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Dragon Tail Thorn Hit +28, Magic Damage 20~34 (with poison)

Defense 20 (Dragon Scale +24, Huge Body -4)

Strength 34, Agility 10, Constitution 30

Intelligence 18, Wisdom 18, Charisma 30

[Blood Inheritance: Born in the Purple Room]: You can freely transform into a real dragon and gain all the abilities of a giant dragon, but the level of the transformed giant dragon cannot be greater than level 26. (16 character level + 10 charm adjustment value).

【气势凶猛】：在巨龙半径70米范围内，等级比巨龙少的生物都将受到影响。意志豁免强度41，等级4或者更低的生物将恐慌24~144秒，等级5或者更高等级的生物将战栗24~144秒，所有龙对其他龙的气势凶猛能力免疫。

[Wrath of the Dragon Queen]: Your ferocious aura is effective against dragons.

[Colorful Dragonborn·Red Dragon]: Immune to fire, gains the fiery breath of the red dragon, all flame damage increased by 50%, melee damage +16 (based on character level).

[Colorful Dragonborn·Blue Dragon]: Immune to lightning, gains the Thunder Breath of the Blue Dragon, all lightning damage increased by 50%, spell damage +16 (based on character level).

[Colorful Dragonborn·Green Dragon]: Acid immunity, gains the acid breath of the green dragon, all acid damage is increased by 50%, spell immunity difficulty +8 (based on 1/2 character level).

[Colorful Dragonborn·Black Dragon]: Immune to acid, gains the venomous breath of the black dragon, all sustained damage is increased by 50%, and the momentum is +8 (based on 1/2 character level).

[Colorful Dragon Wings·White Dragon]: Ice Immunity: Gain the White Dragon's icy breath, increase all ice damage by 50%, attack hits +4 (based on 1/4 character level).

Looking at the five-headed dragon queen that had reached its perfect form, Sinestra opened her mouth in surprise. Even though her fighting power was not weak because of too many Drognir, the fear from deep in her blood made her collapse directly to the ground, and she expressed her submission to the dragon queen outside the prison.

"Will the fact that your slave contract has been torn into pieces be exposed?"

Aenarion looked at the five dragons flying freely in the sky, thinking it would be a good idea to show his authority to the locals, so he ignored them and turned to ask Sinestra who was paralyzed on the ground by the fright of the northern dragon.

“It’s hard to say. Theoretically, this contract is two-way. If I break the contract, the other side will find out immediately.

However, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of slave contracts are directly signed and riveted to the Queen of Drow. People die every day, and new slaves are born every day. I don’t know if she can notice that a mixed body is gone. "

"Then take a gamble. Write a letter to your queen immediately and tell her that the Roman emperor has led an army in person and set up camp in Zaporizhia to attack the city. You have successfully dragged me here with a few hundred Mamluks. Ask her for reinforcements."

Aenarion frowned, thinking that he could make this assault more elaborate. Mamluk and Hunyuan both said that the queen was obsessed with pleasure and had delegated state politics to slaves, so she might not be able to notice the changes here at all.

When this letter is sent to the Mamluks, they will misjudge the situation and think that they have been tripped up by their idle move in the East European steppes. Therefore, the possibility of sending troops to Egypt and fighting a decisive battle with the Ottomans in the yellow sands of Palestine will be greatly increased.

"Yes, sir. I'll do it right away!"

Feeling that she was accepted by her new master and didn't have to go back to Egypt, Sinestrelle was so happy that she almost cried. She immediately wrote a letter, which made Aenarion very curious about how great Egypt was.

The terror frightened them so much that even after they were freed, they did not dare to go back for revenge, and some of them could not wait to launch an expedition.

As for the local Cossacks, Aenarion let the Crimean Governor Irel take full charge of the matter. He separated the captives, disrupted them, killed several leaders and chiefs, and then threw the remaining Cossacks into the Crimean Peninsula to be farmers or herdsmen, cutting off contact with each other and giving them fertile farmland and pastures. Even if someone wanted to cause trouble, they couldn't.

Aenarion separated, packed up, and ate hundreds of thousands of Cossacks. The Mamluks also responded.

When they heard that the Roman emperor actually went on an expedition to Zaporizhia because of an insulting letter, they were all excited and ecstatic. The spies sent by the diplomatic mission also confirmed that the emperor was not in Constantinople, which made them feel relieved.

The fifteen Royal Mamluk emirs agreed that they could easily defeat the Romans or the Ottomans individually, but fighting both together would be too much of a struggle.

Seeing that the Roman emperor was stuck in Zaporizhia, the Mamluks gave the isolated army trapped in Zaporizhia all verbal encouragement except for practical assistance, and even gave Sinestra a newly engraved seal ring of the Cossack provincial governor, as well as seals and certificates of more than 60 local provincial officials under her command, allowing her to appoint officials herself and delay Aenarion at all costs.

Afterwards, ten of the fifteen emirs, with a mighty Mamluk army, rushed out of Egypt and headed towards the holy city of Jerusalem. They prepared to fight a decisive battle in this holy place of both religions with Sultan Selim who led his troops to attack. They were ready to defeat the Ottomans as quickly as possible. It would be best if they could capture Sultan Selim alive and make him spit out all the Islamic lands he had eaten. Then they could return to Egypt as quickly as possible to defend the city.

The Romans were really annoying. Egypt was originally safe under the protection of the desert and the ocean, but the fleets of the Spanish countries and Venice were able to threaten the Egyptian mainland and compete for trade markets and waterways, which had already caused these Mamluks a lot of headaches. Now the Romans, who were closer to them and had a fleet that was not inferior to Venice, were like sand in their eyes, causing these Mamluks a great headache.

Chapter 447: The Battle of Syria

Aenarion stayed in Zaporizhia temporarily to help deal with the Cossack issue and remotely control the preparation plan of the Constantinople expedition, so that the Mamluks would be convinced that they were stuck in the steppes of East Europe. By the way, he told the Ottoman allies that he was pretending and they should not be fooled. As long as they could lure the main force of the Mamluks out of Egypt, he could immediately move south.

Originally, he was worried that the news that the slave contract of the black dragon Sinestrë would be torn up would be leaked, and that the Mamluks were playing tricks on him, but on April 1465, 4, information came from Cairo.

Among the fifteen emirs of the Royal Mamluks, ten emirs, with about ten thousand extremely elite and brave Royal Mamluk cavalry, a large number of mixed monsters, and ten thousand ordinary Mamluks including various slaves, including drow elves, marched out of Egypt in a mighty manner, quickly recruited civilians in Palestine and Syria, mobilized provincial troops for border defense, and finally recruited 60,000 soldiers on the front line, with a total of 80,000 troops to fight against the Ottomans - they could not allow these Turks to capture Jerusalem and occupy Mecca and Medina. These three holy cities are more important than the capital Cairo in some senses.

Facing the enemy's counterattack, Sultan Selim remained calm. The entire empire had 120 legions, half of which were under the command of Warmaster Horus, helping him to suppress the Persian territory which had been turbulent since the conquest and to resist the powerful enemies in Central Asia. Some of the other half of the legions also had the mission of guarding the border.

So, the most ruthless and terrifying sultan in Ottoman history, with forty Janissary legions, 120 artillery pieces, 5,000 Sipahi heavy cavalry composed of ogre nobles, and 15,000 archers composed of nomads from various mountainous areas and grasslands, attacked the Mamluk Syrian province from the north. After constant probing, the two armies met at the Dabik grassland outside Aleppo.

The warm wind of early spring lowered the backs of the grass, revealing in the endless sea of ​​green grass teams of fully armed soldiers, tall and majestic war horses, and flags that covered the sky.

On the other hand, after receiving the intelligence from Osman, Aenarion also issued a battle order for the entire army to attack. The huge fleet set sail for thousands of miles across the Aegean Sea, and with 20,000 expeditionary forces, they set out for Egypt in a mighty manner, trying to capture the port of Alexandria as quickly as possible, as a bridgehead for them to continuously send food, supplies, and manpower to Egypt. At the same time, they nervously sent people to obtain intelligence from Syria.

If the Ottomans won this battle, he could put all his bets on the table and increase his troops across the board.

If the Ottomans lost the battle, but the Mamluks also suffered heavy losses, they would fight in Egypt first and then make further responses based on the subsequent situation.

If the Ottomans suffer a crushing defeat and fail to inflict too many deaths on the Mamluks, then forget it and withdraw the entire army. This is not an expedition but a suicide mission.

The Ottomans and the Mamluks, the two most powerful Muslim states of the time, fought a decisive battle on the Dabiq steppe under the nervous gaze of Roman spies.

Sultan Selim deployed his legions in the traditional way. The 4th Legion Iron Warriors and the 15th Legion Thousand Sons were split into nine legions, with a total of 9,000 Yeni

The Cherri infantry, mages, their chariots and artillery were all placed in the center, forming the core of the entire army. In the past decade or so, the armament of the Ottoman army has also undergone tremendous changes. They gradually abandoned the ziplock armor and transitioned to plate chain mail. All of them wore heavy chain mail woven with tens of thousands of iron rings. This thing was like a steel coat, with sleeves extending to the elbows and hem extending to the knees.

On the chest, they sewed additional solid steel slats on thousands of iron rings to further strengthen the defense capabilities of the vulnerable parts. The sturdy helmets were decorated with gorgeous and huge hats and feathers, highlighting their lofty status as the Sultan's personal soldiers.

Sultan Selim himself and the Janissaries were in the middle of the position. A huge Sultan star and crescent flag was slowly raised in the crowd, commanding the overall situation. The most elite 5,000 ogre Sipahi heavy armored cavalry stood behind them, supporting them as the Sultan's last trump card.

In front of these people, the former Lord of the Fourteenth Legion, Plague Lord Mortarion, and his seven legions were the front and strongest infantry defense line protecting the Ottoman artillery, mages, and even the Sultan's command center. These 7,000 Janissary infantrymen were also wearing plate and chain mail, and almost half of the soldiers were equipped with Ottoman muskets, and the ones under them were spears, halberds, and some hideous giant sickles.

Unlike other Janissaries, the Death Guards of the seven legions all wore thick gloves and terrifying bird-beak-shaped masks. There was not an inch of skin on their bodies and they were directly connected to the outside air.

On the left wing of the army were the Wallachian vampires who were still loyal to Sultan Selim, and the army of the Night Lords centered around Saint Guillemin's sister Curze. Each vampire lord hid in his or her coffin, and was carried into the battlefield by zombies, commanding the lower-level necromancers and even the entire undead army to protect Osman's left wing from being harassed or overwhelmed.

On the right wing was the former commander of the 12th Legion: Angron, Lord of Red Sand. A large number of fully armed, bloodthirsty and violent Viking barbarians were eagerly preparing for a hearty massacre on the right wing. All the herdsmen and horse archers were also deployed on the right wing, ready to let Angron, who was best at charging into battle, the sword-wielding Vichyr, lead these crazy troops to charge and massacre from the right wing.

In one battle, Selim brought all the elite ogres, one-third of the Janissaries, five sword-wielding Vichirs, the former lords of the legions, and almost all the soldiers he could mobilize in a short period of time.

The Mamluk army was deployed in the traditional Egyptian way. Ten emirs, with 10,000 of the most elite royal Mamluk cavalry, lined up in the center of the army, followed by 10,000 ordinary Mamluks. The grotesque mixed-element monster troops were the indestructible spearhead of this vanguard assault force.

On both sides of these brave cavalry were two relatively loose lines of Syrian and Palestinian infantrymen, responsible for covering the Sultan's direct troops. On the right wing were the provincial border guards of Syria, commanded by the governor of Syria. On the left wing were some cavalry below the provincial level and light cavalry provided by the Bedouin tribes. The local governor of Aleppo was responsible for commanding the battle on this wing.

In addition to this, this group also brought a large number of civilians from the city of Aleppo, who were responsible for raising the flag of severe punishment behind the army, making their army look more powerful, huge, intimidating, and undermining Ottoman morale.

After the two armies slowly completed their deployment, they sent messengers to each other with great martial virtue to announce the start of the war, followed by two shrill trumpet sounds.

Chapter 448: Death Guard

"All-out assault!!! This battle is 80,000 versus 60,000, and the advantage is on my side! Destroy Osman and capture Selim alive!!!"

Ten Mamluk emirs who were born as military slaves waved their flags and shouted slogans. They personally stepped into the front line and led hundreds of abominable creatures and tens of thousands of cavalrymen to launch a devastating cavalry charge. In an instant, the entire battlefield was shaking wildly under their horses' hooves. From afar, these royal Mamluks were like a metallic wave of gold and silver, sweeping over from afar with the momentum of sweeping across the world.

The infantry on the left and right wings also formed relatively neat formations, shouted declarations of victory, and advanced forward with great momentum.

"Aim at those mixed bodies, those royal Mamluks. Only those things are a threat to my Janissaries. Blow them all up! Don't leave any alive! Tell Mortarion to nail the Mamluks to the front line. As long as those Mamluks can't break through the Death Guard's defenses and rush into our artillery positions, he will be the first to achieve the credit in this battle!"

Sultan Selim gave the order coldly, and the Thousand Sons Mages who were mixed together and the Iron Warriors artillery took action immediately. One hundred and twenty Iron Warriors artillery mages controlled the one hundred and twenty cannons and prepared to fire. They first used a [One Ring Prophecy: Preemptive Strike] to predict the arc that the artillery shells would draw in the air and the place where they would land, so that their next attack would have a hit rate of +20, greatly improving the artillery's hit rate.

One hundred and twenty Thousand Sons prophecy mages assisted in casting spells. At the moment when the Iron Warriors fired, they used [Three-Ring Prophecy: Reversal of Fate] to successfully predict some failed bombardments. They reminded the gunners to fine-tune the angle just before firing, thus reversing the fate before the bombardment failed.

Two hundred and forty mages were busy predicting two waves before the bombardment. After confirming that everything was correct, one by one, the members of the artillery crew raised small red flags.

Seeing everyone raising the red flag, Perturabo, who was hiding in the Iron Golem, immediately ordered the entire army to open fire!

With the uniform sound of explosions, one after another 12-pound iron shells, accompanied by the blazing flames and billowing smoke, whistled out of the barrel, tearing out one hundred and twenty spectacular and magnificent parabolic arcs in the air. The shock waves generated by the supersonic flight of the shells reached the ground, turning into bursts of horrifying sonic booms, spreading in all directions, and the shells flying at the speed of sound smashed heavily into the Royal Mamluk army, and not a single one fell into the air!

The Mamluks had just started to move when they suffered a fatal blow. A 5.4-kilogram iron shell flew at a speed faster than the speed of sound. This kind of thing was simply beyond the ability of human power to resist!

A royal Mamluk was hit head-on by a cannonball. The man and his horse were smashed into powder. The bloody body parts splashed helplessly in all directions. The broken armored arm was spinning, flying, and trembling, like a hammer thrown heavily by someone, knocking a Mamluk next to him off his horse. The broken arm even made a huge dent in his helmet.

Surrounded by blood and rotten flesh, the shell fell into the grassland. The whole earth was shaking and shattering. The shock wave carried a large amount of soil and splashed in all directions, knocking the surrounding Mamluks to the ground. They were so scared that they immediately curled up into a ball. Even so, it was difficult for them to avoid being trampled to death by the war horses behind them.

After the shell created a miniature crater, the power could not be eliminated and it continued to roll forward, injuring anyone who rubbed against it and killing anyone who hit it. It plowed a bloody and deadly ravine of death on the ground and broke countless horses' legs along the way. And this was just the power of one shell. There were a total of 120 shells, all of which hit the Mamluks.

A Hunyuan body that was as huge and fat as a hill and had thirteen heads was hit by six shells because of its huge size. The huge body like a hill was instantly torn into dozens of pieces by the six shells. Greasy fat and fat lumps the size of a house, and blood, covered the entire battlefield.

“Reload!!!”

One hundred and twenty Iron Warriors' artillery mages shouted loudly. Near each cannon, there were seven or eight Janissaries who quickly cleaned the barrels and loaded ammunition. The assisting observers predicted the charge speed of the Mamluk cavalry and adjusted the angle of the artillery fire.

In the interval between the two rounds of bombardment, the Iron Warriors' artillery mages and the Thousand Sons' prophecy mages were also not idle. Seeing that the enemy was too far away and out of reach of ordinary spells, they cast the most basic summoning magic, calling forth owls, falcons, and mastiffs from heaven or hell, shining with golden holy light or burning with hellfire, and commanded these summoned beasts to launch a countercharge towards the Mamluks who were charging at full speed, delaying, harassing, and thwarting their charge.

These summoned creatures were not very powerful, but they were fast and numerous. The Mamluks pulled out compound shortbows and shot quickly on horseback at a rate of one arrow every two seconds, or even one arrow every second. The shooting speed was so fast that even the Janissaries were surprised. Most of the summoned creatures were shot dead on the way by the huge number of Mamluks, and they couldn't even get close to them, so their interference ability was very limited.

However, after a round of devastating artillery bombardment and harassment by summoned creatures, the Mamluk charge momentum on the ground was obviously curbed, and it took a lot of time to reorganize the team that was disrupted by the artillery. The flying monsters in the air did not dare to advance rashly when they saw the serious and orderly Ottoman army formation, and they slowly advanced with the large ground force. At a distance of more than one kilometer, it took the Mamluk cavalry ten minutes to get within 100 meters of the enemy, and they suffered three rounds of artillery bombardment.

After the last salvo of artillery fire, the Prophecy Mage and the Artillery Mage stopped summoning small animals and coordinated with the other nine hundred mages of the Thousand Sons to cast spells. A thousand flaming fireballs forged by arcane magic, like a thousand suns, rose slowly from the Ottoman army, whistling, spinning, exploding and bombarding the Mamluk cavalry all over the mountains!

"Counterattack! Quick! Counterattack!!!"

A royal Mamluk looked at the flaming fireballs that blocked out the sun and uttered panicked cries. The drow mages accompanying the army hurriedly launched counter-spells. Bright and dazzling arcane rays shot up into the sky like an upside-down meteor shower, melting and destroying one flaming fireball after another. However, the number of Mamluk mages was less than that of the Ottomans. In the end, there were still two or three hundred fireballs that fell into the cavalry's territory, accompanied by short-lived flaming fireworks, and exploded into clusters of dazzling and beautiful clouds of fire.

Three artillery attacks, endless harassment, and a round of spell bombardment killed at least a thousand royal Mamluks. One emir was even hit in the face by a cannonball and died on the spot.

However, the remaining Mamluk cavalry were still formidable in numbers and impact force.

The Death Guards defending on the front line looked up and saw hundreds of huge, hideous and grotesque beasts that looked like a hill palace, rushing to the front line with hoarse and distorted screams.

Some monsters look like twisted monsters made of war elephants, tigers, lions, crocodiles and other beasts sewn together with silk threads.

Some looked like ugly giants with a hundred arms, a hundred heads, and a hundred weapons.

Some of the flesh and blood was as soft as mud, and when they ran, it was like a piece of twisted, wriggling, disgusting wave of flesh and blood.

Some look like giant poisonous animals as big as elephants.

Spider, but where her eight eyes were, grew eight graceful, enchanting yet dangerous halves of drow girls. The eight drow girls with only half the body seemed to have eight different minds. While quarreling, they ordered the giant spider connected by the waist to charge forward, while pulling eight giant crossbows, sniping the Janissaries from a distance of a hundred meters!

These monsters were squirming their twisted and blasphemous bodies, getting closer and closer to him. The ground beneath his feet was trembling in fear at their footsteps. In front of these huge beasts, he was as small as an ant.

Behind these twisted behemoths was a thousand armored cavalrymen, charging with all their might like an unstoppable hammer.

Behind these two waves of enemies, there was a mighty Mamluk heavy cavalry, holding spears and bows, whistling towards him, like a metal frenzy with no end in sight.

Not to mention fighting against this evil monster, even if they resisted three waves of attacks from cavalry of this scale, ordinary people would lose all morale and scatter when they saw this kind of formation.

The Death Guard, which consisted of seven legions, looked at the Mamluks and the Hunyuan bodies with only contempt and ridicule in their eyes.

"Shoot the arrow!!!"

Seeing that they were sixty meters away, the Mamluks drew their bows and shot three arrows quickly before charging into the enemy. The dense rain of arrows descended on everyone's heads like a wave of destruction. A large number of Death Guards died directly under the rain of arrows, and those who were not dead in the front row were shot like hedgehogs. The bright red blood flowed through the gaps in armor and clothes.

However, these soldiers seemed fearless of pain, life or death. On the noisy and bustling battlefield, they were as silent as death. Only the sound of their unusually heavy breathing could be heard through the thick bird-beak masks.

"put."

Mortarion seemed not to want to say a word. She also wore a bird-beak mask, and her whole body was hidden under a huge pale cloak. She stroked her long-handled scythe and gave orders coldly. Some Death Guards pushed chariots forward and used blower devices similar to those in blacksmith shops to blow air forward frantically. Puffs of light green smoke filled the entire Death Guard front line under the human-powered blowing, and all 7,000 soldiers were shrouded in light green smoke.

Afterwards, some Thousand Sons mages used spells to control the wind direction in the back to assist the Death Guard in their work. The billowing green smoke was swept forward by the strong wind and spread forward like a dragon's breath.

A Hunyuan body that was rushing in the front rushed into the green smoke with a dazed look on its face. Its entire charge was stalled. The green smoke it exhaled into its throat was like a ball of fire, burning and corroding its mouth and entire respiratory system. Every breath was like thousands of blunt knives cutting its throat, making it feel extremely painful. Epidemic blisters and plague pimples gradually grew on the surface of its skin, and its whole body quickly became hot. The normal body temperature of 36 degrees soared to 39 degrees.

The monster, which was originally full of energy, had become a weak patient a few seconds after smelling the poisonous smoke. All functions of his body were greatly reduced, and he no longer had the strength to charge like before. Mamluk suffered exactly the same thing after rushing into the poisonous cloud. Spores grew on the surface of his horses and soldiers, his body temperature soared, he coughed constantly, and his combat effectiveness was weakened. In contrast, the Death Guards, who were also in the poisonous cloud, showed no signs of being weakened.

What’s even more terrifying is that the Iron Warriors’ fourth wave of bombardment has arrived!

"kill."

Mortarion gave the second order in a concise manner. The seven legions of Death Guard, bathed in the rolling, surging green poisonous cloud and under the cover of the Iron Warriors' artillery fire, marched in neat steps and launched a slow but orderly counterattack towards the Hunyuan and Mamluks. The sharp edges of spears and scythes were coated with emerald green deadly poison, densely intertwined into a forest of death, slowly advancing forward.

Behind them, half of the Death Guards were holding loaded muskets and walked fifty meters without opening fire. They were determined to use the most powerful close-range shooting after the battle to severely damage or even destroy the Hunyuan giant monster.

The slow pace and the increasingly thick poisonous cloud made the Death Guards seem like the incarnation of the god of death, getting closer and closer to them. The metal bird-beak masks with built-in air filters flashed the cold light of death under the sunlight, and the heavy and terrifying breathing sounds of the Janissaries could be heard faintly.

Chapter 449: Hundred-armed Centipede

"Cough-cough!"

A royal Mamluk coughed violently, almost coughing out his lungs. Chunks of sticky phlegm covered his jaw and the corners of his mouth. With every breath he took while being soaked in the poisonous gas, his throat ached as if being cut back and forth by thousands of blunt knives. The poisonous gas also filled his eyes with dense scarlet bloodshot, and the scene before his eyes was gradually covered by a bloody mist.

And this was not the worst. The warhorse under his crotch seemed to be even weaker than himself. Its front hoof twisted and it fell to its knees on the ground, throwing the Mamluk on horseback out. For a moment, the Mamluk felt dizzy and every muscle in his body exuded weakness and powerlessness in pain. The hot forehead made his consciousness a little fuzzy. He could only vaguely see the Death Guards marching in front of him through his red and swollen, bloodshot eyes. All of them wore plate chain mail and white robes. They were like a pale torrent, approaching him.

"Stand up, warriors! It's just some poisonous gas that is not lethal! Shoot through these Turkic slaves!

The slave front! Go straight to the enemy's artillery position!"

The emir in charge of the front-line war zone roared angrily and gathered the military priests, giving priority to detoxification treatment for the poisoned Hunyuan bodies, followed by the royal Mamluks with armored horses and horses, and using passionate words to inspire the morale of the entire army.

"Our predecessors once annihilated the Mongolian cavalry here, and you are going to be defeated by the Turks here? Don't let God and our ancestors feel ashamed of you cowards today! Stand up! Keep charging!!!"

Stimulated by religion and history, the royal Mamluks really managed to stand up as if they were having a last gasp. Without their horses, they transformed themselves into heavy infantry and continued fighting. The most elite Mamluks received remote treatment from the priests, which temporarily eliminated the disease and poison and restored their combat capability.

At this moment, the Death Guards were already before them.

"We are the sword of God!"

The Royal Mamluk who fell off his horse first struggled to stand up from the ground, grabbed the Mamluk's unique six-meter two-handed lance, and charged on foot on the grass. Using the advantage of the lance's length, he accurately stabbed a Death Guard in the neck and stabbed him to death on the spot. Seeing the enemy coming in front of him, he had no time to draw his lance, so he immediately took out the mace from his waist to fight.

"We are the guardians of the holy land!"

Relying on the triple armor on his body, Mamluk withstood the stabs of three spears of the Death Guards. He grabbed the spear handle with his left hand and swung the hammer with his right hand, breaking the spears in half. These Death Guards were very strong, but their reaction speed was relatively slow.

"We are the Lords of Egypt!"

After a successful strike, the Mamluk grabbed the broken spear head and threw it back like a short spear. The sharp spear head pierced through the bird-beak-shaped mask and directly pierced into the left eye!