People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 413 The plan unfolds

The girl with long blue-gray hair fluttering in the wind and wrapped in a white cloak stood straight on the top of Gaza.

In the distance, you can see the citrus plantations that have already hung green fruits.

And farther away, the endless Gobi.

Gaza is a good place, only [-] kilometers away from Hebron, the seat of Lothar Territory, and very close to the coastline. Since the imperial era, it has been an important trading hub for the Fertile Crescent to take over the Egyptian granary.

In the past, in the years when the Saracens and the Crusaders lived in harmony, there was an endless stream of caravans entering the territory controlled by the Crusaders through this portal every day.

But as the flames of war ignited, the endless caravans in the past also disappeared.

Princess Sibilla is the nominal ruler here, but in fact it is controlled by the "Baron Robert of Toulouse". The baron is not considered a vassal of Princess Sibilla, but only takes charge of the Gaza territory.

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The girl deftly opened a tin box with her thumb, and with her dexterous and slender fingers twisted a chocolate biscuit out of it and stuffed it into her mouth.

The sweetness made her narrow her eyes slightly.

When did you start to have a sweet tooth?
Some can't remember.

Maybe it was when I first arrived in Saluzzo.

Because she often lost to Valentine in trials, she was punished by halving the meal, and was rejected by a group of xenophobic Saluzzo wolves. As a result, when she was hungry and panicked on the bed, Valentine handed her a box of toffee.

It may also be that before arriving in Saluzzo, every time she visited people in the New World, she always got a lot of colorful candies to eat, which made the candy equate with her warm hometown in her impression.

Think of these memories.

Celinina pursed her lips, and the gentleness in her eyes was like the ripples caused by the breeze blowing across the smooth mirror-like lake in the mountains.

This is a very rare good scenery.

The aristocratic young man who had been watching for a long time was a little stunned, and it took him a long time to recover - he is the eldest son of Baron Robert, and although he does not have a title, he can still be called "Sir".

"Miss Cellinina!"

The young man's face was flushed, and he mustered up his courage to shout.

Celinina turned her head and frowned, "What's wrong?"

Of course, it's not that she didn't notice this little guy, she just didn't take it to heart.

The young man hesitated and said, "Have you eaten... If not, we can have a saffron barbecue and drink two glasses of sweet and delicious mead—or do you have any other ideas?"

Celinina turned back with some lack of interest: "I'm not hungry."

The disappointment on the young man's face was beyond words.

He thought about his words, and then said: "That night, beautiful lady, if you are willing to honor me, I promise, I will prepare a special banquet."

Celinina propped her elbows on the wall bricks, and the breeze blew her soft and flowing blue-gray long hair. She wrote lightly: "Do you like me?"

"what?"

The young man stood up incomparably: "No, no, no, it's true, but..."

"Okay, there's no need to go on, I'm not interested in you."

Celinina's face is exquisite but indifferent, like a clay sculpture with no emotion at all. Ordinary people face her, no matter how much they like her appearance, they will spontaneously feel afraid to approach her and feel ashamed.

It was the same with young people.

However, the scenery revealed by the girl unconsciously is too touching.

The young man was a little unwilling and said: "Miss, I know this is very abrupt, but I am sure that I was deeply attracted by you when I saw you for the first time. Please give me a chance to show your sincerity."

Celinina's eyeballs turned golden, and her dark, needle-like vertical pupils quickly transformed her from the coldness of icebergs to a feral female leopard.

Her figure appeared in front of the young man out of thin air as if traveling through time and space, Keng—the long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword touched the young man's throat, the girl maintained this movement, and said expressionlessly: "Now? "

The youth was taken aback.

The killing intent emanating from the other party gave him the illusion of falling into an ice cave.

Is she really going to kill me?
Just because I rashly proposed to pursue her?
In an instant, the grievances in his heart were like a vast ocean, drowning out the original fear.

The two faced each other for a moment.

Celinina still dissipated the urging wolf blood, and retracted the unsheathed sharp blade.

She stood a few meters away from the young man again, and the murderous intent that she showed before seemed to have never appeared before.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, but he still had some lingering fears and said, "Miss Cellinina, I already knew that you are the witch advisor of the Marquis, so there's no need to scare me like that, right?"

"I'm not trying to scare you."

Celinina's tone was indifferent, her animal ears hidden under the brim of her hat trembled slightly, she frowned, and looked into the distance.

After following Celinina's line of sight for a long time, the young man vaguely saw that a scout was galloping towards her.

When they got closer, they found not only a Crusader scout, but also dozens of lightly armed Saracens cavalry behind the scout, bending their bows and nodding arrows from time to time, and shooting cold arrows from the scout's back.

It's just that the aiming power of the riding bow is very limited, several times of shooting, dozens of arrows, none of them can hit the scout.

"My God, it's those damned Saracens. As expected by the Marquis of Lothar, they really came!"

"Quick, hurry up and inform, Saracen's army has arrived, and everyone must fulfill their duty to defend the city!"

The noble youth shouted loudly.

The soldiers guarding the top of the city moved immediately, pulling the copper bell on the top of the city for alarm.

After the young man gave his orders, he was about to ask Celinina what to do, but when he looked back, he found that Celinina was already standing on the city wall and jumped.

He hurried forward.

However, it was discovered that Celinina was like a maple leaf, facing the wind, floating towards the scouts who were running wildly.

In the other's terrified eyes.

Celinina jumped over the scout and came behind him.

"I'll cut it off for you."

The frenzied airflow blows billowing yellow sand.

Seeing this ghostly figure, the Saracen cavalry changed their expressions greatly. They stopped their steps and dared not approach any further. They just stopped their mounts, bowed their bows and shot arrows at Celinina and the crusader scouts with their backs turned. .

Cellina, however, did nothing.

Then he saw that all the arrows shot at her began to revolve around Celinina at a high speed as if they were being carried by a storm.

Celinina's figure is fleeting.

When it reappeared, it was already behind the pursuers.

She tidied up her robe, which had become a little wrinkled due to strenuous activities. Behind her, almost every Saracen soldier had a feathered arrow inserted into the neck.

"This move is called Yufeng Swordsmanship."

There was a smile on her face.

When looking back.

Celinina's eyes were facing the top of the city. She was so shocked that she couldn't keep her mouth shut. She waved her hand, and then, without looking back, she walked into the vast Gobi. This shows that the enemy is also approaching the border.

The assassination plan is about to start ahead of schedule.

Port Ella.

Looking at the majestic old men of the Sayo tribe, Mueller said with some emotion: "These old bones are really energetic. I remember that they are Kurdish tribesmen who were personally placed by Ulm?"

"Yes, a group of experienced veterans."

Andreas put on a full set of hussars equipment, including the heroic feathers on his back, which will definitely make him a target of the enemy, but it is also an important means for his soldiers to see where they are at a glance in the melee .

"Andreas, is that all you are wearing?"

Mueller was a little surprised. Although he also wore a full set of edict knight plate armor, it was covered by a burqa, and he was not conspicuous at all when he stood in the crowd.

"There must always be a target. This is the glory of being a hussar, Lord Muller."

Andreas smiled perfunctorily.

What I thought in my heart was—"Vampires shouldn't die so easily, right?"

After accepting Coors's first embrace, he can clearly perceive that his senses, movements, and physical fitness have all improved significantly. A cut in his hand will heal completely in less than a quarter of an hour.

Moreover, knowing that there was going to be a hard fight today, last night, he deliberately executed a death row prisoner who was charged with robbers—although the process was bloody, it was his first full meal after embracing a new student.

"We ordered the knights to not lose to you!"

Muller was a little bit unwilling to admit defeat, and wanted to take off his disguise, but Andreas quickly stopped him. The old Muller was already old, and even if his combat power had the bonus of an imperial knight, he was at the upper-middle level of a crusader knight.

What's more, this is still an infantry battle.

He was really worried that the head of the Port of Ayla Taxation Office appointed by his lord, and the head of the ocean development fleet, would be killed by the enemy at the beginning of this war.

This means that in the future, he will have to figure out a way to solve the supplies of the entire Transjordan coalition.

The enemy fleet drew nearer.

There are more than a dozen large-scale galley warships, which are simply huge monsters that cannot be matched by the coastal defense fleet created in Port Ayla. The sailors on the fleet have already moored their ships in hidden ports, standing shoulder to shoulder with the town guards on land. It's time to fight.

"These people don't seem to be quite right."

Andreas frowned.

The first two galleys crashed into the berth. Before the ships stopped, someone put down the pedals and rushed towards the shore, as if there was an extremely terrifying beast lurking under the sea.

There was a galley, the stern was pierced by ballistas, the huge holes, and the blood stains on the deck all showed that this galley had just experienced a great battle for the rest of its life.

Saracen soldiers finally set foot on land.

Although still a little shocked, the Saracen soldiers still lined up in an orderly formation, holding up shields like black umbrellas, forming a long wall like the Greek heavy infantry in the classical era. Wall of Spears.

(End of this chapter)