The Sultan warriors believed that the people who were huddled in the front of the city were like rats falling into jars and had nowhere to escape. They arrogantly ordered a slave who knew the language of the mainland to go as an envoy to persuade them to surrender, promising that after paying for the property, the people in the castle could leave safely, but the people in the castle grabbed the slave, cut off his ears and fell down from the walls, expressing their determination to defend the castle in this way. The angry Sultan warriors were furious and immediately cut down trees to prepare siege weapons.

"Fulke, we have no knights and cannot resist the enemy's attack." The guard captain grabbed Fulke and said. In his opinion, if he could leave safely, it would be okay to hand over the little property he had left.[]

"Don't be stupid, my friend, do you think the sultan warriors will let us go? No, see, their flag." Fulk pointed to the green pennant flag floating outside the castle, among the sultan warriors.

"They are not Saladin's subordinates, but just a group of Seljuk mercenaries who took advantage of the situation. According to the tradition of the Seljuk people, after you trick us into opening the city gate, they will rush in and kill men with resistance, and then capture the others as slaves." The knowledgeable Fulk had long seen that these people were not Saladin's regular troops, they were just a group of Seljuk mercenaries. As for why they came here, it was not something that merchants like Fulk could understand.

"Well, let's stick to the end. I hope they will leave by themselves after they are convinced that they cannot conquer this castle." After hearing Fulk's words, the guard captain strengthened his confidence.

"Allah~~~~." After a long wait, the Seljuk mercenaries finally completed their rough siege weapons. After kneeling towards the direction of Yecheng, they stood up one after another, raising their scimitars high, and their dark faces were filled with madness of longing for land and wealth, and amid the shouts of "As far as the sacrificial voice"

Charge towards the castle like a wave.

"Longbowmen fire, kill them." Fulk and the guard captain opened their eyes wide and ordered the Kate people that these excellent archers from the Kate Kingdom Forest immediately pulled a one-man longbow with a bow made of excellent yarn, and fired a special sharp cone longbow. The arrow fell into the Seljuk crowd with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. This special longbowmen easily pierced the scales worn by the Seljuk people. The Seljuk people who were shot fell to the ground with a muffled groan, but there were too few longbowmen. Even if they kept drawing bows and shooting arrows, facing an army of more than 500 people, they could only say that they were dropping the bucket.

"Damn it, I've told the Count that he should dig a trench, but he never listened to me." The guard captain looked at the Seljuk who was approaching the base of the city wall and erected a simple wooden ladder on the top of the wall. He angrily pushed the long pole to the long ladder while complaining and cursing.

"Kill them." Fulk, among the guards, desperately stabbed the Seljuk man who had just climbed up the wall with his long sword. His crazy shouting was particularly loud in the noisy battlefield. The guards in the castle tried hard to shoot down the enemies climbing up the wall, and everyone in the castle who could move also picked up sticks and farm tools to join the battle.

"No, Fulk, we have too few people, what should we do?" The guard captain found Fulk who was fighting in the crowded crowd to go to his fellow soldiers.

"Populate the oil and wipe the sweat from his face, then look left and right, and see the oil tank on the castle's defense tower, which was prepared for the illumination of the fish fat oil at night.

"Okay, two people come.

"The guard captain waved his sword and followed Fulk to the tower. The two soldiers carried the oil cylinder and moved to the wall, and poured the oil under Fulk's command.

"Hey, what is this?" The Seljuk mercenaries who were climbing up the ladder were surprised by the oil coming towards them. The smell of fishy smell and the smooth liquid.

"Burn them to death~~~." Fulk ordered a longbow soldier who had lit the rocket after he took an arrow.

"Crack~~." The longbowman used two fingers to pull the longbow. Although his arm muscles were already strained due to the rapid shooting, he still gritted his teeth and persevered in order to survive, and the arrow was scratching...

After an arc penetrated a Seljuk mercenary who was climbing upwards. The fish oil on his body immediately burned when it hit the rocket. The mercenary noticed the fire behind him, and was frightened and shouted everywhere, asking for help. However, he soon turned into a fire ball, which caused a greater movement among his companions. The flames spread everywhere, causing chaos in the attacking team.

"These shits~~." The attacking commander, Seljuk mercenary captain Hesumu, looked at the miserable situation of his subordinates, clenched his fists in anger, and his beard with curly chin upturned due to the anger on his face.

"My master, are we still attacking?" Hesumu's subordinates asked carefully. They knew very well that this cold master,

How angry I was at this moment.

"Attack, attack, I will dig out the hearts and livers of the pagans in the castle and let the vultures hover over their castle." Captain Hesumu had never suffered such a great loss in his troops employed by Saladin. If he had not thought that Saladin would not allow himself to loot the city after conquering the city of Ye, how could he come to this remote island and try to take it for himself, but unexpectedly he encountered such a big nail.

"Yes, my master." Hearing Hesumu's ruthless words, all the mercenaries under his command hurriedly took them forward. Although the crowding made the soldiers even more chaotic, under the leadership of experienced veterans among the mercenaries, the walls on the castle gradually began to fall one after another, and Fulk, the guard captain and others were gradually forced to retreat.

"It seems that our fate is about to end here." Fulk used the sword in his hand to hold the spear of the Seljuk mercenary, and did not forget to tease the guard captain beside him.

"Ha, then you'll die as well." The guard captain said indifferently. He was originally a butcher in a county in the mainland. He was dissatisfied with the oppression of the nobles and chopped the nobleman who tried to force his wife into pieces. He was supposed to be hanged. However, when the Crusaders passed by, he had a sudden inspiration and shouted loudly that he wanted to join the Crusade Expedition to atone for his sins, so he escaped by chance. So he had already lived enough for him.

"Allah promises~~." Hesumu looked happily at the city wall gradually falling into his own hands. Soon, as long as he captured the city gate, he could swing all his troops into the castle. However, before that, he would wait patiently. There was nothing more important on the battlefield than his life. Although it was very refreshing to plunder wealth and strong women, Hesumu was able to climb to his current position alive by calmness.

When the guards in the castle started a fierce war with the invading pagans, blood dyed almost every brick and stone of the city wall, and the heads of the cut down fell down the city wall. At this time, a strange sound of trumpets suddenly came from the sea, which attracted everyone's attention. Someone turned around and saw a fleet of ships pouring out on the sea like magic.

"What's going on?" Hesumu also looked at the sea with curiosity. He didn't remember that there were still Sudan's troops to attack here at the same time. As the sea breeze blows, the fleet is getting closer and closer. What a strange fleet is this. It is not so much a fleet as a large ship tied together. The cross is flying on the flagpole, and the white canvas is also painted with black iron crosses.

"It's the crusaders, God, we are saved~~." Seeing the crusaders coming across the sea, the people in the castle cheered happily, while the Jierzhu mercenaries were ashen. They never expected that a crusaders would appear here, and the ships contained at least thousands of Fengshang soldiers.

"Damn it, retreat, retreat quickly." Although Hesumu didn't know why the Crusaders came across the vast sea instead of from traditional land, he would no longer think about this, because he knew very well that the appearance of this Crusaders could easily defeat him, so he left his subordinates barely and rode his horse towards his ship, and some flexible Seljuks hurriedly followed his leader.

"Sir, look, there is an island there, where we can dock to replenish fresh water and food." Baron Liugudi stood at the bow and said to Schwab.

"It's great, I finally saw the land. Wab said in a hoarse voice. His mouth was dry and his face was pale. This journey of sailing really left him with shadow. The two thousand people left at the departure because of shipwrecks, diseases and loss of direction. However, fortunately, the experienced navigators and crew prepared for Schwab by the sailors, they finally passed the terrible journey.

"It seems that there is a war on the island." Bald Otto saw the thick smoke on the island, the collision sounds of swords, and the buzzing voices of people, and he immediately judged.

"Is that island our island?" Schwab said to the navigator with a thirsty throat.

"Yes, Lord Earl, it is the territory of a crusade lord, but it is very peaceful there on weekdays. Why did wars go? Did Saladin's army attack here?"

The navigator said in confusion.

"Is that right? But it seems that they have not fallen yet. Send an advance force to see." Schwab ordered, and soon a fleet of 200 people leaned on the island, while the other fleets waited patiently. (To be continued!).
Chapter completed!