Crusade against the Pope

Chapter 67 Is it within human power?
The national borders in the Middle Ages were difficult to define clearly and were often blurred in uninhabited areas.

Even the Kingdom of Jerusalem claimed to have conquered the territory of Transjordan 71 years ago.

But for the Bedouins, who have a tradition of nomadic life, it is quite difficult to make them understand that they are ruled by a bunch of princes and nobles.

After all, the Bedouins never paid taxes, and at most they only paid tribute to nearby lords.

For them, it seemed that as long as they avoided the towering castles of the Crusaders and bypassed the patrols, the land of Transjordan would still be their paradise, just like it had been more than a hundred years ago.

Controlling trade routes, looting passing caravans, extorting weak farming settlers... they have done so in the past and will do so in the future.

But now, there was a man standing in the rain, threatening them and killing their people on the grounds that this place was the territory of Jerusalem and looting was prohibited.

Isn't this quite ridiculous?

If he had thousands of troops behind him, then what he said would be like golden words, and no one could disobey him in person.

But how dare this cricket, alone, bark so wildly?

"You, go get rid of that man."

The Bedouin leader who was at the head of the group turned around and gave instructions to a close rider beside him.

Now he is not in a hurry to besiege the caravan. It is also nice to have some fun. After all, life in a desert is long and boring. Only the occasional death of some people can break the quiet boredom.

The rider, having received the instructions, arranged his weapons with a grim smile. He had a bow hanging from his horse, a sword on his waist, and a light spear in his right hand.

Although he was only wearing leather armor, it was enough to deal with this guy who spoke nonsense.

As it is said in the scriptures: Do not hold your head high in arrogance, and do not walk on the earth in pride.

The riders felt that they had to teach this man a lesson so that when he lay in his grave he would know how to be humble in their presence.

The horse broke through the rain and rushed west with its rider. The man did not take out his bow because he thought it was not very useful in rainy weather. He just held the light spear and stabbed the man who stood there, looking frightened.

Although the rider's movement was very small, the speed brought by the horse beneath him gave the thrust an unparalleled power.

Then an incomprehensible scene appeared.

At the moment when the spear was about to pierce the man, he reacted with an incredible speed and turned his body on the spot.

The attack was bound to hit, but it missed the target and did not cause any damage.

Then, the man who dodged the stab stabbed out with a sword with an extremely twisted movement and terrifying speed.

It was as if he was actively rushing towards the tip of the sword. He was riding on a horse and had no time to react, making it difficult for him to avoid it.

The cold sword blade penetrated the leather armor, pierced his internal organs, and then cut his entire waist.

The sudden severe pain and impact caused the rider to lose his grip on the reins and fall off the horse.

Then he saw the Frank coming to his side, and before he could resist, he stabbed the sword into his heart, ending his life.

The dark clouds in the sky were still raining a fine drizzle, and the fight between Garys and the Bedouin rider made all the onlookers feel confused.

They could not understand how Gellis, a Frank, dodged the spear attack, nor did they understand how Gellis counterattacked at that moment.

They could see everything that Garys did, but... could an ordinary person react like that?!
With almost flashing speed, the sword appeared at the right place, and then waited for the enemy to rush into it!
This is no longer something that can be achieved with sword skills, it is more like a ghost or god...

Of course, because the ability displayed by Garys has not exceeded the limits of human thinking, the Bedouins are still considering how to deal with him.

I think I can still win. "I repeat, this is the territory of the Kingdom of Jerusalem. Looting is prohibited!"

As Gellis spoke, there was a sound of iron rings colliding behind him, and six infantrymen wearing heavy armor rushed here through the rain, holding spears.

They were well-equipped and marched in unison, obviously having received rigorous training.

It is quite possible that they could represent the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

Thinking of the nearby Crusader Lord Reynald, who was a rather troublesome person, the Bedouin leader made a gesture.

He ordered the riders around him to assemble and he ordered them to attack.

In his opinion, Leonard was a troublesome person.

Then as long as Leonard doesn't know that he has been here and kills everyone who knows about it, this matter will not become troublesome.

The horse's hooves stepped through the small puddle, splashing water.

A dozen riders rushed towards Garys and his men with their unique war cries.

However, those Bedouin riders were not as reckless as the previous man. After all, the spears in the hands of the heavy infantry were emitting cold light, and ordinary light cavalry had to treat them with caution.

These riders adopted tactics more in keeping with nomadic light cavalry.

Just like the war between the Parthians and the Romans a thousand years ago, these Bedouin light cavalry did not charge directly into the army formation. Instead, they took out the bows hanging on the saddles and shot at the Franks.

Of course, for various reasons, those bows and arrows were rather weak, and most of them were unable to injure the heavily armored infantry.

The purpose of doing so was to harass and use a large number of arrows to wear down the patience of the heavy infantry and make them anxious...

Of course, if some arrows really hurt the heavy infantry, or if the spears in this group were to reveal a flaw, then the high-speed riders would take advantage of the opportunity and attack.

However, these Bedouins did not know one thing.

This patience-wearing tactic was the last thing Garris was worried about.

The feeling of time slowing down seemed to reappear. In Garys's eyes, the noisy cavalry were as slow as a snail.

He bent down and picked up the spear from the ground, then burst out his body slightly and threw it out with great force.

Then, accompanied by the sharp whistling of the spear cutting through the air, the rider who was rushing in the front was pierced straight through.

What's even more terrifying is that after the spear pierced the man in front, its momentum continued to grow and it went straight out of the body!

Then, it hit another warhorse immediately afterwards, and the potential energy was finally stopped.

Accompanied by the neighing of the horse falling to the ground.

The man on the horse fell to the ground, his face filled with horror and at a loss.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

what?
Is this within human reach?!

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(End of this chapter)