"It's finally time for a decisive battle."

Reynolds felt a little dry in the mouth.

He didn't care about the fall of any holy land, and although he also converted to the so-called "True Faith", Renault only wanted to be treated better after his conversion.

"Brothers, follow me later, no one is allowed to be left behind."

He was dressed in black chain mail and commanded.

"Look, boss!"

"Enemy beast!"

The Kurdish cavalry of the Shayo exclaimed.

The earth trembled.

Accompanied by the roar of war drums.

More than a dozen giant beasts more than five meters tall and more burly than war elephants smashed the gate of the camp with heavy steps and came to the frontal battlefield.

Their heads are fitted with rhinoceros-like iron ramming horns, and several riders ride in the saddle behind them.

Torle stood on the back of the Tyrannosaurus at the forefront, spear in one hand and helmet in the other, his eyes widening.

Behind these giant beasts, the Saracen infantry, which was lined up in several phalanxes, also drove out of the camp and slowly marched.

"This guy is really arrogant."

Veneto's face was full of disgust, and he clenched his fists: "I hate people who are more arrogant than me, boy Hans, leave your shame to me to wash it away for you." ”

"This is the battlefield, Veneto, not the hooligans in the market alone, the adults told us before leaving, we must work together to get rid of this guy as soon as possible."

Hans did not follow Lothar, and the royal knights he led had to perform the duty of guarding the king's car in this battle.

Veneto, on the other hand, was not included in the cavalry under the command of Lothar because he was not good at horsemanship.

"Got it."

Veneto replied happily: "Use adults to press me at every turn, are you a child?" ”

Hans smiled and didn't say anything.

He wasn't a man with a strong personality in the first place, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten along with a dog like Veneto.

"Your Majesty, it looks like the enemy is about to storm our camp directly."

Raymond, who remained in front of the king's car, wrapped himself tightly in plate armor.

The princes and nobles of the Middle Ages had the tradition of personally leading their troops to fight and kill, kings who died on horseback, great nobles abounded, and at critical moments, Raymond and Baldwin IV were going into battle to fight.

"After all, Saladin couldn't hold it back."

Baldwin IV had a smile on his face, no one could tell how this war would go, but as far as the current state of the crusaders was concerned, it was already advantageous to be able to take advantage of the camp to resist the enemy's charge.

View from the sky.

The black-armored Saracen army, like the waves of the sea, slowly attacked the crusader camp.

Saladin, dressed in gold armor, surrounded by thousands of elite Cassaji guards, looked at the Crusader cavalry on the opposite hillside, occupying the favorable terrain in advance.

"Takiddin, my guard, I'll leave it to you."

Tajidin said solemnly: "My king, I promise you that I will not let the Frankish cavalry appear on the enemy side where they should not appear. ”

"Good!"

The melodious sound of the horn sounded.

In the rear of Saracen's army, four giant trebuchets that had been used to siege the city had been stripped of their overcoats, a siege weapon with limited accuracy but still capable of exerting its might in the face of a stationary crusader camp.

"Put!"

General Saracen shouted.

The polished cannonballs were immediately thrown with a whistling sound, and with a screeching sound, only one of the four boulders hit the crusader camp, and the shells plowed through the ground, crushing a bloody mud.

At this time, there was no ballistics to speak of, and this kind of war machine, which took a lot of time to reload and had a very limited accuracy, could play a very limited role.

But it still dealt a huge blow to the morale of the crusaders.

"The glory of the Father shines upon us, and St. Michael is with us, Amen!"

The "True Cross" (referring to the replica), under the Archbishop of Tyre, prayed aloud: "All the pagan devils will disappear like ice and snow in this holy place!" ”

The Saracens' intentions were obvious, a larger number of cavalry troops confronted the Crusader cavalry, and then relied on the Tyrannosaurus to storm the Crusader camp head-on, and the subsequent infantry was covered and killed, which is quite the essence of the coordination of the infantry in later generations.

The Crusaders' crossbows and arrows could not penetrate their sturdy scales and could only bounce off the crusaders' formations, and as long as these behemoths broke the Crusaders' formation, the Saracen infantry would have an absolute advantage.

"What do we do now?"

Jeanne, who was following Lothar, spoke: "Do you want me to lead a cavalry to take the enemy's rear?" ”

Lothar looked at the Saracen cavalry who were staring at him, shook his head and said: "The enemy is staring at us, soldier to soldier, general to general, these big guys, naturally there are Flynn to deal with them." ”

"Dragon Hunting Crossbow, Ready!"

In the crusader camp, with the roar of Baron Gofrey, the ballistas erected at the head of the camp wall were aimed at the incoming tyrannosaurus, these big men were fast, but once they charged, it was extremely difficult to change direction.

A sharp heavy crossbow with the sound of whistling wind.

The arrows made by the Demon Blocking Gold allowed them to plunge into the bodies of their brother tyrannosaurus without much effort, and no matter how strong these giant beasts werew, three Tyrannosaurus rexes fell to the ground in an instant.

The remaining few tyrannosaurs, on the contrary, aroused their ferocity, they were not creatures full of magic like wizards, and the influence of the Demon Blocking Gold on them was even less, which made them still roar and rush towards the camp after they were hit.

Bang –

The wooden walls were destroyed like a withered one.

Soldiers on dragon saddles bent their bows and arrows, or threw throwing spears and fire pots.

Toller was especially arrogant, he didn't even wear a helmet, his face was covered with scales, and with a spear in his hand, he aimed at the heavily armored Ryan at the first time.

Ryan suddenly felt his heart tighten, and the terrifying pressure of the enemy made him unable to even raise the slightest desire to resist for a while.

Bang –

The spear was thrown.

But he didn't hit Ryan.

"Knight Hans!"

He looked at Hans in front of him with some surprise, dressed in bright plate armor.

Hans didn't reply, but looked at the man in the saddle.

The corners of Tolle's mouth curled slightly: "See you again." ”

Bang –

The strong wind coming from behind made Torle subconsciously dodge to the side, but the iron spear came very quickly, and it only hit Torrle's shoulder in an instant, and the armor pieces on it flew out.

Veneto sneered: "This kind of idiot, I can deal with it alone." ”

Hans frowned and said, "Don't forget your orders. ”

As soon as the words fell, he took the lead in rushing towards Tolle.

Veneto snorted coldly, "Don't rob people's heads, little cub. ”

Torle on the saddle was already furious, and he pulled out the throwing spear from his shoulder, ignoring the flesh and bones stained on it, and his body quickly swelled to a height of more than two meters.

Unexpectedly, without any scruples, he cast a half-dragon transformation and threw himself at Veneto.

(End of chapter)