People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 52 Miracles
The brand-new gray wall bricks seem so out of place with the surrounding world where everything has been eroded by yellow sand into earthy yellow.

The flag of the black eagle fluttered at the top of the lord's hall.

Leonard knew that this was the personal coat of arms of his new lord.

The sleepy-eyed sergeant walked out of the barracks, stretched his waist and asked, "Old Leonard, what happened?"

"Is it time for drills? I heard that Mr. Mordel is a very strict officer. If we are late, we will definitely be whipped."

"See for yourself!"

Leonard raised his hand, wanting to stretch out his finger, but worried about offending, he put it down immediately.

In addition to this brand-new castle, which is not inferior to the great lord's castle, a huge stone barracks was also built on an open space beside the city wall.

On the tower of the barracks, two flags were hoisted.

One side is the familiar black eagle flag, and the other flag has a red background, with a cavalryman holding a spear and wings on his back drawn on it.

"Did you hear anything last night?"

"No, this is definitely not a magnificent building that can be built overnight!"

Fortunately, the main building of the castle, from the outside, is just a new look after repairs.

But this stone barracks was clearly built from scratch, and it stood upright overnight!
"miracle!"

"This is a miracle!"

"This is the will of the Father!"

Leonard subconsciously muttered to himself: "Your Excellency is the one favored by God!"

Lothar appeared behind Leonard at some point. He wore a silk shirt and drew the cross in front of him: "That's right, this is the will of the Heavenly Father."

His face was flattered and calm: "There is no need to make a fuss about it. Miracles are not for people to worship, but are tools to help us protect the holy land."

Construct buildings systematically, without the majestic movement of bricks and stones flying around and stacking layers together.

Instead, according to the actual situation of the construction site, it is renovated, processed or directly built out of thin air.

This kind of method similar to the creation of the void gave Lothar a big jump last night.

"Yes, my lord, we know!"

Soon, the silent Jogrisburg woke up.

There was a lot of voices, and everyone was shocked to see this miracle.

Some people even put down everything in their hands and came to pay their respects outside the lord's hall, only to be driven away by Leonard cursing.

"Such a miracle is not for you to worship, the adults said, it is a tool given to us by the heavenly father to defend the holy place!"

"Hans, did you choose a suitable cavalry candidate last night?"

Lothar finds Hans.

Hans didn't feel much shock about the system creation. He knew everything that happened last night, but he couldn't help feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.

As a one-star retinue, he has no advantage over wing cavalry. If these "outsiders" really compare him, he will be too ashamed!
Moreover, the hussars are their old enemies of the Teutonic Knights.

Ping Du Zhenlu, Ping Du is them!

Hans secretly made up his mind: he must work harder to improve himself!Even if you can't train your skills, at least increase your attribute value!

"There is one. His name is Ulm. He used to graze for the village chief's family. Later, he served as a messenger for Yogrysburg. He often travels between Jerusalem and Jogrysburg. He is quite skilled in riding."

Lothar frowned: "Is there only one?"

Hans was also a little helpless: "There are a few others who have also ridden horses, but their riding skills are obviously not as good as Ulm's. It is still too reluctant to train them as cavalry sergeants."

In this era, except for nomads and knights, people who are good at riding are really rare.

Lothar also knew this, nodded, and said: "Bring this Ulm over first, I decided to promote him to the No.1 cavalry."

In addition to paying attention to clear rewards and punishments in the army, the capable are given priority.

Even if the general is chosen among the dwarfs, this one named Ulm is the most outstanding one among the more than [-] sergeants.

He intends to test the waters with this man first.

Ulm came quickly.

This is a dark but handsome young man with a thin beard on his chin and wearing a chain mail shirt with holes.

"Ulm, are you a German?"

Ulm hurriedly said: "Yes, my lord, my father is from Bavaria. He participated in the Second Eastern Expedition. We settled in Sego at that time."

"good."

It can be regarded as rooted and seedling red.

Ulm tentatively asked, "My lord, do you really want me to be a cavalryman?"

"Of course, you will be the No.1 cavalry under my command!"

His expression was so excited that his speech was a bit staccato: "My... my lord, I am very honored... I mean, I am very honored to be the No.1 cavalryman of the heavenly father's darling."

The "miracle" performed by Lothar made this pious soldier regard Lothar as a new holy son.

"Take your horse and come with me."

Lothar led the soldiers to the gate of the hussars' barracks.

This tall stone building is more like a pocket fortress than a barracks.

Lothar walked into the barracks first: "From now on, this is your barracks. You will become a glorious hussar and train here."

Without hesitation, Ulm led the distributed horses and walked in.

There is a huge racetrack here.

On both sides of the field, there are weapon racks with armor and spears.

Lothar led him to the weapon rack.

Ulm stared at the four-meter-long slender lance with some confusion in his eyes. With the help of Lothar, he skillfully put on the armor one by one.

Lothar finally took a broad sword in his hand and said, "Kneel down, cavalryman, as your lord, I will give you the sword!"

Ulm immediately knelt down on one knee, raised his hands, and took the broadsword.

He was a little puzzled: "I... I seem to have a lot of memories in my mind, as if I was born to use these weapons... My lord, is this the favor bestowed on me by the heavenly father?"

"That's right, this is the favor bestowed on you by the Heavenly Father through my hands. Use this power well, protect your oath, protect the Holy City, and don't disappoint my favor for you."

Lothar looked at Ulm, who was wearing new armor and a lobster helmet. He looked like a completely new Ulm, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

The system beeps:

Your soldier has undergone arduous training and has been successfully promoted to Hussar. His loyalty to you will always be Max.

Although fifty Suledes are expensive, compared to a hussar whose combat power is not inferior to that of a knight, or even surpassed, it is undoubtedly a cheap and good product.

More importantly, be loyal!

He silently increased the number of ten cavalrymen he expected to train in his heart to twenty.

With 20 loyal and fearless hussars, he will have an absolutely strong core force, even if he goes to Jerusalem to serve, he will have more confidence.

He believed that when he next returned to Jerusalem.

He will really attract the attention of those powerful people in Jerusalem, instead of being just a rising star valued by Baldwin IV as he is now.

"Go, Ulm, show everyone your weapons and equipment, and tell them that loyalty will be rewarded!"

"Yes!"

Ulm excitedly mounted his mount and walked outside the barracks.

...

"Father, where did the knight master come from?"

"This face...is Ulm!"

"Ulm, come and show everyone that you were a postman yesterday, and today you are a noble knight."

The sergeants were amazed again and again.

"Cavalry, not knights."

Ulm emphasized.

Cavalry is a profession, and knights are a class.

The soldier was full of envy: "It's really good. If this armor is sold in the market, at least it can buy a small manor. I've never seen such a beautiful armor."

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the armor that the lord gave me. I have decided to dedicate everything to the lord, so how can I resell this precious armor?"

A trace of anger welled up on Ulm's face.

"Just kidding."

The soldier quickly explained: "We all know that your lord is the favorite of the heavenly father, and he is destined to make a great cause. How could I really have such an ugly idea that is no different from Judas?"

Someone smoothed things over and said, "That's right, Ulm, don't pay too much attention to this idiot's nonsense, we all know that his mouth is like the buttocks of a male mule, and he will pull out a string of Smelly shit. But I promise, it didn't go through his brain."

"Ulm, please take a leave of absence from the adults tonight, let's go back to the village? Those young girls must not be able to close their legs when they see you like this."

"That is, people who looked down on you before have to bow to you and call you master now, so they can't tell the difference between knights and cavalry!"

Ulm looked resolute, shook his head and said: "No, as a glorious hussars, it is my sacred mission to serve the Lord and defend the holy city. For me, the things you said have been lost. significance."

He rode on his horse and ran out of the castle as fast as he could.

"Heavenly Father, Ulm seems to be a different person... Could it be that he got enlightenment from the Lord Lord?"

"Is this still the Little Ulm we are familiar with?"

"The way he looked at me just now made me feel fear!"

The soldiers familiar with Ulm looked at each other.

Lothar looked at this scene, a little silent.

He likes loyal soldiers, but he is very clear that this kind of brainwashing method is definitely not the right way.

But he still does it.

Ulm rode some majestic mounts and ran around the wall outside the castle.

He had never felt that his riding skills were so superb, and the armor that he thought should be quite heavy was actually not that amazingly heavy.

As he charged, he felt like a howling wind.

The wind and sand brought by the hooves of the war horse flew past the wings behind him, making a rustling whistle.

"This is the hussars!"

Ulm shouted excitedly. He felt that his previous life was like a joke. He didn't get real salvation until he met Lord "Holy Son"!
(End of this chapter)