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If yesterday's Abdullah was still Top Gun, then today's Abdullah is tired.

The reason is simple, when he set up camp and rested last night, Abdullah arranged a sentry vigil this time to prevent any accidents from happening in this strange place. As a result, an accident happened in the middle of the night, accompanied by the screams of the sentry.

At that time, almost half of the people in the camp poured out of the nest after hearing the screams, including Abdullah himself, who also picked up the guys and came out to check, so they saw the most shocking scene:

A night watchman fell to the ground, his metal shield knocked aside, he was screaming in pain while constantly trying to stab a black shadow with the spear in his right hand, and his left arm was already enveloped by the black shadow, as if blood was pouring out of the black shadow in the light of the fire?!

Seeing this extremely strange scene, everyone shouted in fear and brandished their weapons and rushed forward, trying to disperse the black shadow, and the black shadow seemed to see too many people coming, so it quickly broke away from the screaming soldier and quickly disappeared into the distant woods.

Originally, when everyone wanted to go back with a sigh of relief when they saw that the sneak attacker was gone, they found that the sentry was already groaning in pain. He also shouted for someone to bandage him.

By the time the other soldiers were about to deal with his injuries, the light of the fire had barely illuminated his left arm, and everyone gasped: the leather armor and robe on his left arm had been torn apart, and an entire layer of flesh on his arm had disappeared, dripping with bright red blood, and although the flesh on his arm had not yet disappeared to the point where he could see the bone, it was visible to anyone whose eyes were normal. There are still rows of tiny tooth marks left on those tender blood-red flesh!!

This bloody and horrific scene led Abdullah to order the sentries to gather for a vigil and stay within the light of the campfire, while the hapless soldier was taken care of by the imams, and he was not able to go to battle for a short time.

After spending the first night in this strange place without fear, Abdullah led his army on a rapid march toward the west.

There is a reason for this: the supplies carried by the army are basically exhausted, and the current environment is extremely unfamiliar to everyone, and there is no way to supply them on the spot, and many soldiers who are experienced in surviving in the desert environment are like children who have strayed into the wilderness here, if it weren't for the fresh water in the army that is completely enough for everyone to use for a few days, Abdullah is sure that the army would have been in turmoil.

It was bad enough that the food supply began to run out, and it ended up on the march along the way. The occasional sight of the mutilated human remains on the side of the road makes morale even more unstable, especially when sharp-eyed people notice that these human skulls have an absolutely abnormal red ghostly fire in their eye sockets.

Abdullah stopped some of the soldiers from trying to hammer the corpses, believing that it was best to stay away from strange and unknown things, who knows what would happen if these strange things were broken, and Abdullah looked at the red-flaming human skulls and other human-looking human skeletons that appeared on the road from time to time, and decided that this land might not be friendly to humans.

So Abdullah urged his army to start a rapid march, at least before dark today, out of this semi-forested area, if they could reach the plains. He had read some books before, and at least he had gained knowledge that would not starve the army.

Just as Abdullah was leading the way at the front of the army on his horse, a panting but joyful desert light cavalry rode over.

"Your Excellency. The brethren have found a populated place ahead!" The desert hussars' swarthy faces under their turbans were sweaty, looking very tired but full of energy, "It only takes another half an hour of marching from our current position, and we will be able to see the village!"

"Very well, let this information on. Abdullah nodded.

With the news that "you can see the village after walking for a while" became known to everyone. The speed of the march suddenly increased by a large margin, and even the atmosphere of frustration that hung over the heads of the soldiers disappeared considerably.

During the march, Abdullah had heard many soldiers secretly discussing whether the villages here would also be populated by Muslims or people of other religions. Or maybe the inhabitants aren't even human?

Abdullah did not stop these discussions, because he could not make up his mind about them.

The human corpses he saw on the road reminded him that he couldn't explain what he saw here, and the fact that the desert hussars had said that they saw humanoids flying in the sky made him understand that this was probably a strange place, so Abdullah was prepared for the possibility of using force to conquer the village.

If he had been in Egypt, he would not have been able to do such an easily reprehensible thing, but now everything around him had become unpredictable, and many means had to be used to ensure his own safety and that of the army.

After half an hour's trek, the Arab troops finally saw the wooden wall, which was clearly a man-made thing that made everyone cheer: they were nervous to the point of collapse, and if something else happened, everyone would have to go crazy.

But there are many good things, and the moth suddenly appeared.

The gates of the village were closed, and on the walls stood a row of men and women in strange robes, each with a javelin in one hand, their expressionless faces that did not look welcome to the outsiders in front of them.

Abdullah was keenly aware of it. Among the strange human inhabitants of the walls were figures dressed in strange black armor, a white burqa draped over the black armor depicting a pure black striped cross, and in the center of the striped cross was a fan-shaped shield depicting a black dragon with wings spread and a mouth spitting red flames.

"Crusaders?!" Abdullah's eyes cracked as he saw the symbols on the figures, "Damn it, is this the territory of those infidels? No wonder there are demons attacking people." It seems that they are all driven. ”

"My lord, what shall we do?" Abdullah's entourage asked, and the troops behind them began to stir up when they saw the figure of a suspected Crusader knight on the wall.

"Deliver orders to get everyone ready for battle. Abdullah took a deep breath and began to draw his sword from its sheath, "Tell everyone that the village in front of us is ruled by the Crusaders, and as long as we can take it, then everyone will no longer have to worry about staying in the dangerous wilderness here." ”

"Yes. My lord. ”

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Half an hour earlier, when the Magic Eye and the Revenant Rangers spotted the scattered desert light cavalry, Feng Longde knew that the enemy was coming.

Although it was a full three hours ahead of the idea that they were expected to arrive at noon, the Teutons, who had already set up their defenses, did not feel too nervous, and began to enter their respective combat positions in an orderly manner.

Nearly 200 skeletons and witches stood on the wall, one heavy javelin in each hand, guarding the wall as a spear-thrower, while the rest stood under the wall or near the wooden ladder. As coolies to quickly deliver heavy javelins to the walls and as backup soldiers that might be used, the Knights of the Guard set aside a third of their numbers to stay on the walls and use them to direct the actions of the skeletons and corpses. Ready to support fellow knights when needed, the Lich Mages stay in the safest of their walled houses, watching out for their enemies with their Eyes of Magic and Revenant Ranger surveillance.

As for Feng Longde, he was already neatly dressed, standing in three rows at the gate with the knights of the entire two-thirds of the King's Guard, waiting for the arrival of the enemy at any time.

Half an hour later, the image of the lich mage passing through the soul connection and the shouts of the knights of the guards on the wall made Feng Longde understand. Today's longest time is about to begin.

"Prepare the skeletons and necros to throw spears and do as much damage as possible when they get close. Feng Longde ordered in the soul connection, and then stood in the first row of queues and pulled out a one-handed battle axe and clenched it in his right hand, with a steel iris shield on his left hand, "Everyone get ready!"

Meanwhile. Abdullah is also giving orders: "Desert archers come forward and get ready, Mamluk stay put, desert light cavalry pay attention to the vigilance around them, shield spearmen and sword and shield soldiers go to cut down trees nearby, and make a battering ram as soon as possible!"

From Abdullah's eyes, the gathering point in front of him was not the size of a village as the desert light cavalry said, but a fairly large town, except that from the outside of the walls, the architectural style was no different from that of an ordinary village. If such a town can really be captured, not only will you not have to worry about all the supplies on your side, but you will also be able to figure out where this place is as soon as possible if you find a way to get the imam to educate these natives, and if it is really the worst situation as you suspected, you can at least live here by relying on the intelligence of these locals or the crusaders who can be captured.

Yes, as a devout Muslim, Abdullah was mentally prepared for the worst, that is, they did not come to one part of the original world, but to other worlds.

Originally, Abdullah hadn't had this idea, but when he saw the eerie black shadow that had gnawed off part of the sentry's left arm last night, he began to consider whether it was possible.

While Abdullah was whirling around with these thoughts, the Arab soldiers had begun to process the felled trees, and it took a full hour to make a ram ram with a simple roof.

Although the wheels were temporarily polished and not rounded enough, and even the many small branches around the battering ram were not cleaned up, the sharpened tip of the hammer was enough to knock any wooden gate open after a dozen or dozens of impacts in a row, and it was enough to deal with the wooden gates of ordinary towns.

Dozens of shield spearmen and sword and shield soldiers held up round shields to cover both sides of the ramming siege car, and under the cover of their shields, dozens of shield spearmen and sword and shield soldiers with shields and weapons on their backs pushed the handles of the ramming siege car, and slowly moved towards the gate little by little.

When they came into range, the undead spearthrowers on the walls attacked under the control of the knights of the guard.

Dozens of heavy javelins galloped down, most of them stopped by the roof of the battering engine, and the rest headed towards the Arab soldiers, the heavy javelins stuck directly into the metal round shields of the Arab soldiers, and the heavy falling sensation forced them to unable to hold the weighted shields, and some even had arms nailed to the inside of the shields.

After seeing that the heavy javelins had turned the shields of some Arab soldiers into burdens, the undead spear throwers threw the heavy javelin in their other hand as well, following the orders of the knights of the guard.

With a sharp whistling sound, the heavy javelins flew towards the Arab soldiers, and the Arab soldiers let out a lot of wails.

Thanks to the adjusted throwing angle, most of the heavy javelins were no longer blocked by the roof of the ramming siege engine, but were directed at the Arab soldiers. Under the attack of heavy javelin rain, many Arab soldiers' shields had to be discarded after being hit by several heavy javelins, and then they were pierced into the body by the next heavy javelin, and some of the heavy javelins even pierced two people one after another, and fell to the ground seriously injured or choked directly.

Seeing that the soldiers near the storming engine began to dwindle, Abdullah let the second group of Arab soldiers rush forward, and the desert archers began to provide cover for the rain of arrows.

These desert archers were all from nomadic tribes, and although they wore only robes, and few barely had a simple armor or leather armor, they were deadly arrows to anyone, especially those with insufficient armor.

Seeing a large number of Arab archers begin to draw their bows and strings, the undead spear-throwers on the wall bow their heads and use the battlements of the wall to protect their faces that are not protected by iron nose guards, and the knights of the guard all kneel in place, shielding their fronts with their irises.

Although the Teutonic Gothic Plate was almost airtight and surprisingly thick, it was not afraid of any ordinary arrows and crossbows, but just in case, all the experienced Guards knights strictly adhered to the instinctive movements that they had instilled into their training since childhood.

Under the cover of a rain of arrows like locusts crossing the city, the ramming siege caravan increased its speed as the second group of Arab soldiers joined, and soon approached the wooden gate.

Boom! More than a dozen Arab soldiers with big shoulders and round waists pushed the battering rams with great force, slamming them into the wooden gates, kicking up a cloud of dust. (To be continued......)