People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 119

"Stand back, knights."

Lothar took off his helmet and shouted: "Please obey my orders. I am here to save the lost comrades, not to lose the lives of more comrades."

"I know that you are all warriors who regard death as their destination, but the kingdom cannot bear any more losses. Even if it is for the safety of the kingdom, I hope you can protect yourself."

"Your Majesty appointed me as the commander of the cavalry company. It is a big mistake to make an irrational decision. If you insist on returning with me, it is a big mistake."

The excited knights gradually fell silent.

On Lothar's face, they saw undeniable firmness, as if the supreme monarch, once the words fell, they would not allow changes.

"Baron Godfrey, next, they will be handed over to you!"

Godfrey nodded.

His expression is a bit complicated.

He didn't understand why Lothar made such a choice. You must know that those who were trapped in the enemy's camp were Amalric and Guy, an "enemy" who had a bad relationship with them.

I am also a little envious that Count Werner, an old friend, has such an outstanding son.

He watched Lothar turn around, and more than a dozen hussars followed behind him, silent, like statues, exaggerating a heroic atmosphere.

A knight whispered: "In front of a strong enemy, be fearless."

"Protecting the weak is worthy of the law of heaven."

The knights whispered the virtues of chivalry. They thought it was just a slogan for inspiration, and they never thought that there were actually people in this world who could do it.

"God bless, I hope Baron Lothar can return safely."

The knights made a sign of the cross in front of them. Many of them questioned why Lothar took the position of Grand Commander. In private, many of them cursed and reviled this "fortunate man" ".

But now, they just lament that even if His Majesty the King suffers from a serious illness, he is still the young hero with a discerning eye.

The horse's hooves kicked up clouds of dust on the ground.

Lothar knew that he was not as brilliant as he said on the surface.

The reason for returning is that the purpose of saving lives can only be ranked second at most.

The first is to level up and get as many "contribution points" as possible.

In the interface of the Kingdom War, although his contribution has surpassed that of Renard of Châtillon, he is still far from Earl Raymond of Tripoli.

Because Earl Raymond sent a full [-] soldiers to participate in the Northern Expedition, his "weight" was too high.

According to the system's calculation of contribution, enemies killed by soldiers directly belonging to Lothar can be calculated on his head as 100% contribution, but soldiers temporarily assigned to him, killing enemies, only count 50.00% up.

Moreover, Lothar has weighed the dangers of this trip. To be honest, with Prajna, Hans and hussars guarding him, the danger is not high.

Inside a camp of the Saracens.

The candles on the table reflected a pale face.

Ulm gritted his teeth, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his calf was swollen all over.

After Andreas fell off his horse, he rushed forward without thinking to save him, but was injured by an ambush enemy with a hammer on his calf.

On the contrary, Andreas was fine. He stood vigilantly at the entrance of the camp, and suddenly said in a hurry: "The enemy is about to search, what should we do now?"

Ulm urged in a low voice: "What else can I do? Run quickly! Grab a horse from the enemy, and just find a direction to rush headlong."

"What about you?"

Ulm sneered and said, "I'm already like this, don't you still want to take me with you? Don't be stupid, our lives belong to adults, we don't just waste them!"

Andreas gritted his teeth, shook his head and said, "No, I can't leave you behind. You were injured to save me. I have to take you with me."

This former little servant now had a face full of determination.

Ulm and him stared at each other for a moment, and had no choice but to give up: "Then set a fire first to mix up the water."

Fortunately, the tent they were hiding in once belonged to a tribal chief, and it was equipped with candles, otherwise, there was not even a kindling to start the fire.

The fire spread quickly.

With Ulm on his back, Andreas ran at high speed under the cover of the tent.

But they have lost their mounts.

How could it be possible to escape from this vast camp with only one pair of legs?

Soon, a group of Saracen warriors with straight swords and round shields surrounded them with a general.

"Surrender, I have heard of you feathered cavalry, as long as you promise to be my Mamluks, I promise to spare your lives."

General Saracen's high voice sounded.

But before Ulm could reply, a blood-throwing spear pierced through the back of his head suddenly, and the sharp point of the spear protruded from his mouth.

The rapid sound of horseshoes approached quickly.

Losa glanced at the two of them, and urged: "What are you still doing in a daze, get on your horse and retreat quickly."

Ulm was stunned, he hesitated and said: "My lord, how could you put yourself in danger because of us?"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Lothar tapped his shoulder lightly with the tip of his sword: "If you just hurt your leg, fighting on horseback should be fine, right?"

Ulm raised his head high: "Until death!"

Guy charged through the camp with a troop of cavalry.

The stamina of the war horses had already been consumed by half. These big and precious animals were panting violently at this moment, and their running speed also began to slow down. Every knight could feel their exhaustion.

They killed almost all the enemies in this camp, but the number of new enemies surrounded from all directions was really too much.

At this time.

Suddenly Guy shouted: "These tents are full of food!"

"Quick, bring the fire!"

Hearing this, the knights jumped off their mounts one after another, and dumped the charcoal fire in the brazier into the tents filled with grain, and the flames spread immediately.

Fortunately, there is no wind tonight, otherwise the wind will help the fire, and it is not known where the fire will spread.

With the help of haystacks and other objects, they remounted their mounts.

At this time, a melodious horn sound came from afar.

"Oops, according to the agreed time, we should evacuate now!"

Amalric was in a panic.

"Brother, what should we do now? If there are no accidents, only a dozen of us are still stranded in Saracen's camp. This is surrounded by an army of [-] heretics!"

Guy was also at a loss.

Although he is not a complete and incurable fool, he is more than brave, and the muscles in his head are far better than the meager wisdom.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have acted like kidnapping Lionheart King's mother, Eleanor of Aquitaine, in a flash of excitement.

"I don't know what to do, go all out!"

Amalric opened his mouth. He wanted to say that he had a noble status and a large fortune in Jerusalem, so there was no need to fight the enemy here.

As long as he surrendered, he could spend a ransom in exchange for his own life.

It is said that the pagan king was not a bloodthirsty tyrant like King Zenji.

"For the Father, for Jerusalem, for the glory of Lusignan!"

But before Amalric could speak, Guy shouted slogans, raised the armed sword in his hand, and rushed towards the enemy.

"Father above, please protect me."

Amalric hesitated for a while, but bravely chased after him.

(End of this chapter)