When the hussars further wanted to get closer to Jerusalem, and some were even arrogantly preparing to attack the city, a large number of Arab archers at the head of the city opened their bows and arrows and fired downwards, and suddenly arrows rained down. These nomadic archers were accustomed to fighting on horseback. But the use of a bow and arrow is no less useful when fighting on foot. In this way, several hussars were shot like hedgehogs. The rest of the hussars were startled, and immediately returned to a safe distance, and continued to curse and cross. But after a while, the cavalry had lost their courage, and it was not interesting to stay like this. Soon they retreated.

After watching this group of hussars retreat. On the city walls, Saladin sighed secretly. The mood finally returned to calm. After that, the king of the desert turned around and said in a slightly reproachful tone to Zhao Haier, who had fled back: "A total of 50,000 troops, advantageous terrain. In addition to this, there are 2,500 elite professional soldiers. You just lasted less than a day and ran back?"

“...... The master forgives sins. Although Zhao Haier had a thousand reasons in his heart - the opponent's lineup was strong, the cavalry was extremely combative, and there were all kinds of devil-like weapons that could spray flames and black smoke to help the battle...... However, the wise general knew that what he had to do at such a time was to confess his sins to Saladin obediently and in a proper manner. Instead of blindly defending and finding reasons. That will only cause others to resent it. It's better to admit your mistake obediently, wait until Saladin is calmer, and then slowly tell him about the battle situation.

“...... Forget it, in both battles, the two generals I value the most, you, and poor Baibers both lost to the Crusaders. In this way, the other party's conviction is related to this extraordinary talent. Get up. Saladin sighed and then said. However, before Zhao Haier could breathe a sigh of relief, Saladin continued: "It's just that you have been defeated twice in a row, lost so many troops, and killed so many good people, and if I don't punish you, it is really a little unreasonable—go, go to the judge, and get fifty lashes." After that, I will also denounce you as a glorious general under Allah, you are just an ordinary person. I will not reinstate you until you do a convincing service. ”

"I see, master. Zhao Haier was in a calm mood, thinking in his heart: as long as he can leave a life, he can make a comeback. Fifty lashes, deprivation of duty. These are nothing but fiction. As long as there is one life left, then everything can be done again. Besides, now Bibers is dead. Saladin didn't need him, who else could he use?

Looking at the general, there was no confusion, anger or frustration. Saladin's heart became even more uncomfortable - more than anything in his face, Baibers, who was from the steppe race. This former Christian from Sicily is even less trustworthy. It's just, just like Zhao Haier thought. At this moment, he only has one usable general available, Zhao Haier. It's really not appropriate to go too far.

"But after driving the crusaders away, ......" Saladin was now in his heart with a murderous motive - but at this moment another group of hussars roared and shouted and ran to the foot of Jerusalem, crucifying another group of fallen Arabs and inserting them outside the city of Jerusalem. This interrupted Saladin's train of thought, and revealed a little bit of the desert king's hidden tyranny.

"Allah is above! What are these heretics trying to do?! It's just too much!" Saladin said as he snatched the bow of a nearby Mamluk archer, opened his bow and shot an arrow, only to hear a muffled grunt from the city, and a hussar fell to the ground, followed by another rain of arrows at the head of Jerusalem, shooting the hussar into a hedgehog again. Saladin felt a little better. Look at the soldiers around - these soldiers also look extremely angry. There were also many people who looked at Saladin with great anticipation. There are also some who look very ugly at the gradually increasing crosses under the city. ...,

"It looks like I need to do something to undo the demoralization drop caused by this defeat. Saladin sighed as he thought this, and had some doubts in his mind about his plan to defend Jerusalem.

At the same time, in the camp of the Crusader coalition, there was a diametrically opposed to Saladin, who was in a heavy mood. The Crusader generals, the monarchs were in a very good mood - because they were victors.

"Here, cheers, everyone, this victory really should be celebrated. Lucived, who had not seen him send a single soldier during the war, was particularly active and enthusiastic at the celebratory dinner. From time to time, he stood up like this, toasted to this, toasted to that. Egil, along with several Norman generals, did give him face. It's just that the Eastern Roman Emperor next to him secretly sneered, looking at this guy very unpleasantly.

"People who have not won the slightest honor on the battlefield, do you want to make up for it at the wine table?" Basil is in a high position, and behind him is the top European power, Eastern Rome, naturally he will not take Luciverd, a little duke in a wild land, in his eyes. If you can't see it, you will say that you will not give any face.

"Uh...... Hehe. "And Luciverd, a little duke in a wild land, really can't afford to offend a few powerful people in the continent. After being told by Basil, Lucived could only smile awkwardly.

"Well, uncle. Don't be so nervous......" At this moment, Egil seemed to have drunk too much. His face flushed, and his spirit was much more excited—but despite this, Egil's IQ remained above average. Talking to one's would-be allies is still done: "No one can take credit for your credit." No one will deny that you are the greatest hero of this battle. So, don't be so nervous and relax. Come, I will give you a drink. Egil said as he filled Basil's glass. Then he retracted the flask, turned an angle imperceptibly, and filled himself with a glass that seemed to make no difference.

"Hmph...... "Egil's face, Basil has to take care of it anyway. Hearing this from Egil, he snorted softly and touched the glass with Egil, and after drinking it all, he felt a hot sensation evaporate from his stomach, and his face turned red all of a sudden—and then he looked like he was all right after drinking the wine. and he held on to it.

"A good drink, and a glass of toast - for the restoration of the Holy Land and the glory of Christchurch. Egil said as he poured Basil a full glass again. Basil's face was flushed, and his stomach was tumbling into the sea, but he didn't want to lose face in front of Egil. So he gritted his teeth - and drank it all again. After that, I felt that the world was spinning, and my eyes were full of stars. His hands were firmly propped up on the armrests of the chair, and he could barely move.

"The third glass - for cooperation and peace among the nations!" Egil had another glass of wine, which seemed to Basil as hateful as the murderer of his father - and in a hazy eye, Basil looked at Egil's smile as if it were a provocation, so he finally tried his best and drank it again.

"Good! great!" said Egil, clapping his hands and draining the juice from his own glass—of course, nothing happened.

After that, only a "poof" was heard, and Basil fell with hatred.

"Poof...... Ahahahaha...... "Egil let out a victor's laugh when he saw Basil fall to the ground, looked at the few Hunyati who were looking at him in amazement, and a few other Roman soldiers, and waved his hand, and said, "What do you look at - why don't you hurry up and take your emperor back to rest?!"

"I'm sorry. But it seems that His Majesty can no longer participate in this banquet. Hunyadi bowed his head to Egil, and then commanded several Roman soldiers to run out of the tent with Basil in a hurry. After that, I heard a "wow" outside, but it was Basil who even vomited bile......

"What the hell is going on?" others may not know, but the two generals beside Egil, Alpha and Robin Hood, have been staying by Egil's side for a long time. Of course, it is clear how much Egil drinks - although above average. But that's about it. It's definitely not up to the level of a drunkard who doesn't get drunk with a thousand glasses. It was impossible for Basil to vomit while lying on the ground, but nothing was wrong with him.

"Come here - look at this. Egil looked at the generals and looked at him strangely. Then he opened the lid of the flask, and when they saw it, there was a baffle inside, one of which contained a high spirit, and the other side a mixed juice similar to the color of the liquor. By controlling the angle slightly, you can select the liquid that flows out. Egil relied on such a gadget to trick Basil.

Seeing this, the generals understood. He scolded secretly in his heart: "Don't pay attention to it." On the surface, he can praise Egil's "clever calculation". At the same time, he secretly vowed to be careful when drinking with Egil in the future......

"However, the Emperor Basil did take a great job in this campaign. But there is another general who is equally detributious—why didn't the female general who commanded those special weapons see him?"

"Do you mean Asami?" Egir chuckled, "she's pretty good, indeed." So I'll reward her after that. But this kind of feast is not suitable for her. ”