In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Chapter 226 In the Name of Habsburg

In the face of powerful enemies, be fearless!

Ulm raised the lance he used for patrolling. The fleur-de-lis flag hanging from the tip of the spear fluttered in the wind, revealing a two-headed eagle that was about to fly.

Lothar gave them honors, titles, armor, weapons, and even miracles that gave them fighting skills.

In their hearts, they clearly understand one thing: if it weren't for Lothar, they might still be a small peasant soldier on the low wall now.

Protecting the weak is worthy of heaven's justice!

The hussars behind them all shouted in response.

Hussars, follow me!

shouted Ulm.

Otto looked at the tanned faces with a complicated expression, holding his head high and chest high, as if he was not about to die a generous death, but was about to enter a review field full of cheers and glory.

He opened his mouth but stopped talking.

What knights are worthy of admiration.

Maybe some of them don't have the title of knight, but they definitely deserve the title of knight.

Can I have such a brave and fearless knight following me in the future?

Otto lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

The hussars advanced slowly, gathering strength.

Ulm, the leader, was actually far less calm than he appeared.

This is not the first time he has led a team to fight. The opponents before him are just some desert bandits, bandits, and thieves. How can they compare with the well-equipped Mamluk cavalry on the opposite side?

Behind him, the sound of horse hooves sounded from far to near.

Otto's chest was printed with the coat of arms of a red standing lion, which was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight.

Ulm shouted in shock: Master Otto, it is very dangerous here. Please go back quickly.

Otto wore a linen veil and shouted loudly: A powerful enemy is at hand! What's the next sentence?

Ulm subconsciously added: Be fearless.

But Lord Otto, how can a noble person like you take risks with us?

Haha, I am a noble person, but you are the only ones who would look at me like this.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Otto's face.

The Habsburgs are just a small family. Compared with the illustrious big families of Welf, Hohenstaufen, Capet, and Babenberg, they are like country bumpkins.

What's more, even if the Franks are the monarch of a country, they have to fight in person.

Let me charge with you, Ulm. What would Lothar do if he were here?

Ulm was silent for a moment and said solemnly: If it were Lord Lothar, he would charge with us and lead us to victory.

Otto was silent for a moment.

This answer surprised him a little.

He has one head and two legs. Where do you have the confidence that he can lead a dozen cavalrymen to defeat an enemy that is at least ten times his own size?

But none of that matters anymore.

He took off the iron spearhead hanging from the saddle and replaced the old spearhead on the shaft.

This is actually not necessary, he just wants to relieve the tension in his heart through such actions.

After all, Otto never thought of himself as a brave knight.

Facing the blazing sunshine.

He said with a smile: I am definitely not as good as Lothar. All I can do is charge with you. I hope we can all go back alive.

In the name of Habsburg.

shouted Otto.

On high ground.

Zahn led a group of Mamluk cavalry and stopped in place.

He looked a little depressed.

In fact, Zahn didn't want to bring his precious remaining bodyguards to plunder the border territory of Ella Port.

No one knows better than him that these newly established villages have little to gain.

He also didn't want to fight Lothar again.

He even felt that the territory of the Sinai Peninsula was actually nothing that he couldn't give up.

What's in the Sinai Peninsula?

The north coast is okay, at least it is close to the Mediterranean Sea, the terrain is flat, and the planting industry and commerce are very developed.

But Raouf's territory is located in the south. Although it is also close to the sea, most of it is covered with mountains and plateaus.

In addition, the vast desert in the middle is full of sand, and there are also savage and unruly Bedouin nomads.

Those tribes and settlements make a living by herding sheep and camels. They are poor as hell, but many of them still worship the old gods and possess some strange and unpredictable powers.

Raouf can only say that these tribes are under restricted rule. Except for his core areas of control, he cannot collect any taxes at all.

Rauf has been blinded by his own ambition, he is too self-righteous!

If there is no powerful spellcaster that can restrain the opponent, what will happen even if there is a manticore knight?

Zain sighed softly.

Master Shemeier has left.

Although Raouf has recently recruited an evil old wizard from black Africa who wears a human bone necklace.

But he didn't think that this dark wizard could be compared with a powerful spellcaster with a great reputation like Master Shemel.

If this dark wizard really had the ability he boasted about, wouldn't he have been recruited by Raouf long ago and gone to Damascus to join Saladin?

There is a brotherhood between Rauf and me, but not much. They are willing to take me in. It's more because I still have value.

But if I lose more troops, this friendship will be wiped out. Therefore, this battle may not be won, but it must not be lost.

Zahn was very steady. Although the meaning of the raid was lost because of this, he didn't care whether he could plunder one or two border villages with little profit.

Look, sir!

That's the Frankish cavalry with wings.

The faces of the Mamluks showed expressions of humiliation and anger.

They were once defeated by this group of winged cavalry under the city of Alandre.

But have you ever been truly convinced in your heart?

Sir, it's time to avenge your shame!

We want to prove to you that the original defeat was not because we were inferior to them, but because those damn rabble blocked our way.

Falcon found no trace of the remaining enemies?

The falconer shook his head and said, No, this is the only cavalry group nearby.

Zain was silent for a moment, then waved his hand and said, “Then let’s get rid of them. It’s best if we come out this time and gain something.”

on the hill.

Dozens of Mamluks immediately drew their weapons without hesitation and galloped towards the hussars down the mountain, like a flash flood, with black waves coming.

Hussars, follow me!

shouted Ulm.

Going head-to-head with the enemy is the worst option.

Hussars are a very special cavalry team. They are hussars, an intermediate state between light cavalry and heavy cavalry. This makes them more maneuverable than the cavalry of this era, and their impact is not weak at all.

Their horses have no armor!

Shoot their mounts!

The Mamluks shouted, they were all elite veterans, and they knew the weaknesses of the Hussars very well.

But the speed of the hussars was obviously not something they could compare to.

Sparse clusters of arrows landed on their backs, none of which could hit.

Those slippery Frankish savages!

Momol, take people to the front to block their way.

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Otto worked hard to urge the horse. He was lucky that he did not put on the heroic scale armor on his mount because of his patrol mission, otherwise he would have fallen behind now.

These hussars are so fast!

They divided their forces.

Ulm's mood was extremely calm. He glanced back and said loudly: These sons of bitches want to outflank us from the front. This is our opportunity, get ready!

The terrain here is very complex.

The Sinai Peninsula is low in the north and high in the south. The Mediterranean coast is a low plain, and the south is a plateau and mountains.

This caused Ulm to suddenly lose sight of the hussars behind his pursuers after they rounded a hill in front.

They have nowhere to run, catch up!

shouted the Mamluk leader.

Perhaps Ella Port was once Zahn's territory, but that doesn't mean that the heavily armored Mamluk cavalry would regularly perform border patrols.

They were heavily armored cavalry, and the terrain here was more unfamiliar to them than the winged cavalry who had just arrived at Port Ella.

The dust raised by the horses' hooves hit the Mamluk leader's face, and he covered his eyes with his hands.

But when they rushed out of the smoke.

What they saw changed their expressions drastically.

I saw ten winged cavalry and Otto, holding lances, lined up.

Their formation was very loose, changing from the tight formation used by the Crusader Knights.