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Chapter 120 Armistice Agreement
The fire behind him was raging.

But these heretics just dismantled the nearby camps, and had no intention of going up to fight the fire.

More and more armored infantry surrounded them. The fortified formation and the flickering spears made Amalric feel deeply desperate.

He watched helplessly as a knight surrounded by the Saracen warriors.

The forest-like spears frightened the war horse so that it couldn't run at all, and the knight behind was thrown off the horse abruptly by the heretics who swarmed up.

They held short swords like can openers, found a few weak spots, and then stabbed violently.

He wanted to surrender, but only then did he realize that he was not the kind of nobleman Earl Raymond who often dealt with pagans, and he didn't know the language of pagans at all.

And at this critical moment, as long as one is not paying attention, the enemy may be thrown off the horse, stabbing a dagger into the gap in the armor and taking his life.

"Father above, is it because I violated justice that I ended up like this?"

Amalric murmured in a low voice, his voice full of despair.

But at this moment, the dense sound of horseshoes sounded.

The screams were endless.

Not far away, a figure that made him gnash his teeth and hate him yesterday was taking the lead, leading a group of hussars and rushing towards him.

"I am not wrong, right!"

"Lothar, he...he brought his personal guards to rescue us?"

Amalric's voice trembled with excitement.

Guy looked at that side in disbelief. He really didn't have any bad feelings for Lothar, because the two of them didn't have any direct conflicts from beginning to end.

And Lothar's actions are reasonable and admirable.

But he never expected that Lothar would take the risk and return to the barracks to rescue them with only his personal guards.

This is simply stupid?
Yes, stupid!
But how, would it be so touching?

Guy felt a burst of heat on his face, shame, surprise, joy, all kinds of emotions were extremely complicated.

"Don't be dazed, just follow!"

Lothar yelled.

He has successfully upgraded in the battle just now, and the newly acquired attribute points are naturally added to the spirit according to the usual practice.

Therefore, it is now up to him to maintain the night vision capabilities of his cavalry.

Although the number of people is much smaller, this consumption is not small at all for Lothar who is not yet familiar with night vision spells.

Almost recharging along the way they came from, the cavalry behind Lothar also increased from a dozen at the beginning to more than fifty.

Except for those who had died in battle, most of the scattered cavalry were found by him.

More than fifty cavalrymen were invincible. After fighting fiercely for more than half an hour, miraculously, they rushed out from the direction they came from.

Adil lifted the curtain of the tent, and walked in with a gloomy expression: "My king, tonight, we lost at least 5000 people, and one-third of the food reserves were also burned."

Saladin was silent for a moment, and whispered: "Is the loss so great?"

Adil was also in a trance. After a long time, he said: "They have extraordinary people involved, but they concealed it very well. Some of our soldiers used the magic gold, but they got the wrong target and it didn't take effect."

It's not actually the wrong target.

Rather, the retinues produced by the system, taking the extraordinary path, are completely different from those in this world. They don't have the weakness of "Demon-blocking gold" at all.

Saladin thought about it: "Perhaps, I should also build a tower in Cairo like the Frankish Emperor Henry, and train a group of spellcasters."

"Get ready to withdraw."

"Tomorrow morning, I will send a messenger to deliver the news that I want to negotiate to that Baldwin IV. We can no longer fight this battle."

There was not much frustration on Saladin's face.

Adil was a little puzzled: "My king, our elite is still there, and the loss is very small. We can definitely continue to recruit soldiers."

Saladin smiled and said: "Forget it, Adil. If you lose, you lose. It's okay to let Baldwin IV win me for the last time. I just want to win it back next time."

Adil didn't consider what the price would be if he continued to draw troops from the territory.

Maybe those lords, the chieftains, and all the military forces add up to 10,000+ people, but are these chieftains really willing to spend their money and participate in jihad?

There are countless Zoroastrian lords who secretly form alliances with the Crusader lords, make peace, and promise non-aggression.

For the lower class, faith is everything.

But for noble gentlemen, faith is really just a business.

Early the next morning.

The news that the Saracens sent envoys spread throughout the Crusader camp.

The whole army moved, and they lined up on the hillside to watch Baldwin IV ride a white horse and his servants to meet Saladin.

Saladin's servants have already set up the sun-shading curtain.

Between the curtains, there was also a table and two chairs inlaid with anti-demon gold.

Baldwin IV and Saladin took their seats respectively.

After Saladin took his seat, he did not greet Baldwin IV immediately, but looked at Lothar: "Are you Baron Lothar?"

Lothar nodded politely.

He had the same respect for the pagan king.

Saladin said in a deep voice: "In this battle, you have dealt a huge blow to my army. If it weren't for you, the outcome of this war might have been different. But what I want to tell you is that if one day you fall into my army In the hands of my brother, I am still willing to fulfill my brother's promise to you at the beginning - to let you die."

Lothar said sincerely: "Thank you for your generosity."

Baldwin IV smiled and said: "King Saladin, the record between us was originally one win and one loss. In your eyes, maybe it is the same now. Because it was Lothar who defeated you, not me."

He paused slightly and let out a suppressed cough.

"But at least it proves that my vision is better than yours."

"indeed."

Saladin suggested: "I brought the chessboard, do you want the next one?"

"of course."

Baldwin IV raised his hand and signaled, "It's all right."

This game has been played for a long time.

The sun was scorching hot, and the two opposing armies were exhausted.

In the back, Baldwin IV's hands trembled a little.

Saladin said: "Your health is not good, so let's go here this time. I hope that one day, we can play a game of chess as friends under a real roof."

"I hope so too."

"Next, how about our two countries stopping the war for three years?"

"of course."

The two kings looked at each other and said goodbye.

Lothar asked nervously, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Baldwin IV shook his head. He stepped on the servant's back and got on the horse with some difficulty, but said in a brisk voice: "Saladin wants to test how long I can live, so I will give him the illusion that he is about to die." .”

"Let's go, Baron Lothar, next, I will help you ask for your title from Lord Leonard who is hiding in Fort Calle."

Lothar said sincerely: "If his title is forcibly taken away, it may cause turmoil. The kingdom cannot withstand such a blow now. Your Majesty, we should try our best to be careful."

A beep sounded in the ear.

Kingdom Battle: It's over.

Warring parties: Kingdom of Ayyubid, Kingdom of Jerusalem.

Important battles: the defense of Fort Kale, the siege of Fort Rogge, and the battle of Arcas.

Your faction is the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

Important commanders: Baldwin IV, Raymond III, Gerard, Grand Master of the Knights Templar, Roger, Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller, Leonard of Chatillon, Lothar of Argau.

Your contribution ranks first.

Settlement reward: Six-star squire lottery ticket × 1
Rare quality mount raffle ticket × 1
You have completed the milestone: turn the tide [You have successfully changed the direction of a major battle and brought victory to the disadvantaged side. 】

Obtain reward: Epic quality props lottery ticket × 1
Because the biggest reward has already been obtained, Lothar really didn't care much about the title of Earl.

(End of this chapter)