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Dozens of pilgrims in this camp were too frightened to even run. Men, women, old and young all knelt down, staring at the blade of the masked cavalry, trembling like animals waiting to be slaughtered.

The cavalryman on horseback looked very satisfied and nodded. Then he chopped off the knife in his hand and knelt down. The old man at the front of the queue screamed miserably. His neck was cut off and he fell to the ground. Blood spurted out from behind him. There were people with pale faces all over their bodies.

Then the masked cavalry did not wipe the blood on the scimitar, but kicked the horse a few times leisurely, took two steps forward, and swung the sword again. A cold light flashed out, and the next pilgrim, who was still in his prime, seemed to have a wound on his neck. He was about to retract, but was not as fast as the cavalry's sword, and his head rolled down in front of his knees with a slightly stunned expression.

The third person to be killed was a woman with a child. The cavalryman did not feel any guilt, but shrugged his shoulders excitedly, and chopped the woman's shoulders and head into pieces as she begged for her child in front of the horse's hooves. The man was twisting and moaning on the ground like a dying snake, bleeding from the mouth, confessing while still begging for mercy.

The cavalryman, who looked a little irritated by this, turned his horse's head and threw the dying woman aside. He raised his knife and chopped down many people in the kneeling row, blood flying everywhere.

Over there, Diognis and the small group of cavalry led by him were fighting bravely with the oncoming Sagitians. The iron flail of the prison guard was as flexible as a poisonous snake, hitting two attempts in succession. The enemy cavalry who attacked him from both sides had their brains flying out, and then the guard held the flail level. In his hands, a straight line broke into the enemy's formation. Before the Sagitians could draw their bows and shoot arrows, they were shot down one after another and fell from their horses. The formation was in chaos - the Vadaritai cavalry behind Diognis also quickly formed their formation and galloped forward. Riding and shooting, he displays his proud combat skills that are not inferior to any prairie barbarians.

On the side of the camp, Stephen, Count of Blois, who heard the news and attacked, followed by the lancers and light cavalry from the new army, braved arrows and also intercepted them.

During the brief fight to the death, a Sagitus chief turned his horse's hooves, trying to use his incomparable flexibility to turn to the back of the prisoner, and then slashed the opponent with a knife - but Diognis skillfully used the iron flail to The tail end swung out sideways. The chief was caught off guard and hit the bridge of his nose. He threw the saber on his back and fell upside down dripping with blood.

More than a hundred Sargitus cavalry suddenly encountered such a tough and tough opponent. The team was cut into several pieces, and hand-to-hand combat was no match for the new army cavalry. Seeing that the situation was not going well, the remaining soldiers held their horses between their tails and relied on their mounts. He was so flexible and fast that he escaped without his life.

At this moment, in the temporary camp, the unbridled massacre by the masked cavalry was still continuing. He had killed most of the people in front of him. This group of people neither dared to resist nor escape, and would just kill without mercy.

It wasn't until the masked cavalryman saw the rout in front of him that he became a little panicked. He was holding a scimitar and holding the reins with his other hand, apparently preparing to escape with his companions.

The two children lay on the body of the woman who finally died and howled loudly. The masked cavalryman twisted his forehead. It seemed that he hated the cries of the two children, so he slashed at the children with his knife. One of the bold ones The child glared at the other party with the courage of a newborn calf - the child's world is simple, "You killed my mother", "You don't "One person and one horse", "We still have a dozen people alive here", the child could only think so much - so he roared and rushed towards the masked cavalry, and the blade hit the child's arm, But it was not a fatal injury. The child staggered, pulled off the kerchief of the cavalryman who was leaning down, and then fell to the ground.

Only then did the pilgrims kneeling on the ground see that the Sargitus cavalryman without the turban had a fair face, slender eyes, long hair, and no beard or Adam's apple. He was "clearly a woman."

But just now, the woman from this barbaric nation easily killed seventeen people without any resistance.

"Kill her!" Now the pilgrims saw that it was just a female prostitute in front of them, and they burst out with courage. They stood up one after another. The Sagitus woman who lost her veil actually shouted in horror, just like an ordinary woman, "She is nothing. Amazing!" The woman slashed her scimitar, but a pilgrim grabbed her arm and was unable to swing the blade. Then several people came up at the same time, dragged her off the horse and beat her to the ground. .

The woman screamed miserably as the two pilgrims raised their sticks and struck her on the forehead and right hand several times. The other pilgrims straddled her, hitting her with their fists, biting them with their teeth, and trampling them with their feet. It was the Sagetus woman's turn to scream for mercy. , using a Turkic dialect that no one understood, but no one paid attention to her. During the rain of beatings, her eyes were blown out, the corners of her mouth were torn, and the bones in her chest were all broken. Blood was spitting out of her mouth. His eyes turned white and he could only vent his anger.

Around her, Sargetus's rout rode past, but no one bothered to help her.

The emboldened pilgrim handed the woman's machete to the hands of the child whose mother had been murdered, and kept shouting in German, "Cut it down, chop it down, chop this barbaric pagan bastard to death."

The child held the machete and looked at the body of his mother who died tragically, and then at the nomadic woman under him whose face was covered in blood and extremely swollen. The woman's eyes were looking directly at him, as if she was begging for mercy. It's a provocation.

With a cry, the blade struck the woman's neck from the child's hand. Then the child was stunned for a moment, feeling the woman's blood and body still struggling to resist the blade, and then he panicked, made two puffs, and twisted. The hilt of the knife cut the opponent completely from the neck and chest...

The group of pilgrims who had calmed down from the chaos began to settle down in the Titicius army camp, but the situation was still tense because Merrick's elite army was facing off not far away and could attack at any time.

"Put my letter through the line of fire and deliver it to Gawain. Ask him to lead his army here quickly. Both sides will cooperate to defeat Merrick." In the coach's camp, Taticius asked Conrad and Guillaume to come here. He signed his name and seal on the letter, and then handed it over to the guard, with a sincere tone, "If nothing happens, Gawain's two brigades should be in Cabbage Valley, just southeast of Angras."

"Leave it to me!" Diognis carried the flail behind his back, and hung a bow and arrow, a fire sickle, a leather case, a sword and other miscellaneous items on his armor. He took the letter and hid it under his close-fitting robe, covered with two layers of clothing. Armor, and then bowed to everyone in the tent and said goodbye.

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The guard traveled at night, avoiding the enemy's light cavalry and heavy night patrols. He was as agile as a night owl. He was too familiar with the terrain and roads of the Sakarya River. In the evening of the next day, he rushed to Cabbage Valley and saw the well-organized camp under the red hand banner.

"Diognis, have you forgotten how you and Titicius abandoned me at the gates of Antioch?" Gawain, who was receiving the prison guard in the scarlet tent, held the letter and said with hesitation. Say these words. (To be continued ~^~)