The Youngest Prince Of The English Royalty House [EN]: Chapter 49

[Episode 49, Hurray for Henry II!]

West Liao.

Wasn’t it said that when the Liao Dynasty fell to their Jurchen-led Jin Dynasty friends,

the remnants of the Liao imperial family established a nation with various tribes who followed them?

Of course, West Liao is quite strong now,

but they were later disliked by Genghis Khan and met a miserable end.

Anyway, I stared at this tribe before me.

The West Liao guys.

Were waving their swords and making a huge fuss.

Probably trying to intimidate us, who aren’t used to Eastern nomads.

“Eek.”

Unfamiliar fear began to spread on the battlefield, and Crusaders, frightened by the West Liao guys, began to be cut down.

‘Those bastards are thrilled to send people to the afterlife.’

These West Liao guys weren’t weak, had the tenacious combat power of nomads, and many knights were heading straight for the Jordan River.

But I wasn’t scared.

‘Aren’t these basically pseudo-Mongol friends?’

I might tremble when the Mongol Empire actually comes.

But aren’t West Liao warriors a lower grade than Mongol warriors?

Just then.

Friedrich, the old man who was wearing flamboyant armor and acting all cool next to me,

asked.

“John, are you afraid?”

“What’s there to be afraid of? I already have one foot in the Jordan River.”

Having died once in my past life, and nearly dying as John, this isn’t scary to me.

“Then show the brothers of faith. Your chivalry that saved me, Redbeard Friedrich.”

“Of course!”

Saladin is a brilliant commander.

A benevolent pagan of the Middle Ages.

If Saladin had hired the West Liao mercenaries, it would have created a dangerous variable in Saladin’s well-crafted strategy.

But the employer of the West Liao cavalry wasn’t Saladin.

It was probably for intimidating Westerners with Hunnophobia [fear of Huns or nomadic groups].

“Fight back! We are descendants of Roland!”

Who is Roland, who is currently rising in popularity?

A knight of Charlemagne who was backstabbed by his own side and died, but was the bully of the Islamic world.

In short, he’s saying to do everything we can to wipe out the Islamic bastards.

The battle was fierce.

We also have a special move.

It’s the war song.

Holy hymns are helpful too.

But on this battlefield, we need a war song that stimulates human instincts.

‘That’s why I created the English war song.’

Sufficient supplies?

I’m providing them.

Proper planning and execution of operations are.

Being taken care of by Richard and Baldwin IV.

And control.

Old man Friedrich, who has led and suppressed rebellions for many years, is doing a good job.

Now, what remains important is the morale of the soldiers.

Calmly cutting down Islamic soldiers, the enemies of Christianity, I began to sing in a loud voice.

“Hurray for Henry II, hurray for the great king!

The great king possesses three abilities.

Drinking, fighting, and making bastards!”

Then.

The Irish territorial troops, who had already learned the war song from me, began to sing.

-A war turned into chaos

Resentment and crusade!

Like our fathers

Let’s sing together, true friends!

The sound of clinking glasses and

Roses and lilies.

The sound of clinking glasses and

Roses and lilies!

It’s a slightly modified version of Hurray for the Great Henri IV, Hurray for Henry II.

I brought the future national anthem of the Bourbon dynasty here.

Moreover.

If the lily symbolizes France.

The rose symbolizes our England.

What I mean is.

Our England is virtually the Anglo-French Empire itself, having seized all French territories except for the Île-de-France (the Gyeonggi Province of France) where Paris is located.

Should I say it’s a song that tells them to bow their heads because our England is super strong?

But somewhere, I felt unusual gazes.

It’s too piercing?

But this is the battlefield.

There’s no time to pay attention to gazes.

Richard, cutting down other enemies.

Advanced forward.

An Islamic soldier, shocked by the sight, shouted.

“It’s the Lion of the infidels!”

The Lion of the infidels.

That is the nickname the infidels call Richard.

As they said, Richard buried and tore apart the infidels with his lion-like steel teeth (greatsword).

“Such a cruel man!”

“Let’s kill the damn infidel!”

Islamic bastards trying to attack Richard with composite bows in a cowardly manner.

No way!

-Phew.

The latest updated longbow is assisting Richard.

It is a Hundred Years’ War version of the longbow with powerful attack power and range.

With the help of the longbow, Richard, cutting down enemies with his knights, shouted loudly.

“We are doing well according to the plan, so move forward. Our names will be written in the Book of Life in this place today.”

The Book of Life is a sacred book in which the names of victorious Christians are recorded.

-Heeheehee.

War.

It’s not just about fighting with swords.

It’s about preparing and anticipating everything.

The Jerusalem-Crusader headquarters here already knew the weakness of Islam.

That there is conflict in their command structure.

No matter how famous Saladin is.

It will be difficult to control the other Islamic leaders (Sultans) who came from beyond the West.

Yes, that gap.

That gap is what Richard created the ‘Grand Strategy’ for.

-Wow!

People look at Prince Richard’s appearance.

And mistakenly thought he was a cheerful man who enjoyed war.

But Richard only knows the necessity of war, not a man who enjoys war.

‘War is a business of eating and running appropriately. After all, the Crusades are a war that cannot last long. For us Christians and for those Islamic bastards too.’

Before he knew it, he had cut down countless enemies and was in a relaxed situation.

Only then did Richard look at his brother fighting in the distance.

‘He’s improved a lot.’

Of course, his younger brother with the heart of a lion cannot beat him in a duel.

That is something that cannot be achieved until Jesus comes again.

But that’s only according to Richard’s standards!

John is also a knight born with the blood of the Angevin-Plantagenet family.

Look at him now.

He is holding a greatsword and going forward to defeat Islamic warriors.

And.

Prince John and the knights from Ireland-Mortain.

Began to sing a strange song in unison.

-Hurray for Henry II, hurray for the great king!

‘The lyrics related to lilies and roses mean that our England is a powerful country that dominates even the French territories.’

Even to Richard’s ears, John’s war song, like England’s jjang [Korean slang for “the best” or “awesome”], was a good war song.

We should follow good things.

“Let’s follow along too!”

Thus, even Richard’s soldiers were cutting down enemies while singing the latest hit song, Hurray for Henry II.

The Jerusalem Kingdom army, watching the scene, could not stand still.

“Servants of the Lord, let us defeat Islam, which follows the false prophet (Muhammad)!”

“Woo-ah-ah-ah!”

At that time, old Friedrich I, who was gazing at the battlefield while being assisted by the Prince-Electors [German princes with the right to elect the Holy Roman Emperor].

Said with a very relaxed expression.

“Times have changed, I don’t have to step up anymore. Richard, Baldwin, and John…”

Objectively speaking, today’s battle was not a loss for Saladin.

He defended his base while facing Prince Richard, Baldwin IV, and Friedrich I.

It cannot be seen as a strategic failure.

But Saladin still had too much to do.

“Brother from the steppe.”

“Did you call me?”

The one who appeared at Saladin’s call was.

Tekish bin Il-Arslan, the ruler of Khwarazm.

The ruler of the Khwarazm Sultanate, whose full name is too long and is simply called Tekish.

He is the man who hired West Liao’s cavalry mercenaries, drove out his brother, and became the owner of the Khwarazm Sultanate.

He knew his mistake well.

The mistake of not properly controlling the West Liao army, which had not yet adapted to the Middle East.

“Saladin, was there a problem with my subordinates?”

“It is a problem for all of us. A problem that all of our Shia brothers in the West and our Sunni brothers have.”

Thus, Saladin did not blame Tekish, but said in a friendly voice that it was everyone’s problem.

“Everyone’s problem?”

“Sultan Tekish, we are the same sword of Ishmael. The sword of Ishmael to defeat Christianity!”

“Everyone knows that, doesn’t it?”

“Thank you for your cooperation today.”

Whether it’s the Crusaders or the Islamic army.

In the end, it was a huge alliance of Christianity and Islam.

Saladin knew well.

That the name of the alliance can always cause internal problems.

“This is not enough. We must unite further, and we must completely forget old grudges.”

The old grudge that Saladin spoke of was.

The Karbala tragedy in which Ali, the son-in-law of Muhammad (Mahomet), who can be said to be the beginning of Shia Islam, was assassinated, and Hussein, the son of Ali and grandson of Muhammad, was killed.

When Saladin mentioned the division of Islam into Sunni and Shia due to this incident.

The people in the command were subdued.

Even the grumpy Tekish had no choice but to agree.

His fault for not properly managing the West Liao’s Islamic mercenaries.

“Sultan of Egypt, I will execute all the commanders who caused trouble today. A brother who believes in Allah half-heartedly is no different from an infidel.”

“Unfortunately, I am a Sultan, so I have to go back. Well, I’ve done everything I need to do. After all, my purpose is to give you mercenaries to use, isn’t it?”

“I know that too. However…”

“What are you trying to ask?”

“Leave Timur Malik, that young commander.”

“Timur Malik?”

Tekish had a questioning look, then smiled gently.

-Ireland Territory-

Peaceful Ireland today as well.

It used to be famous as the island of rebels, but now it is famous as the island of abundance.

Many more ships came and went than before.

Venetian merchant ships especially flocked.

“To be betrayed like this!”

The Hanseatic League (merchant power in northern Germany) exclaimed.

Isn’t Ireland the steadfast warehouse of the Hanseatic League?

To dare to betray them.

And trade with the Venetian bastards!

Today, the Hanseatic League was disappointed in John.

Of course, Safe Zone would laugh at that.

“I’m so upset.”

There were more people who were upset.

The Republic of Genoa, which had been trading military supplies and mercenaries with Prince John from time to time, also felt betrayed.

But the people of the Irish territory didn’t need to know that.

‘Food,’ which can be an absolute weapon in the 12th century or the 21st century!

To secure that, John started crop rotation in Mortain and Ireland.

With the introduction of natural fertilizers and crop rotation, John’s territory was overflowing with food.

It was enough to send it to Jerusalem and still have plenty left over.

And thanks to that.

The song that Prince John made was popular in the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

“Hurray for Henry II! Hurray for Prince John!”

It’s the same lyrics. Many Christian brothers are flocking.

Unlike other lords, Ireland, which allows people to live like humans, is a land of opportunity.

Thanks to the fact that Prince John recently liberated ‘aristocratic’ Eastern slaves he obtained from the Kingdom of Jerusalem and converted them to Christianity, people from various small sects decided to become loyal people of Ireland.

Ireland accepted them in the name of the Lord.

Of course.

Dirty heretics were excluded.

“Kill me instead…”

“Well, I’ve heard everything. Dispose of that heretic bastard.”

“Yes, Bishop.”

-Swish.

“Jesus Christ told us to filter out the chaff.”

Bishop Lothair.

He had a lot of distrust in humans since he was a child.

His hatred for the ugly heretics who did not believe in the holy word, the Bible, was even greater.

“You’re too harsh.”

Peter said to Bishop Lothair with a frightened face.

“Don’t make that face when you’re not even scared, Sir Peter.”

“Then don’t you get scared when you see this?”

“Those who betrayed His Highness the Duke of Ireland and Jesus Christ are not human, but the shells of Satan.”

There were too many people who shouldn’t have come to Ireland.

Bishop Lothair only found out some information about them and threw them into hellfire.

Peter changed his expression from an exaggerated one to a cold one and said to Bishop Lothair.

“It was unexpected. That you, who the Papal States paid attention to, would be interested in Prince John. What business do you have with our Prince John? Ah, do you have any hidden schemes, Bishop?”

“Peter, aren’t you the one? Isn’t the reason you approached Prince John because of your ambition to achieve more?”

“Is it as much as you who dream of the sun?”

Suddenly.

Mary came in with knights and said in a sharp voice.

“Peter, what are you doing here? The person John appointed as Chief Secretary of State is slacking off here.”

“Ah… I’m sorry.”

Peter’s face, with a lot of things pricking him, turned cold.

Then Mary looked at the knight and said.

“Get rid of those meat lumps from the Middle East. Kill all the other bugs. I hate everything that gets in John’s way!”

“Yes, I understand.”

Not long after Mary gave the order, a bloody purge took place in Ireland.

Silently.