"What is this?!" A Czech nobleman from Bohemia exclaimed. When he saw that the area three meters away from this array was completely covered by the other party's arrow clusters. This soft sand was covered with thousands of feather arrows! The nobleman felt that it was as if the ground was rising from a thin air. The dense feather arrows seemed to be able to walk for people!

"Allah!!!"

At this moment, Baibls' second round of charge was ready. The energetic Egyptian heavy cavalry shouted at their wise and omnipotent name of Allah. They rushed towards the shaking German array with a storm!

"God..." Many German soldiers wailed in despair, while more people collapsed. They ran behind their previous words, threw down their weapons and ran away. With extremely low morale, this remaining square formation almost did not work, and was defeated by Baibls' charge and blood spilled in the desert.

This was the only resistance that Albert's army made in this battle that barely seemed to be a little bit. Other places, the German soldiers either fled in scattered like frightened wild deer or surrendered like cowards. And before the war was over, the surrendered soldiers did not receive the treatment they deserved. They were still excited, with red eyes, and the heads were cut off by the Arab soldiers. Blood flowed and spread, dyeing the entire stream red.

In the end, the war ended with the victory of the Arabs' absolute advantage. A total of 16,000 Arab cavalry defeated the Germans two to three times their number. Both Zhaoheer and Baibers were satisfied with the battle - both of them obtained sufficient numbers of pagan heads and prisoners. They gained great achievements and increased wealth. German arms and supplies also used as trophy, which made the Arab soldiers' pockets full.

The only drawback is that neither Zhao Haier nor Baibls could get Albert's body - the unlucky emperor, who was eventually found by a shepherd, was found downstream of the stream by a sheep-herder - the body was gnawed by a desert wolf pack. Half of his face had disappeared. If it weren't for his clothing and armor, he wouldn't recognize this rather down-and-out corpse, which was Albert II, one of the three emperors in the continent, the ruler of the Holy Roman Empire.

The results of this battle are ultimately difficult to count - when Albert sent troops to the holy land, he brought 45,000 soldiers. However, after breaking with Egil, some Austrian and Bohemian soldiers had not yet landed. Therefore, the number of troops led by Albert when he headed south should be less than 45,000. However, the Arabs insisted that their defeated enemies had at least 50,000. The two generals, Zhaohair and Baibers, had more than 10,000 heads and feet, and more than 20,000 prisoners of war. Such a record may also confirm the statement of Egypt...

"It shouldn't be that many?" Egil knocked on the table and looked at the Arab messenger opposite him with a rebellious expression, as if he had already won. In this way, the Norman Emperor was a letter written in Arabic, full of compassion, written by Saladin of the Fatima Dynasty.

"The Germans should be about 35,000 to 40,000. In addition, a small number of spontaneously organized crusaders and refugee troops, as well as idiots from other countries... Well, it's hard to say that there are so many. The 400,000 army suddenly became one-eighth. This is really, really—it's no big deal." Egil shrugged, then threw the letter next to him, looked at the Arab envoy with a big beard and asked, "So, your master Saladin, is he here to retreat my army?"

"That's it." The messenger raised his head proudly: "Although the victory over your evil and blasphemous army is as simple as tearing apart the thinnest cloth for the warriors of Allah. But my master, Saladin, is the most merciful monarch in the world. He does not want to see too much blood and sacrifice. Therefore, this merciful monarch gives you a chance. Quickly, quickly, clamp your tail and flee. In this way, you can save your life-"

"——Put a ponytail into his anus—Remember, make sure to clamp him. Leave some other marks for him. Be more artistic and throw him out after you have done it." Egil interrupted the messenger impatiently and ordered.

"Allah is above - you pagan devil - um, um!!!" Hearing Egil's insulting behavior, the Arab messenger blushed in anger. He had just cursed and stepped forward, trying to fight Egil's desperate efforts, but was pressed to the ground by the two guard knights on both sides. He broke his arms twice, and then he broke his jaw bone with one punch. He dragged him out. Then, he heard a vague scream outside...

"Really, what does Saladin think of me as? Idiot? Did he think I came here for a public tour?" Egil complained, shook his head, snapped his fingers and asked Sonia, who was standing next to him to add a glass of lemon juice with ice.

On the afternoon of January 4, 1006, Egil rejected Saladin's peace letter. He treated the messengers sent by Saladin in an extremely "artistic" manner. This made the originally tense situation between the two sides even sharper. Egil's actions finally shattered Saladin's last bit of luck.

"At least this person is not as sinister as imagined... Saladin thought this way: at least he hasn't made any superficial peace talks and mobilized the army behind his back." After hearing about Egil's actions, Saladin inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself: At least in this way, there is no need to worry about choosing his future. I have been forced into a desperate situation by a madman and hundreds of thousands of troops under the madman. There is no other way to choose a way other than combat.

On the same afternoon, Egil took advantage of the abuse of the envoy and Albert's defeat and death, and announced his uprising to go south to seek revenge for the revolutionary pioneers, his best friend, comrade, brother Albert, and his loyal German soldiers. When King Charlie beside Egil reminded in a low voice, "There are more than 20,000 German soldiers captured." When such a thing was just a confused voice, it seemed that he really didn't know the same answer:

"Hey? Are you sure? Are they all dead?" (To be continued.
Chapter completed!