Time at sea always passes very slowly.

The carriage and horses are too slow, and if the Scourge of the Seas is not sailing at full speed, the speed will be like that, and this kind of hurried life will always make Lothar nostalgic for the days when there were airplanes and high-speed trains.

It would be nice to draw a servant who is good at spatial teleportation.

Lothar often feels this way.

After playing a game of dice with the sailors of the Scourge of the Seas, he threw the dice casually - and now he has the best skills on the dice.

He had won all the money on these zombie sailors, and now when he heard that he was going to play dice, he immediately looked frightened, and said that he was not willing to play two more games with him.

The master is lonely, that's all.

Standing alone in the bow of the boat, Lothar was a little restless.

"I don't know if the war has broken out, and which way will Saladin choose to march from?"

In the history of previous lives, Saladin's attack on the Holy Land was inextricably linked to the fierce infighting in Jerusalem.

At that time, Baldwin IV died, and Princess Scipella ascended to the throne as regent queen.

Her husband, Guy of Lusignan, deservedly became regent.

With the death of Baldwin V, the son of the young king, Princess Scipella and her ex-husband William, the husband and wife naturally removed the prefix of regent and became the veritable king of Jerusalem.

The balance of power between the Jue Party and the Queen Mother Party was completely unbalanced, and Duke Raymond was driven out of the center of power.

The process sounds simple, but the strength is full of treacherous waves.

Baldwin V's cause of death is suspicious, and Guy of Lusignan, and even Princess Sibylla herself, the two biggest beneficiaries, are suspected of poisoning him.

The Jails were clearly opposed to Guy's accession to the throne, and the Patriarch of Jerusalem was reluctant to crown him, and if it were not for the current foreign enemy, it could even turn into a palace coup.

The infighting between the two parties intensified, and Raymond even made it clear that Sibylla had to divorce Guy.

After this fight, although no civil war broke out.

Jerusalem, which could barely be clenched into a fist, has also completely become a plate of sand.

But now, that is not the case.

Baldwin IV was under the care of Uldin, and his condition had been suppressed to the point where it would hardly have much effect.

The personal valet beside him, the man who was carrying a demon-blocking golden sword at that moment, was also very powerful.

And Nisya, the quasi-legendary wizard, Anna Comunen's only student, who wants to carry on his mantle.

Baldwin IV's safety was certainly not in question.

"Your Majesty, you've been playing a dying patient for so long, it's time to take charge again, right?"

Lothar's fingers tapped on the side of the ship.

The zombie sailors on the deck are circling around the "eclipse", the one-horned nightmare horse is an energetic guy with strong destructive power, and these zombie sailors who are not afraid of death and like to have fun with themselves are willing to play with it.

The wolf poison potion developed by Friengira has been developed by leaps and bounds in the world of combat records, and now it is also in production, and Hans has the honor of being the first to experiment - the effect exceeds expectations.

After Hans drank the wolf blood potion mixed with Cellynina's blood, within a quarter of an hour, his strength swelled by at least half, from the level of an ordinary centurion to an elite-level centurion, and the sequelae were also very small, only a little weakened for a while, and his combat effectiveness could be maintained at least ninety.

Cellynina's ascension is much smaller, her wolf bloodline is more noble, although not as pure as Hans, but the quality is definitely a step ahead of him, whether it is the wolf poison potion concocted from her own blood or Hans's blood, the improvement of Cellynina will not exceed one-fifth.

Ordinary people haven't tried it yet.

The remaining veteran brigade had already set off for the Holy Land first, and the entire Ocean Disaster could not find half a normal living person.

Moreover, the production of wolf poison agents is also limited.

The werewolves of this world are not the same race as Hans and Cellynina, and the raw materials can only be taken from Cellinina and Hans, how can the yield be high?

Overall, useful, but not so useful.

Look up.

Through the moonlit water, sparkling like a starry sky, schools of fish suddenly gathered overhead, and then dispersed as the waves set off by the Ocean Calamity approached.

Without looking back, Lothar asked, "Are we floating?" ”

"That's right, my lord, we're pretty close to land."

Captain Hogg, who came behind him at some point, said respectfully: "It's night, we are driving along the shore, and we should be able to reach our destination soon." ”

"Good."

Lothar felt like a boulder had fallen to the ground.

I can finally get out of this dark seabed.

One was a fresh trip, and two were barely acceptable, but Lothar had spent a month on the battle record and half a month on his return, and he vowed never to sail again if he didn't have to!

Another thing that Lothar couldn't stand was that the Scourge of the Seas had no secrets from Hogg.

He just wanted to find a private cabin, and he couldn't make out with Jeanne.

…

Late at night.

In the streets of Jaffa, soldiers with torches patrolled back and forth.

Their armor clanged through the silent streets, and it was the only movement in Jaffa in the middle of the night, almost every city had a curfew, and Jaffa was no exception.

But whoever appears on the streets, for better or worse, for whatever reason, they have the power to arrest them, and even execute them on the spot.

Not far away, there was a faint sound of horses' hooves.

The sound of horses' hooves soon became louder and louder.

"Who?"

The soldiers asked aloud.

Many people subconsciously held down the weapons in their hands, and the arrows were also on the bowstring, although at this point in time, through the city gate, into the city, and the people who were still riding horses were most likely their own people.

But they still don't dare to take it lightly.

After all, no one chooses to travel at night.

The sound of heavy hooves, like a demonic beast in the dark, exudes a breathtaking aura.

A large, one-horned horse-shaped monster gradually revealed its silhouette under the light of torches.

The knight on horseback said condescendingly: "I am Lothar of Transjordan, take me to your highness." ”

"Lord Lothar?"

The soldier came boldly and brought the torch closer.

"Don't panic, my mount is just an iron helmet with a horn, not some demon from hell."

"It's really a lord!"

The soldier breathed a sigh of relief and gestured to his companions behind him, before they lowered their weapons.

"Excited to see me?"

"Sir, I followed you at the Battle of Calleburg..."

The soldier's face was full of excitement, and there was a feeling that the little fan brother had finally met his idol.

"Well, I have an impression of you."

Lothar bowed slightly, of course, what he said was kind words, the cavalry who followed him in the battle at the beginning, there were so many knights that he couldn't even recognize the knights, let alone just a sergeant on horseback.

But the soldier immediately showed a look of pride: "Please come with me, you come late at night, there should be important military affairs to discuss with my Royal Highness, but I don't dare to guarantee that Your Highness will receive you." ”

"Understood, after all, it's too late."

Lothar nodded, "If Princess Sibylla doesn't have time to receive her, please arrange a place for us to stay." ”

Only then did the soldier realize that in the darkness, there were several figures behind Lothar.

(End of chapter)