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Chapter 44 Lothar's Armored Sergeant

Jerusalem.

Constance Manor.

Ryan watched Mordel train the recruits in boredom.

Gather and line up, march with sticks, turn left and right, squat down and stand up, square formation, circular formation.
The sound of chaotic footsteps made the originally clean and tidy manor full of dust.

"Everyone, stand at attention where you are, and don't whisper or make any changes until the church bell rings!"

Mordel exclaimed gravely.

He has a round beard and always has a calm expression on his face. He is more suitable as a recruit training officer than Ryan.

He was holding a whip in his hand, and when he sensed any movement, he immediately whipped it down.

Under the scorching sun, the recruits in full armor were already sweating profusely.

If it weren't for the higher salary offered by the Constance Manor, and the food far surpassed the soldiers recruited by the Kingdom of Jerusalem, these people would not be able to endure this boring training anyway.

In their view, this kind of training is useless and purely tormenting people.

There is simply no way to improve their survival rate on the battlefield.

It's not as useful as slashing at the target with a wooden sword.

A quarter of an hour later, the church bell rang.

The recruits breathed a sigh of relief immediately, squatting or sitting on the ground loosely.

"Remove armor and rest!"

Mordel ordered.

"Next, I will teach you how to maintain your armor and weapons. I think you should be very clear about the value of the armor on your body. They are more valuable than you, and they are also the foundation of your survival on the battlefield!"

The faces of the recruits were serious, of course they knew how much a pair of armor was worth.

In other words, before they came to the Holy Land, when they were recruiting peasant soldiers or urban militiamen, it was impossible for the lords to give them armor. This was the treatment that only the lord's personal guards could have.

This is one of the reasons why recruits endure this kind of training.

Ryan watched Model explain the basics, and sat lazily under the shade of a tree.

After a while, the explanation ended.

The recruits began the long process of "punishment standing" again.

Mordel walked against the sun, took off his helmet and even poured water.

"I know that my lord's purpose is to train the 'discipline' of these armored soldiers, so that they can use their arms and fingers on the battlefield, so that they will not be easily broken by the cavalry."

"But this kind of training is really boring, and none of the leaders brought from Austria are very useful."

Model frowned and said: "Ryan, training the new army is a boring thing, but you have to know that this new army is the team after you and me, the quality of the training is related to our future future. "

A gleam of heat flashed in Model's eyes: "Don't you want to be like those master knights, wearing bright armor and striding across the battlefield?"

"Think about it, but you've seen it too. These idiots can't even tell the left from the right, and they practice every turn in a mess like frightened sheep. How can adults be satisfied with this appearance?"

"Then practice more!"

Mordel gritted his teeth.

The training of this group of recruits is indeed somewhat unsatisfactory, because although they are strong and strong, most of them are illiterate, and very few of them have attended mission schools.

There is no distinction between left and right, how can we form a dense queue and move forward in unison?

Even the queues are not neat, but they are just conscripts in armor, looking like shit.

At this time, there was a sound of horseshoes in the streets and alleys.

A knight wearing Saracen-style black scale armor slowly stepped into the manor under the surprised eyes of Ryan and Model.

"Stop coming, this is Lord Lothar's private estate! Guests are not accepted!"

"Pagan, you have defiled this pure land!"

Ryan and Model immediately took up their weapons and surrounded them.

A few guardsmen also followed with their weapons in hand. They had been training for the longest time and had initially acquired combat effectiveness.

"We've only been separated for half a month, and you don't even recognize me?"

A familiar voice rang out.

Ryan, Model, and the faces of all the leaders suddenly became surprised.

"It's the voice of an adult!"

"Master is back!"

Without Lothar, they are as if they have lost their backbone.

Although Ryan and Model are good soldiers, they are not yet able to stand alone.

The knight took off the mask and hood around his face: "Lion, Model, and my subjects, long time no see."

He turned his attention to the recruits who were undergoing standing training.

Although they were full of surprise and curiosity, they didn't rush away because of this, and gathered around to watch the excitement.

Model's rigorous training has paid off.

Lothar put the reins into Ryan's hands, and went straight to a group of recruits.

"For the first time, my soldiers, I am your lord and the object of allegiance, and the employer who pays your salary. You have trained well, keep it up."

After finishing speaking, he told Model again: "An extra meal tonight, let everyone eat meat."

All the recruits immediately cheered.

"Long live!"

"Father bless you, generous sir!"

"Praise you!"

Hans, Banruo and Fringila slowly walked into the manor at this time.

"Long time no see, my dear brothers!"

With tears in his eyes, Hans hugged Ryan and Model.

"Long time no see."

The two were taken aback by Hans' enthusiasm.

"Brothers, find some reliable people to carry the bags carried by the horses, and then take good care of these poor big animals."

"It's been a hard journey for them!"

Hans, who no longer needs to do rough work, feels relieved.

At this time, Lothar shouted:
"Model, you continue to train. Ryan, come with me, I have to find out what happened in the manor recently."

"My lord, you follow me first."

Ryan took Lothar to the warehouse, pointed to the neatly displayed ordnance here and said: "Here are one hundred iron gun heads, leather round shields, sixty kite-shaped shields, and some armor pieces for repairing armor. Hammer, more than ten hammers with one hand."

"There are three sets of bows and two crossbows."

Pope Innocent III once issued a ban on bows and crossbows, strictly prohibiting the use of bows and crossbows against Christian brothers, but few feudal monarchs would take this matter to heart.

Isn't banning all long-range weapons such as bows and crossbows equivalent to abolishing martial arts?

What's more, this is Jerusalem, and what Lothar wants to use the bow and crossbow to fight is also the "evil" heretics.

"It's a good job. It's enough to have a bow and crossbow. You don't need to invest a lot of energy. At present, the main thing is to train armored sergeants."

Lothar does not plan to form light infantry units on a large scale, because light infantry is only more lethal to unarmored troops.

For armored knights and armored sergeants, it's nothing more than an itch.

He didn't plan to form a cavalry archer either.

One is that the training is more difficult. If you are not a nomad, if you want to master riding and archery skills, even if you stop horseback riding and archery, you have to spend a lot of training.

Furthermore, horse archery in this era, because the range of the horse bow is far inferior to that of the infantry bow, it is difficult to penetrate the iron armor, and it is actually a tasteless one.

The reason why the Tatar iron cavalry is strong is that they are strong in their advanced organizational form, the extremely high mobility obtained by mainly cavalry units, not in bow cavalry.

Among the Tatar iron cavalry, there are quite a few heavy armored cavalry, and the armor rate of the troops is much higher than that of most armies of this era, including the Crusaders.

It cannot be said that the Crusader cavalry was defeated by the Tatar cavalry, the Tatar cavalry was defeated by the Mamluks, and the Mamluk cavalry was defeated by the Crusaders.

It is ironic that the Crusader cavalry is smaller than the Tatar cavalry, smaller than the Mamluks, and smaller than the Crusader cavalry cycle.

To make an inappropriate analogy, the Crusader cavalry is a tiger tank, and the Tatar cavalry is a t34. Both have their own advantages and disadvantages.

But in this era, crusader knights with loose organization, advocating individual heroism, and rigid tactics are absolutely impossible to defeat the Tatar cavalry.

He raided the castle of Kokbu this time and gained a lot of wealth. To form it, he had to form the king of this era, the heavy cavalry.

As for where the source of soldiers would come from, he was still considering.

Leaving the warehouse, Lothar followed Ryan to observe the training of armored sergeants, and couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Different from the high requirements of Ryan and Model, Lothar knows that it is already very good to be able to recruit and train such a team in just half a month.

Moreover, many of these sergeants have seen blood.

The path of pilgrims is full of dangers, and those who can reach the Holy Land alive require both luck and ability.

Therefore, this armored sergeant has actually begun to take shape.

After another month of training, he should be able to go to the battlefield.

Lothar patted Model on the shoulder: "You two have done a good job during this period, after the training is over, go buy some seeds, farm tools, and check if there are blacksmiths and carpenters by the way, the blacksmith shop and carpenters in the manor The square can't just be abandoned like this."

"Is there someone to take care of the stables? These exquisite animals must be taken care of urgently. If they get sick, they must be isolated in time."

The eight Arabian war horses they brought back were all top-notch products, and they were worth at least three hundred gold coins.

Lothar was chattering.

Outside the manor, there was a rush of hoofbeats.

The Jerusalem royal knight in a red and white blouse stopped at the gate of the manor and said in a hurried tone: "Knight Lothar, Your Majesty has summoned you and wants you to enter the palace immediately."

Lothar said quickly: "I see, please let me change my clothes."

The knight shook his head and said, "No need, after you enter the palace, someone will wait for you to take a bath and change clothes."

(End of this chapter)