In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 716

c713 March on Alexandria

“Santa Rosa is on top!”

“With strength, kindness, and virtue, God bless my king Lothar, may he always be victorious and prosperous!”

After witnessing a divine battle and watching the fallen Grand Marshal regain a new life, I don’t know who started. The battle monks in simple clothes, the regional priests, and even the bishop began to chant this miracle.

Many Crusaders once again began to call out the title “Crusader King” they had called before.

Maybe Lothar hasn’t really been crowned king, but with the title of “Crusader King” prefixed, even the two real kings present will not show any surprise or dissatisfaction. That is what he deserves. of.

As long as he doesn’t recognize the name of the Holy Son openly and openly, it’s fine to leave them some room.

This scene also left a deep impression on the Saracens.

If the golden giant who was defeated at the hands of the pagan demon god was really the holy fire they believed in, the omniscient and omnipotent god of light, why would he be defeated by the pagan demon god?

If it wasn’t God, why didn’t God appear at the critical moment and instead let a “false god” come to the rescue?

I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out at all!

“Maybe God doesn’t exist at all.”

“Or maybe He doesn’t care about us at all, and we have been abandoned by God.”

Some devout believers were stunned and sat on the ground, letting their fleeing companions trample them under their feet. Some Zoroastrian believers simply came to the roadside, tremblingly raised their weapons, and ended their lives neatly.

In the teachings of Zoroastrianism, suicide is a serious crime that will lead to hell and will never be redeemed.

Because a person’s life and death can only be determined by God.

When they commit such blasphemous acts, on the one hand, their inner faith has completely collapsed, and on the other hand, they are expressing their resentment towards God. No matter which way they are, it is extremely treasonous.

A wise man cried out sadly: “My brothers, pagan demons are prevalent because our piety and virtue are not enough. Therefore, the Lord has given us a test to distinguish the noble from the base among us, so that the noble can be promoted.” Go to heaven, and the despicable people will fall into hell forever, so don’t destroy your life because of it.”

Some bright-minded Saracen priests have already begun to think about how to cooperate with the Crusaders.

Didn’t those Franks, who took Semenud and Damietta, force everyone to convert to Christianity? If the Franks wanted to rule Egypt, they still couldn’t do without the help of their clergy.

At best, the days ahead will be much more difficult than before.

Someone said: “We must obey and should not resist, because this is a suffering given by the Lord to survive under the rule of pagans in order to atone for our sins so that we can ascend to the kingdom of heaven.”

Some people refuted angrily: “Look at this talkative villain. Such an unclean person has also infiltrated into our orthodox church and pretended to be a noble person. This is why the Lord gave us a test. Only in the face of adversity can we distinguish. Get rid of those despicable people.”

There was a quarrel between the two parties. Zoroastrianism in Egypt had left a large number of “Shi’i remnants” due to the Fatimid dynasty that previously ruled here. The Ayyubid dynasty replaced them in less than twenty years.

Facing difficulties at this time, these “remnants of the Shi sect” who had been suppressed immediately stood up and started a battle with the “Shi sect orthodox”.

The fleeing Saracens are still on the run, and whether they want to obey or resist, staying here is not a wise choice.

It’s just that both sides retreated while loudly refuting each other’s teachings. Even if they still retained most of their effective strength, the Saracen coalition, which was once again divided, was in disarray and could no longer become a threat to the Crusaders.

“Ivan, I said that we can’t defeat Duke Lothar. He is not only a secular monarch, but also the side of the heavenly father that I believe in. The Son also faced disasters in the beginning, but they were all foreseen by him. And willing to bear it.”

Baron Fulk knelt on the ground, took out the deeply hidden cross from his collar, and prayed softly.

“When things come to a close, what’s the point of talking about this. Don’t forget that you are a damned heretic just like us now. Even in the eyes of the Franks, traitors like you are more hateful than us.”

Ivan’s tone was a little frustrated, the direction of the war was completely different from what he expected.

His proud personal bravery and the elite troops he led were like a stone thrown into the sea, without even stirring up a splash, and were easily washed away by those iron armors.

All achievements have become idle talk.

“Let’s go. We still have some wealth left. It’s time to leave Egypt by boat.”

Among the Mamluks who came to Egypt with him, the group that supported his master “Takidin” the most were almost all dead, so now these Mamluks can be regarded as the military power under his personal control.

“Ivan, I won’t leave with you.”

Fulk shook his head. He knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, and planned to accept his fate calmly-whether he was sent to the gallows, burned at the stake, or thrown into a mine as a slave.

“Mad man!”

Bang–

Ivan hit Fulk on the back of the neck with the hilt of his sword, and ordered someone to pick up the guy who had fainted and was looking for death and threw him on the horse.

Before leaving, he couldn’t help but look back at the ray of light, like the shadow of a god who came to the world, and murmured in a low voice: “In short, this is the last time I fight you, and there will be no next time. I swear!”

He has no plans to return to Aleppo.

In his opinion, the Crusaders would conquer that place sooner or later, and the fall of the Ayyubid dynasty was inevitable.

It would be better to retreat to Asia Minor directly. Whether fighting the Greeks with the King of Roma or going to the Persian territory to find work, there would always be a way to survive.

After careful consideration, the latter is more reliable.

After all, Roma is not far from the Franks. The Persians are said to be fighting with nomads from the eastern grasslands. Nomads, needless to say, have any fighting power. Ivan, who often dealt with the Cumans in his early years, simply disdained them.

Only the pampered Persian masters would suffer in front of such an enemy.

“It’s hard to imagine.”

“Is this Lothar a master of transfiguration in the legendary field?”

A caster of the advisory group was shocked. They once thought that they were the top strong men in the world, but today they realized that they were like toads sitting at the bottom of a well and watching the sky.

The fighting power shown by Shemaier far exceeded their imagination of legends.

Each of those giant gods showed a much stronger fighting power than them, and the green mummies and earth and stone giants were far superior to them.

But who would have thought that even such a powerful Shemaier would end up in a miserable defeat, and that the enemy he fought to the death with actually resurrected in front of everyone after the battle.

“Everyone, let’s go now.”

As they spoke, several solitary spellcasters left without saying a word.

“I hope this Master Lothar won’t hold a grudge against us.”

Someone muttered in a low voice and took out a broom and put it under his crotch.

Not long after, all the mage consultants that Saladin had spent a lot of money on, scattered like birds and beasts.

Lothar felt the state of reshaping his body and breathed a sigh of relief – no matter how you look at it, the taste of death is not good. He still felt a wave of fear when he could return to the world from eternal silence, even if it was only a moment later.

If it was an ordinary person, it would be fine. Even if it was a high-level spellcaster, his soul would be annihilated in the explosion when Shemaier detonated the wedge-shaped clay tablet. However, Lothar’s soul strength was high enough, and the whole process of death was engraved in his heart very clearly.

After being reborn from the fire, his strength did not recover to its peak, and his mental power was still close to the state of being exhausted during the war. However, his physical injuries were completely healed, and the energy contained in his body was also roughly restored.

He sorted out his thoughts and walked towards the countless people cheering for him.

Shemaier is dead!

This was confirmed by the system, and even the experience was credited, allowing him to level up ten levels in a row and still have room for improvement. Unfortunately, he did not become an elite, so the extra experience could only be saved like this.

After adding all the sixty attribute points to the spirit, Lothar felt that his spirit immediately improved a lot.

“A legendary spellcaster is really hard to kill.”

He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

Although Shemaier had just entered the legendary realm, the wedge-shaped clay tablet was too powerful, and it raised his strength by a large margin. It was truly the most terrifying opponent he had faced so far, bar none.

A neigh.

Eclipse came running and knelt on the ground, as if he was imitating the Crusaders who knelt down to worship him.

Lothar sat on the horse with a solemn expression.

As the man on the giant horse approached, his eyes followed, and the cheers of the people gradually subsided. Whether they were ordinary soldiers, knights, nobles, or monks, they all knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to express their humility and respect.

In this era, the monarchy was not necessarily supreme. It was common for powerful vassals to disobey the monarch, even openly insult the monarch, and declare war on the monarch. It was also not uncommon for some powerful vassals to tease and provoke their monarchs at banquets.

Theocracy is not necessarily supreme either. Even if the Pope strongly opposed it and even openly supported the Lombard League, he still could not stop Emperor Henry from riding his horse and whipping his whip on the banks of the Po River.

But a monarch who holds both theocracy and monarchy, comparable to the emperor of the Eastern Empire, is different.

This also seems to indicate that the future Kingdom of Egypt will not be a loose alliance of lords like the European countries or the previous Saracen Dynasty, but a centralized country like the Eastern Empire.

Lothar rode Eclipse, the divine horse passed through the army and passed in front of every Crusader team.

After a long time, Losa returned to the front of the battle, raised the Spear of Destiny, which had become more glorious because of another great victory, and issued his own decree: “Everyone, the main force of the pagans has been defeated, and the road that blocked us to recover the Alexandria Bishopric has been cleared.”

He paused slightly and said loudly: “Next, let’s march towards Alexandria!”

He did not intend to recognize the title of the Son of God, because the Son of God is also a side of the Father, who is omniscient and omnipotent. This tiger skin is too easy to be punctured, and it will also attract unnecessary hostility.

What’s more, he has now become a big trend, and he should use the grand trend instead of taking an unconventional approach.

For him, the identity of a God-favored person is enough.

“By the order of my king, march towards Alexandria!”

“Long live!”

“In the name of the Father, in the name of Saint Losa, march!”

The huge and loose army formations, with a lot of voices, began to move forward in an orderly manner under the command of their respective lords.