Roger, who returned to the city lord's mansion, was blocked by the crowd in the square and almost couldn't get in.

Father Dominic found Roger and he was so excited.

The priest said, "Look! Your Excellency Roger, see how many people I have attracted!"

Roger looked at the densely packed and messy people in the square.

He couldn't count it for a while.

Roger asked the priest: "Did these people volunteer to participate?"

“Of course, they can’t wait to express their piety to Christ.

"Your Excellency, your two victories have inspired the Christians in the city, who are no longer afraid of the Aragonese, and they believe that you can win with you.

“You can send these people to the most dangerous places, they won’t be afraid.

“In fact, many of them took the initiative to ask me to join the battle.

"They said that if they could have the opportunity to perform the mass of the Dead in the main church in Toledo, like the civilians who died in battle before, they would be willing to die."

Roger can understand this kind of psychology, which is the result he wants to start a psychological warfare and propaganda war.

He knew that in this era there was a deep gap between nobles and civilians.

He remembered how eager Norton was to obtain the status of a knight in the sulfur mine, and the knight was not a nobleman.

And now, these civilians know that they can obtain the glory of the king, which is something they didn't dare to think of before, and of course they will go crazy.

Roger thought that the people of later generations would give him a chance to fight for his motherland and survive to receive honors and rewards. If they die, they would be buried in the ** Mountain, and there would definitely be someone who would rush to ask for it.

Roger asked Rubio to reorganize the messy militia.

Professional things are allowed to be done by professionals, and Roger does not think that he will do better in reorganizing the troops than Rubio, who has always led troops.

Roger felt that if the people below can do good things, the superiors should not interfere if they are not necessary.

Moreover, even if the superiors can do better than the subordinates, they should not do everything in detail.

Roger still knows how Zhuge Liang died.

Roger has more important things to do now.

"Hi, Rabbi, how do you think I did yesterday?"

Roger stepped into the Jewish synagogue and his eyes glimpsed some traces of Elysian decoration.

"Congratulations on your victory." The rabbi looked at the Old Testament without any movement.

"It's not me who won, it's us, do you remember? We're in the same group."

"I don't think I have any strength in this victory." The rabbi's eyes were still looking at the Old Testament in his hand.

"It doesn't matter. As long as our ultimate goal is consistent, whoever makes more efforts in the middle and whoever makes less, why should we distinguish so clearly?"

Roger looked around the church and he seemed to change the subject:

"Rabbi, your synagogue is really nice. Those Elysian decorations are left behind by the original mosque.

“Since this city is in the hands of Christians, there is no need to leave so many mosques. It is really a good use to convert it into a synagogue.

"If the Aragonese come, it should be very harmonious to change it to a Catholic church.

"Oh, there are enough Catholic churches in the city, or change them to the Church of the Virgin Mary.

"You said, where is the right place to put the statue of Virgin Mary?"

The rabbi put the Old Testament on the sermon stage, and he looked at Roger and said:

"It is not appropriate to put anywhere. We Judaism does not worship idols, not to mention that the woman who gave birth to Jesus is just a mortal in our eyes."

Roger giggled and watched the rabbi stop talking.

The rabbi shook his head helplessly.

"Well, Mr. Roger, I said I support you, just say it, what do you want?"

"I want people, money, to be precise, I want everything."

The rabbi clapped his hands, and a group of spearmen rushed out from behind the hall.

They surrounded Roger.

Henk, who was guarding Roger, was a little nervous.

Roger saw these spearmen. They were all black robes, hoods and face coverings, and they were also black. They wore simple leather armor on the black robes, holding large wooden shields and spears in their hands. The shields and leather armor were painted with hexagrams representing the protection.

Roger looked at the rabbi with a smile. He didn't expect that the rabbi had an armed force in his hand, but he didn't think this smart man would choose to turn against him at this time.

The Rabbi nodded at Roger with approving approval: "You are a qualified leader."

"I think so, especially after the bloody battle."

"This is the guards of our Jewish protection synagogue, they are all great lads."

"Why didn't Fernando come out to protect you when he robbed you?"

"I stopped them because I knew that all Fernando wanted was money, and problems that could be solved with money..."

"It's not a problem for you Jews, right?"

"We Jews have experienced a lot of suffering, and we know how to endure."

"That will only make you fall into a deeper abyss. Forbearance, you Jews are always like this. You must wait until you suffer a lot before you realize the importance of the gun."

Roger said as he said something, the smile on his face disappeared.

He thought a little angrily that if the rabbi had given him this snatcher earlier, he would not have been so embarrassed in the battle with the javern cavalry.

He thought, maybe he could achieve greater results, maybe he could open the blockade, and then he could escape.

Roger felt a little ashamed when he thought of this.

He touched his nose, and he thought, in that case, perhaps the Aragons would not fight him, and the Javelin cavalry would fly kites until he was exhausted.

He remembered the battle between Alfonso against the desert cavalry.

He knew that on the battlefield, the initiative in combat was in the hands of the party with high mobility.

Roger came to his senses and asked, "Have these people seen blood?"

"No. But they are all warriors who are not afraid of death."

"real?"

"They will firmly execute your order, even if it is to let them die.

"The reason why I didn't give it to you before is that I was afraid that you were an unqualified commander.

"I'm afraid they will die worthlessly for a stupid order.

"They are all good kids, how can I bear to watch them die in vain?"

Roger said with a serious look on his face: "I can't guarantee that they will survive the battle."

The rabbi covered his forehead with his hands and waved his hand and said, "I know, I know, take them away."

So the Jewish snatchers retreated outside the church, lined up in an orderly manner, waiting for Roger's order.

Roger saw that they stood straight and motionless, and obviously, this was a very disciplined army.

He believed that the snooker was qualified to be a heavy sergeant.
Chapter completed!