"Garrison! The other side is cavalry! We can't escape, and if we want to survive, we must resist!" After this, the German nobles changed their phrase and encouraged their soldiers in this way. At the same time, a small number of priests and fanatics shouted frantically, "Kill the infidels!" and charged at the Arabs.

However, although this little effort is not in vain, it is also quite a drop in the bucket, and the mantis arm is a car. In the sky, the Arabs rained like locusts and arrows. And oncoming was the enemy's condescending and overwhelming heavy cavalry. Under this double blow, the German periphery was broken up at the first contact - although in terms of shock power, the Egyptian heavy cavalry armed with traditional spears was no match for the knights armed with heavy lances in the Western European style, but the top-down geographical advantage and the short-range explosiveness of the Arabian horses compensated for this disadvantage to some extent. As a result, the result of the charge was perfect.

After killing thousands of German soldiers, the Mamluk cavalry threw down their spears, took out scimitars, maces and other melee weapons, and continued to ride forward, squeezing, killing, and breaking through the formation of German soldiers.

"Steady!Form an array!Swordsmen in front, spearmen behind, guard the archers!Knights dismount to take over!Move quickly!" A small number of nobles from Austria and Bohemia finally gathered a small number of soldiers around them. At the same time, the order was given - in the northern part of the battlefield, farther away from the stream, a small round array that looked crooked and untidy was gradually organized and began to garrison more and more delicately.

"Attack! Break their array! Don't give them a chance to resist!!" Seeing the struggle of the Franks who had already reacted at this moment, the Arab general roared like this, and Chaohairer quickly gathered a large number of Mamluk archers and Ghulam archers to suppress and shoot at that area. At the same time, Baibers, on the other end, ordered the cavalry to turn around, turn around, and prepare to charge again.

- At this moment, if it were the cavalry of the Normans. Then there is no need to be so troublesome - continuous, wave-like band charges will never give the enemy any chance to reorganize the array, but will keep attacking, continuous assaults, until the opponent's array completely collapses.

However, these were Arabs - Islamic soldiers from Arabia, Egypt and Syria who had never fought ground battles with the Normans (and there had been several naval battles) - and most of them had never even heard of the Norman army. Not to mention the tactics of the Normans.

In this way, the German soldiers were given a rare respite—under the seemingly endless attack of bows and arrows—and the Arab professional soldiers, who were proficient in the art of bows and arrows, quickly drew their bows and arrows, and fired continuously. Under such a blow. Germany's last remaining array crumbled - though it worked very hard to prop up its shields and minimize the lethality of the opponent's ranged attacks. However, it still did not work, and around these soldiers, there were constantly comrades falling, and their morale was constantly declining under such a rain of arrows.

"What the hell is this?!" exclaimed a Czech nobleman from Bohemia, when he saw that the area three meters away from the array was completely covered by clusters of arrows. This stretch of soft sand was already densely covered with thousands of feathered arrows! The nobleman felt as if the ground was a cut above the ground. The dense feathered arrows seemed to be able to walk on them!

"Allah!!

Right here and now. The second round of the charge from Baibers is also ready. The spirited Egyptian heavy cavalry chanted the name of Allah, the Holy and Almighty. Rushed towards the crumbling German array with overwhelming momentum!

"Oh God......" many German soldiers cried out in despair, while many more broke down. Leaving the words of the officers and nobles behind, dropping their weapons and running - the last remaining phalanx was of little use to the detriment of demoralization, and was crushed by the charge of the Baibers, and blood was spilled over the desert. ...,

This was Albert's army in this campaign. The only barely visible resistance made. And in other places. The German soldiers fled like frightened deer or surrendered like cowards - and while the war was not over, they were not treated as a prisoner of war. They were beheaded by the excited, red-eyed Arab soldiers. The blood flowed, spreading, staining the entire stream red.

In the end, the war ended with the victory of the absolute superiority of the Arabs. In total, sixteen thousand Arab cavalry defeated the Germans, who were two or three times as numerous as them. Both Chohail and Bibers were satisfied with the battle—both of them had obtained a sufficient number of pagan heads and prisoners. To make great achievements and grow your wealth. And German ordnance and supplies, as trophies, made the pockets of the Arab soldiers bulge.

The only fly in the ointment was that neither Zhaohail nor Bibers had been able to get hold of Albert's body, the hapless emperor, who had been found downstream of the stream by a sheep herder, and the body had been gnawed by desert wolves. Half of his face is gone. If it weren't for his clothes and armor, you wouldn't have recognized this rather deplorable corpse, which was Albert II, one of the three emperors of the original continent and the ruler of the Holy Roman Empire.

And the results of this battle are difficult to count in the end - when Albert sent troops to the Holy Land. Forty-five thousand soldiers were brought with him. However, after the break with Egil, there was still part of Austria. Bohemian soldiers have not yet landed. So Albert's army should have been less than forty-five thousand when he went south. However, the Arabs insisted that their defeated enemy numbered at least fifty thousand men. The two generals, Zhaohaier and Bibers, had more than 10,000 heads and more than 20,000 prisoners of war. Such a record may also confirm the statement of the Egyptian side......

"Shouldn't there be so many?" thought to Egil, knocking on the table and looking at the Arab envoy across from him, with a rebellious look on his face, as if he had already won—and in front of the Norman emperor was a sympathetic letter written in Arabic—the Fatimid caliph, written by Saladin.

"The Germans must have been about thirty-five to forty-four thousand. Plus a small number of spontaneously organized crusader and outcast troops, as well as idiots from other countries...... Well, there really are so many. The army of 400,000 was one-eighth of it at once. It's, it's really- it's not a big deal. Egil shrugged his shoulders, then threw the letter aside, looked at the bearded Arab envoy, and asked, "So, your master Saladin, you have come here to make my army retreat?"

"That's it. The messenger held his head high: "Although it is as easy for Allah's warriors to defeat your wicked and blasphemous army as tearing the thinnest cloth." But my master, Saladin, is the most merciful monarch in the world. He didn't want to see too much bloodshed and sacrifice. Therefore, this merciful King has given you a chance. Hurry, hurry, clamp your tail and run away. This will save my life—"

- Stuffing a ponytail into his anus - remember, make sure to clamp him tight. Leave him some other markers. Be artistic, and throw him out when you're done. Egil interrupted the messenger impatiently, and then ordered.

"Allah is above—you heretic devil—well, you infidel devil—well, you don't!!" Hearing Egil's insulting behavior, the Arab envoy's face flushed with anger, and he just took a step forward angrily, trying to fight Egil, when he was pressed to the ground by two knights of the guards on either side, snapped his arm twice, and then shattered his jawbone with a single punch. And so dragged him out. Immediately after, I heard a muffled scream outside......

"Really, what did Saladin think of me? Idiot? Did he think I had come here for public tourism?" Egir grumbled, shaking his head and snapping his fingers for Sonya, who was standing nearby, to refill him with a glass of lemonade with ice.

On the afternoon of January 4, 1006, Egil rejected Saladin's letter of peace. And it was extremely "artistic" to deal with the messengers sent by Saladin. This has made the already tense situation between the two sides even more acute. And Egil's actions finally shattered Saladin's last bit of luck.

"At least this man is not as insidious as he thinks...... Saladin thought so: at least he hadn't made peace talks on the surface and mobilized the army behind the scenes. When he heard about Egil's actions, Saladin was inexplicably relieved. I thought: at least this way, you don't have to worry about choosing your future. I've been cornered by a madman, and the hundreds of thousands of troops under that madman's command. There is no other path to choose from than to fight.

And in the afternoon of the same day. Taking advantage of the mistreatment of the messenger and the defeat and death of Albert, Egil announced that he would march south to avenge the Forerunner of the Revolution, his best friend, comrade and brother Albert, and his loyal German soldiers. And when King Charles, who was beside Egil, whispered: "More than 20,000 German soldiers have been taken prisoner." When I do something like this, all I get is a confused, as if I really don't know:

"Eh, are you sure? aren't they all dead?" (To be continued.) )