Chapter 188: God's Will!

The geotechnical excavation went surprisingly smoothly. The fragile soil layer greatly speeds up the tunnelling efficiency. Lusignan's defenders, on the other hand, were helpless against this strange way of advancing.

It was a fool's dream that the artillery at the head of the city would fall directly into the trenches, and most of the bows and arrows fell around the trenches and became ammunition for the Knights.

The joy in Rastic's heart was completely written on his face, but Lycaon was still that calm face.

Why did Rastik do anything to Cyprus, everyone knew in their hearts that the Order itself did not pay attention to the value of Cyprus itself, but only used Cyprus as a springboard for returning to the Near East, and the source of this courage was the successive victories of the Empire in the Balkans.

Asia Minor must have been at the heart of the Ottomans and the Romans in the future, and sooner or later several bloody battles would break out around this region, and when the time came, the Ottomans would inevitably be exhausted, and the time would come for the Knights to look to Jerusalem.

The Mamluks were already in the twilight of the day, and even in the face of the local army improvised by the Ottomans, they could suffer defeat by surprise attack, and no one knew how many chances they could win against the official armed forces of the Knights. Moreover, as long as the Knights raise their arms at that time, the Pope of the Holy See in the Holy See will definitely call on the entire Catholic world to send support to the Knights.

It was not the first time that a mighty crusade had been made, but this time, if the empire could resist the pressure of the Ottomans, it could be said that the knights had the best chance. A huge decisive battle may reshuffle the situation in the entire Eurasian and European contexts. And once the Knights gain the upper hand in Jerusalem, then the next offensive may be unstoppable,

In Rastik's heart, there was even a scene of the future ascending to the heights and completely outlawing the Caliphate of the Crescent in the Near East.

Cyprus is where it all began.

The earthwork was carried out by the knights in turn, and when the trench was only a few dozen meters from the walls of Fort Nicosia, everyone finally put down their shovels. On the last stretch of the road, the earthworkers could no longer move forward. Nicosia does not have a moat, but it has a protective net consisting of horse cones and tunnels. Moreover, if the passage of the earthwork is too close to the city wall, it will be baptized by the oil boiling on the city wall.

"The last stretch of the road has to be filled with human lives...... Grand Master Rastik, you seem to have said that...... In order to take Fort Nicosia, you can accept any level of sacrifice? Lycaon looked at the last stretch of distance that wasn't too close and thoughtful, "We need some...... Warriors who are truly willing to dedicate themselves to their faith. ”

"General Lucaon, what do you mean?"

"The defenders of House Lusignan are not idiots and will not watch us put gunpowder on the weak spots of the walls. Do you understand? ”

"It's only a small distance...... Rastik hasn't figured out Lycaon's intentions yet.

"No, we need to detonate gunpowder to blow up the walls. However, if the gunpowder was simply piled under the city wall and detonated with a fuse, the defenders on the wall would have poured water down at the first time to render the powder damp and ineffective. They are all professional soldiers, and we have been digging for so long, there is no way that they are not unaware of our intentions. Lycaon glanced at the gunpowder that the soldiers had brought from the fortress, "It is quite fragile, piled up under the walls without any protection. Once it is extinguished by water, all previous preparations will be in vain. ”

"Do you mean to let our noble knights go and die with a section of the wall?" Lust was furious and yelled at Lycaon, "These are the best and most valuable treasures of the Order, and they can only die on the way to the charge, or on the battlefield of bloody battles with the infidels!" And not for a ridiculous, cowardly plan! ”

"If you don't feel that this plan is worthy of your noble status, then you can take your knights to storm the walls. I don't stand in the way. Lycaon seemed unconcerned about Lastic's roar and even ignored it, "The siege ladder is here, and the tunnel is ready for you, so it's good to rush up, isn't it?" ”

Rastik quickly realized his gaffe, but his status as Grand Master always made it difficult for him to pull down his face and apologize. However, he had always thought in his heart that the light infantry, who had not suffered much in the hands of Lycaon, was obviously more worth the risk than sending the knights up to their deaths.

"Oh, if your knights run fast enough, they might survive the wave of gunpowder."

Lycaon's tone was calm, but to Lastic's ears, it was the harshest mockery.

"Knights, the last bulwark of Cyprus, the last bastion of the renegades, is close before our eyes."

"We are only one wall away from victory, but God has shown us the way!"

"The raging fire will burn the last fortress and punish the souls of the infidels, what we have to do is to ignite the sacred fire of God completely!"

"It is! God's will! ”

I have to say that although Lycaon despises Rastik's ability to lead the army, when it comes to inspiration, as the Grand Master, this guy does have some means. Three or two sentences turned a deadly mission into a sacred mission, and a large number of young knights responded enthusiastically.

This task requires no skill, the only thing to do is to rush under the walls of the Fort of Nicosia with gunpowder, avoid arrows and shells, ensure that the gunpowder can be buried in the weakest part of the wall, and then use the body as a barrier, ignite the gunpowder with one hand, and at the same time resist the water poured on the wall, and then send the soul to heaven with a blazing flame.

At times, Lycaon was quite envious of the combat capabilities of these brainwashed armies. As long as they are named God's will, they will surely lead by example, especially a group of young recruits. This group of noble descendants who had just cut off their tails and had risen from squire to knighthood had an extremely strong desire to sacrifice everything for God. Although the old knights were quite silent at the same time, Rastik was able to recruit enough men.

"The fuse is almost burning, and you turn and run away at once! Remember! Gotta ...... fast."

The Grand Master was still telling the recruits over and over again. Even if he is just a young knight who has just entered the profession, he will be the backbone of the knights in the future. He didn't expect mercenaries to carry out such a plan, so his lineage was even more valuable.

"As a final step, let's pray quietly." Lucaon laughed.

Rastik took one last look at the young knight who was struggling through the trench and closed his eyes in agony.

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