The brand new white wall tiles look so out of tune with the world where everything around them has been eroded by yellow sand and turned khaki.
The flag of the black eagle flutters at the top of the Lord's Hall.
Leonard knew that this was the personal crest of his new lord.
"Old Leonard, what happened?"
"look by youself!"
In addition to this brand-new castle, a huge stone military camp was built in an open space next to the city wall.
Two flags were hung on the tower of the military camp.
One side is the familiar black hawk flag, and the other flag has a red background, with a cavalryman holding a spear and wings on his back.
"Did you hear anything last night?"
"No, this is definitely not a magnificent building that can be built overnight!"
The main building of the castle is okay, it's just been renovated and looks brand new.
This stone military camp clearly came from scratch and stood up overnight!
"miracle!"
“This is the will of the Father!”
Leonard subconsciously murmured to himself: "My lord is a favored one by God!"
Lothar appeared behind Leonard at some point. He wore a silk shirt and made a sign of the cross in front of him: "Yes, this is the will of Heavenly Father."
His face was calm and unfazed: "Don't make a fuss about this. Miracles are not for people to worship, but are tools to help us protect the holy land."
There is not much movement in the systematic construction of buildings.
Instead, it is renovated, processed or built directly out of thin air based on the actual conditions of the construction site.
"Yes, sir, we understand!"
Soon, the silent Yogurt Castle woke up.
There was a roar of people, and everyone looked at this miracle in shock.
Some people even simply put down everything in their hands and came to worship outside the Lord's Hall, but Leonard scolded them and drove them away.
...
"Hans, did you select a suitable cavalry candidate last night?"
Lothar found Hans.
Hans was not too shocked by the system's creation. He knew everything that happened last night, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart.
As a one-star retinue, he has no advantage over the wing cavalry. If he really lets these "outsiders" compare with him, he will be too embarrassed!
Hans secretly made up his mind: He must work harder to improve himself!
"There is one. His name is Ulm. He used to herd cattle for the village chief's family. Later, he became a messenger for Jorgesburg. He often traveled between Jerusalem and Jorgesburg. His riding skills are quite good."
"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 those of Ulm. They can only be said to be barely able."
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 here first, I decided to promote him to the first cavalry."
In addition to paying attention to clear rewards and punishments in the army, those who are capable are given priority.
Even among the shortest generals, this one named Ulm is the most outstanding one among the more than 80 sergeants.
Ulm came quickly.
This is a dark-faced but handsome young man with a sparse beard on his chin and wearing a chainmail shirt with holes.
"Ulm, are you a German?"
Ulm said quickly: "Yes, sir, my father is from Bavaria. He once participated in the Second Eastern Expedition. It was at that time that we settled in Sego."
"good."
It can be regarded as a flourishing business.
"My lord, do you really want me to be a cavalryman?"
"Of course, you will be the first cavalryman under my command!"
His expression was so excited that his speech was a little choppy: "Sir... Your Majesty, I am honored... I mean, I am honored to be the first cavalry of the Father's Beloved."
The "miracle" performed by Lothar made this devout soldier regard Lothar as his new holy son.
"Take your mount and follow me."
Lothar led the soldiers to the door of the Hussars' barracks.
This tall stone building is more like a fortress than a military camp.
Lothar walked into the military camp first: "From now on, this is your military camp. You will become a glorious wing cavalry and train here."
Without hesitation, Ulm took the distributed war horses and followed them in.
There is a huge racecourse here.
On both sides of the field, there are weapon racks with armor and spears.
Lothar led him to the weapons rack.
Ulm's eyes were somewhat confused as he stared at the four-meter-long slender lance. With Lothar's help, he skillfully put on the armor piece by piece.
He said with some confusion: "I...I have many more memories in my mind, as if I was born to use these weapons...Sir, is this a favor bestowed on me by Heavenly Father?"
"Yes, use this power well."
Lothar looked and patted Ulm on the shoulder.
The system prompt sounds:
Your soldier has undergone arduous training and has been successfully promoted to a hussar, and his loyalty to you will always be Max.
Although fifty Suleders were expensive, compared to a hussar whose combat effectiveness was not inferior to that of a knight, or even exceeded, it was undoubtedly a bargain.
More importantly, loyalty!
He silently increased the number of ten cavalrymen he expected to train to 20.
With 20 loyal and fearless wing cavalry, he will have an absolutely strong core force, and he will be more confident even if he goes to Jerusalem to take office.
"Go, Ulm, show everyone your weapons and equipment, and tell them that loyalty will be rewarded!"
"yes!"
Ulm got on his mount excitedly and walked outside the military camp.
…
"Ulm, come and show everyone, yesterday you were just a messenger delivering messages, today you are a noble knight."
"A cavalryman, not a knight."
Ulm emphasized.
Cavalry is a profession, and knights are a class.
The soldier's face was full of envy: "It's really good. If you sell this armor in the market, you can at least buy a small manor - I have never seen such a beautiful armor."
"Don't lie, this is the armor given to me by your lord. I have decided to dedicate everything to you, how can I resell this precious armor?"
"Just kidding."
The soldier quickly explained: "We all know that you are the favorite of Heavenly Father and a favored person destined to do great things. How could I really have such thoughts as Judas?"
Someone tried to smooth 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 a male mule's butt, and he will pull out a string at any time. Stinky shit."
"Ulm, please take a leave of absence tonight, shall we go back to the village? Those young girls will definitely not be able to close their legs when they see what you are like."
Ulm looked determined and shook his head: "No, I am already an honorable hussar. It is my sacred mission to serve your lord and defend the Holy City. I will not do such shameless things again."
He mounted his horse and ran out of the castle at full speed.
"Father in Heaven, Ulm seems to have changed into a different person... Could it be that he received enlightenment from Heavenly Father from the lord?"
The soldiers familiar with Ulm looked at each other.
Lothar looked at this scene with some silence.
He likes loyal soldiers, but he knows very well that this method, which is close to brainwashing, is definitely not the right way.
But he does it anyway.
...
Ulm rode some majestic mounts and ran a circle along the wall outside the castle.
He had never felt that his riding skills were so superb. The armor that he thought should be quite heavy actually didn't weigh that much.
As he charged, he felt like a whistling wind.
The wind and sand brought up by the hooves of the war horse flew past the wings behind him, making a rustling whistle.
"This is the Hussar!"
Ulm shouted excitedly. He felt that his previous life was like a joke. He didn't get real salvation until he met the "Holy Son"!
