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"This is Marquis Lothar's army!"

"This is the legendary hussars!"

Fulk looked at the cavalry team wearing bright plate armor and feathers on their backs, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Lothar's hussars, because of their unique decorations and their brilliant achievements, have long been known in the Christian world. When he left Hebron, he still regretted not being able to see the appearance of the hussars charging with his own eyes.

But immediately, Fulk realized this battle. Although he saw the hussars, what could be worse than the hussars pointing their spears at him?
Ivan tightened his grip on the reins.

He was a brave and fearless warrior by nature, but he had to admit that looking at the figure wearing a golden mask and riding a nightmare-like gigantic horse, he still felt a little nervous in his heart.

He touched Fulk with his knee.

Facing the suspicious eyes of the other party, he said, "What's the use of the feathers on their backs?"

This time Fulk stopped him.

"Probably for decoration."

"That is to say, it's just a look."

Ivan taunted disdainfully, his voice loud enough to be deliberate.

"Brothers, I have good news for you—the enemy is well equipped."

Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, he smiled and said: "Because they will soon become our trophies. You know, in the market in Aleppo, a pair of armor like this can be exchanged for a new one with stables, gardens, and courtyards." mansion!"

But it seems that such lectures have not achieved any results.

Only the soldiers who were closer responded with a forced smile a few times.

Such a terrifying enemy, can he really defeat it?
"Lothar."

Saladin muttered to himself.

When he first learned that Lothar had led a Kurdish cavalry to cross the border and go deep into the territory of the Sasanian king, and successfully broke through the wooden castle of the local lord with few enemies and many enemies, and blamed the incident on himself. time.

He had a hunch that this person might become his confidant in the future.

But he never thought that this day would come so soon.

As if the tiger was taking a nap in the mountains, the puppy has become the wolf king who commands the pack of wolves.

"Master Shamel, I remember you once said that this Lothar is a good friend with Anna of the Empire, or is he an important member of the Levant Wizards Association?"

"Yes."

Saladin frowned and said: "Why does a person like him still covet secular power? Aren't wizards all burying their heads in literature and classics all day long, ulama (scholars) with poor heads and poor books?"

Shemer smiled and asked back: "Mudrigi and I also serve you for secular power? The emperor of the Franks, can't he still build a huge wizard's assembly hall?"

Saladin was slightly taken aback.

He smiled helplessly: "Masters, when do you plan to make a move? Facing such an enemy involving transcendence, my soldiers may suffer heavy casualties."

"The right time."

The taciturn Master Mudriji stared at the majestic Crusader cavalry, looking thoughtful.

"That's right, as Master Mudriji said, when the time is right, we will make a move."

Master Shamel looked calm: "Although we can't fight to the death for you like Master Salman, I guarantee with my reputation that the price you pay will definitely be worthwhile."

Saladin was silent.

He felt a little angry, but more helpless.

He has a cooperative relationship with these spellcasters, and has never been above them, so what about ordering them.

"I believe in the credibility of both of you."

In the end, he could only nod his head slightly, turn around and leave.

The hussars lined up in the tightest formation, and what they held in their hands was a specially-made hollow lance that was at least three meters long, or even close to four meters. opportunity.

As the cavalry on the hillside rushed down, a large number of cavalry gradually lined up like a peacock spreading its tail, turning the thickness into width, so as to maximize the impact that the Crusaders were proud of.

Jeanne's "Knight's Flower" grants each knight a 20.00% all-round increase.

Lothar's "charge" endowed every soldier with infinite courage.

There is also a cavalry spear, which can increase the defense power of one's own cavalry by 20.00%, triple blessing, so that the combat effectiveness of the knights fighting at this moment has soared by at least double, and the cavalry has also increased by nearly half.

"charge!"

"Kill those bloody heretics."

Following behind the hussars, even their mounts are wrapped in horse armor, and they draw their bows and set their arrows. They aim at the position obliquely in front of them, that is, two rounds of projectiles, two rounds of arrows, leaving room for them to change weapons. time.

They put on two-handed spears, relied on solid armor, and did not need to hold shields at all, and followed the hussars.

...

Tajidin roared loudly: "It has been more than a hundred years since Gudes fell into the hands of the barbaric Franks. During these years, the Franks brought plagues, disasters, and death. The massacre in the field, now, it is time for an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."

His fat body is squeezed on the back of a Mawari horse from Tianzhu, and the riding spear in his hand is raised high: "The holy fire burns forever, the highest and the greatest!"

"The holy fire burns forever, the highest and the greatest!"

In the thunderous roar, there was an unconcealable timidity.

The frightening effect attached to the golden mask and helmet, wearing a dragon head cloak, wearing a bright plate armor, and rushing to the front, Lothar, who deliberately attracted everyone's attention, played out perfectly at this moment.

The Mamluk cavalry rushed towards the Crusaders opposite them like a black wave.

Cavalry hedging is a luxury.

For the Kasagi Guards trained by Saladin with a lot of money, like Lothar's cavalry archers, they are even more at a loss. They are more suitable for guerrilla warfare with bows, pulling the enemy's infantry phalanx, and waiting until the enemy's formation is harassed. When loose or when the soldiers are exhausted, they can switch to heavy weapons such as war hammers and flails, and charge directly into the battle.

But the Saracens had no choice.

Someone must restrain the opponent's cavalry. In the current battle situation, there is no room for the Mamluks and light cavalry to rely on the cavalry bows in their hands to launch guerrilla attacks, or to display other clever tactics.

If they didn't entangle the Crusader cavalry, the latter could turn their horses directly to attack the flanks of their infantry phalanx, and even split the thousands of soldiers rushing into the Crusader camp from the soldiers waiting to go to the battlefield. open.

It is equivalent to cutting off the head of a snake sticking into a mouse hole!
Under the premise that each side has a strong cavalry, there is only a frontal battle.

boom!
The two torrents collided together.

The spear in Lothar's hand pierced through the enemy's body. At the same time, he relieved his strength in a gesture of dragging the gun, and pulled out the spear by the way. A set of movements was as perfect as a textbook.

Hot blood splashed on the robe.

Eclipse excitedly sniffed the smell of blood, and after lowering his head and knocking over an enemy cavalry with his ram, he opened his big mouth full of ferocious fangs, and gnawed on the head of the opposite knight with a terrifying bite force. The sturdy helmet was directly crushed into a discus.

It raised its head and swallowed its mouth full of blood, including pieces of iron, into its stomach. This nightmare beast from hell, stimulated by the breath of the battlefield, finally revealed its bloodthirsty nature.

Having no time to consider that the solar eclipse violated his repeated orders, Lothar raised his spear and swept the enemy in front of him off his mount.

Behind him, an unknown number of cavalry were either pierced through their mounts, knocked off their horses by their lances, or simply pierced through their bodies by the enemy's lances at the moment of fighting.

At this time, it is time to reflect the cavalry's personal martial arts.

Many experienced knights, when killing an enemy, are often able to escape with their weapons intact, and then attack the second enemy. '

As for some knights or attendants who are not skilled in martial arts, it is common for them to lose their lives in a single encounter. At least they will end up with a lance and can only draw out their armed swords to fight the enemy in close quarters.

Except for the hussars, although the lances they use can guarantee to hit the enemy first, but at the same time, they also lose their tenacity, and they break off one after another the moment they touch the enemy.

However, it is obvious that the Crusaders still have the upper hand.