Chapter 999 - 222: Royal Tent of Southern Fulin

Chapter 999: Chapter 222: Royal Tent of Southern Fulin

The Tatar Delegation has landed.

The Qieshi Leader Balshi proactively found Fulk, showing an apologetic expression: "Hundred Households Fulk, the men under my command are all rough people, they didn’t know it was your men who helped the Qidan win that battle three years ago. I have informed them of this, and from now on, they will show you the respect you deserve."

The treatment Ivan received from the Tatars was actually not bad. He was conferred the position of "Thousand Households Officer" and also was granted the role of "Hereditary Darughachi" over his original territory, only needing to pay a tribute to ensure autonomy.

This tribute was less than what Quchulu initially demanded, but correspondingly, Ivan’s group had to send out their elite three thousand cavalrymen, led by Ivan himself, to join the expeditionary army.

Fulk shook his head and said: "I don’t mind these minor offenses, I just want to warn you that the Overseas Empire, or what you call the Southern Frul, is definitely not an enemy to be trifled with."

Balshi gave an insincere smile: "I will see with my own eyes, Hundred Households Fulk. Please believe me, the warriors under the protection of the hawk are brave and fearless, but they are by no means ignorant of the vastness of the heavens and the earth."

The delegation led their horses, walking on the wide road.

This tamped-earth constructed road was wide enough to accommodate four horse-drawn carriages traveling side by side, with an endless stream of merchants coming and going.

Beside the road were orderly ridges, with freshly turned soil exuding a moist scent.

The massive elevated aqueduct, like a miracle crafted by God’s own hands, irrigated the surrounding fields with ceaseless streams of water.

The Tatar Delegation was dazzled.

"How did these Fulin people achieve this?"

"I know, it’s just like the water wheels of the Han people!"

Fulk and Ivan exchanged a glance, unable to hold back their exclamations: "It’s absolutely different."

"In just three years’ time, if I hadn’t been here before, I would believe even if they said thirty years had passed."

The once rudimentary settlements made up of pilgrims and Coptic immigrants, within three years, had already developed into flourishing towns.

These villages and towns unlike in Europe, did not each require a castle built by a local Lord for protection, for the Overseas Empire had, since subduing the Ayyubid remnants in the Syria region, entirely distanced its homeland regions from war.

The Heretics of the Saracen Peninsula, if Losa didn’t send troops to attack them, would already be venerating the sacred fire, where would they dare to provoke actively?

Once, some short-sighted Bedouin tribesmen evaded the heavily guarded border villages, invaded the inland areas attempting to plunder, but before they could defeat the defending militia, they were flown over by several Demon Dragons and sent to the Fire Prison.

Clusters of Knights, with the characteristic large red Cross of the Knight Order on their chests, leisurely walked on the country lanes. They were performing their monastic knight duties, traveling through the countryside to provide free consultations, also teaching people how to prevent plagues.

When Fulk learned this answer from the passerby, he couldn’t help but tearfully take out the treasured Cross from his breast.

"Heavenly Lord above, Holy Monarch above, so the Celestial Dynasty truly exists, it was His Majesty Losa who personally built such a Celestial Kingdom!"

In Europe, in the Southern France region of Languedoc, the wandering knights Fulk often saw were just a bunch of robbers, but here, what he saw were a group of saints.

The Tatars found it hard to understand Fulk’s emotional behavior. They were stunned by the wealth of this country, yet they believed that the Fulin entrusting elite cavalry to be witch doctors was undoubtedly an act of foolishness, akin to cutting off one’s own arm.

Ivan too somewhat failed to grasp Fulk’s excitement: "Old buddy, even if you’ve seen many of your homeland folks, is there any need to be so excited?"

Fulk shook his head: "Can you imagine how much money it takes to build such projects? If this money were spent on recruiting soldiers and horses, on renovating castles for the Lord and the King to indulge themselves, perhaps it would never be fully used up in a lifetime."

His tone was somewhat complex: "This is the true Holy Monarch, more qualified than King Solomon and King David!"

Even the Qesem Army, typically with their heads held high, now bore a hint of reverence on their faces.

This is the power of civilization.

As savage as they might be, they understood that those fighters, with their steel-hard armor, trained to such a proficient level, obey orders with unwavering discipline, possessed extraordinary combat strength.

The fundamental difference between the Tatars and the traditional nomadic tribes of the steppe lies herein, with the Great Khan’s enactment of the Great Zasa, imposing extremely stringent military discipline on each Tatar soldier.

Even if one holds the position of Thousand Households or Ten Thousand Households, they would face severe punishment if violating military discipline.

When Fulk learned this answer from the passerby, he couldn’t help but tearfully take out the treasured Cross from his breast.

"Heavenly Lord above, Holy Monarch above, so the Celestial Dynasty truly exists, it was His Majesty Losa who personally built such a Celestial Kingdom!"

In Europe, in the Southern France region of Languedoc, the wandering knights Fulk often saw were just a bunch of robbers, but here, what he saw were a group of saints.

The Tatars found it hard to understand Fulk’s emotional behavior. They were stunned by the wealth of this country, yet they believed that the Fulin entrusting elite cavalry to be witch doctors was undoubtedly an act of foolishness, akin to cutting off one’s own arm.

Ivan too somewhat failed to grasp Fulk’s excitement: "Old buddy, even if you’ve seen many of your homeland folks, is there any need to be so excited?"

Fulk shook his head: "Can you imagine how much money it takes to build such projects? If this money were spent on recruiting soldiers and horses, on renovating castles for the Lord and the King to indulge themselves, perhaps it would never be fully used up in a lifetime."

His tone was somewhat complex: "This is the true Holy Monarch, more qualified than King Solomon and King David!"

Even the Qesem Army, typically with their heads held high, now bore a hint of reverence on their faces.

This is the power of civilization.

As savage as they might be, they understood that those fighters, with their steel-hard armor, trained to such a proficient level, obey orders with unwavering discipline, possessed extraordinary combat strength.

The fundamental difference between the Tatars and the traditional nomadic tribes of the steppe lies herein, with the Great Khan’s enactment of the Great Zasa, imposing extremely stringent military discipline on each Tatar soldier.

Even if one holds the position of Thousand Households or Ten Thousand Households, they would face severe punishment if violating military discipline.

When Fulk learned this answer from the passerby, he couldn’t help but tearfully take out the treasured Cross from his breast.

"Heavenly Lord above, Holy Monarch above, so the Celestial Dynasty truly exists, it was His Majesty Losa who personally built such a Celestial Kingdom!"

In Europe, in the Southern France region of Languedoc, the wandering knights Fulk often saw were just a bunch of robbers, but here, what he saw were a group of saints.