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Baron Fulk wanted to find out more information about Schermer, but unfortunately, after several days in a row, he could not gain any secret information worth mentioning.

That was simply beyond the reach of an ordinary Mamluk cavalry. Even if his master was Takidin's confidant, a mid-level officer in the Kasaj Guards, he had very little understanding of Shermail.

But Fulk's efforts were not in vain. He at least knew that there was another powerful spell caster under Saladin. However, compared with Master Shemeier, this mysterious spell caster lived in seclusion all day long, and his name was not even circulated. Came out.

On the other hand, his two apprentices have been serving Saladin as his palace advisors.

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The Crusaders marched north along the Jordan River and approached Lake Tiberias in just five days.

With only two days left to go before Saladin's army, falcons flying in the sky began to be seen from time to time, which made the atmosphere of the entire army become tense.

Some people say that war is a long march, waiting, and a short battle. If you can survive, it will be a new long march and wait.

Renault is convinced of this.

He had left the Black Eagle Standard Corps and had to transfer to the heavy cavalry company because the wing cavalry company he originally wanted was full. Now he was wearing light soft armor and leading a group of scouts to explore in front of the marching team. road.

The days of marching were boring and boring. The first thing I did when I returned to the camp every night was to take off my boots and pour out the sand inside to avoid wearing out my toes.

He would often recall the old peasant soldier who transferred all the accumulated merits to him before his death.

The old peasant soldier is a very capable person. Even though he has received divine favor and his fighting skills are not what they used to be, he is still not completely sure that he can win the old peasant soldier in an infantry battle.

His former colleagues did not think highly of him.

He believed that his status as a cavalryman was obtained through bad luck and that it was not his own ability. In fact, he himself thought so.

A loud hawk's call suddenly echoed through the sky.

Renault subconsciously raised his head.

Someone asked: "Is it our falcon?"

"alert!"

Renault said loudly: "Since yesterday, we have not sent out any falcons."

Although there are falconers in the scout camp in Transjordan, the number is much smaller than the number of falconers under Saladin's command.

Since the discovery of the Saracen falcon traces, the Ulm Knight, the general manager of the scout battalion, has prohibited his own falcons from being dispatched at will, and has replaced them with a larger scout team like theirs.

In the sky, more and more falcons are hovering high in the sky. They are chirping loudly and calling for friends.

One after another, giant eagles half as tall as a man joined the circling team.

Someone muttered nervously: "It seems that these flat-haired beasts are going to take advantage of us."

The Saracen falcon has blade-like talons and beak.

Even a fully-armed knight might be pecked out of his mount's eyes or thrown off his horse to death, let alone lightly-armed scouts like them.

In order to maintain mobility and reduce the burden on their mounts, they only wore a piece of leather armor at most.

"Blow the trumpet!"

"Let the nearby scout team move closer to us."

Renault ordered calmly.

There were more and more falcons in the sky, sometimes more than ten.

Among them, two finally couldn't restrain their ferocity and swooped towards the scout team.

Renault clenched the riding bow in his hand, bent the bow and nocked the arrow, all in one go.

Whoosh——

One of the falcons was shot through the chest by an arrow while it was still in the air, and fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.

Another falcon grabbed a scout's shoulder with its claws and flew away again. The scout immediately screamed and covered his bloody flesh. You could even see Senbai's skeletal shoulder and fell off his horse. .

Renault was not disturbed by the screams of his own men at all, and drew his bow again.

Whoosh——

The arrow slid off the falcon's body and fell to the ground in a parabola.

"Pity."

As a soldier who has also been transferred to the system, his shooting skills are not much worse than those of the woodland archers, but the riding bow in his hand is definitely not as powerful as the longbow used by the woodland archers, otherwise the arrow would have hit. of.

At this time, a low, dragon-like horn sounded.

The nearby scout teams began to gather. Among them, each team had several leaders with excellent archery skills like Renault. The gathering was also a deterrent to this group of falcons.

It seems that they also realize that this group of enemies is not easy to deal with, and they are forming a group.

The falcons that were still hovering in mid-air, eager to launch an attack, hovered for a while longer and then gradually flew away into the distance.

Renault put down the bow in his hand with some disappointment, looked at the wounded, and took out a bottle of Lazarus potion from the saddle bag: "Apply it to him, don't apply too much, this is the potion for three people."

"Have any scouts been attacked again?"

Lothar frowned. When facing the Saracens, he had to fight without losing "air superiority." For him, he was already somewhat used to it.

"It's good that there is no attrition. Starting from today, the size of the scout team will be expanded, and each team will be equipped with two heavy-armed archers."

Lothar paused slightly and asked, "Have you found out the details of Saladin's casters?"

Coors, who reported below, shook his head and said: "The 'Shadow of Darkness' in charge of Julia has not yet sent back any new information. Currently, we only know that Saladin has a spellcaster who is good at taming animals, and another whose strength is unknown and rarely appears. But a spell caster with the same status as an animal tamer."

"No news yet."

Lothar sighed lightly. The "Shadow of Darkness" organization has only been established for a short time, and most of its members are ordinary people. No matter how advanced the organizational form is, it is impossible to break through the constraints of personnel, funds, and time.

"But it doesn't matter. We don't know the strength of Saladin's men, and they certainly don't know us either."

So far, the place where Lothar really showed his strength was in the battle with Isaac of Cyprus in Limassol - but after that, their strength has grown significantly compared to before.

"How have you been these two days?"

Kors smiled bitterly and said: "Not so good. After getting Veneto's blood sample, she locked herself in the tent again to study the improvement of wolfsbane potion."

Lothar frowned and said, "Should I leave her and Chelinina in Jerusalem?"

Chelinina was left in Jerusalem by Lothar because she was responsible for dealing with the spell casters who were likely to exist around Adil. She was forced to separate from her best friend. Lothar also devoted her time to military affairs all day long. The little girl was so lonely. sharp.

Kors shook his head: "She is just worried about Miss Cellinina's safety."

Fringilla possesses various buffing spells, which are extremely effective on the battlefield. The best effect is when following her on the main battlefield.

Lothar was silent for a while and sighed: "There is nothing we can do."

Assassins are a profession that walks on the edge of a knife, and they face spellcasters who are known for their versatile abilities and various tricks. No matter how powerful Chelinina is, a single oversight may cost her her life.

But Lothar had no other choice.

"Kors, was it you who persuaded Veneto to come to me?"

Coors nodded and said: "My lord, you are really discerning."

"Come on, I have to thank you for this, otherwise I wouldn't know how to find an excuse to improve his strength."

Lothar said with a smile.

The war is about to begin. Veneto is also a top five-star combatant, and his individual combat effectiveness is even better than Hans.

Just as he was thinking of Hans, Hans happened to open the door and come in.

"My lord, the scouts discovered a group of rebellious mobs ahead. They captured the local lord's castle, and the owner of that castle happened to be in the team - he had already led his subordinates to deal with those mobs."

Lothar was a little surprised: "They would actually rebel at this time?"

"They probably couldn't bear it anymore, and they definitely didn't know that they happened to be on our marching route."

"This is really bad."

Hans couldn't help but said: "Sir, I have inquired privately. The lord is an extremely cruel and tyrannical person. Sometimes on a whim, he will lead a group of serfs to the hunting ground with his knights and servants and shoot them; sometimes he will stand on the ground and kill them. From the top of the castle, people look at the passing merchants like vultures picking their prey - so caravans and pilgrims often disappear when passing here."

Lothar frowned: "If he does this, the territory will soon become a no-man's land, right?"

"He would recruit pilgrims who didn't know his background from time to time to settle in the territory, and this is also the only way to pass through the Jordan River."

Cruel, tyrannical, and even anti-human lords are not uncommon in Europe. Many of them are stupid and have no concept of fishing, or they are just pursuing excitement regardless of the consequences.

Idiots are everywhere.

This kind of character is most likely to appear among nobles who are uneducated and only emphasize bravery.

"Hans, don't interfere."

Lothar warned.

Strictly speaking, it was a good thing for him to have this happen.

Because pagan caravans on this trade route often have problems, over time, they will most likely choose to take the Port of Ella or Kaleburg route, and he will receive more business taxes.

He lowered his voice and said, "I swear this scumbag will pay the price, but you will never execute him."

The circuit court established by Lothar in his own territory was equivalent to taking back the judicial power of vassals at all levels in disguise. The lower-level civilians also had the opportunity to sue their lords - but only in his territory.

This man is a vassal of Duke Raymond and should be dealt with by him.

Coors said: "Don't worry, Hans. Your Excellency and Raymond are in the honeymoon period. You just need to say a few words to him. It will be a safe thing to strip that guy of his title and send him to court for execution."

Lothar sighed softly.

Such brutal Crusader nobles were not a minority in the Holy Land or even in Europe. If this man had not caused a civil uprising and only massacred serfs and pagans, it would have been difficult for him to intervene under normal circumstances.