Chapter 142

"It's been hard work, let's go rest."

Lothar retreated from the hussars, thinking secretly.

Hussein is a local tyrant who has been passed down from generation to generation, and has acquired a lot of wealth through looting. His family must have a lot of gold and silver hidden in his home.

During this period, whether it was building a new Habsburg, expanding the production capacity of the blacksmith shop, building public toilets, or digging iron ore, it was a huge amount of expenses.

In addition, the number of city guards is as many as [-]. They are all standing troops, that is, full-time soldiers, and they need to be paid.

If the vassals hadn't given a large amount of gifts when they came to see him, Lothar would have to worry about whether the wealth he had knocked from Prince Zahir would be enough.

But relying on ransacking is definitely not a long-term thing.

He rubbed his chin and thought: "Andreas, do you think the number of city guards is too much?"

Andreas hesitated: "My lord, the number of city guards is not too many, but I think there are a large number of rabble among them, and it would be a good thing to kick them out."

Lothar nodded and said: "Then I will leave this matter to you, and reduce the city guards to 300 people."

In addition to the [-] remaining veterans, the remaining [-] city guards, Lothar is also preparing to draw new recruiting buildings and use them for job transfer.

Andreas nodded and said, "My lord, I will do well."

Even after being streamlined, there is a standing army with a total of more than 300 people, and it is still expanding at a rate of two per day (one for the Varangian guard and one for the hussars).

If fully recruited, the number of Varangian guards will reach 200 people, and the hussars will be 100 people.

Including the city guard, including a hundred remaining veterans, his standing army would reach a staggering 500 men.

You know, Lothar's father, Count Werner, only had a total of more than a hundred standing troops.

If a war breaks out, Lothar can also recruit his vassals, knights, and even the peasants and soldiers they recruited. He can definitely pull out an army of at least 5000 people to deal with foreign enemies.

Therefore, even if 200 people are laid off, the manpower is still sufficient.

But throttling is not enough, we have to open source.

Lothar had planned this long ago, so he asked: "How about Marles, the newly recruited manpower should already be in place, how is the refined plate armor I asked him to build?"

Andreas reported: "Mr. Marles has completed two pairs of refined plate armor and three pairs of ordinary knight's full-body plate armor. They were all delivered to the warehouse yesterday."

Refined plate armor is engraved with patterns, and a lot of effort has been made on the beauty of the plate armor. There is almost no difference in defense from ordinary plate armor.

"Put them all in the car, and bring the one hundred copies of Songs of Winter and Summer that were recently printed. Tomorrow, after Jeanna escorts all the captives back, after the execution of the Judgment Assembly, we will set off for Jerusalem. "

Compared with Hebron, Jerusalem, which is only [-] kilometers away, is much more prosperous.

As the war subsided, pagan pilgrims and caravans, and the Crusaders from the Eastern and Northern Expeditions returned one after another, and Jerusalem also regained its former prosperity.

There are a large number of Crusader nobles living in Jerusalem. They don't want to live in remote fiefdoms, but live in the city. They are rich and like to compare.

The Song of Winter and Hot Summer, this book contains too many private goods of Lothar, including selling grape purple clothes; gorgeous, sturdy, flexible, and easy-to-maintain plate armor; and metal knives and forks Waiting for cutlery.

The aristocrats of this era often only use wooden spoons when dining, and most of them are still grasped by hands. He believes that the "table manners in Westeros continent" described in the book will definitely open the eyes of many aristocrats.

If there is no demand, create demand by force.

This should be the earliest marketing, right?
"grown ups!"

Ulm came leading a group of cavalry.

Lothar couldn't help complaining to Andreas on the side: "Look, today is really a special day, I think I should hold a court meeting specially for this, instead of sitting here and wanting to take a nap, but I was disturbed one after another."

This is the first time for him to relax in the mansion, and he originally planned to spend some time with Banruo and Fringilla.

Andreas smiled and didn't answer.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

After Ulm saluted Lothar, he said, "My lord, didn't you authorize me to form a country circuit court?
This heretic, Aziz, accused me of Lord Adnan of Abdul village, and I did not know what to do, so I brought him back to you. "

Lothar suddenly said: "Adnan—I remember this name, he met me the second day after I arrived in Hebron, and presented three fine war horses and a season of taxes as gifts."

Ulm was stunned for a moment: "My lord, shouldn't I bring him back?"

Lothar shook his head and said: "No, of course it should be done. This is what I want you to open a circuit court. I have to let these heretics know that there are still people who can manage those taxpayers riding on their heads."

He looked at the pagan named Aziz.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was so miserable. He had obviously just experienced a severe beating when he came here.

"Aziz, I am the lord of Hebron, Lothar von Habsburg, and since you are willing to accuse the head of your village to my inspector, you must have heard my name. I I heard from my inspector that your wife was raped by Adnan, is there any evidence for this?"

On the side, the cavalryman named Senmut talked with Aziz for a while, and replied: "My lord, he said that he has no evidence, but this matter is not a secret in the village, and many people know about it."

"Have you sent someone to verify?"

Lothar looked at Ulm.

Ulm was ashamed: "I'm sorry, my lord, I'm afraid of alarming this Adnan."

Lothar shook his head and said, "No need to be sorry, it's normal for you to have concerns."

Many villages in this era are quite closed, and it is impossible for a stranger from outside to ask for information.

Lothar looked at the heretic. His clothes were disheveled, and there were many marks on it that looked like they were cut by tree branches while running wildly.

Looking at the appearance alone, Lothar believed nine points.

But he still said: "Aziz, I have to warn you, if you are making a false accusation, once verified, I will sentence you to hang."

Senmut translated: "My lord, he said he swore by the flame that if he told a false word, the corpse would be eaten by vultures and never be thrown into the flames."

Lothar nodded slightly.

He also just asked a question procedurally.

Just ask, if there is no real grievance, who would think of suing a pagan lord about the "lord" in his village?

As a model of buying horse bones with thousands of dollars, Lothar attaches great importance to this matter. He said: "Ulm, you immediately go to the City Guards to find someone who is from Abdu Village or has relatives there to inquire about this matter. Whether the matter is true or not, if it is true, immediately lead troops to break into Adnan's mansion."

Ulm took command.

Senmut also translated the words to Aziz.

Aziz immediately fell to his knees, thanking him repeatedly with a choked voice.

Before he came, he had considered that Lothar would hang him indiscriminately, and that Lothar would use him as a bargaining chip to blackmail Adnan.

The only thing I didn't expect was that things would go so smoothly.

Even if there is a language barrier, Lothar can feel the sincerity of the other party.

He smiled: "Don't be grateful to me, Aziz. As my subject, I have an obligation to protect you when I enjoy the taxes you contributed."

Lothar ordered someone to take Aziz down and find a room to rest.

Andreas opened his mouth and closed it again.

"What are you talking about?"

"My lord, I understand what you're thinking, but wouldn't it be too intense to mobilize two heathen 'headmen' in a row?"

He carefully sorted out his words, not expressing the biggest worry in his heart.

Lothar smiled and said: "It's good to be fierce. I wish they would unite to start a rebellion. I have a reason to kill them all."

Although these pagan leaders have money, the money cannot be converted into military power in an open and honest manner.

If the opponents were not pagans, but a group of Western European lords, even if they spent money and hired mercenary groups, they could piece together a large army of tens of thousands of people.

But there has never been an if in this world.

"A group of rotten fish and rotten shrimp, do I really need to spend several years, or even more than ten years, slowly grinding with them? I don't have this kind of idleness."

Lothar muttered to himself.

"However, in my opinion, as long as the teacher is famous, there is no possibility for these people to unite."

Don't be afraid to return.

But if there is a fight, it will consume the development potential of the entire Hebron.

(End of this chapter)

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