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Chapter 895 Execution
When the palace gate was reopened, corpses were everywhere inside and blood was flowing freely through the cracks in the marble tiles.

The battle was brutal, but also unremarkable.

The Kasaji Guards were very powerful, and many of them were elite soldiers trained by mixing potions when Shemaier was still alive. However, they were at most on the same level as the soldiers under Lothar who had the "Halo" buff, not to mention the Knights of the Order who possessed the Holy Light.

If it weren't for the fact that these Saladin's personal guards seemed to have witnessed their lord's defeat and were determined to die, they would have collapsed and surrendered long ago.

A Crusader knight with bloodstained robes said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Saladin's palace is now yours."

"It's all thanks to your hard work."

Lothar nodded slightly and dismounted immediately. He walked through the corpses all over the ground, through the dome-shaped and square-roofed palaces and magnificent courtyards, and finally arrived at the center of the Damascus Palace.

Saladin lived a simple life, and historically he left behind only one gold dinar and forty-seven silver dirhams when he died.

But this palace is still very magnificent. I don't know whether it was built by Saladin himself to show his majesty, or it was inherited from previous dynasties such as Zengid and Fatimid.

when--

In the distance, after hundreds of years, the bells of the Christian church's evening prayers once again rang out in Damascus.

Losa and his companions all stopped and listened attentively.

After a long while, when the bells stopped ringing, Leopold smiled and said, "Your Majesty, from today on, Damascus belongs to you."

Lothar nodded slightly. "It seems that the war has been decided. Lord Leopold, pass the order for me to count the property in the palace, make an account book, seal the palace, and don't let any strangers get close. We still have a lot of things to deal with next."

There was suddenly a noise outside the palace gate.

Drim, a Kurdish knight of the Imperial Order, was leading his peasant soldiers, pushing a man who was tied up, towards the palace.

"Damn it, I'm Reynald of Châtillon, the uncrowned king of the Dead Sea, how dare you treat me like this!"

Renard roared angrily.

Although Reynald's status was no longer as high as before after losing the title of Count of Transjordan, he was still a great nobleman with hundreds of cavalrymen under his command. King Philip had to respect him. He never expected that even a small knight under Lothar would dare to be so rude to him.

Drym sneered, "I'm sorry, Baron, but you've violated military law."

He and his peasant soldiers were assigned as supervisors, and witnessed with their own eyes Reynard and his personal soldiers breaking into a mansion, burning, killing and looting. They wanted to stop them, but these people dared to resist the law violently.

Reynald retorted unwillingly: "We worked so hard to capture Damascus, but the distribution of territory has nothing to do with us. Can't we get the reward we deserve?"

"Your Majesty has already paid you what you deserve."

"This is not fair!"

"unfair?"

Drim sneered, "Fool, do you think you can capture a strong city like Damascus? You still don't repent until now, then let's see how His Majesty will deal with you."

After he said that, he sent someone to report it.

Reynald suddenly realized something, and his voice trembled: "You did it on purpose, didn't you? It was Lothar. It was His Majesty who sent you to keep an eye on me, didn't you? You want to exclude dissidents, I don't accept it, I request His Majesty Philip to come over!"

His voice stopped abruptly when he saw the young king wearing a golden crown approaching.

Lothar stood on the stone steps, looking down at him.

His expression was very cold, and he stood with his back to the setting sun, carrying a decorative sword. "Why do you need to ask His Majesty Philip? Aren't you, Reynald, my vassal? Or do you not recognize the Jerusalem crown on my head?"

Raynald of Châtillon was no longer considered an enemy by Lothar after he lost the County of Transjordan and the territory of Hebron. He was not worthy of it at all.

But now that we have to find a few chickens to kill to humiliate the monkeys, it would be better to get rid of Leonard, this restless guy.

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

No matter how arrogant Leonard was, seeing the murderous look in Losa's eyes, he knew that Losa was serious this time. How could he dare to resist and just knelt on the ground.

Lothar didn't look at him, but at Drim: "According to military law, what is the punishment for massacring civilians and looting wealth?"

Without hesitation, Drim said, "He should be hanged."

This knight, who was born into a Kurdish tribe, studied with Ulm and Uldin for a period of time, and is now considered a talented person who can be used.

Reynard said quickly, "It's unfair. They are not civilians. There are many armed men in their homes. After you captured Damascus, these people were unstable factors in the city. I was just sharing your worries!"

Drim leaned over to whisper in his ear.

Losa's face turned even colder.

Armed men?

At this critical juncture of war, who wouldn't hide some weapons at home? If all these so-called "unstable factors" as Reynard called them were dealt with, I'm afraid there would be few living people left in the whole of Damascus.

"I'm sorry, Sir Reynard, but military law is as strict as a mountain."

Reynald was a little bit unbelievable: "Your Majesty, are you going to execute a devout and enthusiastic Crusader who has always fought on the front line of the holy war for the lives of a few pagans? Didn't His Holiness the Pope say that it is not a sin to kill pagans? Do you know how many Christians and nobles who participated in the holy war died at the hands of pagans every year?"

To this day, there is no noble in the Kingdom of Jerusalem who has not lost several relatives at the hands of pagans.

The reason why there were so many "sons-in-law" in the Kingdom of Jerusalem was because the original head of the family died in the war, and the woman in charge was unable to fulfill her vassal obligations, so she had to "marry" a son-in-law.

It was because of this that Reynald became Duke of Antioch, and it was also because of this that he became Count of Transjordan after losing the dukedom.

Not only do the nobles of the Holy Land have a deep hatred for the Saracens, each of them is a "family of heroes", and ordinary people are even more so.

It is easy to tell where the Frankish slaves who populated the Saracen court came from.

Executing Reynald for killing a pagan would likely cause public outrage.

Losa downplayed the incident: "Military law is military law, regardless of whether you kill a pagan or a Christian."

Reynald was sweating profusely, his brain working rapidly: "You can't do this, I am a noble, the Baron of Fort Caleb and Montreal, you can't treat me like those ordinary people, I demand a trial!"

He believed that as long as King Philip and Richard came, as well as Raymond and his gang, no matter how much they disliked him, they would never sit idly by and watch Lothar's nobles act recklessly, and he could save his life.

Lothar chuckled. "You are right. You are a noble and an important official of the kingdom. I cannot execute you so easily, but you will not be one soon. Send my order to ask Sir Humphrey of the Torrhen family to come here."

The Humphrey here is Humphrey IV, Princess Isabella's fiancé, and according to Salic law, Caerleburg and Montreal should have passed to him after the death of Baroness Stephanie and her son.

The reason why Reynald was able to continue to occupy Casselberg and Montreal was that he cited the provisions of "iure uxoris" in the "Imperial Law" widely used in the southern Gaul region where he came from, which meant that the husband could obtain corresponding rights and status by relying on the power of his wife.

In this kind of situation, each person has his own reasons.

In addition, there were many male members in the Tollund family, each of whom had his own plans and could not form a joint force, and Reynard had no heirs, so the inheritance issue of Fort Caleb and Montreal was temporarily shelved.

Reynald's face changed immediately. It was obvious that Lothar was going to deprive him of all his titles and then execute him.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, I know I was wrong!"

He wailed, crawled on his knees, and tried to grab Lothar's legs.

But Losa's expression was just cold. He lightly dodged the other person's hand and looked at the other person as if he was looking at a dead person.