Chapter 167 Finally Arrived
The expeditionary force resting on the west side of Haidian probably did not know that they had not yet arrived, but they had already been remembered by the king of Jerusalem. Fastest updates
The Seljuks, who were far away, were no longer an obstacle to the eastward march of the expeditionary force.
The warriors now have only one faith, arriving at the Holy Land at the end of the year.
"To Jerusalem!"
"Go to the Holy Sepulchre!"
"Follow the Lord's way!"
"Victory!"
Every time the soldiers were tired, the priests would run around the army at the prince's behest.
To Richard's surprise, there are times when God's power surpasses gold.
Especially when the expeditionary force was marching in the desert desert that was inaccessible, water and faith were the greatest motivation for them to move forward.
After learning the sad news of the defeat and the loss of his son, Arslan's first reaction was not to lead the army to pursue, but to send troops to plunder several major tribes near Konya for the crime of treason.
After scouting the expeditionary force, the Sultan of Rûm had given up hope of pursuit, and it was better to raise the next heir sooner rather than continue to consume the precious strength of the Seljuk family for the sake of a dead man.
At the behest of the Roman emperor, the expeditionary force advanced rapidly and headed south to the Duchy of Antioch, where the pagans were terrified everywhere they passed.
The fame forged by the blood of the Seljuks has become known by the tavern bards, and the less powerful have retreated.
Richard's army, which had never been disconnected from the Combined Fleet, received a steady stream of supplies.
Coupled with the fact that all the goods looted by the Seljuks fell into the hands of the expeditionary force, the abundant logistical supplies were now enough to push the army into Egypt.
Of course, this is only theoretical, and Saladin will not sit idly by.
Marching cautiously along the coastline, the Prince of England could not have the luxury of not being attacked by the infidels.
The marching route and defensive formation were carefully arranged, and the expeditionary force seemed to be like a long snake wriggling along the coastline of the Eastern Mediterranean.
The well-armed English longbowmen rallied on the flanks to guard the weak points of the army, and any form of cavalry charge would be met with no mercy from them, and the attackers would be bled in a river.
As the core combat force of the army, the French hoplites are all unarmored and ride slowly, but the fierce light in their eyes makes people dare not despise them, as long as the prince gives an order, they can put on their armor and go into battle at any time.
The expeditionary warriors who entered the desert realized that their greatest enemy was not the alien gods lurking around, but the invisible but real heat and drought.
The fierce sun made the soldiers dehydrated and their mouths were so dry that everyone began to look straight and in a trance.
The expeditionary force is seriously short of water!
But rare fresh water is more valuable than gold in the desert, and it is a necessity for desert travelers to sustain their lives
Each soldier, under the supervision of the officer, was only allowed to drink a small sip of sweet spring at regular intervals to relieve his hardship.
The scorching heat of the sun afflicted everyone, and for the first time, Richard's disciplined and powerful soldiers were slackened.
Fortunately, Saladin's army is not here, and there will be no big battle between the two sides.
Otherwise, a Harding battle could be staged here immediately, and the prince of England would be nailed to the pillar of shame forever.
"Your Highness!"
"We don't even pray now, and the soldiers can't listen to the priest's eulogy!"
William Marshall had to tell the prince bitterly about this, and the presence of a large number of departed personnel was a testament to the great power of the sun god.
Even the pious priests were exhausted from the long eulogy, and no matter how much Richard cared for the priests, even giving them uncontrolled drinking water, it didn't work.
"Now it only takes a small squad of cavalry to crush my proud army......"
Richard was not ten years later, and the prince, who was facing the desert and drought for the first time, had to bow to the power of nature.
The thought of fighting a famous pagan monarch in such a harsh environment in the future made the prince of England's scalp tingle.
The enemy has long lived in the scorching heat of the Middle East, and some of their soldiers have even come from the cold winter lands of the far north.
Under such circumstances, it is difficult for the infidels not to take advantage of the situation, and the gap in combat effectiveness between the two sides must be worlds apart.
"It's hard for the knights of Jerusalem to hold on for so long!" Richard wasn't going to give up because of that.
In addition, the Combined Fleet, which was not far away at sea, kept shuttling back and forth between the Smyrna Naval Base in Anatolia and the Expeditionary Force's station, providing a stable source of fresh water for Richard's army.
"Keep going!"
"Warriors!"
"Crossing this desert, we have the Holy Land in front of us, and the King of Jerusalem has prepared water and food for us, and we will enjoy a feast there as soon as we can reach it!"
The encouragement of the commander was positive and effective, and the soldiers managed to hold on to their formation without an enemy attack.
The constant supply of the naval fleet also gave the expeditionary officers confidence that they could reach the sanctuary where Jesus Christ's bones were buried.
The heat of nearly 50 degrees Celsius on the surface scorched the feet of the soldiers on the march, and the harsh sunlight made everyone have to bow their heads and struggle to move forward.
But it was near, it was near, and they could reach the holy city of Jerusalem through this dry desert of Tairepa.
The experience of passing through Aleppo ahead was really thrilling, and the Saracen cavalry was indeed powerful.
Following the expeditionary force's movements, the Mamluk cavalry stood on the high ground, and the light cavalry harassed around the position of the large army.
Safatdin's men set fire to the bushes and choked the soldiers of the expeditionary force with smoke.
While Richard's army was encamped, the enemy was still charging noisily around him, and the noise almost made it difficult for the soldiers to sleep.
However, after Richard succeeded in ambushing a harassing force, the Saracen cavalry did not dare to fight the idea of this force again.
Finding the pagan weakness, the prince of England took camp overnight and led a forced march through the territory of the pagan monarch.
The enemy, who coveted the expeditionary force, must have gone back to bring rescue troops, and must leave as soon as possible.
In the evening of the next day, the expeditionary force finally got rid of the terrible Saracen cavalry.
When Richard led the French cavalry behind him to retreat in the lonely sun, he saw hordes of Mamluk cavalry appear in the sky.
The Lord of Egypt has appeared!
Nor would Saladin have imagined that the last and most important of the three most difficult opponents of his life has already appeared.
Nur al-Din, who died young, and Baldwin, who was seriously ill, were not the henchmen of the Lord of Egypt, but the Lionheart King who came from afar was his long-cherished enemy.
The moment the two met, there was no communication, just looking at each other, and Richard seemed to remember the man who stood there alone.
See each other but don't know each other!
But in the future, the two will have a chance to collide!