In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

When Lothar came out of the palace, Baron Godfrey was no longer there.

The waiter handed him a note indicating the residence of Baron Godfrey in the Holy City.

The waiter said that the baron invited him to come as a guest after he had finished handling the matters at hand.

Suddenly coming from the dark palace to the scorching sun, Lothar subconsciously covered her eyes.

I sighed in my heart, no wonder that many Crusader nobles in the hall were dressed like Arabs.

He felt that he really needed a loose white Arab-style "kufiyeh" robe and a white turban.

In your ears, the system prompts: You have activated and completed the milestone - "I own a small manor".

Description: The manor is an important part of the lord's real estate and an important channel for the lord to obtain income.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. You have already obtained the first manor. Will the second and third manor be far behind?

Activate the advanced milestone: "Real Estate Tycoon" and obtain ten manor properties or workshops. (1/10)

You get a chance to draw a card.

The corners of Lothar's mouth curled up slightly. Sure enough, after arriving at the Holy Land, even if he didn't gain territory, there would be more opportunities to draw cards.

There were so many milestones he originally designed that he couldn't even remember them.

Fringilla, who had been waiting outside for a long time, was the first to come forward: "What's wrong, are you smiling so happily?"

"It's nothing. I just got a manor property in Jerusalem. We can stay there without having to stay in a hotel."

Fringilla's face showed joy, then she turned serious and snorted: "Can a mere small manor make you beam with joy?"

"Back then, I lived in the palace of the Blood King. It was built by the Blood King by recruiting tens of thousands of werewolves, and it took three years to build it."

"Compared with it, the royal palace in Jerusalem is just a farm of a small lord in the countryside."

Fringilla tried hard to act more reserved and noble, but Lothar didn't listen to her at all and pushed her aside with a perfunctory expression.

"Yes, yes, my princess."

Prajna looked at this scene calmly, his face still showing no emotion.

But Lothar still smiled at her gently.

He has always had a special feeling for Prajna. He started from scratch together, and the people who accompany him day and night, who listen to his heart, are like friends and relatives.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there is a hint of male-female affection.

If he spends his time with a woman with Prajna's appearance without any affection between men and women, he can only be a eunuch in the Eastern Empire's court.

Lothar came to the crowd and said in a deep voice:

"Gentlemen, I was summoned by His Majesty the King today and swore allegiance to him. His Majesty gave me a manor as our residence in Jerusalem."

"That's great, Your Majesty appreciates you so much!"

"I heard that many knights from Gaul who wanted to see His Majesty were turned away!"

"Sir, it seems that you are going to rise to great heights."

Hans, Ryan, and Model were all beaming with joy.

The citizens also felt proud.

Ever since they followed Lothar and crossed the ocean to the Holy Land, their fates had been closely linked to Lothar's.

If Lothar asked them to live, they would live; if Lothar told them to die, they would die.

From a legal point of view, although they are free people, in fact they are no different from serfs, because the maker of the law is Lothar, and he can change his mind at any time.

Those who can barely be considered "free" are the craftsmen and merchants in the free city-states.

"Master Lothar, you have obtained the manor, should we have fields?"

Someone said with a worried look.

It would be great if we could avoid fighting and killing.

Even in places like the Austrian Border Territory, not all the people produced are brave and aggressive.

"I'm afraid not."

Lothar shook his head: "The manor your Majesty gave me is not a knight's fiefdom, but a villa-style real estate that can accommodate people, but has no land and no serfs."

This obviously does not meet the criteria of "territory" and cannot help him activate the system.

"So that's it."

The man looked disappointed.

Among the male subjects, he had the weakest character. When he used the knife to kill the robbers, his hands were shaking.

"Your name is Dieter, right? I remember your name."

Dieter whispered: "It's Mr. Tver."

Lothar's tone was slightly choked and he continued: "I know you don't like war, but you have to know that if I gain a fief in the future and give you land, will you be able to hold on to your land?"

"Or do you think that if the heretics come over and kill me, your lord, then you can be alone?"

"I"

Tver was stunned for a while.

Lothar looked at the others again: "Whether you dare to tremble in the face of the bandit's butcher knife like before, or use the spear and shield I gave you to stand up and resist, it all depends on you."

"My promise will never change. Once you obtain the fief, you will all get your own land, but the amount awarded will be based on military merit."

"Tver, you coward!"

Someone yelled.

Andreas, who had served as the knight's valet before, gave him a hard kick: "Tver, serving the master is an oath we swore together. If you dare to violate it, we will I won’t spare you, and after you die, you will definitely go to hell and be tortured!”

Tver said with an aggrieved look: "I didn't, I didn't mean to break my oath. I just asked the master. I prefer farming."

Lothar patted his shoulder and pulled him up from the ground: "It's true that you like farming. After I get the fief, you can study how to increase food production."

He said pleasantly: "Now, let's go back to the manor given to me by His Majesty to rest. It's been hard work for everyone on the journey these days. The name of the manor is Constance, which was given by my father. Maybe it's because my uncle was once the director of Constance. Because of Archbishop Ci.”

On the way back, Lothar ordered Ryan and Model:

"Now that we have a stronghold, we can organize and train the new army. Ryan and Model, I leave it to you two at this time. Remember, we must use our 7, no, 6 male territorial citizens as the backbone. "

He lowered his voice: "You can examine Tver again. If he really can't do well, just give up on him and let him become a farmer."

"The criteria for selecting sergeants are based on nothing but talent."

He didn't care about the physical fitness of the pilgrims because there was no need.

In addition to malnutrition, those who can trek to the Holy Land are all physically strong.

Even if he is still relatively thin now, he can recover if he can fill his stomach with food and take good care of himself for a period of time.

He didn't care about loyalty either. If he didn't dare to come up with some super-era ideas to conquer the hearts of the soldiers, it was simply impossible to be absolutely loyal.

The beliefs, laws and moral norms of this era are enough to ensure that the troops he built are loyal above the standard line.

Lothar stressed: "The most illiterate people can be a small officer, mainly Germanic, otherwise they will not understand the language, let alone have any combat effectiveness."

Jerusalem lacks everything except unemployed pilgrims.

There was a lot for him to sift through.

"We must be the first to recruit pilgrim sergeants tomorrow, because the kingdom is also planning to arm pilgrims to defend the Holy Land."

"We must select the best ones among them, and remember to follow my instructions and make more of the pie."

Lothar paused slightly and said with some helplessness: "Our family is still very poor, so we can't offer very good conditions, so we can only draw on the cake."

Ryan and Model both nodded. They both knew the meaning of the word "painting".

But they interpret this as a commitment.

"In terms of number of people, fifty is the limit. Everyone must wear armor, whether it is leather armor, zhao armor, or scale armor. In addition, each of them must be equipped with a skin shield and a fine iron spearhead. Spear."

"When purchasing these military supplies, you can find Andreas, who has worked as a knight's valet. He has attended church school for two years and is also good at dealing with treacherous businessmen."

Count Werner armed a hundred sergeants in total, and he was a majestic count.

Lothar didn't intend to aim too high, fifty was enough.

This is an armed force that most knights cannot possess.

"Hans and I will be invited to go to Baron Godfrey's territory during this period. These matters will be fully handed over to you two. You must handle this matter beautifully."

Lothar paused slightly, but then made a gesture: "If things are done properly this time, you can each lead a team of sergeants and serve as officers."

The two people immediately showed excitement.

"We will never betray your trust."

Lothar nodded slightly, frowning and wondering if there was anything he had overlooked that he wanted to explain to these two people.

This time he went deep into enemy territory, and he only planned to bring four followers produced by the system.

The reason why I say four is because he hasn't had time to use his new card drawing opportunity yet.

"Oh, by the way, I will teach you some simple military training methods when I go back, focusing on making soldiers obey orders and prohibitions. You can decide whether to adopt them based on your own experience."

He decided to teach the two men the methods of military training. Queue training is always useful in strengthening the discipline of the army.