The main general was killed, and the kidnapping horse, who was exhausted, naturally had no capital to succeed, and began to withdraw from the battlefield under the leadership of their respective fierce Anmoke.

As for the Iron Float, they lost their mounts and were almost completely wiped out.

Lothar knelt on the ground, holding the ground with one hand, trying to change to a more decent position, but she couldn't lift up the slightest strength.

After using the half-dragon transformation, and then casting the holy spear, even with the help of bloodline power, it is too reluctant for the current Lothar.

He now has no shortage of powerful lethal skills, both in groups and in individuals, and the only thing that restricts him is mental strength and physical strength.

In the distance, among the flying ashes, a light cough sounded, faintly revealing the shadow of a silver-armored knight.

"There's a lot of dust here."

Jeanne sat on the back of her sweaty BMW, frowning and coughing.

"My lord, you look miserable now."

Of course miserable!

After Lothar finished his half-dragon transformation, he was already in a state of unclothed clothes.

At this time, his body was covered with black ash, like a miner who had just returned from the mine.

Lothar said angrily: "You know that I am miserable, why don't you come and help me." ”

He misses Jeanna, who was just a small village girl at the beginning, and learned to deal with government affairs by his side all day long, and now Jeanna's personality is really bad!

Jeanne smiled at the corners of her mouth, knowing that it was just a dream, and that he would be unharmed when he woke up, so she had made such an adventurous plan.

It's just that in the bottom of my heart, I feel a little guilty in the end, and my tone is a lot softer.

"I'm sorry, sir."

She dismounted, and picked up Lothar: "I promise you that this kind of thing will happen only once, and there will never be a second time." ”

As if she didn't expect Jeanne to say this, Lothar coughed: "It's nothing, this time it's a blessing in disguise." ”

If it weren't for him to deal with the Golden Vulture by chance, he probably wouldn't know that the Dragonborn could "bathe in dragon blood", and even the royal family of the Golden Vulture with a dragon of luck was also included in the "dragon class".

After all, the dragon veins of the East are not the same thing as the true dragons of the East and the dragons of the West.

Especially the so-called "dragon energy", the monarchs he has seen are not a few now, Baldwin IV, Empress Lagaia and Saladin, all of whom are genuine kings of a country.

But in them, Lothar never felt any "dragon energy".

Perhaps, the dragon vein luck is exclusive to the Eastern Dynasty, or perhaps, it is only the exclusive property of the Eastern Dynasty in the giant ship world yesterday.

After all, the world he is in does not even exist in gunpowder, and the rules are different from yesterday's giant ships and the world of the previous life.

In any case, the awakening degree of the dragonborn bloodline has further increased, and the luck black dragon obtained can also become stronger as its power increases, which is equivalent to a growing talent, which is a good thing.

The soles of Lothar's feet went limp, and her movements became larger, stirring up a cloud of ashes.

"Be careful."

There was a smile on Jeanne's face: "Sucking in this mouthful of ashes may be equivalent to half an arm of this person's life." ”

Lothar was not disgusted by her, but grabbed her shoulders and showed a mouthful of dazzling white teeth a little proudly: "What, am I very powerful?" In this battle, I am the first-class hero. Sure enough, even after all these years, you still have to rely on me. ”

The corners of Jeanne's mouth curled slightly: "It's just average, if it were me, the process would definitely not be as thrilling as yours." ”

"You just have a hard mouth."

Lothar's face was full of disbelief, and Jeanne didn't have a range of killing spells, and the holy spear was against a single body, and in terms of range lethality, Lothar had already stood in front of all the servants.

In the distance, the city gate of Qingshui County opened.

The county officials, armed with militiamen and unarmed, rushed out to rescue the wounded.

Jeanne was a little surprised: "I didn't expect these people to still have a little courage, at least they weren't afraid that those Jin country cavalry would go and return." ”

"Look at what you said, the Song people are not all cowards."

Luo Sa said with a serious expression: "Yue Fei, Lord Yue, even in our time, he is still admired by thousands of people, and there are still many people and things that are worth writing about. ”

Jeanne put away the contempt on her face and straightened up: "I understand, just like the Eastern Empire." ”

She knew that Lothar was originally a Han in her previous life, and she had a good impression and compassion for the Song people.

This is also the reason why these followers, whether Italians, French, Transylvanians, and Prussians, can speak fluent Chinese, followed by their own Chinese language.

"If you traveled to the Song Dynasty, I'm afraid you're already the emperor now, right?"

"It depends on who the emperor is, if it's the second emperor of Huiqin, or a fool like Zhao Gouxiaoer, it's anti-special mother, if it's Emperor Renzong, who is known for his generosity and kindness"

Lothar's tone paused slightly, thought for a while, and said, "It is estimated that it is still the opposite, but it should be hesitant for a while." ”

"If you rebel, a lot of people will die, right?"

Lothar Zhengse said: "If you don't rebel, many people will die, just like a blunt knife cutting meat, it's better to directly pull the flag and rebel, and wait for the world to be taken over and the Tartars expelled, and then recuperate." ”

"That's a shame."

Jeanne's face showed a hint of anticipation.

She really wanted to see what a thief leader looked like, and like the one named Liu Bowu who was wearing a long shirt, didn't he look very good at fighting at a glance?

"Are we going to wake up?"

"There's still a quarter of an hour, do you want to say something to those Song people?"

Lothar had wanted to say something, but he shook his head again when he thought that it was just a dream, and that it was impossible for them to change what had happened in the established history.

"There's not much more to say."

"Then wake up."

The world before Lothar's eyes blurred until it fell into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he was clutching a soft, delicate hand in his hand.

"You're awake."

Prajna frowned slightly: "This dream doesn't seem to be smooth - you sweat a lot. ”

Lothar felt the air that was completely different from the combat record, and let out a sigh: "It's not very smooth, but the result is quite good, do you want to hear it?" To be honest, I didn't expect that only Jeanne and I would participate in it, so that you could prepare for it in vain. ”

Far away on the island of Cyprus, in a military camp in the city of Limassol.

Renault suddenly woke up from the tent, groping his body up and down, and before waking up, he was smashed into his chest by a Jin Guotie Futu armed with a large axe, and vomited blood to death.

It hurt him at the time.

The robe lying next to him looked at him in disbelief, this person woke up a little earlier than Renault, and the two looked at each other.

After a while, he said, "You also have nightmares?" ”

Renault was a little incredulous: "You too?" I remember that you were. An arrow pierced the eye socket, right? ”

"It's not a dream."

"That's not a dream at all."

Renaud muttered to himself, "Remember what the Grand Knight Captain told us?" It was a test for us and a precious experience. ”

His volume was not low, and in a trance, everyone around him seemed to have returned to the battlefield full of blood and death, and the Iron Floating Slaughter of the Jin Kingdom was definitely the only terrifying and powerful enemy they had ever seen in their lives.

Even a seemingly mediocre kidnapping horse outperformed most of the Saracen cavalry.

"If it weren't for the fact that we relied on the chariot barriers, with our backs against the city walls, and forced those Tiefutu to dismount and fight, we would have been scattered and crushed in an instant in the wilderness."

"Yes, even the hussars and those knights don't have such a terrifying momentum."

"I didn't expect us to win."

"Next time you face this kind of heavily armored enemy, you still have to prepare some blunt weapons, and those two-handed axes of the Earl's Guard are good."

In the dimly lit tents, the peasants and soldiers talked loudly.

Not only them, but the entire camp was in a clamour.

The military judge in charge of maintaining military discipline, Ned Stark, did not come out to maintain order in the first place, and he, like the rest of the people, was still recalling every scene and scene he experienced during the battle.

He suddenly wondered: "Who is this Marshal Jill, I have never heard of it before, why was he suddenly appointed as a marshal, and no one objected?" ”、

Not far away, there is another camp dedicated to the Religious Knights.

With the cross in front of them, they prayed with devout expressions.

There is no doubt that they had just experienced a miracle.

The Grand Master of Constantinople, who was far away, gathered all his soldiers together in his sleep and held a grand military drill.

They arrived at the Song Dynasty, which is said to be located in the easternmost part of the world, and faced an opponent against the Jin Iron Cavalry, who had easily defeated the Khitan Liao Dynasty in Central Asia.

The enemy is outnumbered, and the enemy is strong and I am weak.

But in the end, they won the final victory with their unflinching courage and loyalty to their Heavenly Father and faith.

Such an experience is far beyond the scope of witchcraft that people imagine, and it is definitely a miracle.

"The Father loves the Lord, and has given him the authority to exercise divine power, and we must assist Him wholeheartedly in defending the Holy Land and the passage of pilgrimage, and spreading the glory of the Father, Amen."

"Amen."

The commander of the Teutonic Order, Heberland, and the other nine members of the Council of the Grand Knights, reverently drew crosses in front of them and chanted hymns.

Throughout the camp, the muffled prayers of people were everywhere.

In the past, although the knights of the Order revered Lothar, they were definitely not loyal, and the position of the so-called Grand Master was more like an exchange of interests.

Lothar provided wealth, fiefdoms, and weaponry, and they rewarded Lothar with their blades and spears.

But after the battle of Limassol, and after tonight, they really had a sense of belonging to Lothar, an intuition that seemed to be able to win every battle with Lothar.

Heberland's heart was on fire, and he believed that the Teutonic Knights, under the leadership of the new Grand Master, would become a behemoth on a par with the Templars and the Knights Hospitaller.