Chapter 172 Canyon ambush

"Ax is already doomed this time," the black-robed warrior was full of confidence. He knew very well that the situation in Ax camp was now. Those thin guards could not resist the raid of his powerful paladins. Even if the troops he was lured away found that the baggage team was a trap and could quickly eliminate the bait, they could not return to help in time at their distance. When they finally returned to the camp, all they had waited for were completely destroyed camps, burned camp tents and the corpse of the master who had their heads cut off.

Once this last confidant of Saladin dies, they will begin a great mission that countless ancestors have fought for but never completed - to march into the holy city of Jerusalem!

World War, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, an opportunity to regain faith!

"Hurry, no matter how fast!" The black-robed warrior suddenly shouted more passionately than Gudamai. The horse sitting down was like telling the engine to run, and his limbs passed by the afterimages on the earth, almost reaching the extreme.

The shouting sound inspired the soldiers around to make the same shouts: "Hurry! Quick!!"

The valley entrance is in my mind! Then I passed by, it was the palace wandering in the desert!

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In the other direction, a team of cavalrymen who were also galloping towards the camp as if they were desperate.

The cavalry, who were almost crazy, were not hesitant to the horse's physical strength and their almost collapsed neighing. In order to urge the war horses, some cavalry even stabbed the horse's thighs with the spear tail in their hands. A string of blood beads of dust flowed down from the horse's thighs. Before they could splash blood, they were knocked apart by the later horses.

No one has any sympathy for them at this time. The riders only know at this time: Run wildly!

The two sides began to race against time toward Bai Qi!

"Ax, you heresy, you must hold on," Thorme muttered fiercely on the horse's back, "Now, you can't die yet!"

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Husmil, who pressed his ears against the kettle, listened carefully, and the vibration from the hollow and swollen aluminum kettle made Husmil look at the owner next to him with some fear.

Husmil had never seen the master so close. He always followed his grandfather and bowed to the master's figure far away. Now, the son of the great Holy City Lord was quietly kneeling on the paved felt blanket a few meters away from him, his eyes closed, like a sleeping god.

All followers had an indescribable awe for the heir of the great holy city. Even Husmil heard his grandfather, Old Man Bligan, that when he saw the current Master Ax, he saw the shadow of the former city lord. This made no matter whether he had seen Lord Nurding or not, he could not help but feel awe from the bottom of his heart. After all, even the legendary brave and invincible Saladin once recognized Lord the City lord as his sect leader and his father.

Some people even say that when Saladin considered himself independent as king in Egypt, if it weren't for the city lord who decided to conquer this rebel general after hearing the news, he was knocked down by the sudden illness and eventually took his life, perhaps the Crescent Land is completely different now. There wouldn't even be a miraculous Saladin that made both the crusaders and the Arab nobles famous.

Now his descendants are coming to devour the great sacred?

"I don't know which of these knights is stronger than my 500,000 Qin soldiers." Bai Qi silently knelt on the blanket, his eyes closed slightly, and at the same time, a trace of the tiger talisman given by Ying Zheng in his chest.

"Master, those people, they are very close to us..." A guard reported gently in Ax's ear.

"I know," Bai Qi grabbed the beautiful scimitar on the ground in front of him and stood up slowly, and then said in a low voice that only he could hear: "It's really interesting to have a foreign country, and the divine power is actually above the kingly power."

A knight in a grey cloak in the earthen cloak looked carefully at the valley at the highest point of the ridge. As the waves that everyone could hear became clearer and heavier, the cavalry turned his horse's head, raised his arm and shook it a few times. A long white scarf in his hand brought a white wave in the air with his shaking.

Watching the signal appear, a slight riot caused a slight riot among the cavalry at the end of the valley road. Some cavalrymen who had never actually participated in the battle stared at the narrowest section of the road at the corner of the valley in a nervous and horrified manner.

Even though the weapons in those people's hands were not weapons of the same era than those knights, sweat was still constantly oozing out of palms.

Some people even couldn't help but ask the veterans why they didn't lay them there. At least the narrow valley can make their poorly few teams a little safer, and the weapons in their hands can also play their greatest useful.

However, the veterans obviously disdained to explain to the young men who were so nervous that their faces turned pale and their throats were dry. They just put the scimitars across the saddle and laughed at each other, and they didn't seem to take the upcoming battle seriously at all, at least they looked relaxed on the surface.

"It's about to start." A big cavalryman who was sitting steadily on the war horse turned his head and smiled at Husmil, who was nervous next to him. "Are you a child of the animal husbandry official?"

"Yes, my grandfather is the hereditary animal husbandry officer Buligan," Husmil swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he heard the fierce roar coming from the other side of the valley gap, and continued with a somewhat different voice: "I am his heir, and I am the future animal husbandry officer."

A small stone on the ground trembled in the huge vibration in the distance, like Husmil's violently beating heart, messy.

"Then are you Deng Bai's son?" The cavalry looked at the child with some surprise. "I know your father, he is..."

The sound of countless horse hooves hitting the ground was gathered together in the valley and gradually amplified, and the echo ruthlessly penetrated the cavalry's ears. Even through the cotton turban and copper helmet, the eardrums were hurting and their hearts were churning.

Husmil's face was already so scared that he had never really seen killings in his career as a 14-year-old, let alone facing killings directly.

A piece of smoke and dust have risen at the corner of the valley, and the enemy is about to appear!

"Your father," the cavalry shouted loudly in Husmil's ear, trying to suppress the roaring charge opposite him. His loud roar made the cavalry who were waiting for him turn their heads and look at him. "He is what I have seen..." He paused for a moment, "The most incompetent animal husbandry officer!"

A bloody red color rose immediately on Husmil's face. He could not bear others insulting his dead father. He was the hero in his mind. Husmil held the scimitar in his hand angrily!

At this moment, a white wave suddenly penetrated the smoke and dust and appeared in the opposite valley. Gudamai's cavalry finally arrived!

"Your father is not a good animal husbandry officer," the cavalry shouted loudly to Husmil, "but he is a good soldier! Don't embarrass him!"

"Charge!" Almost at the same time, Gudamai, a few hundred meters away, shouted. The spears in the hands of all the cavalry next to him stretched out straight out in the Mercedes' Mercedes, immediately forming a moving sharp blade wall, the air flow surged, and the peaks were gathered.

The holy light is calling me!

The dragon-like war horse carries the heavy equipment and violent momentum of popular and medieval times. The blade wall presses directly against the pitiful enemy opposite the valley with an irresistible momentum.

Husmil looked at the enemy getting closer and closer and trembled with nervousness. His scalp became numb, and his five fingers, which were already sore, almost fell into the gap in the linen that was wrapped around the handle of the scimitar.

"Stay steady, we can win!" The soldier shouted loudly and directed the cavalry lined up in a horizontal line.

The enemy rushed through the narrowest part of the valley like a flood, and rushed directly to the enemy blocking their faces. They were confident that at this time, they would ruthlessly break anything in front of them. Even if there were several times more enemies on the opposite side, they would not be able to resist the craze that could trample everything into pieces.

"Stay-stay-stay-stay!!"

The big soldier shouted at his comrades around him in a louder and louder voice. He didn't care about the enemy who was already in front of him, and even grabbed Husmil, who was already in shock and opened his mouth full of dust, and did not let him move.

A distance of hundreds of meters flashed by the war horses. Gudamai's cavalry crashed into their enemies without hesitation. The sharp blade wall made of spears poked forward fiercely. They seemed to have seen a pile of corpses torn into pieces by themselves.

"retreat!!"

A shout came from the mouth of the big warrior, and the soldiers blocking the middle of the valley suddenly turned around and retreated at the same time, while the big warrior almost pulled Husmil's shoulder and retreated.

Behind the defense line, a large area of ​​densely inserted into the ground, and the other one was white and sharp, flashing with blood-red light, and it was always in the middle of the valley!

"Ah!" The forward who was rushing in front looked at the oncoming horses and screamed in despair, but at this time no one could let them stop and avoid the terrible fate of death. As the instinct lifted the reins, the war horses stopped him for a moment, the desperate forward immediately and the horses were knocked into the rows of terrible sharp horse-receiving formations by the cavalry rushing up from behind.

A bloody sprinkled up, mixed with the squeezed and deformed corpses and internal organs that were pulled out and hung on the tip of the horse immediately dyed the pale wooden tip into scarlet red.

""Shock! Shock over!" Gudamai, who was immediately on a high rock, looked at the bloody smoke flying in front of him, and Wuming immediately rushed into his heart. He didn't know how he encountered an unexpected blockade. The soldiers who blocked and the large number of horses refused to do so indicated that the intention of the sneak attack had been discovered. He didn't know how his enemy knew his arrival and set a price for him to pay dozens of cavalry. However, now he had no time to consider this question. His only worry was that the stubborn "King of Jerusalem" had escaped, and the one he had worked hard to sneak attack might be an abandoned camp.

The impact surged again like an irresistible tide. The cavalry, who were completely blocked by the horse, had to stubbornly step on the already rotten corpses of the horse because they could not go around, but the generous horse-repelling became an obstacle for them to move forward. Their war horses were stuck in the entire sharp wooden spear forest. A row of sharp arrows suddenly shot out from the opposite side immediately shot the cavalry in a dilemma, and the horses were overturned, wailing.

"Roar in, I want to see if Ax is a timid fox!"
Chapter completed!