OBS Chapter 714 Crowned as King
Chapter 714 Crowned as King
Chapter 714 Crowned as King
For the Alexandrians, this period was undoubtedly the prelude to the death knell of the Judgment of Death.
Adil, the governor of Egypt appointed by King Saladin, the master of Alexandria and the king's most trusted brother, was killed in battle. Most of the elite troops were lost, and the remaining ones were no longer organized. Many of them wreaked havoc in the countryside and became bandits.
What's funny is that an internal conflict broke out among the defeated army as they fled. It was not known whether it was a fight over supplies in the camp on the shore of Lake Bululus or because of disputes between the Sunni and Shiite factions. The two sides fought fiercely and the blood dyed the lake red.
Eventually, the Crusaders who marched into Alexandria intervened forcefully, separated the quarrelers, and took them all captive.
As news continued to arrive that the Crusaders were marching towards Alexandria, the wind in the city began to change suddenly.
First, "the Frankish devils slaughtered the camp at Lake Bruluce, and the lake was dyed red with the blood of the faithful."
The nobles who remained in the city began to call on the militia to defend the city and prepare for war, determined to live and die with Alexander.
The next day, with the news that "the unspeakable cannibal king crossed the Nile and occupied Damanhur" and the defeated army entering the city, the details of the battle that day and the shocking process of the "God-killing War" were disclosed, and the situation suddenly changed.
Many well-informed Saracen nobles no longer emerged to try to fight for the power vacuum left after Adil's death, but instead quickly packed up their belongings and hired ships to leave.
On the third day, as "the despicable pagan devil led his army through the abandoned city of Rashid which he had destroyed with his own hands", many people had a sense of déjà vu that the end of the world was approaching. After all, with the example of Rashid before them, everyone was afraid that Alexandria would become the second dead city.
At this point, except for some young and foolish people, no one thought of resisting to the end.
The price of boat tickets at the Port of Alexandria began to change every hour, and many citizens who once had some means could only barely get a place in the cramped cargo hold that was once used to transport salted fish.
On the fourth day, the Coptic believers in the city, under the coordination of the Dark Shadow, launched an "uprising" to seize the city and occupied key locations such as the city gates. While the two sides continued to fight, they were in constant contact in secret.
By the fifth day, when the Crusaders were approaching, the secret negotiations had ended.
The rebels held high the great cross banner and announced to the people of Alexandria: The great Christ Savior, the supreme Emperor Lothar, would soon arrive in his loyal Alexandria.
Overnight, the city's flags were changed, many Zoroastrian minarets were replaced with Coptic shrines, and the sacred fire flag was replaced with a crudely made double-headed eagle and the Crusader flag.
The Crusaders, who were just about to launch a siege, could only stare at the open city gate in amazement.
Lothar was not surprised by this result. Alexandria was a multi-ethnic city where Greeks, Jews, Copts, and Saracens all lived. When the main force of the Saracens was lost and the middle and lower-class nobles who were afraid of liquidation fled, it was only natural that the city would surrender without a fight.
The team that came to welcome Losa into the city was led by a Coptic bishop and a wealthy Jewish businessman.
These days, many Jewish merchants also fled to Aleppo with the Saracens. After all, the religious policy of the Franks was not as enlightened as that of the Saracens. Those who stayed behind only heard that Lothar was not as cruel as other Crusaders, and they were reluctant to give up the property they had worked hard for over the years and wanted to make a fortune.
"Your Majesty, you can enter your loyal Alexandria at any time. This city has become the most beautiful jewel in your crown. In order to prevent the jewel from being covered in dust, your loyal servant dares to suggest that those mighty soldiers stay outside the city."
The Jewish businessman had a fawning look on his face, with large beads of sweat on his fat face.
He was too nervous, as he was facing the pagan demon king who was said to have killed the "God of Light". This heavy pressure made many of the usually eloquent people in the team speechless.
No one responded for a long time.
He couldn't help but secretly raise his head and look at the man riding on the back of a giant horse, wearing a golden mask and whose emotions could not be seen.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe just a moment, but in the eyes of the Jewish merchant, it seemed like half a century had passed. The sweat completely soaked his silk underwear, and it was winter.
"My soldiers should enter the city. This is the honor they deserve."
The man spoke, ignoring the welcoming team kneeling on the side of the road. The "civil war" among these people during this period seemed more like a show specially performed for him. Lothar would give them a certain status to consolidate his rule, but it did not mean that he would treat his real base badly for this.
Indeed, with his great power and fame, he could completely ignore other people's opinions and be a monarch who does whatever he wants without worrying about being labeled a tyrant.
But that's not his nature.
"Pass on my order, all troops and horses, enter the city in an orderly manner!"
Lothar shouted orders and galloped towards the city gate, followed closely by a group of Winged Hussars. The smoke and dust made the welcoming team, who were dressed in luxurious clothes, look dusty.
"Hail, praise Jesus Christ, praise Saint Lothar!"
As soon as we entered the city, there was a burst of sparse cheers.
Hans, who was accompanying him, was startled and drew his weapon. For a moment, the sound of swords and guns being unsheathed was endless, and the citizens who were arranged to greet them near the city gate turned pale with fear.
It was still Losa who waved his hand, ordered everyone to put away their weapons, nodded slightly to the citizens, and made the sign of the cross on his chest: "Good day, fellow Christian brothers."
"Good day, your majesty!"
"God bless you!"
Relieved citizens offered their blessings.
Eclipse walked on the stone road sprinkled with flower petals, with its head held high, showing its majesty to people and drawing bursts of exclamations. No matter where it is, a giant horse as majestic as it is always eye-catching.
"Is this the legendary hell horse, the devil's mount?"
"This is so scary. Will this demon king really not start a massacre?"
Whispers came from the crowd. Their voices were very low, but they could not escape Losa's ears and eyes. However, he quickly blocked out the noise. With his current five senses, he would be annoyed to death if he listened to these things all day long.
"Sir, where are we going now? Adil's Governor's Mansion?"
Hans asked.
Losa shook his head. "I have ordered Kurs to make arrangements. Let's go directly to St. Mark's Basilica. That is where I was crowned. It is also the place where I established my indisputable sovereignty over all of Egypt. It is much more important than the Governor's Palace."
St. Mark's Basilica, the cathedral of the Patriarchate of Alexandria, is the center of Coptic Christianity. The remains of St. Mark were once enshrined here, but unfortunately they were stolen by the Venetians, who shamelessly changed their emblem to the Lion of St. Mark.
The team walked all the way to St. Mark's Basilica. This Coptic cathedral did not appear dilapidated. Outside the open door of the church, a group of Crusader nobles had already arrived here in advance.
Among them were even two kings, who both agreed to witness the coronation.
Cardinal Sebastian nervously held the red and white double crown representing the King of Upper and Lower Egypt that he had found in the treasury of Alexandria. It was once a symbol of the Egyptian pharaoh's royal power and was collected by Adil in his governor's palace.
After witnessing the great power that Lothar wielded, he worried every day that Lothar would take revenge on him one day.
Therefore, when Losa proposed to crown Alexander as king, he did not dare to resist at all and hurriedly agreed.
He walked straight to the golden chair in the church. A group of clergymen came forward and anointed him with holy oil. Sebastian chanted a sacred and lengthy prayer beside him.
"Lothar von Habsburg, you are the ruler of Upper and Lower Egypt appointed by God, the monarch of all the Franks, Copts, Saracens, and Greeks in Egypt. You will now be crowned king and you must abide by the
"Too long."
Lothar suddenly interrupted Sebastian's long prayer.
Under Sebastian's astonished, frightened and unexpected gaze, he stood up, took out the crown from the golden plate held by a servant beside him, and put it on his head.
No one questioned his usurpation. No matter how Losa looked at it, his theological status could not be lower than that of an unpopular former cardinal. In the minds of the Crusaders, there was no doubt who could better represent God.
"Long live the King of Egypt!"
"Long live the Crusader King!"
"Long live my king!"
Cheers echoed throughout the entire church.