People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted - Chapter 868 Jerusalem, I Am the Only One

The three-headed dragon, which was nearly fifty meters long, spread its huge wings that covered the sky and flew over the Temple Mount, Kidron Valley, and the Mount of Olives, and began to circle around the walls of Jerusalem again.

The Crusader King standing on its head remained motionless like a statue in a shrine as the giant dragon rose and fell.

His body was surrounded by a sacred golden glow, and from afar he looked like a small sun. Even the ferocious-looking dragon with eyes full of tyranny seemed to have a bit more compassion when illuminated by the golden glow.

The dragon circled the city for more than ten times before finally landing slowly on the top of Jerusalem.

The guards guarding the city felt a pang in their hearts when they saw this scene, fearing that the city wall, which had been in disrepair for a long time, would be directly crushed by this huge object.

"Good day, your majesty!"

"God bless you."

The guards were originally quite eager, wondering if they could show up in front of this important man, but when they actually saw this huge monster landing next to them, they couldn't even speak clearly.

"Everyone, open the city gates and welcome my soldiers into the city."

Lothar patted Ladon's head lightly, and the unruly fire dragon immediately dropped its head to the ground obediently. The soldiers who were close could even clearly see the yellow smoke spewing out of the dragon's nostrils and the sinisterly curved fangs between its lips.

The sticky dragon water dripped onto the ground, immediately corroding the bricks and stones into pits.

Even such a ferocious creature allowed Lothar to step on its neck full of bone spurs and slowly walk up to the city wall as if he were walking on steps.

"Quick, open the city gate!"

The guards subconsciously lowered their bodies. When they listened to Lothar's orders, they unconsciously developed a sense of sacredness, as if they had become saints by being sent by this man.

At the front of the team, the Winged Hussars, who were brave and good at fighting and had long been the ace army under Lothar, were the first to enter the city. Afterwards, the armored cavalry, like an iron tower, entered one after another.

Behind them were the knights of the order wearing tricolor smocks, the Sipahi cavalry, the Keshig cavalry, and the most elite forces in the territory of Lothal were displayed to the people of Jerusalem at this moment.

Lothar looked at him and nodded slightly: "Your Majesty, I will go there immediately."

"Your Majesty, would you like me to prepare your horse?"

"No need."

Lothar waved his hand, walked to the edge of the city wall and blew a whistle. A moment later, a giant unicorn covered in cold iron armor rushed out from the dust raised by the cavalry.

Amid the amazed exclamations of the guards.

hold head high--

Ladon let out a loud dragon roar and then soared into the sky.

His part has been played, and now he can't wait to return to his dragon's lair outside Alexandria for a good night's sleep.

Many people tried to reach out their hands to draw some of the sacred afterglow from Lothar's body, but Lothar just rode on the back of the Eclipse and followed the cavalry who led the way all the way to the holy tomb.

In front of the Cathedral of the Holy Sepulchre, lords, knights, nobles, clergy, guild representatives, hundreds of men in brocade robes gathered.

They talked in low voices, and many people were quite dissatisfied with Baldwin IV's autocratic rule.

After all, as the upper class in Jerusalem, what they fear most is change.

They are also typical opponents of war, because no matter whether they win or lose, it is difficult for them to gain benefits, but they will face more competitors.

However, no matter how dissatisfied and worried they were, when they saw Lothar's procession appear, they had to immediately put on a smiling face, as if they, like those ordinary citizens and pilgrims, felt that Lothar's appointment as King of Jerusalem was what everyone wanted.

No one thought that Lothar, a monarch recognized for his chivalrous virtues, would create bloodshed in Jerusalem, but they also understood that the situation was stronger than the person.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty."

Baldwin repeated it with emphasis on purpose.

Losa couldn't help laughing and said, "It's been a long time since we last met, and you're teasing me on the first day?"

Baldwin, who had regained his original appearance, was a lively young man. He blinked and said jokingly, "Even the emperors of the empire were not as ostentatious as you. Jerusalem is a small country with little power, so I must be more respectful in front of you."

Lothar paused and said, "Your Majesty, are you worried that I might change my mind, so you asked me to come to the Cathedral of the Holy Sepulchre first thing after entering the city?"

Baldwin smiled and did not deny it.

"Now that you are ready, let's get started."

He took off the crown on his head and placed it on a tray in the hands of a servant beside him.

After hearing this, the servant handed the tray to the church representative, Patriarch Hercules of Jerusalem.

Baldwin then said: "I made the decision to abdicate this time, not because I was coerced or because I was afraid to take on this heavy responsibility. It was because my health was declining and I could not manage the government. Fortunately, there is the Egyptian Lord Lothar, who is loyal to God, wise and brave, and has made great achievements. Therefore, I intend to hand over the crown of Jerusalem to him. Do you have any other opinions?"

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but complain in their hearts.

At this time, even if we invite Duke Raymond from the north back, I'm afraid few people would have the courage to openly say "I object", right?

The Patriarch of Jerusalem, Hercules, supported by Archbishop William of Tyre, slowly came to Lothar. He took out the holy oil with some difficulty and smeared it on Lothar's forehead.

"My child, may the Lord grant you wisdom and strength. May His holy city, under your governance, become a true heaven on earth. Amen."

"May God bless you, Your Excellency."

Hercules had always been in poor health, and many church affairs were handled by William, the Bishop of Tyre, who was also an old acquaintance of Lothar.

William was slightly startled, and thought that Lothar hoped that he could crown him on behalf of Hercules, and he was delighted.

This was almost equivalent to Lothar's promise that he would become the Patriarch of Jerusalem after Hercules stepped down.

"So I will personally take care of the coronation."

The corners of Lothar's mouth curled up slightly. He suddenly reached out to take the tray with the golden crown and put the imperial golden crown given to the Crusaders by Alexius I on his head.

The tip of the gun in his hand was pointed obliquely at the sky.

"Long live!"

"Praise the great Jerusalem and Lothar, King of Egypt!"

"King of all the Franks in the East!"

The Winged Hussars, who served as the guard of honor, were the first to raise their swords and shout loudly.

The sound waves spread throughout the city like a plague, like a tsunami.

William of Tyre and Hercules had expressions of horror mixed with anger and fear. They didn't understand why Lothar, who was originally quite law-abiding, would do such an act of usurpation. Was he really going to openly declare himself a saint on earth?

Lothar looked at the two men and said softly with a blank expression: "Jerusalem, I am the only one who rules."

Perhaps it was because of his old age and frailty, Hercules fell to his knees, and William, who was supporting him, also knelt down. They lowered their heads, not daring to look the new king in the eye.

Baron Godfrey looked at Lothar, who was bathed in the cheers and admiration of the crowd, and asked, "Your Majesty, do you really not regret it?"

"Just call me Baldwin, Lord Godfrey."

Baldwin chuckled and said, "I have only worn that crown a few times since my coronation. I think it will not be as good as mine in Lothar's hands."