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Chapter 4 The Heart of a Lion Chapter 59 The Cry of the Grass Mud Horse (Finale)

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    Chapter 59: The Cry of the Grass Mud Horse (Grand Finale)

    Mercenaries are usually stationed outside cities, because these armed soldiers of unknown origin are welcomed with nothing but the money they carry. Mercenary camps are always noisy and attract prostitutes and merchants, who provide  To provide these desperadoes with wine and enjoyment, mountains of malt barrels were piled up in the camp, and wooden barrels that had consumed all the wine were placed in the middle as gambling tables. You can often see mercenaries drawing swords at each other because of gambling problems. Of course,  In this era, duels are legal, and no one will restrain these lawless guys. However, when there are more than three casualties, the mercenary captain will step in to stop them. After all, every soldier is a tool for him to gain profits.

    "Chief, do we still want to stay here?" When Latina was sitting in front of a bronze mirror and dressing up, the dancer beside her said softly. Sahasin, who privately accepted the assassination mission, has been found and executed.  He said that Latina's mission was over and that staying with Schwab would definitely anger the Presbyterian Council.

    "I understand, don't worry." Latina looked at her beautiful face in the mirror, and there was a touch of feminine tenderness beneath her heroic look.

    Schwab did not know that Latina was about to leave him at this time. He was summoned by Archbishop George. Schwab discovered that the room where Archbishop George summoned him was actually the same room where Duke Flanders received him before leaving. The furnishings inside  There were no special changes except the addition of a prayer table. When Schwab entered the room, Archbishop George was kneeling in front of the prayer table to pray. The archbishop was devoutly and silently devoted to the world of God. Schwab had no choice but to remain silent.  After waiting for a long time, the archbishop stood up from the prayer table. The waiters beside the bishop stepped forward to help him.

    "Count Schwab, I heard a lot from Queen Sophia about your help to her." The archbishop sat comfortably on a wooden chair. When he sat down, he was playing rosary beads in his right hand and his words were soft.  And calm, as if not stained by a trace of worldly troubles.

    "That's what I should do." Schwab said still humbly.

    "Well, now we are facing off against Saladin across a county, and no one dares to move. What do you think?" The archbishop folded his hands, put his elbows on the armrests of the chair, and looked at Schwab and asked.

    "After all, Saladin is far away from his own territory. We only have to hold on for a while longer. They will definitely disrupt their position due to supplies and soldiers' homesickness." Schwab analyzed based on intelligence.

    "Yes, I think so too, but Saladin also saw this. Although his army did not move, he continued to send small groups of soldiers to loot our villages. I understand what he meant, so that we can obtain supplies.  , and can anger the militants in our camp." The archbishop said clearly. Schwab knew that the militants were referring to the Templar Knights, because the victory of the last battle made Lei Ruo and his knights unable to  I, thinking that Saladin was vulnerable, did not take the Sudanese seriously at all, and clamored all day long to attack Jerusalem in one fell swoop.

    "So, Bishop, what do you mean?" Schwab asked curiously.

    "Take your people and take back those villages." Archbishop George said firmly.

    "However, our number is too small, and my knights have suffered too many heavy losses." Schwab shook his head. Is there no other nobles in Antioch? He led the Teutonic knights here to obtain more  The large amount of funds and combat experience does not mean that all the knights will be lost here.

    "Okay, Lord Schwab, I understand. Let's talk about your conditions." Although Archbishop George has stayed in the monastery for a long time, he is not a pedantic person. He knows very well that this is what Schwab is talking to.  Price, in fact, it is impossible for any nobles to give up their interests simply for things like honor or loyalty. After all, in this era of war, people are more concerned about how to obtain resources to survive.

    After the first week, Archbishop George summoned the nobles from the three counties in the eastern territory. The nobles were baffled. The nobles rode with their attendants to the Antioch Castle. Along the way, they encountered  Their relatives and friends then asked each other why they were trying to get the archbishop to summon them from their relatives and friends.  But no one knew that they entered the palace in the main castle with an uneasy mood. They saw Her Majesty Queen Sophia sitting on the throne, wearing a golden crown and holding a scepter representing her rights. Archbishop George was sitting in full attire.  On the right hand side under the Queen's Stairs.

    "Regent, why did you summon us here?" The eastern nobles curiously stepped forward and saluted and asked.

    "Most of you are vassals of the Duke of Flanders. Now that the Duke has passed away, and his heirs in the Kingdom of Blue refused to come to inherit his obligations, Her Majesty the QueenAfter careful consideration, I decided to entrust the eastern territorial counties to Count Schwab.  ¡± said Archbishop George.

    "What? But Count Schwab is not a subject of Antioch." The eastern nobles asked in confusion. Generally speaking, only the nobles of their own country can receive land rewards.

    "That's right, but Count Schwab and his Teutonic Knights were running around for Antioch. Do you remember? How did your child, the Count, be rescued from the hands of the demonic Seljuks?  Archbishop George asked seriously. Even the nobles of the country did not consider the safety of Antioch in the moment of crisis. Instead, Schwab from the distant Kingdom of Pumenbulus stepped forward.

    "Well, then, we understand, we agree to swear allegiance to Count Schwab." The eastern nobles looked at each other and agreed with the archbishop's decision, and the powerful power of the Teutonic Knights can indeed be relied on.  .

    "No, you are wrong, it is not Count Schwab." Archbishop George said with a smile.

    "Oh?" The eastern nobles looked at the archbishop in surprise, wondering what he meant. At this time, Queen Sophia said.

    "We have decided to make Lord Schwab the Duke of Antioch."

    "Duke, this is really good." The nobles said with envy. The Duke is the ruler second only to the king. This is the desire of almost all low-class nobles.

    "That's right, I will give my title of Duchess of Prussia to Mr. Schwab. Mr. Schwab, please come out." Queen Sofia said with a smile. At this time, Schwab was wearing the noble clothes and was energetic.  Schwab walked out from the side of the palace excitedly. His cloak had been replaced by black and white mink. The satin of the cloak was made of precious red silk. Schwab was accompanied by bald Otto, Stryker and  Two barons, wearing armor and holding their heads high, accompanied Schwab.

    "Master Schwab, are you willing to serve me?" Sofia looked at Schwab who was kneeling on one knee at the foot of the steps and said to him softly.

    "Yes, I will serve you with my life and honor." Schwab replied excitedly. He had finally reached this point. The little down-and-out knight had finally established himself after overcoming powerful enemies one after another.  of the principality.

    "Then I will grant you the title of ruler of the Principality of Prussia, and you will legally rule this principality in my name."

    "Yes." When the crown representing the duke fell on Schwab's head, the eastern nobles cheered and knelt down to swear allegiance to Schwab. More intense cheers came from outside the palace.  The Knights of Dun know that their master has been crowned a duke.

    Soon people in the Kingdom of Antioch will know that there is a Duke among their rulers. This nobleman from the distant Kingdom of Pumenbulus leads the Teutonic Knights he formed in this area.  The land fought bravely against the pagans, and now Queen Sophia of Antioch upheld justice and granted her territory to this heroic nobleman. Duke Schwab will lead his army to fight for Antioch.

    The sky is filled with yellow sand, and the scorching sun hangs high in the sky, looking down at the earth. On the earth, countless brave warriors face each other across an oasis. On one side is the crescent moon flag held high. Their commander is the wise and courageous Saladin.  On the other side are the Crusaders with the cross flag. Their commander is the nobles of Antioch, but there is a group of knights who are flying the eagle flag with a white background. After the commanders of both sides gave an order, the soldiers held it high.  The weapons charged towards the opponent, the earth shook instantly, and the sounds of fighting and screams immediately filled the desert.

    "Your Majesty, the Templar Knights have rushed into the center of the enemy's formation, what should we do?" A burly knight who looked like half an iron tower took off his horn helmet and said, revealing a bald head.

    "Then it's time for us to attack. The Teutonic knights are attacking. Damn~~~." Schwab pulled out his sword, riding his beloved horse Ruth on his crotch, and shouted to the Teutonic knights surrounding him.  road.

    "Hoo~~~." The Teutonic knights responded from under their helmets, and their horses galloped. The musketeers on their left and right wings fired deadly lead bullets, giving the Sudanese people a head-on blow.

    "Adele, Latina, you all wait for me, I will return in triumph." As Schwab charged, his rebirth appeared in his mind like a movie. Who could have imagined that he, a novice college student, would  After being reborn, I have such a wonderful life, and have gained the loyalty of so many brave warriors. More importantly, I have gained the love of so many women. I must protect them and will not let anyone hurt the ones I love.  Man, Schwab thought to himself.

    "Grass mud horse~~~." In this continent of another world, there is such a sayingThe cry of a legendary knight, noble, and duke spread throughout the world.

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