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After a night of hard work, when the sun was rising over the horizon, Feng Longde had already completed all the preparations he needed.

The undead still had to deal with some simple work, but this kind of work that only required brute force did not have to trouble the villagers, and they were very tired at the end of the night, Feng Longde felt that he was not cheeky and asked them to do more free labor.

Except for a dozen or so of the guards who were directing the work of the undead, the rest were quietly resting near the south gate, some were polishing their weapons, and some were checking the wearing of the Gothic plate armor on their bodies, whether they could fit their bodies perfectly and protect themselves.

The Lich Mages were around Von Rond, most of them were sitting in the shadows of the eaves and began to meditate to regain their magic and energy, and two Lich Mages who had finished their meditation early unfolded a magic screen in front of Von Rond, showing the current movement and location of the Arab-Muslim troops.

At the same time, in the woods on both sides of the road, two blue pupils, like human eyeballs that do not grow in their sockets, the whites of the eyes are clearly distinguished from the pupils, but the roots of several huge eyeballs with powerful wrists and feet occupy the leafy trees on both sides, through the dense layers of branches and leaves. Eyeballs, surrounded by a layer of thickly wrinkled skin, silently peered at the marching Arab-Muslim troops.

Water Magic.Magic Eye, this is a kind of magic expert level magic, condensing the water element to form a water elemental body similar to the abyssal creature magic eye, and through the connection between them, the magician can see a certain range of vision where the magic eye is located, just like the surveillance camera of modern society.

But this magic is far more convenient than surveillance cameras. The Magic Eye is not a big bare eyeball, which is equivalent to a modern high-precision optical sight, they can observe the situation within a few hundred meters as if they are close at hand, and they have ten wrists and legs like a king squid, and after the object of observation is out of the monitoring range, they can also chase it up at a speed that is not too slow to continue monitoring, which is not something that modern monitoring facilities can do.

And this kind of water-based magic is even more effective after passing through the hands of lich mages: when the deceased mages cast a puppet-type elemental creature similar to using magic elements to create a puppet elemental creature, they will use part of their soul energy to make a soul fire by the way, so that the elemental creature that originally had no sanity becomes an undead creature with a soul and an elemental body, making the deceased mages far more comfortable to control than the mages of the life race. When the time comes, you just need to retract the soul fire.

This combination of afterlife spells and elemental magic is not something that afterlife mages use in the first place, but it is a form of magic cast that was inspired by the special structure of her half-undead and half-elemental life as a dragon spirit elemental body, and after proving to work, it became the most common spell casting method used by afterlife mages in all imperial systems, and has continued to this day.

"Your Majesty, the enemy will be in our field of vision in almost two hours. A Lich Mage reminded Soul Connection, the current situation displayed on the magic screen, "What are we going to do next?"

"The inhabitants of this area have been evacuated?" Feng Longde asked, adjusting his chainmail bandana. Then find a suitable spot to wear your own Demon Ringwing Barrel Helmet.

"With the assistance of Miss Kamishirasawa Huiyin and the Barnyard and Kiryu families in the world, we have temporarily taken over this area. "The Lich Mage reported on the current situation. Then he continued, "In addition, we have prepared the fortifications and some facilities according to your request, the skeletons and lichs are ready for battle, and your royal guard looks like it is already gearing up. ”

Feng Longde nodded: "Very good, you continue to monitor." Feel free to report to me if you have any situation. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Looking at the guards knights with expressionless faces but excited about the soul connection, Feng Longde sat down alone in a corner and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

According to the memories of Herman, who has awakened, Feng Longde also knows the cruelty of the real battlefield: the moment every time he wields a weapon. It's all an adventure where you are on the line between life and death, and every time there is a weapon encounter, there is a possibility that a familiar figure will fall next to you at any time, and you will not have time to cover him, because the next moment it is very likely that the person who will fall is you.

In the past half a year, Feng Longde has killed corpse witches and people, but even if he has two memory fragments of Herman, he is still a recruit who has just entered the battlefield, but this recruit is stronger than the veterans under him.

"Can my method succeed?" Feng Longde kept asking himself, as a novice who was new to the battlefield, waiting before the battle was the most torturous, but after entering the battle, he would not be nervous like this.

"Mr. Longde, you seem to be a little nervous. A girl's voice came, Feng Longde turned his head to look, and found that it was Huiyin who came over.

"How do you know?" Feng Longde didn't squirm, he directly admitted with a big grin, and then stood up, "Also, what are you doing here? shouldn't you be staying with the residents?"

"Guess. Huiyin shook her shoulders, "Now that the state of emergency has been declared, the residents don't need me to worry about it, the two families themselves also have a certain ability to defend themselves, I just need to appease them before, I just need to be curious about your fighting style, for a historian." It is a rare opportunity to witness the battle scenes of a special race and the armies that exist in real history. ”

Feng Longde only shrugged his shoulders at Hui Yin's behavior: "If you act as a bystander, you can, you just need not to disturb our battle, after all, this is our battle." ”

"If you're in danger, don't you need my help?" said Hui Yin's words with some banter.

"No—I felt like if I was in danger, I'd run away as soon as I could. ”

Hui Yin: ""

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At the same time, somewhere far away on the east side of the earthly mile.

Breathe in the humid air that I'm not used to until now. A middle-aged man dressed as an Arab knight dressed in heavy chain mail and armor walked at the front of the line on a tall Arab horse draped in horse chain mail, his brow furrowed as he listened to the report of the desert light cavalry scout.

Alaj ibn Rayed ibn Muhammad Abdullah was a relatively wealthy Muqta, just like the European aristocracy, except that he had no hereditary fiefdoms - although he had the right to collect heavy rents and taxes from his peasants, he did not have corresponding land titles, let alone hereditary inheritance, and he did not live in fiefdoms like the European aristocracy, but entrusted some agents to manage the land, and rarely managed these affairs himself.

This life began at the age of twenty when he inherited his father's identity as Muktar as the eldest son of his own family, and he has lived peacefully for ten years. Usually there are officials appointed by his subordinates to manage the tedious affairs in the territory, and he only needs to find time to review the documents and reports handed in by the people below and manage his army, and then he has a lot of time to play and live with his family. Or just concentrate on honing your combat skills and equestrian skills, and live a comfortable and comfortable life.

After Saladin, the Sultan of Egypt and the "sword of Allah", issued a call in Cairo to "Allah be great, drive the Franks out of Jerusalem and regain lost territory", Abdullah, like other devout Muslims who heard the call, gathered all his troops, said goodbye to his family and began to gather at the meeting place where the Arab coalition forces from all over the country were gathering.

As a devout Muslim, no one would sit idly by while the Crusaders have been occupying the Holy Land and the surrounding lands. As a result, the response from the Muslims everywhere was quite positive, and Abdullah's territory was not very far from the meeting place, so he set out with only enough supplies and supplies for a week. When the time came to the meeting place, the logistics would naturally be taken over by Saladin's personnel.

On the evening of the fifth day, Abdullah and his army settled down at the last oasis on the march, replenished with fresh water, and rested.

Then, when everyone woke up in the middle of the morning the next day. Everything around us is not right.

Abdullah remembered very well that the previous night, although the desert had been covered with sandstorms, the oasis had not been affected much, and the soldiers had only taken precautions against the wind and had gone to sleep, not to mention the Crusaders. There weren't even sand bandits in the desert, so naturally even the sentries were specially allowed to rest all night, and the whole camp fell into a deep sleep.

In hindsight, Abdullah wished he had sent some of his soldiers out for a shift vigil, so that at least he could have figured out how he and his troops had fallen into such a hellish place!!

He still can't forget the situation that morning: he was woken up desperately by his entourage after sleeping soundly, telling himself that there was a big problem outside, and that he should go out immediately to preside over the overall situation.

At first, Abdullah thought that it was a sandstorm or a dust storm that had been blown into the oasis, and that it was a common question whether he had swept away a lot of supplies or some of the people and horses, but as soon as he stepped out of the tent, he was completely dumbfounded.

The camp had been a small oasis around a large waterhole, but now he saw a plain of green as far as the eye could see, and the distance was covered with dense woods.

By this time the camp had already been in disarray, and the soldiers were all terrified, and many of them had already nervously clenched their weapons, and looked at everything unfamiliar around them, and if it weren't for the fact that the soldiers were well trained and knew that they would gather together in an unfamiliar environment, Abdullah was sure that they would probably have dispersed in a hurry.

Abdullah was stunned for a moment by the drastic changes in his surroundings: he had read some books before, and knew that there were many other places besides Egypt, where his Muslims lived, and many of them were cool weather and ubiquitous greenery, but it was impossible to explain why all of them could run into this completely unfamiliar environment after a night.

Fortunately, there were some imams in the army, and it took them a long time to calm the mood and allow Abdullah to command the army once again.

Out of an abundance of caution, Abdullah let his desert light cavalry, who were from the herding tribes, begin to disperse around to reconnoitre, first figuring out a certain area centered on his camp before planning his next step.

When the sun began to rise, all the desert hussars returned and began to report on what they had seen.

It could not have been an Egyptian region, but a completely unknown and strange place, and many desert light cavalry had seen human-looking creatures flying in the sky while scouting, which made Abdullah frown.

As a devout Muslim, faith did not prevent him from coming into contact with forbidden knowledge that might be blasphemous to Allah for ordinary believers, so he was the first to accept the status quo compared to his subordinates.

Based on the information aggregated, Abdullah has a preliminary understanding of the current situation:

No one knows what mysterious things happened that night, but it cannot be denied that all of them came to this strange place for that reason, and this place is not at all explained by anyone's knowledge or the books they have read, let alone the desert light cavalry swearing in the name of Allah, they saw something suspicious of the devil flying in the sky, and something in the woods seemed to be watching them all the time.

What is certain, however, is that there are no Crusaders who exist as enemies in this area, nor are there Muslims with whom they are familiar, as if this is a new world that has not yet been discovered and explored.

At noon yesterday, Abdullah began to give orders to the whole army, and began to march at a uniform pace in the direction of the west, and let the desert light cavalry roam around, observing the surrounding environment at all times.

In Abdullah's view, it was clear that there was an opportunity in front of him: he had read a lot of books about the four caliphs, and the situation he was in was a good opportunity to be more comfortable and pleasant than his former fiefdom. The almost deserted but fertile land, and the fact that he still has an army that is not weak, and even some imams with him, is very sure that he will open up a new world for Allah here, just like the legendary heroes described in those books.

In the future, I will probably no longer be a small Mukta, but very likely the Sultan of this land!(To be continued......