act of complete rebellion.

Leonard, a fanatic, shouted in private: "The will of the lord is the will of the Father!" Because the Lord is the Son, and the Son, the Holy Spirit, and the Father are Trinity. ”

…

During these ten days, Lothar got two new card draws, a Varangian guard barracks and a city wall, two building cards.

There is nothing to say about the city wall, the first level of the city wall is only on the original foundation, heightened, strengthened the Jogris Castle, and did not expand the size of the castle.

The Varangian Guard, an existing infantry regiment in the Eastern Empire, was composed mostly of Vikings from Northern Europe, Albion and Novgorod.

Training one also costs fifty Souledes, and the training limit for a baron title is 100.

Most of them were heavy infantry armed with two-handed axes and shields, replacing the "Praetorian Guards" with a fine tradition of killing kings, and became the standing mercenary group guarding the imperial palace of the Eastern Empire.

In terms of combat effectiveness, they did step on the ceiling of the infantry in this era, but the problem is that there are very few opportunities for infantry to exert their might in this era, except for defending and besieging cities.

For the same price, Lothar would rather build another horse and train as hussars than the Varangian Guard.

Therefore, in the past ten days, Lothar only selected ten of the most elite armored sergeants, including Ryan and Moder, to be transferred to the Varangian Guard to serve as his personal guard.

Twilight hour.

A well-worded letter was handed over by the messenger.

"War is coming, Baron Lothar, as a baron in the service of the royal family, I have called you to Jerusalem in the name of the king of Jerusalem, your vassal, and you are to take all your cavalry with you."

This letter is from Baldwin IV.