Balian slashed down with his sword and slashed to death a Saracen cavalryman who was rushing towards him, and just as he was about to find a second enemy, he suddenly felt a cold wind sweep by, and he hurriedly lowered his head, and a shining sword light swept over his head. Then a white horse ran past him, and Balian glanced out of his eyes to see a young man in a black robe and a mask.

"How is he, how is he in the opposite team?" The question had just risen from Balian's mind, and before he could figure it out, he felt a hard twitch on his back. Balian shook twice on his horse's back and fell straight off his horse.

"Huh~" Li Mu pulled the reins, stopped the horse's sprint, turned around and came to Balian's side, and aimed his scythe at the other party's neck, "Don't move, now you are a prisoner." ”

Balian was just about to struggle second, when a soldier with a large gavel came up and hit Balian in the back of the head, directly knocking Balian to the ground.

"Catch him and bring him to Zaire." Li Mu said to the Saracen cavalry who stayed on both sides.

"Yes."

Several Saracen horsemen carried Balian to Zaire.

Zaire circled around Balian, who had fallen to the ground, twice, "Although courage is commendable, it is a pity that it is too stupid. ”

Zaire, who had not been spared by Balian and had traveled all the way to Jerusalem with Balian, certainly did not have a good impression of Balian.

Now, Zaire's attitude towards Balian is nothing more than a capture of a nobleman on the opposing side. According to the rules, the nobles could pay a ransom to redeem themselves, and the current Saladin was not really ready to go to war with the crusaders, so he would not kill the nobles of the other party.

Just as Zaire was about to say something to Balian, suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in the distance, and Zaire was stunned when he heard it, and he knew that it was the sound of a large group of people passing by.

Sure enough, a moment later, a group of people and horses, one after another, appeared from the horizon, and in the center of the procession, a golden cross was erected.

The place where the true cross appears must be the place where the king of Jerusalem appears. Zaire turned to one of the Saracen horsemen behind him and said, "Inform the Lord that the king of Jerusalem has arrived." ”

The wind carried the yellow sand, the banners were rolled, and the trumpets sounded, and Baldwin IV, King of Jerusalem, led 100,000 soldiers to line up on the wasteland of Calleburg.

Woo~Woo~

Two trumpets sounded, and Saladin's brigade slowly appeared on the horizon, the same banners, and the same black crowd. Tens of thousands of horses trampled on the ground, and the dust was so overwhelming that it was impossible to see how many people and horses had come.

The two teams stopped advancing on the plain in front of Fort Calle, less than five hundred meters apart. This distance is considered the limit distance of safety. If you get closer, you'll be within the opponent's dash distance.

Baldwin IV, dressed in a blue robe and a patterned mask, rode his white horse to the center of the battlefield, while Saladin, dressed in black, walked out of his camp with several retinues.

"Please go back, I'll take care of this matter." Saladin said with a solemn expression. As the leader of the Saracens, he must be responsible for the dead caravans.

"Please return to Damascus, so as not to hurt the peace." Baldwin IV, as the king of Jerusalem, had to teach himself a lesson even if his subordinates did wrong, and if he borrowed the hand of others, then he would have done it as a king. However, he also knew that if he couldn't give Saladin an excuse, then Saladin wouldn't give up. "Reynard will be punished, I promise."

"Withdraw the troops, or they will all be destroyed." To show his resolve, Baldwin IV added.

At this time, hundreds of thousands of people on the battlefield were quietly watching the two people, no one spoke, the wind was howling and waving the flag, and everyone was waiting for the final verdict. For a time the battlefield was quiet.

"Agree or disagree." Baldwin IV asked. Continue to mentally oppress each other.

Saladin stared intently at Baldwin IV, as the leader of the Saracens, he was unwilling to fight these cans on the plains, especially when he was not ready, and finally could only say helplessly, "Agreed." ”

A stone fell to Baldwin IV's heart, although he had been aggressive just now, but he was also very worried, if Saladin was determined to fight him, then even if they could win, it would only be a miserable victory, and in the end, it was unknown how many of these tens of thousands of soldiers could return.

Baldwin IV, who had relaxed slightly, shook his horse a few times before slowly stabilizing his figure. At the age of twenty-four, he looked like an old man who was about to die.

His sobriety was clearly visible to Saladin. Saladin's eyes flashed slightly, "I will send the Imperial Physician to visit Your Excellency." ”

"Lord bless you." Baldwin IV saluted Saladin with a strong spirit.

"Goodbye." Saladin saluted neatly, then returned to his camp with his horse's head and began to organize the army to retreat.

Seeing this, Baldwin IV also turned his horse's head and galloped towards Caleborg. Dozens of his entourage also lined up towards Fort Calle.

Li Mu looked at the back of Baldwin IV and shook his head, he knew that the king who owned Jerusalem and was eloquent was terminally ill, his reign was about to come to an end, and his kingdom and inheritance would be buried with his death. The initiator of all this is Renald, whom he rescued today. I don't know how he would feel when he knew all this. Perhaps he himself knew that no one was more aware of the contradictions within the kingdom than he was.

The conflict between the nobles, the contradictions between the major knights, the struggle for power and profit between the various lords, and the greedy thirst for money were all forcibly suppressed by him with thunderous means. If he is gone, then these will be dry wood on the pyre, and then it will only take one spark and the whole kingdom will collapse with a bang. Engulfed in flames.

He knew all of this clearly. But what if he knows, he can only continue to walk, maybe death is his best destination.

Li Mu turned his gaze back, he looked at Balian who was being pressed and then at Zaire who was riding on a horse. "What are you going to do with this person? Is it in exchange for ransom or? ”

"Let it go, it's just a baron, even if you change it, you can't change much. We will be back soon. When the time comes, the whole place will be ours. With that, Zaire rode away, and he wanted to stop the army from retreating.