The two brothers, Juyin and Amalric, of Lusignan, were separated from the brigade in the midst of this charge.

In addition to the two of them, there were more than a dozen cavalrymen, also charging with stuffy heads, surrounded by companions, and the narrow horizon of the barrel helmet, which was only one line, made them not realize that they had been separated from the large army.

They've gone mad.

The Saracen soldiers who fought back in a hurry could not even find a commander in charge, so they had to fight on their own, and many panicked soldiers were driven and scattered like sheep.

Wearing heavy armor and being able to see at night, they are literally carrying out a one-sided slaughter.

Blood stained their robes.

Even the horse's coat and coat of arms on the mount's armor were soaked in blood.

At this moment, a bonfire suddenly swelled.

They came together as if they were alive, forming a giant made entirely of flames.

A Zoroastrian priest in a white robe, full of anger, roared filial piety: "You damned Frankish barbarians, repent in the flames!" ”

He waved the wooden staff in his hand.

The flame giant's mouth opened wide.

Bang –

A fireball of flames erupted from the Flame Giants and smashed into the formation of the Crusader cavalry like a bomb.

The three knights who approached were engulfed in flames in an instant.

An approaching knight, the mount raising its hooves in fright.

He fell to the ground, looked at the burning charcoal, and his mouth came with a mournful roar: "Brother! ”

He struggled to get up from the ground and hesitantly pulled a metal cross from his chest.

At the top of the cross is a sharp spearhead.

This is his ancestral demon-breaking prop.

If Lothar had been here, he would have recognized that it was clearly a cross made of demonic gold.

When the white-robed cleric saw the cross, his face was panicked, and he hurriedly manipulated the flame giant to pounce on the knight.

Demonic gold is not a particularly rare thing.

Many churches have this metal "exorcism".

The legends sung by the bards that knights slay dragons and witches are not all false.

After all, they are all evil dragons, there are ancient dragons that are more than a thousand years old and have a body size of tens of meters, and there are also small dragons that have just been born for a long time, or are simply small varieties that do not grow up at all, and are only a few meters in size.

The number of wizards in the human world is so scarce, in addition to the pursuit of difference, more of a fear of getting involved in the conflict between humans, and the long life will come to naught.

Who wants to trade their lives with these mortal knights whose average life expectancy is only a few decades, and it will probably not be long before they lose their lives in a brave fight?

However, the knight was already enraged by the death of his brother, and despite the heat in his face, he swooped out and pierced the cross on the chest of the white-robed clergyman.

In an instant, the Flame Giant vanished.

The knight fell to the ground, and after only a brief moment of contact, his burqa was already burning, and the surface of his armor even glowed red from the heat.

Ju Yin seized this opportunity, leaned down, picked up a spear from the ground, and threw it at the white-robed clergyman.

The next moment, the spear pierced through the chest of the white-robed clergyman, and a large amount of blood foamed from his mouth, and he fell to the ground.

Ju Yin gasped, and the heat made him sweat profusely.

He took off his helmet, looked around, and then reluctantly said, "Oh no, we have broken away from the army, everyone, follow me!" ”

Amalric replied busily.

"Brother, aren't we going to join up with the big army in a hurry?"

He had long since lost his blood in the long life of the court, and compared to his brother, he had not played much of a role in this battle.

The reason why he has not died in battle is purely because this thing is life-sparing, and he is dressed in armor, and he can be regarded as the best among all the armored cavalry.

Ju Yin shouted: "Rendezvous, brother, we have already rushed here, and we will not continue to move forward, why should we make a contribution?" Are you willing to be a palace minister who relies on women's nepotism forever? ”

Amalric froze.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, let's do another big thing!" ”

...

Lothar kept gathering the ranks.

The cavalrymen in various colored robes, like sharp spears, pierced directly through the chests of the Saracens.

The enemy's counterattack was so weak.

The scattered infantry was extremely vulnerable to a cavalry charge, especially when mixed with a rabble that was not much stronger than the serf levies.

These "friendly forces" scurrying around like headless flies made it difficult for the Saracen soldiers who really wanted to organize a counterattack to gather.

Rushing all the way, the number of enemies who fell to the ground was uncountable, but the damage to your own side was negligible.

The light in front of Lothar's eyes lit up.

Ahead, there was finally a formed counterattack, it was a group of scaly infantry with spears in hand, lined up between the tents, and the commander of the team, encouraging the soldiers in Arabic.

The wizards of this world seem to have few means that can be used to strengthen the combat effectiveness of ordinary people.

At the very least, Saladin's command did not have a spellcaster who could give people night vision like Frynn.

But as you go deeper, the bonfires and torches become more and more dense.

The Saracen soldiers were finally able to make out the outline of the enemy, and although their reaction was sometimes half a beat slower, the number of incidents of attacking their teammates mistaking them for enemies had been greatly reduced.

"Leave them alone, just run them over!"

Lothar gritted her teeth and gave the order.

The pikemen in formation were relatively restrained by the cavalry, but only relatively.

Few cavalry commanders would actually charge head-on into a gun formation.

Moreover, the enemy's formation was so thin that the formation of infantry with a total of less than fifty men could not withstand the charge of the knights at all.

Bang –

The war horses crashed into the enemies one by one.

But there was also a hussar, who was thrown off his horse by a spear during a high-speed charge, but fortunately he rolled over, and then relied on the agility of the half-body plate armor to rush into the barracks on the side, so as not to be trampled by the cavalry that came after him.

At the next intersection, more heavily armored infantry appeared, lined up in a neat phalanx.

Lothar recognized at a glance that they were definitely heavy infantry composed of dismounted Mamluks, just as the most elite infantry of the Crusaders were always knights on foot. (except Varangian Guard)

The Mamluk foot cavalry was also the most elite infantry in Saracen's army.

Without thinking about it, Lothar shouted, "Spread out to both sides!" ”

The knights followed the hussars who had received Lothar's orders, bypassing the enemy-dense pass, and many of them did not even notice the infantry who were waiting in battle, but mechanically followed the direction of their comrades in front of them.

Like a chessboard-like Saracen camp, there are gaps everywhere, and there are places for them to gallop.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Lothar's armor was covered with blood, and he finally found the enemy's stable, but it was surrounded by thousands of heavily armored infantrymen on the inside and outside.

Lothar realized that even if he breached the stables and succeeded in lighting a fire there, there was only a limit to what he could achieve.

And the losses, most likely, are the entire cavalry corps.

Obviously, this is not worth the cost.

He immediately turned around and decided to retreat with his troops.

The results of tonight's battle were gratifying enough, and perhaps the number of people who actually died under the hooves of their horses was less than two thousand, but because of the darkness, the incidents of camping, stampede, and attacking each other could be conservatively estimated to double the number again.

What's more, tonight's Saracens are bound to have no way to get a good night's sleep, and if they can't get a well-dormant soldier, the next day's performance can be imagined.

Tomorrow, the offensive and defensive momentum can be reversed.

Soon, the whole cavalry was coming out from the flank of the enemy's tent, and Lothar chose a direction and left without looking back.

After counting the numbers, Lothar found that the losses of the cavalry were also very large, and more than a hundred cavalry remained in the enemy camp.

Although most of them are separated, Lothar must admit that the probability of being separated from the large army in this situation is only 50% at most.

And if you wait until the night vision ability disappears, this probability will quickly drop to one percent!

Night vision is almost gone.

Lothar's face showed a hint of impatience: "The evacuation time has been agreed, why are they still trapped inside?" ”

Baron Gofrey persuaded: "We have won enough tonight, and those who remain in the enemy camp... Let them fight to the death, it is their honor. ”

Lothar looked around and found that Ulm and a few other hussars had not rushed out with the group.

He gritted his teeth and said in a loud voice, "Everyone is temporarily under the command of Baron Godfrey, hussars, charge with me again, I must try to save our comrades." ”

He wasn't acting recklessly.

He was only one line away from escalating, but he didn't dare to use his full strength because he was afraid of being seen by the rest of the cavalry under his command.

He believed that even if he couldn't save his teammates who were trapped in the enemy camp, he would be able to get out of the way.

The knights and horsemen looked at each other.

Someone immediately shouted: "Grand Master, I'm with you, it just so happens that we haven't killed yet!" ”

"That's right, my lord, you're not the only one who doesn't want to give up your comrades!"

The knights and cavalry were excited.

Lothar's bravery, fearlessness, piety, justice, and wisdom have completely conquered them, and in the future, even if they leave the Holy Land, they will surely spread the fame of Lothar.

They would rather die with such a commander, because it means "honor"!

In this era, it is the norm for people to value honor more than life.