The entire field was silent and shocked by the unique battle trumpet of the Teutonic Knights. The Antioch people had long been used to the various slogans of the knights before the charge. Knights with strong religious concepts would shout the glory of God, and those who value family would shout the slogans of their own family. However, the Teutonic Knights had never heard of them before. Even Mamluk opposite him was stunned. However, when the Teutonic Knights were keenly holding maces and rushing their horses to fight with their shields, Mamluks immediately clamped their spear under their arms like conditioned reflexes, and urged the war horses under their crotch to fight forward.

Mamluk's war horses are sultan horses trained with excellent bloodlines. This horse has been cultivated by generations of war horse selection genes. It is not only tall but also has a strong weight-bearing ability. This allows Mamluks to wear chain armor all over their bodies, and also wear iron armor on their horses to run. Although Mamluks run much slower than Teutonic knights when they run, their dark chain armor slowly presses over with an unstoppable power.

"Haha, your knight's slogan is really strange. Is there any historical origin?" Earl Aruk was full of confidence in his Mamluk. He seemed to have seen the miserable situation of the Teutonic knights being knocked down by spears, so he teased and said to Schwab.

"Grass Mud Horse." Schwab knew the ridiculous guy's ridicule, and scolded Count Aruk in anger.

"Wrong?" Earl Aruk didn't know why Schwab suddenly shouted the battle roar at him. Just when he was inexplicably surprised, the battle between Mamluk and Teutonic Knights in the field had begun.

The Mulluks rely on their heavy armor to hit the Teutonic Knights with war horses to block the Teutonic Knights' charge. The Mamlluks are very clear about the combat methods of Western knights, which are nothing more than using the horse's charge speed and the impact of the carriage rifle to attack the opponent. Therefore, two Mamlluks stepped forward and blocked the Teutonic Knight's charge speed like an iron wall. The other three Mamlluks hid behind their companions and prepared to take the attack at any time.

"The Teutonic Knights surrounded them." Bald Otto shouted from his helmet. The Teutonic Knights scattered and fanned the Mamluks, blocking them with shields while approaching the Mamluks.

Mamluk did not expect that the Teutonic Knights would approach him. Their spear was immediately useless. The long-handled spear had to give up, so he had to throw away the spear and pulled out the scimitar to prepare for the battle immediately. After a while, the maces and scimitars of both sides flew up and down. The muffled sound of the scimitar hitting the shield. The Teutonic Knights' maces hitting the Mamluk's scimitar made many metal collisions. The sound of fighting in the entire competition venue made people feel suffocated. Both sides were extremely excellent warriors. Mamluk was selected as a warrior since he was a child, not to mention that they were used to fighting in such hot weather. The Teutonic Knights were well-trained and advanced and retreated properly. There was a sound of breaking the wind under the scrubbing of the giant mace. The bravery of the Pumenbruce from the Black Forest made the Antioch deeply understand this.

On the field, a Teutonic knight was accidentally chopped onto his left shoulder by Mamluk's scimitar. The knight screamed and bloody. The shield in his left hand slid down and fell to the ground. Two other Teutonic knights rushed forward to rescue.

"The Teutonic Knight is nothing more than this." The Duke of Bellason sat proudly in his seat, pointing his right hand at the venue and said to the nobles next to him.

At that time, the Duke of Bellason seemed to be too proud. The injury of his companions was extremely angered by the Teutonic Knights. They howled and threw off their shields and hit Mamluk with the mace in their hands. The Mamluks had to turn from offensive to defensive. The heavy mace had a small barb on it. The killing power of this barbarian was extremely terrifying. When a Teutonic Knight's mace scraped Mamluk's face, even Mamluk's chain armor mask could not save him. Mamluk screamed and covered his face. The audience with a slightly better eyes saw that his face was already bloody and bloody. Taking this opportunity, Bald Otto waved his mace and heard a dull sound. Mamluk fell from the war horse like a rag doll. His head fell like a smashed watermelon, and plasma flowed all over the ground from the sunken helmet.

Seeing his companion killed Mamluk also started to fight back in anger. The two sides fought from horse to the ground, and a melee was on the field. The Teutonic Knights became more and more brave under the leadership of the bald Otto, and gradually defeated the remaining Mamluk. At this time, the faces of the Duke of Bellathon and the Earl of Aruk became increasingly ugly. They did not expect the Teutonic Knights to be so powerful.

"Mr. Schwab, can you let these people go for life?" Queen Sophia endured the feeling of disgust and asked Schwab. When she heard the queen's words, the Duke of Bellathon and Count Aruk raised their ears. These Mamluks were their important warriors. It would be a waste to die here like this.

"I'm sorry Her Majesty, the Knights of Dun have no kindness to fight the enemy, and I can't help but shrugging, and said regretfully, sometimes bloody displays are necessary, and it must leave the Antioch nobles that the Teutonic Knights are not easy to mess with.

"Ah, the bald Otto stood on the ground lying on the ground. In front of Mamluk who had lost his ability to resist, he raised his mace and slapped Mamluk's head, ending their lives. The bloody scene in the field made the Antioch people stunned.

The Duke of Lasson stood up angrily and left the venue without saying a word. Earl Aruke glanced at Schwab and left immediately.

"Mr. Schwab, you have done too much." Queen Sophia reluctantly said to Schwab when she summoned her alone after the competition. The conflict between Schwab and the Duke of Bellathon was something Sophia didn't want to see. After all, one was the adoptive father of Little William, the other was an important vassal of the kingdom, and his own relative. These two made it feel like they could not choose.

"Your Majesty, you just need to be fair. I think this Bellathon Duke seems to be not respectful to you." Schwab not only cared about the Bellathon Duke, but the duke kept such powerful force and did not help the Duke Saladin, but brought Mamluk to the Antioch Castle. The purpose was really intriguing.

"The Duke of Bellason is just a little arrogant, but he is still loyal to the kingdom."

Queen Sophia said dismissively.

"I hope this is the case." Schwab knew the reason why he would not leave his relatives, so he stopped talking after he reached the end.

"But Count Schwab, your Teutonic Knight is really brave. If you have your help, we will definitely defeat Saladin." Sofia was very impressed by the Teutonic Knights. In fact, it is no wonder that Mamluk is the stable force of Saladin. If there is help from the Teutonic Knights who defeated Mamluk, this force will become a rare pillar of the kingdom.

"This is also our intention to come here. If you can, your Majesty hopes that you can send the Teutonic Knights to the south to serve the Duke of Frandel." Schwab said.

"Okay, after the game, I will draw an order to appoint you and your Teutonic Knights to support my uncle." Queen Sophia nodded in agreement.

Just as Schwab was discussing with Queen Sophia how to help Duke Frandel, Latina's subordinates were whispering to the ear of the leader Sahasin. She saw that Latina's gods had gone from plainness to seriousness and then angry. She suddenly stood up from the carpet, walked around the room for a moment, and then turned to her subordinates.

"Did you see it?"

"Yes, although the leader only lasts for a moment, he is indeed ours."

"Strange, I haven't received the task of assassinating the Antioch nobles recently? Who sent it?" Latina frowned. The current situation of the organization was a bit out of control. Although Latina is the leader of Sakhasin, a semi-religious and half-assassin organization like Sakhasin is actually divided into many factions. The leader of Sakhasin is just the strongest one. Could it be that other factions have extended their hands to their own organization?

"What should the leader do? Do you want to investigate?"

"No, don't worry about him, protect Queen Sophia, I'm worried that she will be attacked again?" Latina said after thinking.

"But why do we protect the Antioch?" his subordinates asked in confusion. Sahasin was a terrifying group of assassins, so they would not care about anyone's life or death.

"Hmph, if the Antioch Kingdom is annexed by Saladin, then we will lose one financial backer, so Queen Sophia cannot be in trouble." Latina knew the power of money very well. Isn't the reason why her organization can become the strongest in Sahasin because of inexhaustible money?

"There is also the leader, who seems to appear in Saladin's camp, and come to the battlefield. " His subordinates then reported to her.

"It's probably the masterpiece of some crazy priest. These idiots, Sahasin is a dancer in the dark and a poisonous scorpion in the desert. What can we do on the battlefield?" Latina knew that Sahasin had been closely linked to many religious organizations since its birth. This is also the darkest part of religious organizations. When excluding dissidents, it is the act of any priest who speaks kind words but uses a knife without hesitation.

"There is one more thing, I don't know if I should say it." The subordinate said hesitantly.

"Tell me."

"Yes, the destination of that Sahasin was actually the camp of the Duke of Bellathon. Did you say that the last attack by Queen Sophia was related to the Duke of Bellathon?" Voting for recommendations, monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation.)

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