Chapter 371 has made remarkable progress
The twilight is heavy, and the sun is setting in the west.
Another group of crusaders, carrying a load of booty, returned to the city under various banners, showing off to the guards of the city as they went, oblivious to their blood-stained robes and the fact that the size of the ranks had shrunk compared to the time they had gone.
Most of Lothar's main army did not move, but only swept away some of the castles and strongholds near the city of Damietta, and no longer fought with the hungry crusaders for the scraps.
Although the tough battles were fought by Lothar's own army, Lothar, as the supreme commander of the crusade, had to pay attention to appearance.
He'd grabbed the fattest piece of meat anyway.
Jeanne stood at the head of the city and pointed to the army below and said: "This city is called Damietta, and it is the largest city in Lower Egypt, and we have just taken this city, and order has not yet been fully restored. β
Damietta was still under military control at this time, and there were guards patrolling with torches everywhere.
On the city walls, every few hundred meters in the towers, there is also a woodland shooter, whose eyesight is amazing, even in the dark of night, through the faint starlight, can see the lurkers hiding in the darkness and trying to climb the city wall.
"Every day after the port was taken, new crusaders logged in with a longing for the Holy Land, and some of them foolishly listened to the shouts of the people, and accompanied them to the battlefield, never to return."
Jeanne's tone was a little emotional: "Wealth, land, faith - there are people everywhere who can't survive, and in order to survive, they will not hesitate to stab their weapons into the chests of infidels they have never met, but unfortunately, the more destitute people are, the more difficult it is to survive on the battlefield." β
How can a poor man be equipped with strong armor, eat fine meat, or hire a reliable instructor?
Lavinia suddenly asked, "Jeanne, do you have a territory?" β
"Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"
"After all, this is the Middle Ages, and I've heard people say that you seem to have some noble title that Lothar has given you."
"Should you have a title of nobility and have a territory? If you want, let the adults canonize you tomorrow. β
Jeanne felt a little amused, but after thinking about it, she added: "But in fact, there is, nominally, the castle on the other side of the valley, and all the territories in the northern part of the Sinai Peninsula belong to me. β
She paused, "It's a pity, it's still a barren land, otherwise I would have planted grapes there and prepared a wine cellar filled with the finest wines." β
"By the way, do the math, the first batch of lords should have arrived on the other side."
The pillars of the Tree of Life need time to grow, but the mountain farms attached to Fort Ferraimai can be used now, and the freed white slaves, who are free, are in abject poverty, and there is really little resistance to such hard work.
After all, when you get there, you will be given land, and supplies will be distributed on time before the harvest, which is already quite good.
"In fact, the so-called territory is nothing more than nominal, and I don't bother to manage these mundane affairs, if you are short of money, you can go to the adults and ask for it, just don't expect how much you can come, we are also quite short of money at the moment."
Lavinia was a little curious: "In this era, what can money buy?" β
Jeanne pondered for a while, then dumbfounded: "Indeed, there is nothing to buy." β
"Can you tell me about your past?"
"What's the matter?"
"Those legends say that the Shining Knight is Joan of Arc, and the flame makes you reborn from the fire."
"Yes, it's true."
Jeanne smiled: "Actually, it's not just me, there are many comrades-in-arms at that time, who also survived in the way of heroic spirits." β
"Marshal Gilles de Les, Marshal Lahair, Marshal Busac, like?"
"Yes, they're all alive." Lavinia smiled with relief, "Before the Holy See moved to Avignon, we fought against the dark forces as witchers, and our participation in the Holy Church is also related to your wolf clan. β
Lavinia smiled a little awkwardly.
"Don't mind, I'll just mention it. You can't represent the wolf clan, what's more, I and the Holy See are not of the same mind, joining them is nothing more than using each other, they are worried that without their own strength, one day they will be driven away by the French like you wolf clan; We lack a holy vessel that can be used, and the two sides hit it off. β
Jeanne suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but laugh: "By the way, after I disappeared with the holy spear, are the people in the church going crazy?" β
Lavinia shook her head, "I haven't heard anything about it. β
"Oh, that's right."
Jeanne thought for a while, and suddenly said: "As long as they don't say it, others won't know that I'm gone, and it's strange if they really dare to investigate it with great fanfare." β
"Madam Jeanne, do you have any suggestions for me to compile a written law based on the state of the territory?"
"Ha, don't call me that."
Jeanne stared at Lavinia's bookish face with gold-rimmed glasses, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek: "Everyone will be partners in the future, so there's no need to be so polite." β
"As for the suggestion?"
Jeanne thought for a while: "Actually, there is no suggestion, whether the code is useful or not depends on the specific implementation, under normal circumstances, even if there is no written law, who is right and who is wrong, everyone has a yardstick in their hearts." No matter how good the law is, it is meaningless if no one upholds it. β
Lavinia was stunned, as if she remembered something, and said with a wry smile: "You're right. β
"You don't need to be in such a hurry to work, and he won't pay you a salary, just hang out with me for two days to get to know the customs of the Middle Ages."
She pressed her hands against the walls and spread her arms as if to welcome the sea breeze that carried moisture in the air.
When Jeanne returned to the manor with Lavinia, the courtyard seemed to have been blown by a typhoon, littered with dead branches and leaves, marble floors, gazebos, and balustrades.
"Tsk, are you two going to demolish the house?"
Cellina was a little embarrassed and said: "My lord is sleeping this time, the progress is too great, whether it is the control of power, or the speed of reaction to danger, it is far better than before, I wanted to weigh his strength too much, and I didn't think about the consequences for a while." β
"Hey, how much effort did you make?"
Jeanne was a little surprised.
Cellina pondered for a moment and gave the answer: "I can't talk about all my strength, but I still have eight points." β
In fact, it's not as outrageous as eight points, but Celinina took into account that Lothar also kept a lot of hands, and those powerful spells were useless, so after comprehensive consideration, she gave Lothar an evaluation of eight points.
"That's true."
Jeanne was also a little speechless, doesn't this mean that Lothar, who was originally at the same level as the five-star Hans, has reached six stars after this combat record world experience, which is almost the same as before she was not elite?
At this time, Lothar had also finished washing up and walked over refreshed.
After returning to reality, his strength was further enhanced, and he was able to share a talent from her because his intimacy with Lavinia was up to standard.
Without much thought, he chose Lavinia's first talent: Thorn Ring, which gives him a 50% damage reduction bonus, and can also reflect back to attackers, and with the "Cast Iron Body" he obtained by bathing in dragon blood, his current defense is almost enough to be transferred to a heavy guard.
Because Lavinia's second talent "Guardian" is an aura skill that cannot be stacked, and the third talent "Thorn Armament" is a set of combat equipment, Lothar is not short of equipment at all, and there is no need to choose.
"In the future, I will become stronger and stronger, and you must also work hard, otherwise you will have to replace me to protect you in the future."
Lothar's smile was a little smug.
He still has a "Fall of the Ottoman Fall of 1453" simulation war script in his hand, and after he runs out, he can get a new six-star template, and by then, his strength is estimated to be able to catch up with Jeanne.
It's a pity that even now, he doesn't have the confidence to turn things around alone as Constantine XI.
The difficulty is not comparable to the script of the Hundred Years' War between Britain and France at all, and it is more reliable to wait until the milestone of bathing in dragon blood is completed, and then try to complete it after completely awakening the bloodline of the dragonborn.
Jeanne said indifferently, "That's great, I'm looking forward to that day, and when you don't need us, I'll leave it all behind and go back to my old job." β
"Nope."
Lothar said seriously: "I can't live without you. β
"Whoaβthat's really meaty."
Jeanna blushed: "Why did you suddenly say such a thing." β
Lavinia looked at the two men in some surprise, and then at Cellynina, her expression implying a hint of inquiry.
Cellinina just smiled at her and nodded.
Lavinia, who would be wrong, couldn't help but feel a trace of loss in her heart.
In fact, Cellinina didn't see the deep meaning in Lavinia's eyes at all, and just said hello.