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

After a while, Baldwin IV's attendant returned from the corridor, and he handed a note to Earl Raymond.

He spread it out and took a look, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. Then he raised the note high and motioned for everyone to come closer and take a look: "His Majesty the King agreed!"

There was silence in the hall, and then there were shouts one after another.

"Long live!"

"In the name of my father, go to war!"

"Kill all the infidel bastards!"

After the court meeting, Lothar immediately came to the king's bedroom.

Before Lothar could speak, Baldwin IV said, "You think it's strange too, right?"

"But going north is a move that goes with people's hearts."

"Not only Count Raymond can see Saladin's intentions, but Leonard, Hugo, and Georgelin. They are not idiots. Saladin's intentions are obvious, but this is not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy."

Baldwin IV pointed to the chair opposite and motioned for Lothar to sit down.

"If when you were fighting with me, your territory of Yogurtsburg was attacked by infidels, would you have the mood to immediately take your soldiers and return to Yogurtsburg to rescue?"

Lothar was silent.

This is human nature.

For many people, although the safety of the Holy Land is important, it is not that important compared with their own territory.

"Let those who deserve to go back, and let those energetic Crusader knights go north to clear the court, so that we can better integrate the power of Jerusalem."

"I see."

Baldwin IV added: "Also, I met Saleh, this little guy. Although he is much older than me, I still think he is a vigorous young man. He told me that we have united The Armenian mountain people were ready to raise the banner of resistance to Saladin's rule."

"I also made an alliance with him. According to the agreement, after defeating Saladin, I will return Aleppo to him and conclude a non-aggression alliance."

"This time the army goes north, it is also an opportunity for him. Maybe he can really cooperate with us inside and outside to regain Aleppo and Antioch."

"Syria is the most important horse breeding ground for Saladin's army. Without Syria, the threat of his Mamluk cavalry will be greatly reduced."

"I hope so."

Lothar thought for a moment and asked: "Your Majesty, the assassins of Assassin whom I met yesterday can stimulate their potential and increase their combat effectiveness by taking some kind of magic potion. Don't we have something similar? ?”

"Potion."

Baldwin IV chuckled and said: "The magic potion is not far away from us. The incense burning in this room is made of frankincense and myrrh, which can alleviate my illness."

"As for Assassin's magical medicine that stimulates the human body's potential, you will often die after taking it. It is an evil medicine that goes against the will of Heavenly Father."

Lothar suddenly understood: "Your Majesty, I have always had a doubt. Those wizards have such mysterious and powerful power, why do they surrender to the secular king?"

"If they want to assassinate the king, how should we respond?"

Baldwin IV was a little confused and asked: "Didn't your two witch ladies tell you?"

Lothar shook his head. Prajna and Fringilla are not orthodox witches in this world. The power they possess is not as simple as magic power. Naturally, they will not understand these secrets.

Baldwin IV raised his hand and pointed in turn to the gold edges inlaid on the tables and chairs, the golden reliefs on the window frames, and the statues of holy angels on the cabinets.

"These are all artifacts made of magic-blocking gold, which can limit the magic power of wizards. If the arrows are made of magic-blocking gold, they can even easily penetrate the defenses of wizards. They do have powerful power, but the secular power It is also very dangerous for them.”

"The vast majority of wizards are travelers and potion experts. They travel like ordinary people, using their long lives maintained by magic to live the life they want - they are two completely different types from humans. The species no longer possesses the human desire for power and wealth.”

Lothar thought thoughtfully: "So, wizards prefer to be detached existences rather than truly dedicating themselves to fighting in the field of power?"

"Yeah, that's too dangerous for them."

"In other words, they think what they get is too great compared to the risks they take."

Baldwin IV paused slightly and then said: "As for why they would join the service of the secular monarch, maybe you know better than me."

"love?"

"Yes, but not entirely."

"For example, the materials for making potions, the construction of wizard towers, and the guards to protect their own safety. These are the rewards they can get from the world."

Lothar suddenly realized.

Baldwin IV continued: "There are more wizards in this world than you think, but you rarely meet them because they are rarely in the secular world."

Leave the king's chamber.

Lothar returned to his job.

Today's Jerusalem is extremely chaotic. After the recruitment order was issued, Jerusalem has turned into a large military camp.

Now that we have decided to go on an expedition today, many preparations must be put on the agenda.

The nobles had to count how many levies formed by pilgrims and how many mules, horses and pack animals needed to be led to transport baggage.

Where can I get supplies along the way?

Departure ceremony.

Waiting for a series of things that are both tedious and necessary to do.

Everyone has to shoulder their own responsibilities and coordinate the relationship between these people, rather than simply putting a group of people together and building an army out of hand. This is a complex and detailed job.

The preparations lasted for three days.

In the early morning of the third day, it was the day for the army to set off and head north.

Early in the morning in Jerusalem, the temperature begins to rise.

Lothar was using a brush in the stable to clean the furs of Nissaan's war horses and Arabian horses.

Saleh sent ten fine and tall Arabian horses, all of which were kept in the stables of the Royal Knights and cared for by specialized grooms.

Fringilla stood on tiptoes, worried that the water would splash on her beautiful long dress - in the palace, this beauty-loving girl finally no longer needed to wear a hijab.

But her snowy white hair still needs to be covered up.

She lifted up her skirt and turned it around in front of Lothar.

"Sir, do you think my dress looks good?"

Lothar nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, it looks good. I have seen Princess Sibylla wearing something similar, but she looks far less noble and beautiful than you."

Lothar's perfunctory behavior was not just perfunctory.

He would quickly organize a set of praises that were reasonable in his mind, which made it very rare for his perfunctory words to arouse Fringilla's dissatisfaction.

"Tch, can that old woman who has given birth to a child be comparable to this princess?"

The corners of Fulin's mouth couldn't help but raise, and her face showed a look of excitement and satisfaction.

Prajna picked up a brush, walked closer, and helped Lothar clean the horse.

He said: "Model has sent a letter. Blacksmith Malus found a piece of good-quality iron ore near Hans's fief. He hopes that we can purchase some tools and equipment to send back."

Lothar frowned and shook his head: "Forget it first, let them prepare for war and be ready to respond to my call at any time. To be honest, I am not sure about guarding the villages around Yogurtsburg. It is too early to start mining now." .”

Prajna shook his head and continued to clean the horse: "Go and tell Hans yourself, I just brought you a message."

Lothar was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, I understand."

He thought for a moment, raised his hand to wipe away the splash of water on Prajna's cheek, and said sincerely: "You are also very beautiful today. Even if you are not dressed up, you are still much better than all the women in this world."

Prajna remained expressionless, but rarely asked: "Compared with this little vampire? Who is more beautiful?"

Fulin keenly caught the key words, and came over and said: "Yes, sir, please evaluate, who is more beautiful, me or this stupid big guy?"

Lothar's hands didn't stop moving, but she felt weak in her heart.

This is a question that only a fool can answer.

At this time, Hans shouted: "Sir, it's time to set off for the expedition ceremony. As His Majesty the King's guards, we have to stand at the very back!"

Lothar hurriedly responded: "Okay, here we go!"

Thank you Heavenly Father!

Thanks Hans!

Thank you, His Majesty the King!