Crusade against the Pope

Chapter 151 Roll the dice of war!
At that time, the battlefield was like a burning hell. The knights' armor gleamed in the sun, but was shrouded in a bloody haze. The roaring sound of horse hooves shook the air like thunder...

At the moment of impact, the sound of metal colliding was deafening, and the sounds of mourning and shouting intertwined, playing the mournful music of the battlefield...

The blood dyed the soil red, and the fate of many people was changed...

Battle of Montgisard...

Reynald was so successful in the battle that he married Stephanie the widow of Transjordan, and Balian was so brave and courageous that he married Isabella's mother, Queen Maria.

Gellis's father died on the battlefield, so his only son was sent to the Kingdom of Jerusalem for adoption. That's why Gellis was knighted as soon as he came of age.

Of course, what Reynald didn't know was that there was a Mamluk guard of Saladin named Majid who chose to flee the battlefield after the war and became a robber, mercenary or slave trader in Syria.

Just recalling the scene at that time, Leonard still felt his heart pounding and felt that he could still fight the infidels.

The Leper King was indeed a king. He appeared in person on the battlefield to boost morale as a leper. At the age of 16, he was able to face the pagan army without being moved, and gave the command of the army to a prisoner of war who survived from Syria.

Saladin's Mamluk guards were easily defeated by the wave-like charge of hundreds of knights, and Saladin barely escaped.

As for the remaining 20,000 or so miscellaneous fish, since there was no leader, they were naturally dealt with easily like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Gerard, obey me and follow my orders."

"Quack! Let me take you to tear them apart!"

"Let us humiliate those pagans to death!"

A strange smile appeared on Reynald's face, while Roger, Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller, was sweating profusely.

If Gerard was just a fanatical madman, then Renard had already fallen into a kind of rational madness.

This kind of madness, which infects others, is even more fascinating than the so-called fanaticism of faith.

……

The game on the battlefield is a gamble of life, and the Blue Wolf Muzaffar is well aware of this. On the contrary, Saladin often finds himself in a situation where he doesn't know how to place a bet.

In the eyes of Blue Wolf Muzaffar, 4,000 troops were actually enough to deal with Reynard.

But Saladin didn't think so. He habitually waited until his chips were twice as much as the enemy's before he was willing to place a bet.

Therefore, another three thousand men were given to the Blue Wolf Muzaffar.

To be honest, Blue Wolf Muzaffar was in a dilemma after taking in these 3,000 more people.

The quality of these 3,000 people was actually mixed. They included Saladin's elite Mamluk guards and volunteers from all over the Islamic world.

The Mamluk elites are quite good, but the volunteers coming from all over the country are quite lame...

What's even more troublesome is that Saladin also included his son Afdal.

Saladin's son Afdal was a young man, full of youth and fearless courage.

The Blue Wolf Muzaffar thought that this might be because Saladin wanted him to guide the young man and give him more experience as an elder.

Perhaps in Saladin's eyes, since they had twice as many troops as the enemy, at least they wouldn't lose badly...

But what can I say...Blue Wolf Muzaffar knows that even if you have more chips at the gambling table, you may not necessarily win.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and reunite with Afdal, enduring the young man's endless energy.

In order to prevent Afdal from interfering with his command, the Blue Wolf Muzaffar directly allocated all the 3,000 extra reinforcements given to him by Saladin to Afdal, letting him lead an army alone to avoid affecting his decision-making on the battlefield.

Then, on that clear June day, Afdal heard a series of “Deus vult!”

In the distance, at the end of the day, there was a gleam of metallic luster, and hundreds of fully armed Frankish knights gathered there.

"Tell Afdal not to act rashly and to pay attention to the terrain. Before preparing to attack, send out light cavalry to learn about the surrounding situation."

Blue Wolf Muzaffar gave these instructions to the messenger beside him.

He was not sure whether those Frankish knights who were gathering were Reynald, but now he had no reason to avoid fighting and was determined to devour all the small forces he saw.

Then, the Blue Wolf Muzaffar felt that he was going to have high blood pressure.

As soon as he finished speaking, the three thousand-man teams of Afdal not far away had already begun to move and gather towards the position of the Frank enemy forces.

Eh?! Not! Me!
The Blue Wolf Muzaffar has a lot of grievances to deal with, who can bear this?
Once Saladin's son Afdal moves, the 4,000 men on the side of the Blue Wolf Muzaffar will definitely follow suit. He will not allow Afdal to fight alone.

Just as he was hastily deploying his troops, he saw countless flags flying on the distant horizon, and at once countless infantrymen poured onto the plateau.

Those people were on high ground, looking down at the Blue Wolf Muzaffar's troops, bringing untold pressure. Flags usually represent the strength of the army, so the numerous flags were very scary.

Looking from the direction of the Muslim army, due to the angle of the sun and the terrain factors, in a short period of time, it seemed that their troops were not much less than their own!

But Afdal's army is still advancing towards the enemy!

Huh?! What! Ha!

Young people, you don't know how high the sky is, you really need to take care of yourself! But in this situation, the blue wolf Muzaffar can only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

Of course, as a retreat route back to Damascus, that area cannot be allowed to be occupied by the enemy.

After all, this plateau is already deep into the Kingdom of Jerusalem. If one wants to avoid being attacked from all sides, any enemy forces that appear in the rear must be eliminated.

Nowadays, after Saladin's military reform, the main force of the Turkic troops is no longer all light cavalry on horseback, but mainly infantry troops, with Mamluks or Turkish knights wearing heavy armor, and a certain number of light cavalry.

In general, this set of things was brought by the Franks, and can be considered a kind of convergent evolution.

Relying on this military reform, the quality of Saladin's troops was significantly improved.

However, the emergence of the Mamluks also began to push the Middle East into another unknown abyss.

As the prototype of the Unsullied in A Song of Ice and Fire, the Mamluks' loyalty is undoubtedly an irony.

As a military slavery system in the medieval Islamic world, the Mamluks were a special ruling class who would become the rulers of Egypt from being enslaved in the future.

And turned Egypt into a country with the most extreme warlord system.

In that country, no wealthy family can be passed down for three generations. The main principle is social Darwinism, where the fittest survive.

Coups, assassinations and rebellions were commonplace, and after the Mamluks gained independence, the average length of time a Sultan spent in office was only 5.7 years...

Not to mention what happened in the future, the current military reforms have certainly improved the combat effectiveness of Saladin's army, but have also indeed restricted their mobility.

After realizing the seriousness of the problem, Blue Wolf Muzaffar hastily adjusted his military formation, chased after them, and aligned his four thousand-man teams with Afdal's troops, forming the left wing of Afdal's troops.

And mobilize those heavy cavalry to prepare to attack the enemy.

Because the two sides were quite far apart, it took nearly half an hour to get close to the combat distance.

When the two armies got closer, when the sunlight was no longer glaring, and when they were about to be within the range of each other's bows and arrows, Blue Wolf Muzaffar realized that something was wrong, because the enemy's infantry line was a little too thin.

If his thousand-man team was arranged in 10*100 arrays, then the enemy's formation was at best 5*100, or even less.

In terms of the number of troops, they have a clear advantage.

Moreover, the large number of flags that were originally seen from a distance were actually just illusions created by binding them together with spears and adding tattered clothes and cloth.

The Blue Wolf Muzaffar realized that something was wrong. If the enemy's military strength was only half of his, then why did they dare to show up?

Qinglang Muzaffar did not have a definite answer to this question for a while. What was the purpose of this bluffing?
However, while he was still hesitating whether to launch an attack, on his right wing, Saladin's son Afdal had already led his troops to charge!

Isn't it so brave?

Blue Wolf Muzaffar took a deep breath and could only order the soldiers beside him: "All troops attack!"

At this moment, we can only hope that he has more soldiers and generals and can overwhelm the enemy with numbers to complete the combat mission.

After winning this battle, he insisted on sending Saladin's son back. Who could bear this?

However, when the Blue Wolf Muzaffar and Afdal next to him, a total of 7,000 people, launched an attack.

Some people have started singing in places that the Muslims cannot see...

【Heavenly Father! Heavenly Father! 】

Don’t give us the glory, don’t give us the glory

Because of your lovingkindness and truth

【In Your Name】

【Heavenly Father! Heavenly Father! 】

[The victory should not be ours, it should not be ours]

【For your glory and virtue】

【In Your Name】

【De par Dieu!】

On the right wing of Blue Wolf Muzaffar's right wing, a group of nearly two hundred knights crossed the steep slope and stepped onto the high ground.

They were located just behind Saladin's son Afdal.

Those men had already leveled their lances, and were charging at the steeds.

At this moment, the battlefield was like a burning hell. The knights' armor gleamed in the sun, but was shrouded in a bloody haze. The roaring sound of horse hooves shook the air like thunder...

The brown line is the field of vision of the Muslim side.

　The war scenes about Leonard will end tomorrow, and another missionary journey of Garys will begin, this time to break into Leonard’s empty door!
　　Fourth update. I still need 1415 monthly votes, 1615 monthly votes, and 1715 monthly votes. I owe three chapters.

　　
　
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