In the Middle Ages, People Drew Cards to Be Promoted to Nobility.

Chapter 601 Baldwin IV

time flies.

The Saracen army has been stationed at Lake Brulus, and its vanguard has had several small-scale conflicts with the Crusaders.

King Richard the Lionheart wore a scarlet robe, and the coat of arms on the front of his lapel looked like a lion that was choosing to devour others, and the coat of arms was stained with a layer of blood.

He walked into his camp with a murderous spirit. Today he led the charge and won another small victory. He killed hundreds of enemies and captured dozens of horses. However, a small victory of this level was really not worth considering. In his eyes.

"Damn Philip, Count Henry of Montreal, Count Simon of the Metz family had already clearly stated their support for me, but they appeared in Philip's team again. These people's hearts have been poisoned by Philip's poisonous snake. The letter was so confusing that I no longer had any sense of honor in my heart.”

Although there are already tens of thousands of people under his command that he can command now, there are not many real elites. Many of them are rabble-rousers recruited from the recruitment offices he set up throughout the Holy Land.

Philip arrived in the Holy Land obviously after him, but he took away many of his original supporters, and now he has nearly 20,000 troops.

Henry picked up the wine on the table, drank it in one gulp, and threw it to the ground.

"In the past few days, I have led my troops to defeat the Saracens' cavalry many times, and even raided the Saracens' camps several times. Could it be that the results of such a victory are not as good as if Philip stayed in his camp and held several banquets? "

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. The Saracens are not that easy to deal with. No matter what our King Philip has promised now, when the jackals who gathered under his command found that King Philip could not bring them victory, they I will turn to your side without mercy.”

"Hmph, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Lothar poured into the people under him. During this period of time, I haven't heard that the knights and nobles who took refuge in him are willing to turn to me. He has obviously been under half a month. Didn’t show up.”

The captain of the earl guard said solemnly: "In this regard, King Philip's side should be the same."

Richard snorted coldly: "I want to see if those guys will still be as loyal as ever before he shows up at the pre-war meeting."

No monarch does not like loyal ministers, but if he finds that all these loyal ministers have taken refuge with others, and his subordinates are all capricious opportunists, the contrast will be too uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, I think you'd better hope that Duke Lothar will show up."

Standing next to him, Martha, the little witch who usually seemed invisible, suddenly said: "If Duke Lothar's team of spellcasters doesn't take action, even you may not be able to lead the Crusaders to victory."

Richard narrowed his eyes and said solemnly: "Do you think I am inferior to that Duke Lothar?"

Martha said softly: "Your Majesty, you should also be aware of the strength of Duke Lothar and his team of spell casters. Such existences have been destroyed in Rashid. Aren't you worried about Saracen?" How much extraordinary power does a person have?"

Richard frowned: "Where is the spell caster on Philip's side?"

Martha shook her head and said: "I can't detect it. This shows that His Majesty Philip is accompanied by at least a powerful quasi-legendary level spell caster. Unless Professor Mary or Her Majesty the Queen comes in person, otherwise, on the level of spell casters, His Majesty Philip I’m afraid the power they control is even greater than ours.”

Richard's expression became more solemn.

Although he is conceited, he has never underestimated these extraordinary beings. Even if he is holding the sword in the stone, it is difficult for him to defeat a quasi-legendary wizard. A strong man of this level is fully capable of relying on He alone can influence the direction of a war.

Richard sneered: "It seems that this is what gives Philip the confidence to compete with me for the position of generalissimo. Otherwise, given his poor military ability and a little bit of self-awareness, he should immediately choose to abdicate in favor of someone better."

The captain of the earl guard next to him said: "Your Majesty, I think Miss Martha is right. His Majesty Philip has the advantage now. We may try to combine the power of Duke Lothar. Today is different from the past. Can you and Philip His Majesty will unite to deal with Lothar, and now we can naturally cooperate with Duke Lothar to fight against His Majesty Philip."

"Hmph, do you think of me as that kind of capricious villain?"

Richard's voice paused slightly, and then added: "But what you said makes sense. Lothar's life or death is uncertain now, and the forces under his command will always be thrown into the battle.

If they will elect me Grand Marshal, I promise to treat them equally with those under my command in time of war. Otherwise, let them die under the command of that incompetent Philip. "

To be honest, Richard has been coveting Lothar's elite for a long time.

A large number of the soldiers under his command were wandering knights and pilgrims from Europe. They had poor equipment, average combat effectiveness, and poor training levels.

Although Lothar's army is similar in number to him, its combat effectiveness is by no means the same. Although I think that a sheep led by a lion can be better than a group of jackals, but what if the army under his command is not a group of sheep but a group of wolves? better?

Martha and the captain of the earl guard looked at each other and nodded.

Lothar is now in a coma. Although this is just a rumor, since the real owner has not come forward to refute it, it means that it is most likely true.

The soldiers under his command also occupied the two large cities of Semenud and Damietta. They could not escape. Since they always had to fight the Saracens, they would definitely have to fight between Philip and Richard. Pick a side.

Both parties have common interests and this cooperation is completely feasible.

At this time, a messenger hurried in and reported: "Your Majesty, the King of Jerusalem is about to enter the city."

Richard was stunned: "It's surprising, I thought I wouldn't be able to see this uncle on this trip."

As the current patriarch of the main branch of Anjou, he still looked up to this uncle who was much younger than himself, as he was able to fight such a highlight moment as the Battle of Montgisard when he was a teenager.

But a leper came to Semanud at this time, which still gave him a bad premonition.

"Is this person here to receive Lothar's inheritance?"

Outside the city.

Baldwin IV coughed lightly. Although his body was in good condition and he had the magic potion prepared by the little witch Nishaya to nourish his body on a daily basis, he still showed some fatigue on his face without the treatment of Uldin and the long journey.

"Egypt is indeed a fertile land."

What he saw was all green, which was incomparable to Jerusalem.

He looked behind him and asked worriedly, "Nishaya, do you think Lord Lothar's body can still hold on? Will the secret medicine we brought work?"

Nishaya sighed softly, "I really want to comfort you and say it will work, but think about it, Bishop Urdin is definitely better than me in treating diseases. Even he can't do it, what can I do?"

She could see that the king, who was temporarily serving her, was really a little panicked.

Otherwise, with his wisdom, how could he not see this obvious thing?

Baldwin IV sighed softly, "I hope things are not that bad."

Since receiving Godfrey's letter, he decided to take a boat to Damietta as soon as possible, and then take a land route to the front line of Semanud City.

Nishaya couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that the teacher is now restrained by the witch in Sicily. Otherwise, as long as I write a letter, she will definitely rush back to the Great Library of Constantinople as soon as possible. With those books as a foundation, even if Lothar has some difficult and complicated diseases, she can find a solution."

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