Chapter 112 "Guest Rights"
The land area of the Kingdom of Jerusalem is not very large, roughly 40,000 square kilometers, but the variety of landforms within the country is not as simple as outsiders think.
Forests, river valleys, Gobi, deserts, oases...
The diverse natural scenery frames this land of Canaan, which is described as flowing with milk and honey.
Of course, whether the land of Canaan is flowing with milk and honey is a mystery, but since the beginning of historical records on this land, it is indeed flowing with blood and mud.
Leonard gathered his harvest. This time, he did not bring many people with him, only 15 knights. Including other attendants and entourage, there were roughly less than 50 people.
Although Leonard was the lord of the Transjordan territory and was considered a duke in mainland France, the number of his followers was not exaggerated most of the time, and basically did not exceed a hundred people.
After all, attacking passing caravans is essentially the same as doing business. Costs and benefits need to be considered.
After bringing out more people, how can he easily divide the money?
Just as the attendants and other entourage set up tents and counted the captured slaves, Leonard noticed something different and looked north.
In the vast wasteland of yellow sand, there is a vague shadow on the distant horizon, slowly advancing.
The wind stirred up bursts of dust, and the gravel whizzed past, as if even the earth was giving way.
When the team gradually became clearer, the first thing that caught the eye was the flag. The golden cross stood out against the white background.
Four knights silently guarded the carriage in the center, their white robes fluttering in the wind, and the cross of the Knights Templar dancing with them. The contrast between white, yellow and red made them particularly eye-catching.
With another gust of wind howling, Leonard felt vaguely uneasy, as if the dead person had come back to life. His guard of honor crossed the boundary between life and death, and was heading towards him with his lonely royal power...< br>
"T-I think too much, how could the Leper King be still alive..."
Leonard muttered to himself in a low voice. He was in his sixties and had experienced half a century of ups and downs and had fought under the banners of many kings.
But in his heart, there is only one person who is truly qualified to hold the title of king.
Baldwin IV, a leper, a young man 37 years his junior, was blind at the end of his life, had frequent fevers, and his body was decaying.
But just such a king truly showed his kingly demeanor.
He has clear rewards and punishments, is skillful in controlling people, and is neither arrogant nor discouraged when facing powerful enemies.
It can be said that limited by the times, national power, and factional conflicts, it was difficult for the Leper King to achieve great achievements, but his unique personality charm healed the rift in the kingdom while he was alive.
In comparison, in Leonard's mind, Guy is indeed just a clown.
As Leonard recalled the past, the "King's" guard of honor also gradually came closer.
Leonard didn't know who was coming, but since the king's flag was hoisted, he naturally had to go and receive them in person, just for the sake of the deceased.
However, when the carriage and ceremonial guard drove in front of them, Leonard and the few knights beside him were quite stunned.
After all, whether it was the people carrying the flag or the people guarding the carriage, they were actually acquaintances of them.
"Charles! Clovis? What tricks are you playing!"
From the shape of the horses and armor, Leonard and the knights beside him could easily identify the identities of these guarding knights.
Then, they saw these knights lift the visors of their helmets, revealing faces that looked like they had been beaten at a glance.
"Anyway, well, it's hard to put it into words."
What can these knights say? Is it time to tell Leonard that while the big guys are still working out seriously, some guys are already starting to act inappropriately?
With the creak of the wooden door being pushed open, a man that all the knights present, including Leonard, had never thought of, walked out of the carriage.
The slightly naturally curly light blond short hair announced his identity to Leonard.
"Long time no see, are you still thinking about my death? Lord Hebron and Montreal, or His Excellency the Despot of Transjordan."
Listening to these slightly frivolous words, Leonard felt a little uncertain. With the help of some private intelligence networks, he had already heard about Garris's deeds.
He knew very well that this guy was the real host behind "Isabel" in Alhadi Town, and there were also rumors that this guy claimed to be a prophet and deceived the villagers and foolish women.
After calming down his expression slightly, Leonard asked:
"What are you doing here?"
"I want to talk to you about something about the war in the coming year and the ownership of the throne."
After hearing Garris's words, Leonard's old face showed a scowl, and his hair and beard were all white, and he suddenly showed an aura like a lion.
"Are you still trying to use force to solve the problem? Or do you think it is appropriate to talk about those things here?"
Garris was issuing a warning. After all, there had been three armed confrontations between Leonard's group and Garris. After paying so much, it's time for Leonard to think about sunk costs.
"Indeed, this is not a suitable place, but do you think you are qualified to talk to me on an equal footing? Have you been carried away these days?" "Take him down without blood."
Leonard gave the order, and the knights and attendants beside him were ready to go.
When those people swarmed up, he vaguely heard Charles or Clovis on the horse hurriedly shout: "Don't! You can't fight!"
After all, Leonard was quite polite. Even though he was assassinated one after another in private, he never thought of killing Garris in public.
After all, Garris was considered a noble that he recognized, and he didn't want to create a scandal of killing the nobles in public.
For the Franks of this era, it was so awkward.
Nobles can die in duels or assassinations, but they should not die at "banquets."
Now, Garris came without weapons. He was a guest and was protected by the "guest rights".
Of course, this "guest right" is not as outrageous as in Ice and Fire. It is a hospitality etiquette originating from ancient Greece and was clarified in the Roman era.
Generally speaking, this right can be reflected in providing food and accommodation, protecting guests, exchanging gifts and information, performing diplomatic functions, etc.
The arrival of Gareth obviously meets the last item.
But Leonard wanted to take down Garris and humiliate him with a few slaps on the grounds that Garris was disrespectful to him. In fact, it was quite in line with the superior-inferior relationship of this era.
Of course, the premise is that those people sent by Leonard can take down Garris.
Neither side moved their swords, and Garris began his own duel: one against ten.
Garris made the first move and struck the knight rushing forward like a thunderous punch. Then he raised his left leg slightly and kicked hard at the knee of the second opponent who came forward.
After getting used to the speed of time that is different from ordinary people, Garris can easily deal with the fists and kicks of mortals even if he does not enter the time-stop state.
Garris's current performance cannot be said to be miraculous, but it is precisely because of the precision of this punch that it makes Leonard's face look even more ugly.
This is not a slap on his subordinates, it is clearly a slap on his face!
Not long after, under the horrified gazes of others, Leonard's face turned completely gloomy. Those people he sent out were all beaten to the ground by Garris' fists.
"Now, do you think I am qualified to talk to you on an equal footing?"
While speaking, Garris moved his body slightly.
It has to be said that although Leonard is a villain, he is also an upright villain. Even though the expression on his face was almost unbearable, he still said in a deep voice: "Let's go into the tent and have a chat."
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Garris spread his hands around to show his helplessness. He didn't want to fight like this.
After entering the tent, Garris and Leonard each sat down on a chair, and four more people stood side by side behind them.
Seeing this, Leonard's face turned a little darker, and he asked loudly: "What are you four doing here, Charles and Clovis?"
After all, although the knights Charles and Clovis were subordinates of the Knights Templar and technically had no superior-subordinate relationship with him, the Knights Templar were now Leonard's allies.
As a result, these guys with bruises and swollen faces were so consciously helping Garris hold up the scene!
It was obviously Leonard who came first!
After hearing Leonard's words, the four of them each had their eyelids twitching. Leonard, can't you understand why they have such pig-headed faces?
Clovis, one of the four, glanced at Garris and caught a look, then he immediately cleared his throat and said loudly.
"Well, after being educated by Mr. Garris, we have a profound understanding of one thing. We Franks, in the name of false gods, doing things for pedestrians, shouting in the name of faith, have established our 'Israel' with massacre and slavery. ', that is, the Kingdom of Jerusalem, this is so wrong! ”
"From this moment on, we vow to follow Lord Garris. I believe that the sword will be drawn out for justice, and the earth will ignite the flames of freedom and equality. I believe that all darkness and tyranny will be destroyed, and a new order will be established from Rising from the ruins, the kingdom of heaven on earth will be established in the hands of mortals.”
"For the rest of my life, I will atone for my past sins and fight for the establishment of a new heaven and a new earth."
Leonard's serious expression was completely unbearable, wasn't it? How long has it been since you guys reunited with Garris? Are there three hours?
Why are you so skilled!
Could it be that you guys hooked up with Garris as early as when you were at Fort Karak? !
The old Leonard glanced at the other three people, and saw that the eyes of those people were as determined as Clovis's. They didn't seem to be fake. For a moment, he felt that he was indeed old.
"Okay, Clovis, stop talking."
"It's my lord!"
Garris gave a casual order, and then looked at the disgusted Leonard with a smile.
"Now, let's talk about what has happened in the past few months."
(End of chapter)