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Chapter 4 The Heart of a Lion Chapter 54 The mantis stalks the cicada

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    Chapter 54 The mantis stalks the cicada

    The Sahasens are a mountainous tribe living in the northeastern part of the Sultanate. The climate there is hot and dry, and almost no grass grows in their territory. This has also developed the strong character of the Sahasens. They often draw swords against each other when they disagree. Therefore,  It also became a good place for the King of Sultan to recruit soldiers. However, some Sahasans who had been serving as soldiers for a long time started thinking after seeing the colorful world outside. After they retired, they returned to their hometowns to fulfill their desires.  The young men who make a living organize themselves into teams of mercenaries, and join the side that is willing to pay during the war to obtain benefits and money.

    The mercenary group led by Shadar is a free mercenary group that has been fighting for many years. Therefore, most of the members wear a variety of armors, ranging from half-length Sudanese scale armor to Western block iron armor. It can be said to be diverse.  The weapons in their hands ranged from spears to cross swords. These weapons of the Sahasans were obtained on the battlefield. When they just left their impoverished hometown, they had nothing but a stick and rags.  Yes, if you want good equipment, you must survive the battlefield. Gradually, those who are not suitable for the battlefield will be eliminated, and gradually only the strong will be left.

    "Lean over, avoid those fools, and let's penetrate through the gap." Shadar waved the sword in his hand, keeping his body as short as possible to make his target smaller. The Antiochian's crossbow and arrows were hitting  Flying overhead, Sudanese soldiers were shot and killed from time to time.

    The Sahasans smiled ferociously, and like their mercenary captains, they quietly approached the Antiochian camp with their own weapons. When dodging the arrows, these cunning Sahasens displayed their own skills and agility.  The people would dodge arrows left and right, just like loaches in the river, but those strong Sahasans didn't care about the arrows flying to their heads. They grabbed the Sudanese soldiers beside them and used them as shields. This behavior  The Sudanese officer was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do about it.

    "Come, heretics." The Antioch knight was dancing with his sword covered in blood. The Sudanese soldier who fell under his sword was already the tenth or eleventh. He could not remember clearly. He only knew  Mechanically swinging the sword in his hand.

    "It looks like you are having a lot of fun." At this time, a Sahasen man appeared in front of the Antioch knight. He had dark skin and wore a close-fitting small scale armor. He held a scimitar  Resisting on his own shoulders, he looked at the fully armed knight in front of him with provocative eyes.

    "Well, you despicable infidel." The knight held his sword with both hands. His shield was broken during the attack with a Sudanese soldier, so he discarded the shield in time, but there were too many enemies and the camp  The defense line is simply not manned enough.

    "That's why I hate knights the most." The Sahasen man launched the attack first. He wielded his scimitar and slashed at the knight. Although his stature was not as tall as the knight, his arms were powerful. The knight held the sword and kept resisting.  Scimitar Attack.

    "Well, damn heretic." The sound of the knight's sword colliding with the scimitar kept ringing. Although the Antioch knight wanted to attack, the knight in chain armor moved slowly, sacrificing speed while defending his whole body.  The price is high, and the Sahasen's armor is very simple, which is why they know that speed is what guarantees their lives.

    "Oh." The knight's barrel helmet blocked his sight. He did not see another Sahasen sneaking past him. He suddenly threw a rope with stones tied at both ends. The rope trapped the knight's feet.  The knight fell forward and fell to the ground. Two Sahasans suppressed the knight, and then a thin short sword was inserted through the gap in the knight's armor. Blood flowed from the vital parts. The knight struggled violently for a moment and then stopped moving.

    The Sahasans were not honorable soldiers. They used the simplest and most direct way to deal with their enemies. The Antioch knights were attacked by the Sahasens. Their despicable and shameless attacks caused many knights who were still used to fighting with honor to lose their lives.  .

    "Attack, attack, we are almost done." Shadar commanded his mercenaries and attacked the Antioch camp in a plundering manner. Shadar looked at the flag of Duke Flanders erected in the center of the camp.  , after the Antioch knights were defeated, it seemed to be very easy to attack there. Shadar had decided to take the old Duke's head, and then give Muhalder a good sum of money.

    "Oh, oh." The Sahasans excitedly rushed towards the central camp with bloody swords, and the Sudanese soldiers followed behind them. The Sahasans were like a sharp knife stabbing into the heart of the Antioch camp.  .

    There is also a picket fence outside the central camp. The thin defense is like a woman's dress. The Sahasen mercenaries believe that as long as they touch it lightly, the "woman" can only lie on the ground and let them perform their functions.  So powerful that many Sahasen mercenaries even entered the central camp first.His companions kicked down the ditch.

    "Look, boys, this is a sure-win deal." Shadar held his sword proudly and looked at the charging Sahasans beside him. After completing this deal, he might be able to buy a manor.  No longer having to live a life of licking blood with a knife, Shadar gasped and looked forward to his bright future.

    "Boom, boom~~~." Suddenly some strange objects were thrown from the camp. The objects thrown outside the camp sparkled and made explosion sounds, causing commotion and fire among the Sahasen and Sudanese soldiers.  It exploded in all directions, and the people covered in fire howled and rolled to the ground, setting the people nearby who were trying to put out the fire on fire.

    "Prepare to project~~~." In the camp, some tall soldiers wearing strange clothes kept throwing lit clay pots into the attacking Sudanese crowd.

    "It's strange that this is not Greek fire. What is this?" The war horse under Muhald's crotch made an uneasy snort due to the violent crackling sound. Its hooves kept digging at the sand on the ground. I had never seen anything like this before.  The faces of the Sudanese officers who were armed were ashen.

    "Your Majesty, Count Schwab's grenadiers blocked the enemy's attack." Duke Flanders stood under his own flag in uniform. Besides his vassals, he was holding a gun in his hand.  The grenadiers throwing clay pots are the last line of defense left by Schwab to ensure the safety of the Duke. There are not many grenadiers and Schwab has never used them. Except for the arquebusiers, this is the Schwab.  Wabu's last trump card.

    "But the number of grenadiers is too small, and they can't stop the heathens at all." The vassals held the swords in their hands nervously, watching the grenadiers fighting bravely to block the sea of ??enemies, throwing  Bullets kept exploding in the crowd, and they were surrounded by the howls of enemies. They seemed to be in purgatory.

    "We are going to be finished." The pressure of being surrounded by enemies caused the vassals to speak incoherently. Although the sun above their heads gave off scorching heat, the vassals felt cold all over their bodies.

    At this time, something unexpected happened in the attacking Sudanese army. The Saracens as the vanguard suddenly began to retreat. They did not listen to the Sudanese officers' scoldings, turned around and fled to the rear without hesitation.  The Tik soldiers took this opportunity to regroup and regain the lost position.

    "No, oh, no, damn Shadar, I will hang him, I will chop off his dirty head." Muhald looked at the failure caused by the retreat of the Sahasens, and the Sudanese soldiers saw  Even the unstoppable Saracens were defeated, and morale inevitably declined. Muhalder was about to break through the Duke of Flanders' camp. At this time, it was like a pair of men who were already in high spirits.  When a man and a woman are together, when the man has seen the woman naked like a lamb in front of him, spreading her legs, when he enters, he finds that he is impotent and uncomfortable.

    "Sir, what should I do?"

    "When the Mamluks attack, bring me the Duke's head immediately. I know those mercenaries are unreliable." Muhald said angrily, he had already given up.

    "Mamluk attack~~~." The Mamluks, men and horses wearing heavy armor, roared straight towards the camp with the sound of heavy horse hooves. The Sudanese soldiers who collapsed along the way gave these elite soldiers  Get out of the way, while the Mamluks held their spears and didn't even look at the soldiers.

    "Boss, will Lord Muhalder blame us for retreating like this?" The Saracen mercenary curiously asked Shadar, who had given the order to retreat, but Shadar retreated to the rear nonchalantly.

    "Hmph, how can it be possible to make us work hard for so little money? That strange thing in the Duke's camp is really scary. It killed a large number of people. It would be too bad if we lose our troops here." Shadar was thinking in his mind. He knew that as long as he had a hand in his hand,  With soldiers, Muhard would not do anything to him. If all his soldiers were lost here, I'm afraid his head would be hung on the city wall.

    In the canyon, the Templar Knights finally saw that Muhalder's Mamluks had been dispatched. Lei Ruo immediately ordered the Templar Knights to get ready. They mounted their horses, clenched the carbines wrapped with colorful ribbons in their hands, and waited patiently.  Following the orders of the Grand Commander.

    "The Templars attack, charge towards the pagan generals~~~." Lei Ruo raised his sword high, struck the horse's belly with the spur of his heel, and galloped forward. Behind him was howling.  The Templars, they raised their carbines like a forest, and a torrent of steel composed of Templars rushed towards the place where Muhalder's flag was. It was really a mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind.

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