Mystery Makes Me Strong

Of course, until the end, the earl of the court did not take out the baron's reward.

Because of his clever housekeeper, he found a few cheap dancers and got these clever soldiers drunk.

When the soldiers woke up, they found that they had been tied up and sent to a city gate.

An old man with an old face was watching them from a distance. The old man wore a heavy crown, a gorgeous sheepskin robe, and a long beard.

The old man was very angry, holding a scepter, and kept yelling something to the people around him.

The distance between the two sides is very far, almost 20 people.

At this time, the earl of the court, who they were still familiar with, came over and conveyed the old man's will:

"Untouchable, tell the great King Harry III, how did you steal the divine power! Such power should only be inherited by the royal family!"

"This, this was given to us by the envoy of the gods. It is the envoy of the gods. He walked down from the sky, his whole body was shining, and he tapped our heads with his scepter. We have this kind of power." Among the clever people , the most astute one, was the first to react.

"No, the envoy of God green us with a ball of green light, and then we have this kind of power." The second soldier corrected.

"Yes, what you said is correct." The third soldier said to the second soldier.

The smartest soldier sighed, the pig teammates couldn't hold back.

They all look clever, but cleverness is also divided into layers.

He said that in order to highlight that he was remembered by the envoy of the gods, which could make noble gentlemen have scruples.

And what these guys said, it is easy to think that they are just countless ordinary people who have received divine power, nothing surprising.

The king turned his head to look at a minister beside him, and whispered a few words.

The minister called the count of the court and conveyed a few more words.

The earl of the court looked a little helpless, but he walked back to the front of the soldiers again: "Hand over your strength, you can be pardoned for capital crimes, and only be punished as slaves."

"Why? We are warriors who have defeated the demons!"

"We have military exploits, we should be named barons, no, knights!"

"Why do you treat us like this?"

The soldiers couldn't understand at all, why were they treated like this by the king and ministers when they clearly came to surrender?

Take ten thousand steps back and don't reward yourself, but you shouldn't punish yourself, right?

Their heads, who had never played the game of nobles, naturally didn't know: when they followed Lancelot on the road to march into the royal capital, they were labeled as "rebels".

This is the lack of information, no matter how clever the head is, without relevant information, there is no way to make inferences and avoid traps.

"Hit me!" The minister called the guards, picked up the whip and whipped several people.

Several people didn't feel any pain, they just had their hands and feet bound, making it difficult for them to exert their strength.

"Is this divine power? It's really amazing." Seeing this scene, the king immediately understood.

He is definitely no match for Lancelot.

The opponent has 7,000 soldiers who are not afraid of pain, but he has only 10,000 elite soldiers.

If the two sides fight each other for two thousand, his soldiers should collapse, and the opponent will charge.

As for keeping the city out.

That is to tell the nobles of all the kingdoms that the king is no longer able to protect them.

At this time, the nobles will wait and see, and then collude with the rebels.

Then there are scenes of marriage and betrayal.

The King knows this all too well, for that is what he does.

After the accidental death of his father, the eldest brother who was the orthodox heir was suddenly besieged in the castle, and went to negotiate with the nobles by himself, and finally succeeded to the throne...

A man cut off from the outside world may be considered dead, as is the heir, and so is the king.

"Go and find the envoy immediately! Tell him that I can give all his people worship and devotion!" He immediately shouted at the ministers around him.

Soon there will be a fast horse leaving.

It's just that it takes time.

And Lancelot's army of rewards is just in front of the checkpoint.

It can be delayed for one day, two days, or three days, but the longer the delay, the greater the resentment of the soldiers.

"Seven thousand knights, I can give them the status of honorary knights, but I can only give them twenty acres of land, ten acres of cultivated land, ten acres of wasteland, three slaves to take out the cultivated land, two sheep, and ten people share one head Cow..." The king counted with his fingers.

More than half of his and the queen's property will be divided.

The power of the royal family will be greatly reduced, and it will no longer even be the opponent of several grand dukes.

This is too bad.

But if he could win those soldiers over, he would be able to launch a campaign against other kingdoms and take back the land and slaves a hundredfold!

The king thought well.

Then he gritted his teeth and ordered the reward.

It can be said that Harry III is definitely a wise old king, not fatuous at all.

If it were someone else, who would be willing to confer more than half of the territory to a group of poor ghosts?

Oh, a poor ghost with supernatural power, isn’t that still a poor ghost?

Someone might just fool the soldiers with empty credit, but he wasn't.

He understood well that peasants craved for land as nobles craved for gold.

A piece of land of one's own, land that does not need to pay rent, is too precious.

And slaves, precious slaves, who can do a lot of hard work and make the whole family a lot easier.

This is why only the battle of plundering slaves is the most active thing for soldiers, because as long as the slaves are in hand, they will not pay.

However, King Harry III never expected that after he announced such a generous gift, he would be ridiculed!

"Hahaha, look at our generous king. We killed such a tyrannical and powerful demon king. He only gave us ten acres of land. By the way, there are still ten acres, which we need to reclaim by ourselves!"

"A knight should at least have land that can support one war horse, three pack horses, armor, weapons, and one loyal attendant! That's at least two villages!"

"However, our generous king only gave us ten acres of land and three slaves. This means that the noble knights have to work in the fields themselves!"

"Ask, is there such a knight?"

Lancelot relentlessly uncovers the king's shabbiness.

This made the king very angry.

"This damn bastard, this shameless bastard who once swore allegiance to twenty lords, has no bottom line!" He said violently.

Kings are entitled to rage.

What Lancelot said was about the knights hundreds of years ago. As the population increased, there were more and more knights. Many knights had no land at all and had to sell their lives to the lords in exchange for money.

Swear allegiance to the lords, gather in battle, and the lords will pay salaries and departure fees.

Therefore, some knights took advantage of the lack of information to swear oaths to several lords at the same time. There was even a knight who was loyal to two hostile lords at the same time. After going to the battlefield, he killed another "self" and then carried a The shameless thing about common people's heads going to receive the reward...

Now that the king is willing to give away 20 acres of land, as well as cattle, sheep and slaves, it is already extremely important.

They are still not satisfied, is there really endless land and wealth in the world?