People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 254 The Tree of Life at Mature Stage
A day later, New Habsburg.

Compared with the last time I passed by, there is no obvious change here.

The erosion of the oasis to the desert is silent.

If you look carefully, you can find that the road signs that were inserted on the side of the road before have been swallowed up by the oasis in just a few days, and the cracked wooden boards have even turned dark brown.

From a distance, you can see the huge canopy towering into the clouds, covering the entire sky like a pyramid.

Behind Lothar and Banruo was a tall and straight young cavalry archer in a linen shirt, advancing slowly.

The cavalry archer led the mount with a look of amazement on his face: "My lord, I haven't seen you for a month, and the sacred tree has grown taller again."

Lothar said meaningfully: "Soon, it will become higher."

The young cavalry archer was named Zach, who was originally a Hebron city guard. After Lothar arrived in Hebron last night, he changed his job to become the No.1 heavy cavalry under his command.

The full equipment of the heavy cavalry archers, including scale horse armor, riding bow, full scale armor, lined mail shirt, cavalry short spear and war hammer.

Such a pair of equipment, if worn all over the body, is no different from an oven in the climate of the Holy Land.

This is also the reason why the impact force of the mounted cavalry is weak. The weight of the mount load is too high, and it is difficult to have the indomitable impact force like the Latin knight (the Greek name for the Franks).

Therefore, heavy cavalry archers actually need to be used flexibly.

If you use them to confront cavalry, you don't need to equip vests and riding bows to increase the endurance and impact of the horses.

If you implement harassment tactics, you can go into battle lightly and shoot from a long distance.

If they are in the infantry sequence, they can shoot with bows from a long distance, or carry a warhammer in close combat and smash people's heads with a mace.

Their martial arts can also support their way of fighting, and they can be called all-round cavalry.

Of course, it would be wasteful to do so. For example, the cavalry spears used by heavy cavalry archers are definitely not as practical as the cavalry lances of Latin knights when cavalry hedges.

The best application situation is to be fully armed, shoot arrows from a long distance, and then attack the enemy's infantry phalanx with a warhammer.

Before approaching, Lothar felt the excitement from the tree of life.

The vines rolled up and clustered around them, and the hanging branches and leaves swayed like little snakes, as if they were escorting and welcoming him.

Lothar said with emotion: "The spirituality of the tree of life is getting higher and higher."

Banruo nodded: "It seems that becoming a god is still very good for it."

Gods are not a rare thing. The totem gods of black Africa and some uncivilized tribes can be said to be almost everywhere.

The tribes attacked each other, plundered the population, and held sacrifices. Basically, they were behind the scenes. They were not very high in personality. Many wizards were more qualified to be called gods than them.

"Prajna, tell me, the supernatural powers in the world are constantly appearing in the world, but the church can't produce a few famous supernatural beings. Is God not in a hurry?"

Prajna said in a flat tone: "In this world, during the heyday of Zoroastrianism, they even had to cross the Pyrenees, conquer Gaul, and convert the entire European continent to Zoroastrianism. At that time, I didn't see him in a hurry."

Lothar pondered: "Maybe, God doesn't care about belief at all. If any god wants to follow totem gods, animal spirits, etc., and rely on mortals' beliefs to survive, that personality is too low."

Zach listened to the blasphemous words, but there was no strange expression on his face.

He still believes in Heavenly Father, but in front of Lothar, he can only stand aside.

"Oh, the idea of ​​speculating on God as a mortal is really a bit whimsical."

Even if they are human beings, many low-level civilians can't even imagine how extravagant the emperor's life is.

Just in response to that sentence: you can't imagine the happiness of rich people.

"indeed."

Lothar took out the growth potion of the ancient tree of life, which was a bottle of emerald green potion.

It is crystal clear, and the amazing vitality can be felt through the bottle.

Probably resonating, the branches and leaves of the tree of life immediately moved, and surrounded Lothar.

It looks like a puppy having fun around its owner with a bone in his hand.

The strong longing made Lothar laugh and said: "Don't worry, this is for you."

He unscrewed the cork.

The branches and leaves of the tree of life stretched into the bottle, and the next moment, the ground began to tremble.

The fast-growing thick rhizomes spread rapidly underground.

At the edge of the oasis, clusters of grass and trees grew out, and began to swallow the desert at a fast speed.

A refreshing fragrance permeated the air.

Lothar took a deep breath, thoughtfully: "Is this the overflowing power of life?"

If it was in the game, there must be a series of +1s signs popping up above his head now.

Because just smelling this fragrance, he felt that he could prolong his life.

for a long time.

The tree of life finally quieted down.

Lothar raised his head and saw the branches and leaves of the big oak tree, verdant, and an acorn like the fruit that the little squirrel desperately pursued in the Ice Age was swaying gently on the branch.

He opened his hand.

The fruit immediately fell into his palm.

"This is your offspring?"

Feeling the certainty conveyed by the tree of life, Lothar put away the acorns.

I don't know where to plant this acorn.

The Sinai Desert will definitely not work. It is the edge of Lothar's rule, and it is also a natural moat that restricts Adil from projecting troops.

Then put it in Alandelle.

The area of ​​available arable land and the population of Alandele are not very large, it is just the acropolis of Ella Port.

There is a tree of life, and it may not be long before Alandelle can develop into a big city.

Moreover, it is also close to Ella Port. When the daughter body grows to a certain extent, it can also radiate Ella Port.

Lothar called Leonard who hurried over to greet him, and ordered:

"Leonard, find a city guard who is good at archery, and get some old armor."

Lothar has seen British longbowmen before. Only at close range can their bows and arrows be equipped with armor-piercing arrows to penetrate the armor of French knights.

Many French knights were only able to kill French knights with weapons after they were encircled by a group of infantry and dragged off their mounts, lifted their masks, or found weak defenses such as the neck.

This is also the meaning of heavy armor, expensive, there must be a reason for it.

During World War I, plate armor was not completely eliminated.

Soon, Leonard brought a young man in leather armor to Lothar.

He was a blond young man with small freckles on his face and a dark complexion, but with a very typical Germanic appearance.

"What's your name?"

The young man looked a little nervous: "My lord, my name is Roland. I used to be a hunter—a royal hunter. I donate leather to His Majesty every year. I'm not a poacher."

"Oh, don't worry, you should be clear about my personality. I plan to recruit you into my army as an archer. You will be paid every month, and you will also receive land subsidies."

Roland's expression was a little hesitant.

"My lord, in another week, it will be my turn to be promoted to Hussar. I don't want to be an archer."

Hussars, in his opinion, have already half-stepped into the knight class, even more prestigious than the knight master.

It's not appropriate to play hussars, but to be archers?
Isn't that crazy!
Historically, archers in the army have received the lowest treatment and are considered dishonorable.

In wars, those who are captured are often executed-because there is no need to ask for ransom.

"Don't worry, the archers I want you to make are not ordinary archers, they are on the same level as hussars."

"Is that so..."

Roland still hesitated.

He immediately refused and said, "My lord, I am not a cowardly person. I would rather fight with heretics with a lance than to kill an enemy with such a dishonorable weapon as a bow and arrow."

"Fuck!"

Leonard slapped Roland on the back of the head: "Do whatever your lord asks you to do. How can you bargain?"

"It's okay, Leonard, it's fine if he doesn't want to."

Lothar said with a smile, not thinking of disobedience: "Leonard, come with someone else."

Roland hesitated, but still grabbed Leonard who was about to walk away: "Wait, Lord Guard."

"My lord, then you should choose me."

"Why did you change your mind again?"

"If you really need archers, I'm sure the new Habsburg is the best."

Roland still had some confusion on his face.

He wanted to be a hussar, but since Lothar needed it, he was willing to make a certain sacrifice.

"Before you came, my lord, I knew exactly what this place looked like, and I have to repay your kindness."

A hint of relief rose in Lothar's heart: "Since it's decided, it can't be changed."

"No change, I am willing to be an archer - don't worry, I can shoot a rabbit every two hundred yards, and it will definitely not delay your business."

"Go, then, and kneel before the tree of life."

A leaf shook violently for a while, and then floated on Roland's forehead.

The branches, leaves and vines rolled and turned into a pair of rattan armor in front of him, two quiver bags filled with twelve bows and arrows, and a wooden bow with flying wing patterns carved on both ends.

Roland looked a little confused. He skillfully picked up the wooden bow in front of him and looked at Lothar.

"My lord, is this also a miracle?"

(End of this chapter)