Chapter Ninety-Eight: Byzantine Mounted Cavalry
By the time Lothar, Flynn and Prajna walked to their lodgings, it was completely dark.
Fringira fiddled with the headband with red, green and blue gemstones on the top of her head: "My lord, am I good-looking?" β
"Beautiful."
Lothar said a little helplessly.
It's really good-looking.
But the problem is, this is a question that Fringira has asked him a fourth time.
He secretly glanced at Praruo out of the corner of his eye, and saw that she also raised her hand and gently stroked a gold necklace inlaid with emerald gemstones under her snow-white neck.
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth with joy.
Sending out gifts can get the joy of the two, and it is not in vain for him to choose so carefully - at first, he was worried that it would be better to use the corresponding money to upgrade the two of them than to give these two gifts.
"We're here."
The inn they stayed at was called Oak and Hazelnut, and was originally intended to host pilgrims from Saracen rule, mostly Jews and Copts.
Zoroastrians were often afraid to pass through this path because of Count Renard's terrible reputation.
Even if it passes, it is useless, this inn is mainly engaged in alcohol service, and the Zoroastrians do not drink alcohol, so the business of this inn is rarely unaffected, but it is getting bigger and bigger.
It must be admitted that the Jews were also pagans, but the Jews were far happier under the Saracen monarch than under the Christian monarch.
In Iberia, for example, the Jews who lived under the Umayyad rule, many of whom were even in high positions, saw it as a place of opportunity for the Jews, and a large number of Jews migrated from Gaul and the Apennines.
However, after the rise of the Iberian "reconquest movement", the Crusader kingdoms such as the Kingdom of LeΓ³n, the Kingdom of Castile, the Kingdom of Portugal, the Kingdom of Navarre, and the Kingdom of Aragon continued to expand and conquer south.
Everywhere they conquered, they inflicted the same punishment on the Jews and Zoroastrians there, slaughtering them and ending their last paradise.
The room where Lothar lived was the most expensive "first-class room" in the entire hotel, and now that he had money in hand, he naturally didn't care about such a small expense.
The first thing you do when you enter the room is a routine lottery.
A moment later, a purple glow flashed, filling the room.
The light condensed in the palm of Lothar's hand, forming a slender spear about three meters long and made of black metal throughout.
As soon as she started her hand, Lothar felt a heavy cold touch.
The weight of this riding spear is probably at least eighty catties, if it weren't for the fact that most of the riding spears were used in a posture of uprightness, rather than wielding them like spears used in the military generals of the Three Kingdoms, he felt that there was probably no human being in this world who could use such a heavy weapon.
You have the Mounted Cavalry Cavalry Spear: Crafted from meteoric iron, this Mounted Spear is indestructible and indestructible, increasing the defense of your cavalry team by 20% when charging.
Can be used to unlock Byzantine or Sassanid mounted cavalry camps, using "full body scale armor, scale armor, mace, spear, bow, etc."
The recruitment price is 100 Souldes, and you need to equip your own warhorse.
Unlock Milestone: Military Region General (You have at least 50 equipped cavalry under your command to serve you) 0/50
If you look at the description, you can see that this is a prop corresponding to the hussar's swallowtail flag.
Lothar frowned, whether the equipped cavalry is practical or not has always been a difficult problem, and defense is only the second priority that the cavalry needs to consider.
The first focus is always mobility.
If the spear appeared in Lothar's possession at the same time as the hussars' swallow-tailed banner, he would definitely prefer to use it to unlock the barracks, leaving the hussars' doxedo as an item, even if it was more expensive.
"Twenty percent of the defense... Alas, this is not a game, and the effect of 20% defense is completely different from 20% speed. β
The cavalry's defenses were strong enough, and the weak point was the weak point of the armor, where even with twenty percent of the defense, should have been pierced with a knife or by a knife.
It's better than nothing.
After thinking about it for a moment, he decided to put the matter behind him for now.
Anyway, he won't be able to return to Jogrisburg for a while, and this riding spear seems to be quite useful, and it is good to keep it in his hand as a weapon.
Hans is undoubtedly more suitable for this equipment, because he has the skill of spear and sword, this skill has already seen the improvement of Hans's swordsmanship, and if he can change to such an artifact, his combat power will definitely skyrocket.
But the problem is that such a riding spear is also a huge pressure on the mount's endurance.
Outside the window, there was a sudden noise.
Lothar hurriedly rushed downstairs, looking a little puzzled: "What's the matter?" β
Someone was indignant, "The Pipin knight wants to duel with a Montreal knight because he doubts our honor, but we have captured the prince of the Saracens." β
Lothar frowned.
Sure enough, I knew that as soon as the group of soldiers drank alcohol, they would forget his order not to reveal to outsiders that I had captured Prince Zahir.
Of course, this Pepin is not the famous short Pepin of the Franks, but a brave knight of the Royal Knights.
On the battlefield, he was unscathed, killing two elite Mamluk cavalrymen, which is a rare warrior.
Lothar did not stop, but said in a loud voice: "Then duel, the honor of the knight, not to be tarnished, let the Heavenly Father witness who is more qualified to survive." β
Pi Ping glanced at Lothar and said excitedly: "That's right, Lao Tzu can kill Saracen's slave cavalry on the battlefield like a chicken, and it is even easier to pinch a soft egg like you." β
The Montreal knights on the opposite side were as pale as dirt, and they no longer had the arrogance they had at the beginning.
This era is like this, no matter how powerful your mouth is, the opponent will directly throw out his gloves and want to duel with you, everything will still be judged according to the level of martial arts.
"But the duel is a matter of tomorrow, and for now, at once they all return to their respective rooms to rest, and if I know who dares to disobey my orders, I promise that I will hang him on the gallows."
Lothar said in a loud voice: "Ryan, Moder, the two of you will immediately lead the axe guards to patrol and inform everyone of my orders!" β
"Follow your will, Grand Master."
The two immediately responded.
Lothar glanced at the Montreal knights on the other side, and looked away with some disdain, he had no desire to talk to them.
Without him, the status is not equal.
"Lord Lothar, can I talk to you?"
Someone came from the side and whispered.
He deliberately revealed the seal in his hand so that Lothar could see it.
Lothar snorted coldly:
"You're one of Count Renard's men?"
"Yes, sir."
"Follow me."
...
They came to a secret room, next to which was the room where Prince Zahir was.
Hans and his hussars guarded the prince at all times, after all, it was equivalent to a huge fortune of two thousand Souleds.
"Hans, come over too."
In the secret room.
Lothar, Hans, Prajna, and Fryn all sat down.
This world is not simple, and he doesn't dare to be alone in the same room with strangers.
Such a big battle?
The man swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: "My lord, I am the personal valet of Count Renard, and on behalf of my master, Count Renard begs you to be able to immediately send reinforcements to rescue Fort Calle. β
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, I know that you have some misunderstandings with my master, but now that the kingdom is in danger, how can these small misunderstandings affect the great cause of the crusaders?"
Lothar said coldly: "I have a very good relationship with Count Renard, where did the misunderstanding come from?" β
No matter what others say, he will never admit that he has a dislike for Count Renard, lest he be accused of "abolishing the public for personal reasons" one day.
"Go to someone else, I am the first crusader to arrive in Montreal, and you should know that I have no intention of delaying, but my army has been so badly wounded that it is difficult to continue the battle, and the desert march is difficult, and if the sergeants are to set out at once and rush to Fort Calle, I am afraid that the position of the Grand Master will not be able to sit precariously."
The man whispered, "But you should also know that Calebburg is the gateway to the kingdom, and if it is lost, Saladin's army will drive in, and your territory will be lost." β
Lothar said in a deep voice: "The infidels have invaded from two sides, and the situation in the kingdom is in danger, so how can you still think about the survival of your territory at this time?" β
Seeing that Lothar was too good to listen to his words, the envoy whispered: "Lord Renard has already said that he will give Hebron a fief to the commander of the first reinforcement to enter Calleburg, and will also give a reward of ten dinars for each sergeant and one hundred dinars for each knight. β
Lothar frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "You just said that earlier?" β
"In that case, tomorrow we will set out for Fort Calle."
Lothar's tone paused slightly, and he said, "Emissary, you should also continue to the west and inform the rest of the Crusader lords about this, right?" β
"That's right, sir."
"It's urgent, so let's get on the road."
Lothar waved his hand and motioned for him to leave.
"Thank you for your help, and I wish you to arrive at Caleb Fort as soon as possible to obtain the title of Earl of Hebron, and my master will surely regard you as a dear friend in the future."
The messenger did not wonder, in his opinion, this was the right choice.
No matter how many soldiers died under his command, it was not as good as a rich fiefdom.
What is it to have an armed army without a fief? A mercenary army at most!
Not to mention that this army is not Lothar's private army, its ownership is in the hands of His Majesty the King, even if the whole army is destroyed, it will not lose at all to be able to exchange for such a rich fief as Hebron.
Wait until the messenger leaves.
Hans spoke, "My lord, do you really want it?" β
The system's obedience and loyalty are indeed undoubted, but this does not mean that they are marionettes and have no soul of their own.
Lothar waved his hand and sneered: "Don't worry, collect the baggage first, and rest for a few days." β
"Count Renard is playing with words, Calleburg is now under the siege of Saladin's army of 30,000, who can break through the siege and be the first to enter the city?"
"Hebron's fiefdom, oh, sounds tempting, but it's a fruit with poison."
Hebron, like Jerusalem, was a holy place of the three religions, and the annual tax provided to Count Renard was the cornerstone of his title of "King of the Dead Sea."
The lord of Hebron means a title of earl, which does not depend on the size and size of a city, but on the significance of a city.
The first Custodian of the Holy Sepulchre of Jerusalem, Godfrey of Bouillon, was the uncrowned King of Jerusalem.
But the territory he ruled was obviously not as vast as that of a real king, so why was he still regarded as the king of the Holy Land? It was because he had taken possession of Jerusalem.
As for the viscounts between the earls and the barons?
This era has not yet appeared.
Of course, some court barons, i.e., barons who enjoyed some official positions, could also be translated as viscounts.
The same goes for the Marquis.
Some counts of special status, such as the Earl of the Austrian Frontier or the Count of the Rhineland, can be translated as a marquis.