Chapter 429 Holy Spear of Longinus

"The holy fire burns forever, supreme and great, for my king Saladin!"

Zaheer brandished his lance and led six thousand cavalry into the battlefield. This was the vast majority of Saladin's remaining mobile power. In addition, there were only one thousand of the Kasaji guards guarding him. The remaining people.

Among the six thousand cavalry, four thousand were heavily armored and well-trained Mamluk heavy cavalry.

Zaheer led them to wander around the edge of the melee battlefield, intending to select the weakest enemy of the Crusaders to launch a surprise attack. Both the enemy and ourselves were now in chaos, and they had to worry about accidental damage if they wanted to shoot arrows from a distance.

But at this time, the guard Mamluk beside him suddenly shouted: "Your Highness, look behind you!"

Zahir turned around suddenly.

I saw a huge beast, flapping its wings and slowly rising into the sky from the Saracen military camp.

The noisy battlefield seemed to quiet down in an instant.

Only the melodious roar of the dragon was left, resounding throughout the sky.

hold head high--

Lothar, who had just stabbed a horse to death, subconsciously raised his head. The majestic figure immediately made him unable to look away.

As soon as it appeared, the vultures and falcons that were always hovering in the sky fled in panic, and some even bumped into each other in panic, as if they were not worthy of sharing the sky with it.

The gaps in the black triangular scales seemed to be flowing with hot lava. On top of its head, the winding dragon horns looked like a crown, and its eyes looked down at the earth.

"Finally showed up."

Lothar's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed subconsciously. A trace of heat flashed in his eyes, like a collector who had been looking for treasures for a long time and saw the most perfect collection - compared with it, Lothar had hunted The Indominus dragon is like a big, vulgar, stupid guy.

Pieces of fine scales appeared on his cheeks and forehead. This was not a half-dragon transformation, but purely a spontaneous mutation caused by the dragon blood in his body being pulled by this fire dragon.

Vaguely, a slender dragon shadow appeared next to Lothar.

The soldiers in battle cannot be seen naturally, but from the sky, they can be seen clearly.

He immediately attracted the attention of the dragon above him.

This Karelian fire dragon let out a roar full of surprise, followed by an endless roar, as if it was scolding a giant dragon like Lothar that hides its head and tail. Why don't you dare to confront it?

Lothar no longer restrains the dragonborn bloodline in his body that seems to be rushing like a torrent. It combines the advantages of many dragon species and has long been as good as the advanced dragons among the dragons in this world.

As soon as the breath came out, the fire dragon that originally wanted to fly to the Crusaders' camp began to change direction.

Shemeier, who was on the dragon's back, stretched out his hand to hold the fire dragon's head, and kept sending out comforting sentiments: "Hey, young man, don't be angered by him. We must first avenge poor Thorle. Have you forgotten who is working hard every day?" Have you worked hard to offer food to you?"

But the fire dragon's temper is rising. If it can be easily suppressed, it is no longer a fire dragon.

It let out an angry roar.

Shemeier was slightly startled and said helplessly: "Okay, I understand. He broke into your territory. You have reason to be angry, but you have to promise me that you will listen to my words next. That is not a good idea." The guy to deal with.”

He lowered his head and looked at Lothar's position, looking at the dragon-head cloak behind him, with a somewhat confused expression: "No wonder his family motto is to bathe in dragon blood. It turns out he is also a dragon descendant, and his bloodline level is quite high, comparable to that of high-level dragons." Damn it, how did he do it?"

Thinking about it, I find it ironic.

He was obviously a dragonborn, but he still had the nerve to use Torler's identity to spread rumors among the Saracen army. This Lothar was truly a shameless person.

Okay, let me see, how will you react after forcing you to reveal your true identity?

Master Shemeier felt a little relaxed. Opponents who didn't know the details were the most difficult to deal with. As for the Dragonborn - for a spell caster like himself who specializes in dragon science, there are no secrets at all.

No matter how strong you are, how much stronger can you get?

Can it be compared to the original dragon?

Even if it can be compared, can it still be compared with the Karelian Fire Dragon, which ranks among the top five among all higher dragons?

The appearance of the fire dragon finally made Saladin's expression lighten a little.

The morale of the Saracen soldiers was greatly boosted, while the Crusaders, on the other hand, looked frightened. This legendary creature that appeared frequently in the bards' mouths has always been synonymous with strength and ferocity.

Duke Raymond looked at Baldwin IV: "Your Majesty, should we hide?"

At this time, the target of the Karelian Fire Dragon has not yet been attracted by Lothar. Judging from its flight direction, it is clear that it is going straight to the Crusaders' camp.

Baldwin IV slowly shook his head: "The dragon has Lord Lothar to deal with it. My flag stands here. What will our soldiers who are fighting with the enemy think when they turn around and cannot see this flag?" ?”

"But Your Majesty, Marquis Lothar can't spare any time now."

Raymond raised his head and looked up at this terrifying giant beast. To it, people like him were as insignificant as a group of ants. With just one breath of dragon flame, it could cause a devastating blow to its own army.

"I believe in him."

With his palm on the hilt of the sword at his waist and his cape fluttering behind his back, Baldwin IV said firmly: "Please also ask Duke Raymond to believe him."

Raymond was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, why should I trust this kid just because he is the son of cross-eyed Werner?

"What else can I do? I can only believe him."

Duke Raymond came to his senses.

But suddenly he discovered that the giant dragon that was flying towards the Crusaders' camp had turned around at some point - that was where Lothar was.

"Oops!"

He couldn't help but exclaim.

Of course it's a good thing that the dragon is gone, but Lothar is commanded by the most elite force of the Crusaders, including his "Tripoli Cavalry"!

Seeing the giant dragon above them attacking, the Crusaders cavalry who were fighting the enemy turned pale subconsciously. Not only them, but also their opponents wanted to retreat.

Although it is one's own giant dragon, Dragon Flame does not have eyesight.

Zahir, who was wandering around, shouted loudly and ordered a temporary withdrawal of troops.

His soldiers had already intended this, and even if Zahir asked them to charge, they would still be muttering in their hearts.

The Saracen cavalry began to spontaneously distance themselves from the Crusaders. The Crusaders were still hesitant, but as Lothar ordered the horns to be blown and ordered the scattered cavalry to return to their side, they also began to retreat.

Only the scattered corpses on the battlefield just now were left.

The flowing blood gathered into a puddle.

Lothar raised his hand and shouted loudly towards the gathered Crusader cavalry: "Fearless Crusader warriors, don't be afraid of a mere giant dragon. Look at what I have in my hand. What is this?"

Golden light slowly condensed into a spear covered with strange inscriptions in his hand.

The light reflected Lothar as if he were a god descending to earth.

For a moment, the Crusaders cavalry who were frightened by the dragon couldn't help but have a hint of surprise on their faces - they all came up with a guess.

"Could it be"

Lothar did not let the knight in front of him tell a complete question, but simply said: "Yes, this is the holy spear stained with the blood of the holy Christ. I received divine enlightenment yesterday, and Heavenly Father told me that this battle , we will win the final victory and informed me of the location of the Holy Spear!"

As soon as these words came out, the cavalrymen were in an uproar.

It is said that Longinus was an imperial soldier who assassinated Jesus Christ. The spear of Longinus was a sacred object stained with the blood of Jesus. According to legend, Charlemagne once held this sacred object and established his own empire. empire.

During the First Crusade, during the siege of Antioch, an ascetic named Peter (Peter, a hermit who did not organize the Poor People's Crusade) claimed to have received divine revelation and obtained the Holy Spear. It boosted the morale of the Crusaders and defeated the invading enemies.

But later, after being tested by fire by the monks accompanying him, Peter admitted that he had forged the Holy Lance.

Just like other holy objects, no one knows who actually owns the real holy spear.

But now, Lothar decided to claim that the Holy Spear was in his hands.

In fact, he didn't lie. He could also use the Holy Spear in Jeanne's hand freely. The "Eternal Spear" Kungunir was the weapon of God Odin. There was no problem in being called the "Holy Spear".

As for burning at the stake?

He is no longer afraid of fire.

What's more, after this battle, he wanted to ask who would dare to burn him at the stake in the Holy Land.