Outside the city, in the midst of a chaotic siege camp.

As he was about to gather the rout, organize a large army to extinguish the fire, and rescue the heavy baggage, Tariq was shocked to see that the gates of the closed city of Alandler were opened again.

Iron hooves, like the beat of a drum, stepped on his heart.

The knights, clad in iron masks, whose mounts were covered with a layer of scale armor or chain armor, silently held their spears with various colored flags.

Under the leadership of the female knight at the head, she once again rushed out of the gates of Alain Delor City.

The hussars followed behind the knights, each armed with a three-meter-long hollow lance, their feathers whistling as they swept through the air at high speed.

They were not as well-equipped as the Edict Knights, but as "light and heavy cavalry", they had both impact and mobility, and their profession was more like that of the Magyars.

As a result, their defense is not as good as the previous ones, and the knights of the edict equipped with full-covered plate armor are terrifying.

Therefore, they followed behind these knights who were like iron cans, and used them to fend off the enemy's rain of arrows.

Smoke billowed up.

The panicked Saracens had no idea how many more "demons with crosses" had rushed out of the city.

The Saracen camp, which had just restored a little order, once again seemed to have been dropped a bombshell, and the peasant soldiers holding water jugs to fight the fire scattered in a hurry.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tariq led hundreds of Mamluk Janissaries to his brother-in-law.

"Tariq, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and stop those Frankish cavalry!"

Tariq shouted, "Zahn, we have lost, there is no room for a turnaround, we must evacuate the camp immediately." ”

Zahn's straightened ridge beam, as if all of a sudden had been drained of strength.

Only one-sixth of his army was cavalry, and more than half of them were light cavalry recruited from various tribes, and the elite of his headquarters consisted of only 500 armored infantry and 200 Mamluk guards.

In addition, he borrowed 500 armored infantry from his own brothers, and 300 light infantry who were skilled in the use of bows and arrows, slings and pikes.

Once you choose to retreat, it means that you must give up all the infantry under your command.

This made his heart, which was already so painful that it wanted to drip blood, was about to shatter into glass slag at the moment.

Tariq spoke swiftly and admonished: "Zahn, retreat with the Mamluk guards, abandon the port of Ayla and join your brother, you are still a prince." But if you lose even the Mamluk guards, you're not worth even a copper coin. ”

Zahn's heart shook violently, and he opened his mouth with some difficulty.

"Okay, just do as you say!"

...

"Those Saracen cavalrymen are leaving!"

Jeanne let out a hearty laugh: "It's that simple! ”

She took off her helmet, her long golden hair fluttering in the wind, and her somewhat hoarse voice echoed in the ears of the knights: "Hussars, stop them!" ”

Behind him, the gates opened again.

The Varangian Guards, wearing chainmail helmets and helmets, were covered in heavy black chainmail and white robes to protect them from the sun, making them look very different from their counterparts in the Eastern Empire.

At this moment, they took heavy steps, like a herd of Menghu, and rushed towards the Saracen camp with double-edged axes in hand.

Behind them, there were loose queues of peasants and soldiers with fanatical faces on their faces.

They saw it on the city walls, and in their hearts, they couldn't help but feel a deep contempt for these rabble Saracen soldiers.

Nowadays, it is the morale that is high, and I can't wait to rush to the battlefield to rob and fight.

In fact, they are just a rabble.

Just half a month of cohort training could not transform them into an elite.

However, with the advantage of equipment and morale, and the resolute men of the Varangian Guard, the opponent was still a group of defeated troops whose morale had been greatly lost, and there was no organization left.

In this battle, there is no suspense at all.

The city of Alandler is now empty.

If another army had been killed at this time, and the unguarded Alain had been attacked, or the pagan powerhouses in the city who had not yet had time to take care of the rebellion, perhaps the outcome of the battle would have changed.

But there are no ifs in this world.

In the city, some of the pagan heroes who had escaped by luck before, some of them had just revealed their intention to rebel, and they saw the hired farmers whose land had just been allocated, and their faces showed a cold light.

The binding of interests is always the only way to ensure the loyalty of the subjects.

...

Mamluk cavalry, dressed in black-scaled armor and carrying bows and spears, galloped through the wilderness guarding Zahn and Tariq.

"Tariq, they're catching up!"

Behind.

The billowing smoke is getting closer.

Zahn looked back, his face suddenly turned pale, and before he knew it, those strange cavalrymen equipped with feathers on their backs had been outflanked from both sides.

The distance between the two sides is rapidly narrowing.

The knights of the edict fell behind the hussars, and their heavier equipment made them more suitable for charging the enemy than chasing them.

"I'm going to stop them."

Tariq gave his brother-in-law a deep look, "Be nice to my sister, Zahn." ”

Zahn's heart soured.

He solemnly said, "I swear in the name of the Holy Fire that if I marry any wife other than your sister, I will immediately fall into the boundless fire and be burned forever and ever." ”

Tariq stroked his shoulder with the palm of his hand, and without saying a word, he led a team of guards under his command to meet the enemy.

His personal guards, halfway through the charge, divided into two teams under his orders, one on the left and one on the right, and stopped the hussars who had outflanked them.

Smoke billowed up.

Zahn could only hear a violent collision, shouting for killing, and the screams faded away, and he could no longer see anything clearly.

A moment later.

In the smoke and dust, a pair of wings like blood-stained swan wings were the first to emerge.

Those demonic hussars, covered in blood, rushed out again.

Zahn's heart fell.

Tariq's personal guards, although they were lost in the previous defense of Alain Deler and later re-formed, are still elite.

....Can't even stop the enemy in such a short time?

...

Lothar didn't know where the battle had progressed in Alandler, hundreds of miles away.

But he was well aware of Jeanne's level of command.

It's hard to imagine that a country girl with no education and no previous commander of the army would have such skills.

The legend of her resume really gave rise to a kind of thought, unless she was inspired by God, how could there be such a person in this world.

At the banquet, drinking with many nobles and knights, and occasionally looking at Lothar in the game of Gwent, he never worried that Jeanne would lose.

"Lothar, I'll have a drink with you."

Otto leaned over with a drunken glass in his hand.

Lothar couldn't help frowning: "This is a social banquet, it's good for you to get to know some nobles who come from the pilgrimage, why are you really drinking?" ”

Otto put his arm around Lothar's shoulders and had mixed feelings in his heart: "Lothar, I really envy you." ”

Seeing that he was very drunk, Lothar couldn't help but be a little speechless.

"There are more people who envy me."

Otto let out a long sigh: "You have changed so much, I sometimes wonder if you are still not the stupid brother I used to learn Gallic with Father Ertus." ”

Lothar said without changing his face: "What stupid things are you talking about? ”

Otto said with tears in his voice: "Lothar, how did you become so good, everyone compares me to you, I am really happy for you—but I am also really jealous of you." ”

Lothar patted him on the shoulder, "I understand. ”

I am afraid of my brother's suffering, and I am afraid that my brother will drive a Land Rover, which is human nature.

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