Chapter 214 It’s you who should repent!
It's raining a lot, but that's not a bad thing.
All the dignitaries in the city were gathered in the church by Archbishop Olivier.
It was a trial, a trial of heretics in the city, a trial of Catholicism against Orthodoxy.
Olivier wanted to scare the monkeys, he wanted to establish the authority of the church.
As everyone knows, this gave Garris an opportunity.
A chance to take over the whole city.
Tripoli is a big city, and it requires a lot of manpower to control it, so Gehrys has been quite restrained in his actions these days.
But when the prepared people were gathered, Aljos started to act openly, attracting the attention of the church.
Now, under this rainy curtain, outside the largest city gate in Tripoli, there is a group of uninvited guests
The leader, Priwan, glanced at the people behind him.
The number was small, only about three hundred people at best.
Most of them were visitors from Tire, and there were also some of his own private soldiers.
He really didn't expect that the Holy One of Jerusalem was actually the Holy One of Jerusalem.
A line has emerged.
The survival of Transjordan, the stability of Tire, and the great changes in Cyprus were all inseparable from that master's hand.
A man who can truly perform miracles in this world, a being who has proven time and time again that resurrection is not just a lie.
No wonder he possesses knowledge beyond the ordinary...
Those are unabashed miracles and clear evidence of the Lord’s intervention in the course of human history.
Compared to following a worldly lord like Raymond, Privan's restless heart that longed for success made him choose Garris without hesitation.
Naturally, it would be difficult for three hundred fully armed soldiers to enter the city, but if there had been an internal response in the city, they had made some calculations and unintentionally, and added to this the identity of Priwan as a noble lord.
The gates of Tripoli are in vain.
In the city, those Greek believers who had been vaccinated against cowpox, received Holy Communion, and witnessed the "miracle" of Galis also mobilized intensively.
They were organized into small teams and, under the leadership of SELF soldiers, took up positions in key positions.
Town Hall Council, City Guards Camp, Dock Port Area, and Cathedral...
When the church bells rang, the city of Tripoli also started to move.
Unlike in the past, it was Gareth who actually took a city by force, and his enemies didn't even expect it.
While Garris went on a killing spree outside the church square, the city gates, docks, city guard camps, and other key points were also attacked.
Taking over a city of 25,000 people with just a few hundred people was an adventure, but Privan felt his heart surge.
……
In this blood-soaked square, both the Orthodox Christians who followed Garris and the Catholics who came to watch the excitement were stunned.
They looked at Garris who was shackled but fearless of life and death.
Now the rain mixed the blood with the muddy water, and the robe on Garris was dyed scarlet due to the blood.
Just a moment ago, the Templar Knights were rushing towards him, their silver armor flashing coldly in the rain, and their long swords slashing as fast as lightning.
However, only a moment later, those who drew their swords each fell under their own swords.
Nothing can restrain Garris. The shackles are meaningless, and the same is true for the benevolence and morality spoken of by the church.
Therefore, the clanging sound of shackles clanging in the rain of blood became the accompaniment of his dance with death!
Archbishop Olivier turned around and wanted to escape, but due to the rain, his feet slipped, and his cassocks were soaked with rainwater, he accidentally fell to the ground.
Garris, who broke free from the shackles and was wearing a blood-stained robe, took a few steps forward and pressed the back of Archbishop Olivier's head.
"So...what do I have to confess?"
"Your Excellency the Archbishop...the reason why I was resurrected and why I came to practice medicine is because you have gone astray and are in league with the devil."
"It's you who should repent."
However, all Archbishop Olivier could do in response to such words was to keep chanting:
"Devil, devil!"
Garris lifted Archbishop Olivier up with one hand, pushed open the door of the church, and walked in majestically.
In the rain, the interior of the church was heavy and dark, like a claustrophobic grotto, so depressing that one could hardly breathe.
The walls are covered with statues of saints. They all have stern expressions, their faces hidden in the shadows, and their eyes looking down blankly, as if they have long been numb to the pain in the world.
The permeating coldness carries a vague smell of decay. The layout here is no longer the benches of the past, but has been set up as a court of justice.
The dignitaries in Tripoli have been waiting here for a long time. They were summoned by Archbishop Olivier, saying that they wanted to witness the trial of heretics and to purify the danger of smallpox.
However, as time passed by, the heretics who had clearly arrived in the square had never entered the church.
Moreover, there seemed to be waves of screams coming from outside the door, some roars, and continuous ringing of bells.
Everything seemed wrong, everything seemed weird.
While these people were talking about it, the door of the church was pushed open from the outside in. For a time, the salty sea breeze, mixed with the biting chill, blew into the church and removed the faint smell of decay.
The candles under the cross swayed with faint firelight due to the cold wind, like a dying life,
Accompanied by the prayers that have been silent for eternity, there is a hint of indescribable weirdness and oppression.
Tripoli's dignitaries witnessed a Frank covered in blood dragging Archbishop Olivier who invited them to participate in the trial.
Turmoil, restlessness...inexplicable!
Behind the young Frank, looking out from the church door, you can see dozens of corpses. The deaths of those Templar knights established Garris's power.
Let no one among these dignitaries dare to jump out and yell at Garris.
They, the jury and witnesses, watched helplessly as Garris dragged Archbishop Olivier and put him in the position of the person being tried.
Garris then stepped onto the altar himself, leaving a trail of human blood behind him.
Garris stood in front of the huge cross, his eyes scanning everyone present.
That alone shuts those people up.
"There are so many oppressed people in our world, and so many lives have been oppressed by death."
"Their faces are so ugly and extremely distorted that you dare not look at them in detail."
"Every day, countless mortals fall silently, either due to disease, hunger, or war."
"In this world, death is commonplace and not unexpected."
"I told you that smallpox is coming, and I want you to stand by my side and fight the plague together."
"But this guy, Olivier, told me that the plague is God's punishment and can only be purified through prayer and repentance!"
"I want to tell you! He lied! No matter what, he committed the crime of ignorance!"
Gareth's roar echoed in the church.
The dignitaries in Tripoli trembled at his words.
"From now on, everyone in Tripoli must stand up against smallpox."
"This is the will of Heavenly Father and my will. Anyone who hinders me will be eradicated by me!"
Gareth's hands were stained with blood.
Behind him, on the huge cross, there were mottled black marks on the old wood grain, as if hinting at the hidden pain.
Nowadays, the pain can no longer be covered up.
As a religion that sighs for suffering creatures, it is bound to be reformed.
"Who is in favor? Who is against?"
"Stand up now, I won't kill anyone."
Garris' eyes once again swept across the faces of these dignitaries, looking at their frightened faces.
The implication of his words was that if someone resisted and resisted smallpox in the future, then Garris would not mind killing people.
In the cold and dark church, a sun rose. In this bright light, the insects present felt ashamed.
……
There is a saying that Comté or Principauté is actually a relatively counterintuitive concept to the Chinese.
That is to say, a country does not necessarily have a unified leader or a unified center.
It may also be a plural form of union, taking a federal or confederal state as an example. In essence, it is a plurality of local states united into a large country.
For the Kingdom of Jerusalem, the County of Tripoli is both a vassal territory and a secondary state.
The County of Tripoli has its own center, its own taxes and military service, and it can be said to be a country within a country.
But the Principality of Antioch needs to be more independent, and Antioch is not even attached to a certain royal power like those principalities in Western Europe.
For most of the time, the Principality of Antioch, with its nearly complete independent sovereignty, paid homage to the King of Jerusalem in name only.
In this case, Antioch became the "power" in the north, and was even able to interfere with the County of Tripoli and the former County of Edessa.
Even sometimes the Principality of Antioch would be pushed to the ground and rubbed by the Eastern Empire because it was too abstract, and then it was forced to declare that the Eastern Empire was its suzerain.
But just like the first Prince of Antioch, they repeatedly broke the promises they made.
Well...
Leonard the "Breaker" became Prince of Antioch for 8 years.
The reason why he was able to become the Prince of Antioch was that after he first arrived as a Crusader, he fell in love with Constance, the female prince of Antioch, and the two secretly married in 1153.
By marrying a noble lady, Leonard has climbed to the top of power again and again.
Now Leonard's adopted son, Bosmond III, the eldest son of Constance, the Princess of Antioch, decisively assembled his troops and prepared to go south after hearing that the Earl of Tripoli was critically ill.
He needs to unify the forces in Tripoli to strengthen himself against the increasingly powerful Muslim forces.
However, he does not know what is happening in Tripoli today.
After developing separately, I feel that my coding speed has improved...
(End of chapter)