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Chapter 244 Knight System (4k [-] in [-])

On the second day, the city of Matton River was calm.

There were still traces of yesterday's bloody battle on the top of the city, and the enemy's corpses were thrown off the top of the city, piled up in front of the stone bridge and stinking. The body, barely restrained, is being prepared for burial.

In the afternoon, Duke Anderf received a letter, and he approached Lauren.

"Duke Ke'an asked to clean up the battlefield together? Let them take the body back?" Lauren said with certainty after hearing the contents of the letter.

"Yes, I think we should agree. They proposed not to carry any weapons, and only send a hundred people." Duke Andev said.

Lauren expressed doubts about this.

Duke Andev had expected it long ago. He added: "I know your doubts, but don't worry too much. Here, it is very common for the two sides to send people to clean up the battlefield and the remains."

After hearing this, Lauren felt a little relieved, and recalled the content of the letter again. The hundred or so unarmed Verdusan people really couldn't pose a threat to the city.

Lauren nodded slowly in agreement.

After obtaining Lauren's consent, Duke Anderf explained another matter.

"Actually, there was another letter. They asked us to exchange prisoners with them."

"Approximately how many of us fell into their hands?" Lauren asked.

"Maybe more than 120 people. I have counted the number of missing people." Duke Anderf replied.

"Okay, I agree." Lauren made a judgment immediately.

This is exactly in line with Duke Andev's thinking, but the latter is a little curious why Lauren agreed so simply and neatly.

Facing Duke Andev's question, Lauren replied: "I seem to understand the point of defending the city."

"Oh?" Duke Andev looked puzzled.

Roland supported his head, thought for a while, and said simply: "On this towering city wall, we are alone, which is equivalent to five of them. Moreover, raising those prisoners of war requires food and care, so as to prevent them from escaping and killing us. One knife."

"It's a very simple idea, but you really grasped the point, Third Prince." Duke Andev laughed.

"Thanks to you, Duke Anderf, besides that, I also learned a lot of knowledge about defending the city, how to strengthen the city wall, how to ensure the water source, how to place the flag sentinel, and the direction of the enemy's attack. I learned it in Beitu."

Lauren sighed and said that there was no hypocrisy in his words.

"It's an honor to be a mentor to an heir to the throne in this regard." Duke Anderf readily accepted.

So, the two waited for the next day to come.

time flies.

In the city of Maton River, the defenders and the hundred or so Verdusan people who arrived cleaned up the corpses at the scene, barely cleaning up the battlefield.

And the exchange of captives had already been completed before the arrival of those Verdusan people.

Duke Andev frowned involuntarily as he watched the Verdusan who walked up the stone bridge and left with his companion's body.

Lauren walked up to the city wall and saw him standing at the top of the city head-on, and said, "The Verdusan people have been looking at our city walls and layout since they entered the city."

"I know, I've thought of this before, but... cleaning the battlefield is just like that."

Duke Anderf sighed and said:

"You know, if the remains of the enemy are left under the city wall, it is easy to cause a plague along the river on the stone bridge. And if we clean up these remains, it will not only take time and effort, but also be easy to be slandered by those Verdusan people. We desecrate the remains. You will not want to stoke the morale of the enemy."

Lauren nodded slowly, and he agreed with this statement.

"Compared to this, we should pay more attention to our city walls."

Prince Anderf stomped his feet,
"There is enough food and farmland in Marton River City, and the water source is not a problem, but our city walls seem a little unstable."

Roland immediately remembered the huge offensive of the Verdusan people in the past few days by two huge counterweight trebuchets. Even in the eyes of the Garda warriors, it was likened to the roar of the God of War.

Duke Andev frowned, and said bitterly: "Not long ago we were lucky to win, but now, if it's an ordinary trebuchet, we're more than enough to last."

As he spoke, the Duke turned his head and asked Lauren, "Do you know why the enemy chose to attack from the direction of the stone bridge instead of the meadow where we captured the city?"

Duke Andev's posture of asking questions is quite like a teacher, and he is indeed teaching Lauren.

This is all due to the fact that Lorendo has been observing the building and maintenance of the city walls of the southerners for a long time, and has shown great interest in this, as well as the importance that Duke Andev himself attaches to the enlightened Leidon people, and Loren's intellect. .

"Because there are no boulders for trebuchets on the meadow." Lauren stared at the direction where the Verdusan camped. "Only there are, and there is a steady stream."

"That's right, Lauren."

Duke Anderf said sternly:

"These days of the truce, the Verdusan people must be rushing to excavate the boulder. And it is difficult for us to launch a surprise attack on the enemy army that is far more numerous than us. To this day, I can only do my best to strengthen the city wall and pray for the blessing of the Lord."

Hearing this, Lauren's heart tightened a little. The Verdusan's offensive should not be underestimated.

And at this moment, the mighty Garda warriors will be fewer and fewer in one war after another, and there will be no new blood in this southern land.

The only thing I can do is to boost my morale as much as possible.

Lauren walked down the city wall and stepped on the avenue. He saw Mien's figure rushing from the camp to nowhere.

Doubts arose in his heart, and Lauren got up to catch up.

"Minn." Lauren called him.

Mi En turned his head at this time, looked at Lauren, and said in surprise: "Oh, the third prince."

"What are you going to do?" Lauren asked.

"Evening prayer, the knights and sergeants of Maiern gathered together for evening prayer, and I will go too." Mien replied a little embarrassed.

Obviously, the scribe did not forget that Loren, who claimed to have heard the oracle, had not yet been baptized and was still a pagan.

Lauren's eyes lit up at this moment.

What did he think of.

The casualties of the Leidon people could not be recruited in this southern land, but these southern knights and soldiers were born and raised on this land.

"Mion, I want to go with you." Lauren said.

Mi En looked very surprised, he didn't expect Lauren to make such a request.

A pagan attending vespers?

Minn really didn't dare to think about it.

However, Lauren's tone could not be refused. He almost ordered: "You must take me there, my servant who believes in the Lord."

Mi En still showed hesitation, and said, "But...but"

Lauren stared at Mien, the former monk, and said indifferently: "Why, can't pagans not pray at night? Don't you forget that I have heard the oracle of the Lord, and I am far closer to the gods than you. "

"Take me there, Mien, and I'm going to promise them good news, as you say. 'Gospel.'"

"What, what good news?" Mi En asked in surprise.

"I am going to convert to the Lord, and after I find that answer, I will put up the image of the Lord and build His church. I will be baptized and let the water of consecration soak every hair of my head."

"Think about it, Mien, in the northern land that worships his god, stand a king who believes in the Lord. You used to be a monk, studying the knowledge about God, tell me, this supreme glory, don't you Care to share?"

In Lauren's plain but passionate words, Mi En gradually turned from entanglement to unspeakable enthusiasm.

So Lauren prayed with the people from Mirne together.

Sometimes Vespers is Mass and sometimes it is not. The distinction is not so clear, but it is an ordinary priest who organizes Vespers, not a bishop or a priest, and probably cannot be counted as Mass.

The people of Myrn were amazed that their pagan lord should come to join them in the evening prayers, and they whispered and talked about it between the evening prayers.

Regardless of other things, in the prejudice of true believers, heretics are all barbarians wielding all kinds of strange weapons, with disheveled hair, and talking about other gods.

To the surprise of the true believers present, Lauren lowered his head and clasped his hands throughout the evening prayer, looking even more pious than them.

At the end of evening prayer, Lauren listened to the pastor's sermon.

The people from Myrne looked at Lauren, and everyone's eyes were surprised, especially those pious knights, whose expressions showed excitement. This group of pious knights who enjoy fiefs always worry from time to time, and are loyal to a pagan lord Finally, is there a place for them in the kingdom of heaven?

In the southern land, the lord is not only a material lord, but also a spiritual leader to some extent.The secular lords encouraged by the church are devout followers of the Lord of the Holy Mass.

In the eyes of those devout true believers, Lauren's act of evening prayer is undoubtedly approaching the secular lord encouraged by the church.

Therefore, a certain knight took courage, and with great courage, he took the initiative to ask Lauren if he wanted to convert.

"I still don't know my direction. You know, none of my ancestors believed in the Lord." Lauren stood up and looked at the people sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Everyone couldn't help showing disappointment for a moment, even Mi En also showed astonishment.

Are pagans after all pagans?

However, Lauren continued: "But my heart is for your Lord, but it's not yet the time, and I can't erect His icon yet."

"It's not yet time, my lord, so what is the time?!" A knight couldn't help but stood up and asked.

"We don't know anyone but God."

Lauren replied meaningfully.

After this evening prayer.

Lauren came to attend the vespers of the true believers every day and listened to the pastor's sermons.

Sometimes they also donate money to the local church, so that the resident priest will come to celebrate mass for the true believers.

Those soldiers who followed Lauren to Marton River City all because of land and profit, gradually developed a spiritual recognition for this pagan lord as the days passed.

Gradually, although he hadn't been baptized, Lauren was regarded as an inner true believer, and was supported by the soldiers of Mairn.

From this, Lauren understood why the soldiers of Marne supported him.

Most of the reasons are based on faith.

Convergent beliefs, across bloodlines, allow people to identify with each other and unite in one place in the name of the Lord.

The soldiers of the true religion were looking forward to a lord who believed in the Lord, and as a pagan who was about to convert, the soldiers of Marne supported him because they hoped to be baptized and converted.

However, whenever Lauren approached the icon, he would think of the unresolved question.

Even after hearing several sermons, he still couldn't know the answer.

As Lauren went to the evening prayers of the true believers many times, in contrast, the time for the third prince to go to the Leidon people of the Griffin clan was much less.

Until Master Masafei deliberately reminded him to attend the banquet.

Only then did he realize that he had gradually moved away from the traditional celebrations of the Ledon people.

"Master Masafei, I find that those knights in the south are good."

"Er what?" Before the bonfire, Master Ma Safei sneezed and asked slightly drunk.

Lauren summed up what he had seen and gained in the past few days when he came to the southern land, and then said: "The simplest advantage is that there is no need for the clan to distribute their weapons and armor."

"Oh, some of our rich Garda warriors don't need clan distribution." Master Masafei replied.

"Not only that, Master Masaphy,"

Lauren naturally knows how to explain,

"The knights are more tolerant of the dryness of marching over land than us Leydon people, and they are faster. Moreover, our will is as tenacious as the southern knights, because we all know that we are fighting for ourselves.

However, the southern knights and sergeants are more united in their will, they are elite, more disciplined, and easier to command. "

Master Masafei said contemptuously: "Roren, no one is easier to command than slaves, but slaves are not good soldiers."

"No, that's not what I mean, Master Masafei, but I only have one meaning,"

Seeing this, Lauren said bluntly:

"The knight system is more suitable for this believer's land than we are."

As a traditional Leidon man who drank wine, Master Masafei didn't quite understand this.

"What, are they better at fighting than us?"

Master Ma Safei asked back in disbelief.

"They know how to fight on the walls better than we do."

Lauren paused word by word,

"On the ground, they can not only fight on foot, but also charge on horseback. Together with their attendants, they can form combat teams one by one, which is like a flexible and sturdy chariot."

"Master Masafei, you should be able to see that on the city wall, when we Ratonians and knights confronted each other, we often suppressed them, but we were often interfered by his attendants, throwing stones or bows and arrows, and finally died of hatred."

The words fell to his ears, and Master Ma Safei also recalled that the facts were indeed as Lauren said, and he seemed to remember that Dosako was among them, and he also died because of the interference of the knight's attendants.

"We are invincible in looting, and we are invincible in a confrontation with 2000 people, but... what if the scale is expanded." Lauren asked.

Master Ma Safei shook his beard, and the pride of the Leiden people rose in his heart. He said, "Believe me, Lauren, as long as we Leiden people are not on the city wall, we will be in danger."

After hearing this, Lauren tried to persuade him with an example: "Remember, Master Masafei, the cavalry of the Shaqipo people are brave but scattered, and the more they fight, the less organized they are, so we rely on formation Shield, only to succeed repeatedly.

But the knights are different. The knights even have armor on their horses, and they also have armor on their bodies. They are more disciplined and able to charge than the Shaqipo people.

When the number is small, we Ratonians can easily defeat them by virtue of bravery, but what about when the number is large? "

However, no matter how Lauren explained it, as a traditional Leidonian, Master Masafei still had trouble understanding how much better the knight system could be than the Garda warriors of the clan, maybe it was better.

However, Master Ma Safei believed that such an advantage of the knights was enough to be overwhelmed by the bravery of the Leydon people.

(End of this chapter)