Chapter 581 Infiltration

Buhaira Province.

The Saracen army that marched out of Rashid City was like a winding giant python. The armor wrapped in black and white robes was the scales of the giant python.

Smoke and dust covered the sky, and flags were like forests. The flags embroidered with various colors of burning holy fire divided the black-armored army into several sections.

The entire marching team stretched for dozens of miles. Even if we waited for a day, I am afraid that these people would not be able to leave completely.

Obviously, if the baggage carriages, civilians, craftsmen and other civilians who did not need to go to the battlefield were counted, the number of Saracens was far more than 50,000.

Looking at this scene, Lothar frowned and said, "These Saracens have a high armor rate. They are worthy of being the elites under the command of the lords of all parties in Egypt. They really spent a lot of money to send their elites to Adil's account to listen to orders."

At least 30,000 of these 50,000 troops are elites of this era.

Overall, the armor rate is frighteningly high. Even the infantry in the Saracen army, which has never been taken seriously, are more or less equipped with lamellar armor, scale armor, and chain mail, and they are obviously trained to a certain extent, which can be seen from their march.

Hans said: "The Egyptian lords have been frightened by your continuous march. If you are allowed to gain a foothold in Semanud, the entire central and eastern delta will fall, and Upper Egypt and even Cairo will be exposed to your front.

In this case, even if there are many factions within the Saracens, they have to fully support Adil."

"Adil's goal is this. If he leads the army to resist as soon as we enter Egypt, the war will become his business alone. But once there is a chicken being killed, the interests of the monkeys are also threatened. The war becomes the business of all Egyptian lords."

The group was standing on a severely weathered pyramid ruins at this time, looking at the Saracen team from a distance.

Lothar said with emotion: "Regardless of the gains and losses of a city or a place, Adil is worthy of being a famous general who can leave his name in the annals of history."

What determines the ownership of Egypt is this decisive battle in which the main forces of the Crusaders and the Saracens are exhausted.

Once the Crusaders are defeated.

The territories swallowed up before will have to be spit out with interest, and even the Kingdom of Jerusalem will fall into crisis due to the lack of troops.

And once the Saracens are defeated, the courage of the Egyptian lords will probably be completely lost, and the sayings that "the Franks are invincible" and "the Crusaders are demons who punish the unfaithful with holy fire" will probably be more deeply rooted.

By then.

The Saracen nobles in Egypt will not be able to organize an effective resistance at all. They will either abandon their territories and go into exile, or simply change their ways and join the Franks.

And the Syrian territory that Saladin still holds will also become fish on the chopping board.

An Eastern Frankish Kingdom will be established, and the historical process of the entire world will change.

"Should we attack the enemy's supply line while they are on the march?"

Kou Ke Go, so can you?

Lothar glanced at Hans and said helplessly: "What are you thinking? The number of Saracens' light cavalry is far greater than ours, and they are fighting at home. What can we use to attack them?"

Although many of his knights and cavalrymen are good at riding and shooting, the risks and benefits of asking them to give up their heavy armor and go deep into the enemy's fortresses and the territory controlled by the fortresses to sneak attack the enemy's supply line are completely disproportionate.

Hans smiled awkwardly: "I took it for granted."

Lothar continued to explain: "Attacking the Saracens' supplies is actually not very useful. They pass through their own territory along the way, not the desert when we passed through the Sinai Peninsula. Even if they have no food or water, they can collect them on the spot. So, don't look at their large number, the supplies they actually consume are far less than you think."

If Saladin didn't have to consider the supply problem when attacking Jerusalem like he does now, Jerusalem would have fallen long ago.

Lothar took a deep breath and said slowly: "This will be a war that will be recorded in history forever."

If the number of people on both sides of the war spread to Europe, those princes and nobles who claimed to dominate one side would be shocked. Even in the entire European war history, the scale of this battle can be ranked first.

In the sky, loud eagle cries sounded, and groups of falcons flew away to gather intelligence. They flew over the heads of Lothar and his group, but ignored everyone.

Losa said, "Let's find a cave to set up camp, Cherinina, the next thing is up to you."

"Please rest assured."

Cherinina nodded slowly, with two blue swords on her waist. Just as she was about to jump down, she heard Losa's admonition: "Once you encounter a strong enemy, retreat to our side immediately, and don't be stubborn."

Cherinina smiled and said, "Please rest assured, although we are all from the Basilicata family, I am not like my grandfather who will forget everything when fighting."

Flynn stepped forward and stuffed a magic amulet into her hand: "I worked hard to make it these two days. As long as you crush it, a blood mist will appear, which is the most suitable for running away."

"Thank you."

Veneto scratched his head, hesitated, and said: "Granddaughter, listen to the adults and put your safety first."

Cherinina looked at him with some surprise, nodded, and jumped down without hesitation. Then, as if she had merged into the wind, she disappeared without a trace.

Lavinia stared at the scene with some curiosity: "Mr. Veneto is Miss Nina's grandfather?"

Basilicata is also ranked high among the upper wolf tribe, the father of Cerinina, and the chief of the tribe, Giuliano, has opened up a new world for the wolf tribe in the New World, and even the Axi family has returned in defeat.

Veneto straightened his back: "Young man, in your time, did anyone still know the reputation of my bloodthirsty wolf?"

Lavinia was stunned and looked at Losa with some embarrassment.

Losa said unhappily: "It's gone a long time ago. You are an antique from a hundred years ago. Who will remember you, not to mention your glorious deeds in the past. To be fair, there is really nothing worth talking about."

The last time he gave the task, this guy almost messed it up, and he didn't let Hans intervene-it's okay if you can solve it yourself!

Veneto shrank his head and dared not say a word.

He was not so honest at first. He was convinced only after hearing the glorious record of Losa in the previous battle record, in which he killed a wolf lord's inner guard and a team of the Yaxi family's liquidation team, and then lost to Losa in the competition.

Lavinia comforted him with a good temper: "I don't know Mr. Veneto's name, but your son and granddaughter have become important figures in the entire wolf clan. You must be a very powerful person to have such outstanding descendants."

Veneto couldn't help laughing and said: "The Bologna family is a group of profit-seeking and short-sighted merchants. I didn't expect that there would be a young descendant with outstanding vision like you. Not bad, not bad!"

Lavinia smiled awkwardly.

Although she had a good relationship with Cerinina and felt that she should treat Veneto as an elder, to be fair, she still felt that this guy deserved a beating.

Losa glanced at him and said, "Veneto, people who only know how to fight and kill and show off their bravery for a moment will not be remembered by others. The wolf tribe is not short of such people.

Veneto, in your world, after only a hundred years, few people still remember your name. But Giuliano, even if you are defeated and die, after another thousand years, someone will still hold up his banner."

Just like William Wallace!