A moment later, an attendant returned and handed a note to Count Raymond.

He spread it out and looked at it, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and then he held up the note and motioned for everyone to come closer: "Your Majesty has agreed!" ”

...

Lothar came to the king's chamber as soon as the court meeting was over.

Before Lothar could speak, Baldwin IV said, "You think it's strange, don't you?" ”

"But going north is a move that conforms to the hearts of the people."

"Not only Count Raymond could see Saladin's intentions, but Renard, Hugo, Georgelyn... Many people can see that this is not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy. ”

"If, while you are following me in battle, your territory of Fort Yogruss is attacked by the infidels, will you feel the feeling of returning to Fort Yogruss with your soldiers immediately?"

Lothar was silent.

It's human nature.

For many, the safety of the Holy Land, while important, is less important than their own territory.

"Let those who should return go back, and let those energetic Crusader knights go north and sweep the court, so as to better unite the forces of Jerusalem."

"I see."

Baldwin IV added: "Also, I have seen that Saleh, this little one... Although he was much older than me, I still felt that he was a young man of great spirit, and I made a pact with him to return Aleppo to him after defeating Saladin. ”

"This army marching north is also an opportunity for him, maybe he can call on the resistance and join forces to end Saladin's rule over this."

"Syria is the most important horse breeding ground for Saladin's army, and without Syria, his Mamluk cavalry will be much less threatening."

Lothar pondered for a moment and asked, "My lord, those Assasin assassins I met yesterday were able to stimulate their potential by taking some kind of potion and increase their combat effectiveness... Don't we have anything like that? ”

"Potions..."

Baldwin IV chuckled, "Potions are not far away, and the incense that burns in this room, made of frankincense and myriad, can alleviate my ailments. ”

"Your Majesty, I have always had a question, why did those wizards have such mysterious and powerful power to serve the kings of the world?"

"If they want to assassinate the king, how are we going to deal with it?"

Baldwin IV was a little puzzled, "Didn't you tell you about your two witches?" ”

Lothar shook her head, Prajna and Friengira are not orthodox witches in this world, so naturally they will not know these secrets.

He raised his hand and pointed to the gold trim on the tables and chairs, the golden reliefs on the window frames, the statues of the Holy Angels on the cabinets...

"These are artifacts made of demonic gold, which can limit the magic power of wizards. If it is an arrow made of demonic gold, it can easily penetrate even the defenses of wizards, they do have great power, but the world is also very dangerous for them. ”

"The vast majority of wizards are travelers and potions experts, they travel like ordinary people, and they use their magic to live the long lives they want—they are two completely different species from humans, and they no longer have the human thirst for power and wealth."

Lothar pondered: "So, wizards prefer to be transcendent beings rather than really devote themselves to the fight in the field of power?" ”

"yes, that's too dangerous for them."

"Or rather, they think they're getting too much compared to the risk they're taking."

Baldwin IV paused slightly, and then added, "As for why they are under the command of secular monarchs, perhaps you know better than I do. ”

"Love?"

"Yes, but not quite."

"For example, the materials used to make potions, the construction of wizards' towers, and the guards who protect themselves... These are the things they can get in return from the world. ”

Lothar was stunned.

...

Leave the King's bedchamber.

Lothar returned to her post.

Today's Jerusalem is particularly chaotic.

It has been decided to go on the expedition, and although it has been preparing for war for a long time, it is still a huge project.

The nobles needed to count how many pilgrims they needed to lead to form levies, how many mules and horses to transport heavy loads, and pack animals.

Where to get supplies along the way.

Ritual at the time of departure.

and a series of things that are cumbersome and have to be done.

...

Preparations were made for three days.

Early in the morning of the third day, it was the day when the army marched north.

Early in the morning in Jerusalem, the temperature began to rise.

In the stables, Lothar brushed the fur of the Nisaan and Arabian horses, and Saleh brought ten fine and tall Arabian horses.

Frigila stood on tiptoe, fearing that the water would splash her beautiful dress—in the palace, this beauty-loving girl finally no longer needed to wear a face towel.

It's just that her snow-white hair still needs to be covered.

"My lord, do you think my dress looks good?"

Lothar nodded perfunctually: "Mm-hmm, it's beautiful, I've seen Princess Sibylla wear something similar, but she looks far less noble and beautiful than you." ”

Lothar's perfunctory is not just perfunctory.

He quickly organizes a plausible compliment in his mind, so that his perfunctory approach rarely provokes Frigila's displeasure.

"Cut, that old woman who gave birth to a child can also compare with this princess?"

The corners of Flynn's mouth lifted uncontrollably, and her face showed a look of joy and satisfaction.

Pranya picked up a brush and helped Lothar clean his horse.

He said: "Moder has sent a letter, the blacksmith Marles has found a good iron ore near Hans's fiefdom, and hopes that we can purchase some tools and instruments and send them back." ”

Lothar frowned, shook his head, and said: "It's better to forget it first, let them be ready for battle, and be ready to respond to my call at any time, to be honest, I am not sure to hold the villages around Yogrisburg, it is too early to open mines." ”

Prajna shook his head and continued to scrub the warhorse: "You go and tell Hans yourself, I'm just bringing you a message." ”

Lothar was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Okay, got it." ”

He thought for a moment, raised his hand to wipe away a piece of sewage splashed on Praruo's cheeks, and said sincerely: "You are also beautiful today, even if you are not dressed much, you are still better than all the women in this world. ”

Praruo's face was expressionless, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he said, "How about this little vampire?" Who is prettier. ”

Flynn keenly caught the key word, leaned over and said, "Yes, my lord, you can evaluate, who is more beautiful between me and this stupid big man?" ”

Lothar's hand didn't stop, but his heart was empty.

This is a proposition that only a fool would answer.

At this moment, Hans's shout rang out: "My lord, it's time to set out for the marching ceremony, and we must stand in the innermost part as His Majesty's guards!" ”

Lothar hurriedly replied, "Okay, here we come!" ”

Thank Heavenly Father!

Thanks Hans!

Thank you, Your Majesty!

ps: There is another chapter, which must be sent before twelve o'clock, and then I will be a dog!