157. Chapter 157 Jerusalem was defeated


Chapter 157 Jerusalem is defeated

Society has always been such a society that many people often have the illusion that human beings have not made any progress for thousands of years.

So much so that the ancient words spoken thousands of years ago are still insightful to this day.

[When he needs you, he will deceive you, smile at you, make you believe him, and talk nonsense to you: What do you lack? 】

——"The Wisdom of Ben Sirah" 13:7

Nowadays, isn't it like this? The rich need the poor to go to the city wall, so even Bishop Amedee needs to step into this garbage dump, smile charmingly at the poor, and then talk nonsense and ask the poor: you What's missing?

However, the bishop is a bishop after all, and he was reluctant to part with the gorgeous sacrificial robes on his body, so he let the halberd clear the way, and then asked the deacons to hold high the guard of honor.

However: those nobles wanted the people to join them again, so they used the name of relieving the proletarians as their military flag. But when the people got close to them, they saw that they were still wearing feudal underwear, and they all dispersed laughing.

Bishop Amedei just wants to smile at the poor people, and he adopts a condescending attitude, which only adds to the laughter.

On the contrary, Garris, who was dressed in rags and disheveled, lying on his side on the ground, was regarded by the poor as one of their own, and would affectionately call him "brother" and "buddy."

If you want to enter the world of the poor, you have to become a "poor".

[All living things associate with their own kind; and each man associates with others who are like himself. How can there be friendship between a wolf and a lamb? Likewise, there can be no friendship between sinners and righteous people. 】

——"The Wisdom of Ben Sirah" 13:21

"Amedei, the splendor of your cathedral comes from the donations of the rich. However, our church, the church we are in, was built by the poor themselves, with their sweat and blood."


"The occasional soup kitchen held by this church is all funded by Father Antoine himself. Has your church ever provided funding?"

"When you don't need it, you abandon it, and when you think of it, you come to visit. What do you think of Father Antoine and the believers in this parish?"

"What's wrong with me taking care of the places you used to ignore? There should be someone to light a lamp for them in the dark corners where the light of the church cannot shine."

As he spoke, Garris yawned again, licked his nose and flicked it onto the bishop's gold-embroidered sacrificial vestment.

"Furthermore, you said that a person who defends the city for a day can get 3 silver dirhams. Can you afford this money? Will the rich people pay this money?"

"I heard that during your first crusade, you only received a total of 100 gold dinars in donations."

Killing people also requires heart-wrenching. These few words from Garris already made the old man Amedai turn blue with anger.

These days, 1 gold dinar is equivalent to 12 silver dirhams. 100 gold dinars is 1,200 silver dirhams. Each person defending the city gets 3 silver dirhams. This is just 400 people defending the city for one day. Just the salary.

If you want to properly defend the city of Karak, you must pile up at least 800 people on the city wall. Considering the long-term defense... that will cost tens of thousands of gold dinars.

The funds that Amedei could mobilize were simply not able to cash in on the bad checks he had written. Even if he sold the church, it would be difficult to do so.

Only by letting the wealthy people in the upper city really bleed hard can it be possible to fulfill Amedei's words.

"My Lord Bishop, to be honest, 3 silver dirhams is indeed a high price, but you can't do it. You can't cut out so much flesh from those rich people whose hearts are smaller than the eye of a needle."
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"If they are not Jesus, how can they feed the poor with their own flesh and blood?"

"Sir, it's not impossible. If you can achieve the feat of making those rich people generous, I will personally lead people up the city wall and defend the city to the death."

"But until then, it is impossible for those who have nothing to defend those who have everything."

Garris did not lie down on the church bench anymore, but stood up and stretched. Ignoring Bishop Amedet's unlucky look, he wiped his hands with the gorgeous sacrificial robe, and then led Father Antoine to ask for the order. Leave the church.

Before the two of them left.

Bishop Amedei also vowed that he would definitely teach the wealthy people in the upper city to learn the wisdom in the Bible.

In response, Garris just shouted loudly without looking back.

"Hey, you rich people! Howl and weep, for the tribulation is coming to you! Your treasures have rotted, your clothes have been moth-eaten, your gold and silver have rusted; and this rust will bear witness against you and devour you. The flesh is like a burning fire!”

From Amedeh's perspective, Garris, a bohemian guy, walked into the scorching sun outside the church. The scorching sunshine cast a halo on Garris, and his short, pale golden hair became even more dazzling for a moment.

When the poor brothers who had been waiting outside the church saw Garris walking out, they all crowded up to greet him and asked him how he bargained with the bishop.

It can be said that Garris does not need the fine clothes to declare his status. The poor people have to wrap him in the robes of kindness.

……

Adil's army has surrounded the city of Karak. Before officially attacking the city, he needs to spend time building camps and cutting down nearby trees to build siege machinery.

Even after all the preparations were completed, because Karak City occupied a platform with a huge height difference, he was not willing to take the initiative to attack.

You know, in this hellish place called Karak City, many of the slopes under the city wall can reach an unscrupulous 70°! Even the milder ones still have a 30° angle.

storm? What to attack with? Standing in the valley and looking up at the city wall, the height difference can exceed 120 meters!

Therefore, Adil's view is that the main thing is still siege. If we really want to attack by force, there are not many siege equipment that can push up this terrain.

Therefore, for a considerable period of time, both sides were actually at peace with each other. The defenders were worried about the other party attacking the city, and the attackers were particularly worried when they looked at the terrain.

Garris also organized some manpower to participate in patrolling the city wall, but it was much less than Amedei expected.

But because of this, Bishop Amedet would take out enough food from the granary every day and give it to Garris to distribute to the people in Father Antoine's parish.

In Bishop Améde's view, it would be better for someone to organize the poor people than to have them act in disarray, so he acquiesced in Garris's management of Antoine Parish.

Time passed day by day, and the food stockpiles in the city were actually quite enough, but Bishop Amedei never got too much money out of the hands of the rich.

It can only be said that the rich people were just like sending beggars, leaking some money from the cracks of their hands and throwing it to Bishop Amedee, so that the bishop could appease the hearts of the people in the lower city.

When the days came to July, everyone felt that this relationship was peaceful and could last for a long time.

I feel that one day Leonard will bring reinforcements back to Karak City to relieve the siege of the city full of young and old.

Adil sent a messenger to the city and brought news that no one expected.

The main force of the Kingdom of Jerusalem fought against the main force of Saladin on the west bank of the Sea of ​​Galilee.

The scale of the battle was 25,000 men versus 40,000.

After a series of battlefield games, Saladin gained a great advantage and successfully defeated the main force of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

A large number of Frankish nobles were captured.

Among them was Humphrey, Leonard's adopted son and the son of Lady Stephanie, the real lord of the Transjordan Territory.

The visiting envoy even took out Humphrey's token and displayed it in the city council.

The town council of Karak City suddenly became panicked. Faced with this shocking news, all their original dreams were shattered and their original wishful thinking was no longer possible.

There was a moment of shouting and recriminations that roared through the council chamber.

Second update, there are two more updates to be completed before 12 o'clock.

(End of chapter)

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