People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

It was dark.

Cloudy and misty.

The army of the dead from hell brought a frighteningly cold temperature, making the people on the entire beach feel as if they had come to a winter swamp, making people shiver unconsciously.

Mueller said in surprise: "Captain Hogg is here!"

"Well done, but a bit late."

Andreas looked back at the large number of wounded soldiers behind the line of defense. If it weren't for the Lazarus potion, at least [-]% of these people would die later due to the deterioration of their injuries, even if they didn't die now.

He leaped out of the ditch already filled with corpses, and shouted: "Take up your arms, all men, and fear not those terrible-looking ghosts who come from hell to claim the lives of the Saracens. .”

"Be courageous, warriors of Port Aila, take this opportunity to kill those damn robbers!"

After yelling, Andreas took the lead, and his attendants behind him wanted to stop him, but they had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow.

Mu Le looked at his back with disbelief on his face, what kind of physique is this brat?He is obviously the same as himself and has fought so hard, why is he still alive and well?Could it be that he is really old?

"What are you doing in a daze, didn't you hear what Lord Andreas said, those undead are here to deal with heretics, hurry up!"

he ordered loudly.

Scattered, dozens of town guards rushed out.

But there are still many people showing hesitation.

It's easy to say, the target of this group of undead is indeed heretics, but who knows if they will attack him?
It wasn't until they saw Andreas that they were all killed in the army of the dead, and they still hadn't suffered any attack, that many people felt relieved and mustered up their courage to jump out of the trench.

Old Hassan shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, this is a good time to take credit, even if we don't need it when we are old, we can give it to the young people in the tribe."

The clansman beside him hesitated and said, "That's a dead person. Who knows if we get close to these monsters, will we be targeted by demons? If we die, we won't be able to go to heaven?"

"idiot!"

While cursing, old Hassan picked up his spear and jumped out.

The clansmen beside him hesitated for a while. The habit formed over the years still made them rush out with Old Hassan. It was the heart of a Cuman mercenary who only wanted to escape.

He conveniently picked up the bow and arrow from the dead body, drew the bow and took aim, and shot down another person with one arrow. His old and debilitated body gave him a sense of exhilaration like chopping melons and vegetables at this moment.

"They're all a bunch of cowardly idiots, and there's no better achievement than this."

Old Hassan was secretly proud, but his exhausted body couldn't hold on any longer, so he took another two steps. Seeing that the nearest enemy was far away from him, he had no choice but to give up and sit in the pile of corpses .

Behind him, there was a sound of shouting and killing at the right time.

In the Lothar territory, in addition to the system of dividing the land, the system of granting land for military merit is also implemented. Beheading the capital can be counted as merit, and even if you die in battle, you can pass on the merit to your descendants.

The land division system can only ensure that the soldiers defend the land and fight hard, and the award of military merits is an important factor that makes the soldiers dare to fight for the first.

Hogg stood at the bow of the ship with his hands folded, squinting his eyes, watching the almost one-sided battle situation in front of him, without any thought of making a move. He had worked hard enough today, intercepting nearly one-third of the enemy with just one ship. enemy ship.

The combat effectiveness of zombie sailors is not much stronger than that of a well-trained soldier.

He is good at playing jump gangs on ships, and he can play a terrifying exchange ratio of ten to one, but on land, if he faces hundreds of hussars, he might be overwhelmed in a short while.

After all, they were a group of unarmored light infantry with loose discipline, and the most feared thing was the charge of heavy cavalry.

Although their vitality is much more tenacious, this does not mean that their defense is strong. Compared with warriors in heavy armor, they can easily be cut off. Even if they are not dead, they will not cause any harm to the enemy. any threats.

However, on the battlefield, a surprise soldier that appears from behind the enemy, no matter how weak it is, looks terrifying, can still cause a huge blow to the enemy's morale.

For example, in the world of combat records, the army of the dead appeared behind the wolf expeditionary army.

Maybe only a dozen or so wolves can wipe them out, but in the melee, they appeared behind the enemy like divine soldiers, and they still became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel's camel.

What's more, the strength of the zombie sailors is not weak, and the Saracen army is also scattered in front of them, unable to organize effective resistance at all.

They came from a long distance by boat, and there were only a few horses on board. Even if there were cavalry, how could it be possible to form a formation on this narrow beach?

"It's them, not only can they haunt the sea, but they can even go ashore!"

"The leading monster, I saw it was shot off by the ballista on the 'Banshee', and it came back to life!"

"Holy fire, how did we provoke this group of demons?"

"They don't attack pagans, these undead must be monsters made by the evil Franks!"

The faces of the Saracen soldiers were full of fear. This resurrected evil spirit frightened them ten times more than ferocious beasts like the manticore!
So far, the battle has been decided.

outside Gaza City.

The big camp rose from the ground.

The hardworking craftsmen are building huge siege equipment in the open space in the center of the camp. The skeletons of the siege towers have been assembled, and the craftsmen are using nails to install iron sheets on them.

In the camp of the Chinese Army.

Adil asked with a serious expression: "Is Master Salman unwilling to make a move?"

The spellcaster sitting opposite him wrote casually: "The main force of the Crusaders has already looked north, and the army in Gaza City is the priority. Does such a city still need my help, can you, Adil, break it?"

Adil frowned and said: "It is not a difficult problem to break through this city, but it will take time."

A large army with complete siege equipment, regardless of the time and cost, can completely fight the same as the defenders, or even reduce the battle damage.

However, if time is tight, and the ants are used to attack the siege before the construction of the siege equipment is completed, the losses will be uncountable.

The spellcaster known as Salman shook his head and said, "I won't shoot unless the spellcaster on the opposite side shoots first."

Adil took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger rising in his heart, snorted coldly, and left the Chinese army camp.

evening.

The gentle night wind blew, and the sleepy guard yawned subconsciously.

The camp of the Saracens is very interesting. As the governor of Egypt, Adil's power is second only to Saladin in the Ayyubid dynasty. He has a Mamluk directly under him.

The layout of the camp is also in the shape of a zigzag.

The armies in the three directions were all from the various feudal lords in Egypt. Only the center was Adil's headquarters, a Mamluk elite force of 3000 people, and nearly [-] infantry.

It was the second day since Cellinina had sneaked into the camp.

She quietly walked between the two patrolling soldiers, strolling through the enemy camp with ease, whenever someone passed by, she could always immediately judge the blind spot of the enemy's line of sight, and avoid their sight.

When she came to the dark place behind a camp, she took out the iron box, chewed the chocolate bar, and stared at the opposite side with a blank face. There was an open space, and there was a large camp standing alone in the middle—this should be where the enemy spellcaster was. .

As if isolated from the world, the magical atmosphere permeated the surroundings, so that Celinina did not dare to approach rashly.

My lord is right, the spellcasters in this world are all cunning and cautious people, they care about their own safety more than anyone else.