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Chapter 265 Jeanna's Vigilance

early morning.

In the garden, there were bursts of birdsong.

Lothar, who had had breakfast, was reading a volume of books wrapped in faded old parchment.

Looking at his furrowed brows, you can tell that this reading is not going well.

Facts have proved that his original prediction was correct.

Anna has no intention of hiding anything. This magic book is all-encompassing. It fully explains the structure and principle of each fire attribute spell. After a rough count, it includes at least twelve spells.

But the problem is that Lothar can't understand.

Blood magic is not of the same system as the magic of this world. Even if there is something in common, it cannot be discovered by a person like Lothar who knows what it is but does not know why.

Coupled with those awkward proper nouns, it is obviously impossible to understand this book without a professional teacher.

At this time.

Prajna's cold voice came from behind Lothar.

She handed the changed sheets to Lothar, lowered her voice naturally, and said, "Let's find a place where no one is washing it."

Lothar took the sheet.

Looking at this with some doubts, as if nothing happened to the woman in the past two nights.

She still maintained her usual indifferent style. Seeing Lothar staring at her all the time, she couldn't hold back anymore, and said softly, "When I was washing the sheets yesterday, Jeanna almost saw through me."

Lothar couldn't help but said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Prajna is very moist.

Probably this kind of person who is as cold as an iceberg, when he is melted by the heat, will inevitably be like a trickling brook, flowing water.

So the sheets must be changed.

As for directly burning it?

This is a silk bed sheet, and there will be a long time to come, so how can it be so wasteful.

Lothar took advantage of the opportunity to grab Banruo's hand and clasped her fingers together. The delicate touch reminded him of the scenes of the past two nights.

She struggled, seeing that she hadn't, she whispered helplessly: "Stop making trouble."

Lothar said regretfully, "Flynn is coming back to sleep tonight."

"You still want?"

"Ah."

Banruo frowned, thought about it carefully, and refused: "No, I don't want to be exposed so early. How long have we been talking? Sleeping together so quickly is already too much."

She could even think of what embarrassing and embarrassing things Jeanne would say after learning about this.

Although she could pretend she couldn't hear her in accordance with her usual style, the reason it worked so well before was because she really didn't care, but she obviously cared about this kind of thing.

"Ok."

Lothar was about to leave holding the tub.

"Wait a moment."

"what?"

Turning around, her cold lips were on his face, she whispered: "I didn't want to explain, but considering you might misunderstand, the ghost clan doesn't have that kind of thing."

Lothar didn't know what to say for a while.

"Go."

Looking at Lothar's sneaky back, Hannya couldn't help showing a smile on her face—my lord, it's really cute.

A cavalry battalion outside Hebron.

Jeanna rode on the back of the bloody horse named Putao.

She swept across the armored horse archers in front of her with a serious expression.

They all wore domed mail-covered helmets, with only the eyes and nostrils exposed, and a set of ring-necked chain mail under it, over a quilted mail, and behind them a majestic purple cloak.

The tall horse under the crotch is also wearing horse armor, and even the horse's belly is protected by linen strips, with only a ponytail exposed.

For such a cavalry outfit, it would take an hour to put on the armor neatly, and professional attendants were required to help. Ordinary farmers would not wear such horse armor.

Because the head armor, neck armor, chest armor, and body armor of this pair of horse armor seem to be integrated, but in fact they can all be disassembled and need to be assembled in sequence.

What an expensive army!

This is the evaluation given by Jeanne.

For the same price, Jeanna felt that she could set up a light cavalry archer, a heavy armored cavalry (shock cavalry), and a hand-to-hand cavalry.

Among other things, that purple cloak is enough to exchange for a set of knight's full armor.

Even if the individual combat power is not as good as the Byzantine cavalry, but in a three-on-one, she feels that she has no possibility of losing.

"Tell me, what kind of fighting style do you generally use?"

An archer replied: "Chief knight, we adopt a large wedge formation. The cavalry in the first five rows are all armed with maces. The cavalry in the back row are all heavy cavalry archers like us except for the cavalry on both sides."

"We often use the method of frontal charge. Before approaching the enemy, our heavy-armored bow cavalry shoots at the enemy to disrupt the enemy's position. After approaching the enemy, we can approach the enemy and shoot, or switch to secondary weapons such as maces and maces. , charge the enemy."

Jeanne was thoughtful: "It sounds like a heavy infantry phalanx riding on horseback with mobility and protection."

"But you should have seen hussars. Their fighting style is completely different from the comrades in your memory. Have you thought about how to cooperate?"

The heavy armored archers looked at each other.

After being transferred, they are all excellent soldiers, but it doesn't mean that they can integrate the tactics in their memory and introduce new ones.

Jeanne didn't show mercy to these people at all: "I warn you, don't really take those things in your head as treasures.

The armored cavalry of the Eastern Empire has not been able to rebuild a large-scale establishment since its collapse, and the emperor of Constantinople began to hire Latin knights.

What does this mean?
It shows that your tactics have been abandoned by the times. "

A cavalry archer protested somewhat dissatisfied: "We don't need to cooperate with the winged cavalry at all. We just need to be placed in front of the enemy's formation, and after shooting with the enemy's light infantry, we can switch to melee weapons and charge first."

Jean Na frowned, and her voice became sharper: "What a foolish idea to exploit one's weaknesses and avoid one's strengths!
Side charge, back charge, which one is not better than frontal charge?If you are only arranged to charge head-on, why equip you with horses?

In cavalry warfare, there are naturally winged cavalry to intercept for you. You just need to move to the right place and charge at the weakest point of the enemy, understand? "

The cavalry archers were a little excited and said, "Understood!"

Some words can be understood by others, but I am limited by the misunderstanding of thinking, and it is difficult to change my thinking.

Jeanne snorted and muttered something under her breath.

"A group of recruits."

Hussars, Varangian guards, and remaining veterans are all elites who have grown up through iron and blood and have integrated battle memories.

Equipped bow cavalry and woodland shooter, in Jeanna's view, although they behaved sophisticatedly, in fact, they were still a group of recruits.

"Go to the new barracks for training this afternoon. Your lord has given you fighting skills, but that doesn't mean you can sit back and relax."

Jeanna scowled with a sullen face.

The horse archers were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath.

Jeanna snorted softly, clamped her horse's belly lightly, and ran towards the city. She really hasn't fished recently, but after leaving the mansion for a long time, she always feels that she has missed something.

"During this time, there seems to be a lot of opportunities for adults to be alone with Prajna."

"Damn it, this sullen woman has already succeeded, right?"

Jean Na frowned her vigorous and thick eyebrows: "I always feel that there is some secret hidden between them that I don't know."

(End of this chapter)