"Brother Saleh, you don't know how amused the two infidels we met by the river that day were fishing! Listen to me, after we had set fire to the pagan church that day, our brave and merciful master, Chief Nowas, led us around to search the villagers for information, and we happened to come across the two unfortunate ghosts. Don't you see, their frightened faces turned white, it's so funny! Later, I threw their heads into the river with Kabil, and it's a shame you didn't see that kind of scene that day! ”

In the barracks outside the village of Salun, a Salander light infantryman, Malik, who had wrapped himself tightly in a face scarf according to Salander tradition, was dancing and telling another light infantryman about his very interesting experience by the river.

But it was evident that the light infantryman, known as Saleh, was enthusiastic and even disgusted by what he had said. But Malik, who was on the rise, did not notice this at all, and instead described the massacre in the village of Seren with more vigor.

At this moment, a Salander guard sitting in the corner stood up, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Enough! Don't you think that's fun? Don't you think that's a shame! Did not Allah tell us that such atrocities are not permissible and will be judged? Have you forgotten everything? ”

Malik cowered, retreating as his words continued, stammering but unable to say a word to refute.

Just when the Salander defender was so angry that he almost couldn't restrain himself from teaching him, a gentle voice also came from the corner: "Okay, Brother Kubel, I know your undeniable loyalty to Allah, but this brother in front of you is also a loyal believer of Allah, do you want to be an enemy of your brother?" Allah has taught us not to hate one another, not to envy one another, not to resist one another, but to be servants of Allah like brothers. ”

But Allah has also spoken! We ought to help each other with righteousness and reverence, not for sin and tyranny! I am ashamed that I participated in such a massacre, and I will be judged by Allah in the future! ”

Abeni raised his gentle eyes, looked at his friend who had become a little hysterical with pity, and said lightly: "Brother Kubar, you must always remember that all this is a test given to us by Allah. Whatever the outcome, no matter what our hearts are, we will spread the faith of Allah throughout the world, and only then will it be our duty as servants of Allah! ”

"But ......"

"Nothing, are you not religious enough to believe in Allah?" Shouldn't we give everything we have for Allah's sake? Isn't that so? Albeni changed his usual mildness, and the expression on his face was even distorted by the fanaticism.

The soldiers who watched around cheered and waved their arms feverishly. More and more people were attracted by the noise, and after learning what was happening, they began to become fanatical about the atmosphere.

"Everything, for Allah!"

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The black war horse in iron armor held its head high, and from time to time it made a thunderous snort. The knights in heavy plate armor sat on it, and the red background standing lion flags fluttering behind them rolled incessantly in the wind, and there was a kind of solemn momentum in front of them.

For them, it had been almost twenty years, and for twenty years, the iron horsemen of Swadia had not set foot in the mountains to the south. And at this moment, many knights were so excited that they almost couldn't restrain their trembling, and they only had one sentence in their hearts - this is the land that belongs to Svadia!

However, no matter how eager they are to snatch prestige and profit from these "South Swadiaans" in front of them, but orders are orders, and they are not here to be enemies of "South Swadia" this time.

Rhodok's spearmen formed a nervous and hasty formation, confronting them from a distance of just a hundred meters, constantly calling out for the blessings of the gods.

In the same way, these arrogant and brave Svadian nobles despised the fragile fighting power of these "South Svadians", but they were also secretly wary of their cunning guerrilla tactics and their troublesome gun formations, as well as their crossbow arrows, which could easily penetrate the plate armor and inflict heavy casualties.

Many of the fathers and relatives of the soldiers on both sides had participated in the great battle twenty years ago, so they had long been aware of the fatal horror of the other side, and this unexpected encounter made them invariably raise their hearts high.

There was an atmosphere of solemnity.

Charles and his cavalry stood on the right side of the formation with the cavalry of the other lords, one of the few cavalry in Rhodoc, and would have to fight the knights on the opposite side if the situation was not for them. However, everyone knows how they can defeat the well-armed heavy cavalry with the same light cavalry.

Therefore, most of these guys who show off their martial arts on weekdays are frightened at this time. They stared palely at the flying flags on the other side, and at the endless queue below them. The horses that the knights rode were all black horses of the same color, wrapped in fine red plate armor.

And those Swadian heavy cavalry, whose status was not as respected as the knights, were also riding the superior war horses that were rare in Rhodok, and they were all wrapped in fine iron armor. Even the occasional hunting horse that was not protected in iron armor was generally a head taller than the Rhodoc warhorse.

Charles licked his lips unconsciously and swallowed hard, but his throat was still dry.

He suppressed the tension in his heart and looked up at the well-armored Swadia knights sitting on their horses. The obviously valuable hand-forged sleeveless plate armor on their bodies reflected a sword-like chill in the sunlight, and the heavy huge helmets hid their faces, but the occasional flash of sharp gaze still made people shiver all over their bodies.

They held their spears aloft in their hands, like a jungle of steel. Maces, two-handed giant swords, and half-handed swords, these terrifying killing tools are randomly hung on their bodies and horses. As Charles can imagine, once the war really starts, these hideous weapons can definitely easily take his life!

Charles had learned more than once about the horror of such knights from books and stories from others, but only then did he realize that he had underestimated their threat.

Just when everyone was nervous, an old figure stepped out of Rhodok's army on a horse. Escorted by his attendants, he took the lead at the junction of the two armies, looked at the man on the opposite side who was guarded by dense knights, and said calmly: "Swadians, tell me what you mean!" ”