Chapter 114: Night Attack
Baldwin IV on a war horse.
Behind him, the servants set up their tents, erected the royal banner, and four small golden crosses surrounded the big cross, which looked more and more sacred in the harsh afternoon sun.
In a large battle, it is common to fight for three or two days.
This, of course, includes the "standoff" phase, as well as sporadic skirmishes.
The real decisive battle is often decided within a few hours.
But no one will start a war like a red-eyed gambler at the table, pushing out all the chips.
Although Saladin was not an outstanding military genius, he had personally led his troops to fight many battles, and he was definitely a commander above the passing line.
He doesn't make those low-level mistakes.
A bishop with rich experience in war keenly noticed the movement of Saracen's cavalry: "Saracen's cavalry has moved, they want to swallow the cavalry led by Baron Lothar!" ”
"Leave them alone."
Baldwin IV said in a deep voice: "I believe in Lothar's ability to lead troops, he will not be easily surrounded by Saracen's cavalry. ”
"Don't care about the harassment of the Saracen cavalry, if they come, shoot them with bows and crossbows, and no one is allowed to leave their posts without permission, and we will rely on the barracks to hold on!"
Baldwin IV cut the railroad.
Before coming, Lothar had discussed with Baldwin IV how to use infantry superiority against the enemy's cavalry superiority.
The huge crusader formation, which removed the supplies from the baggage carts, dismantled the carts, and made them into arrow plates, and the entire army took on a rare defensive posture in the face of the infidels.
Such a gesture made the Saracen generals, after tentatively launching several attacks to lure the enemy, and leaving dozens of corpses in front of the battle, gave up this idea.
The Crusaders and the Saracens could not be consumed here forever.
Because the Crusaders' cavalry was too small to raid the Saracens' logistical convoys, the supply lines in the rear of the Crusaders were exposed to the Saracens' horses.
No matter how much supplies the crusaders carried, sooner or later they would run out.
Adil looked at this scene and frowned deeply: "King Baldwin, is this leper pinning all his hopes on that Baron of Lothar?" ”
"It is hard to imagine that a king could have so much trust in his servants."
He remembered the conversation he had with Lothar that day.
He couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm not your Franks' worst enemy, but you've become our worst enemy." ”
Moments later, the news came that the Crusader cavalry had cut through the encirclement of a Mamluk cavalry that had intercepted them and had withdrawn from the battlefield in an orderly manner.
"Retreated?"
His expression changed slightly.
Immediately realized that Lothar had the idea of taking out 800 cavalry and pinning down 4,000 elite Mamluks.
"But don't you think it's too beautiful?"
The sky was full of their falcons, and countless sharp eagle eyes ensured that they could catch all the movements of the crusaders in time.
As long as the falcon warning was arranged in advance, Lothar and his cavalry would not be able to exert the effect of the surprise attack at all.
At that time, it is only necessary to send a thousand cavalry to prepare for the impact of the opponent in advance.
…....
Evening.
The confrontation between the Crusaders and the Saracens lasted for the entire day.
Except for the clashes between the cavalry, the combined casualties of the infantry on both sides were less than a hundred.
It's getting late.
The soldiers set up bonfires in their respective camps, and most of the soldiers in each phalanx were fellow villagers, or at least spoke the same language.
Ryan and Moder, with their axe guards, sat around the campfire.
Someone next to him whispered, "What kind of battle is this?" Where has our courage gone, when the warriors under the command of the Father are like a tortoise, curling their limbs and heads in their shells? ”
"That is, old John was shot off a finger by the damned heretics today, and the broken shield could not stop their arrows at all, and we let them attack like a target."
"And our cavalry, those high-ranking knights, except for the first appearance, disappeared today, shouldn't it be for the infidels to surround and annihilate?"
"Heavenly Father is above, and without knights, how can we fight against the infidels."
Laien got up and scolded: "You cowardly fools, if you say such negative remarks again, I will transfer you all to the death squad on the front line." ”
What is happening here is just a microcosm.
Everyone was terrified, whether the Crusaders, who had lost the knight they had always relied on the most, and who had lost a lot of blood and courage in the confrontation all day, could still be the opponent of the Saracens.
...
In a valley.
Lothar looked up at the night sky, and the falcon, which seemed to appear in the sky all the time during the day, had finally disappeared.
Fortunately, the Saracens had not yet developed the technique of training owls as falcons.
In fact, no one is worried about a night attack, and even if you don't suffer from night blindness, it's hard to see things at night.
"Make a fire and eat!"
Lothar commanded loudly.
The knights and horsemen huddled around the campfire to rest, and everyone's face was full of bewilderment, and after breaking through the siege, they never fought a major battle again.
Instead, they went to a shady place to rest, and when the enemy approached, they withdrew.
Such an approach made every knight feel deeply puzzled.
Lothar whispered, "Ladies and gentlemen, I know you have doubts in your hearts, but please answer me a question first, where is the most powerful place for the Saracens?" ”
Someone said disdainfully: "The Saracens are nothing more than an army of slaves, and they have nothing to be powerful. ”
But many more replied, almost unanimously, "It's the Falcon, Grand Master." ”
Lothar nodded: "That's right, the falcons of the Saracens are their eyes and ears, which makes their 'scouts' able to convey the battlefield situation to the enemy's generals at an extremely fast speed. ”
"Unless we can charge and crush the enemy, as we have done in previous years against the Saracens, but it is important to know that Saladin's army is similar in number to the Battle of Mongisa, but the quality is no longer the same."
"If it were 200,000 serf conscripts, perhaps we would be able to drive them into disarray and trample each other with just one charge." But unfortunately, the other side is also a well-trained army. ”
"That's why the Battle of Springwater Valley failed."
Someone wondered, "Is that so?" ”
"I thought His Majesty had lost the favor of his Heavenly Father."
Lothar sighed secretly and said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty has never committed any sin, how can you lose the favor of your Heavenly Father?" ”
"Ladies and gentlemen, the enemy's ubiquitous falcons during the day give us no chance to launch a surprise attack, only at night."
"Baron, what are you kidding, are we going to raid with torches?"
"I'm afraid we're going to go in the wrong direction and jump headlong into our own camp."
The knights looked puzzled.
Lothar said in a loud voice, "Please be silent, I know the difficulty of the night attack, let the will of the Heavenly Father decide whether we should carry out this raid at night!" ”
Frigila then casts the spell of group night vision.
"Heavenly Father is above, and I seem... I really seem to be able to see things at night? ”
"It's a miracle, it's a miracle!"
"Lothar! Lothar! Lothar! ”
The knights cheered and shouted the name as if they were crazy.
Amalric opened his mouth, and the cry reached his throat, but he did not have the face to shout after all, and when he looked back, he found that his younger brother, Ju Yin, who had always been arrogant, was raising his armed sword and cheering after the crowd.
Lothar raised her hand, and the shouts of the knights died down.
He looked around at the crowd, and the voice under the helmet was a little muffled.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please come with me to attack Saladin's camp at night."
At this moment, he no longer thinks about personal gains and losses, there are too many lives in his hands, if the cavalry is completely annihilated, this battle will be lost, and tens of thousands of crusaders will all be lost here.
Lothar subconsciously looked to his side, fully armed, revealing only those cold eyes.
The two looked at each other and nodded.
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