In the Great Xia Dynasty, Lin Mo, who had transmigrated to become the son of the founding Grand Marshal, found his family suspected by the Empress. Their military power was stripped away, his fathe...
From the very beginning, Lin Mo's plan was to seize the Crusader's sacred relic: the True Cross.
The beliefs of Westerners on Earth are deeply ingrained.
Stealing the Christian's sacred objects would definitely motivate them to fight Lin Mo to the death.
Lin Mo's purpose was precisely this: to keep the Christians firmly tied to this place.
In such an arid desert, the Great Xia army, which has a system for exchanging water resources, would find it easy to defeat them!
For this reason, Lin Mo deliberately preserved a certain amount of faith points and made so many arrangements, all in anticipation of this opportunity.
The moment the three hundred heavily armored cavalrymen of the Tang Dynasty launched their charge, the Templar Knights guarding the True Cross trembled.
“They are Satan’s henchmen, heretics, devils!” a Templar Knight shouted. “They have come from hell to steal the relics that God left on earth.”
Knights Templar, take up your weapons and protect the True Cross.
God is with you.
Jerusalem!
The other Templar Knights echoed loudly, their eyes filled with intense killing intent.
Seeing this, Lin Mo dared not be careless.
The knights who were assigned by Bob Wyn to guard the relics of Christ were certainly not ordinary people.
"Come on, you heretics! Stop hiding there and come forward to face God's judgment!"
Lin Mo took a closer look and saw that they were three Templar Knights armed to the teeth.
The speaker's voice was like thunder, so loud that several Tang Dynasty Xuanjia cavalrymen who were close to Lin Mo felt their livers and gallbladders tremble and retreated.
Lin Mo's tiger-like eyes swept over them, and he let out a cold snort.
"Let you test my strength!"
The next instant, as if knowing his will, the warhorse beneath him began to gallop forward!
"Da da!"
The thunderous hooves of horses thundered, dust and blood mingled and flew, and the iron cavalry swept across the battlefield like a whirlwind. Lin Mo's warhorse galloped like the wind, its agile figure as nimble as a rabbit.
In this whirlwind charge, Lin Mo was like a sharp sword, piercing straight to the heart of the enemy. His warhorse was like lightning, weaving through the enemy ranks, each leap seemingly shattering the sky.
The lithe horse, like a phantom, carried Lin Mo into the enemy ranks. It only needed to run, and its master on its back would clear away all enemies in front of it!
Wherever they went, the enemy fell one after another, like fallen leaves swept by a whirlwind.
Lin Mo and his warhorse were like an invincible arrow, piercing straight through the Crusader army and carving out a bloody path.
Behind them, seeing Lin Mo so valiant, slaughtering their own troops like autumn leaves in the wind, the three temple members grew even angrier. They disregarded everything else and formed a triangular formation, wielding their spears as they charged toward Lin Mo!
Lin Mo's fierce fighting had already instilled fear in the Crusaders. Naturally, with the enemy's momentum weakening, the morale of their own troops would inevitably soar!
With roars of fury, thousands of troops charged in, and the chaotic flames of war burned ever more fiercely!
The three Templar Knights' hearts pounded like drums as they watched Lin Mo move through the crowd as if it were nothing, charging left and right with unstoppable force.
Such a valiant general, if he could join the Knights Templar, would surely be a dazzling figure like a knight commander.
Although the three of them were individually far stronger than ordinary Templar Knights, they were nothing short of weak in front of a fierce general like Lin Mo.
If he were to rashly step forward and fight Lin Mo at this moment, he would probably be defeated in just a few rounds.
This defeat meant the end of their lives.
Knights Templars value honor, and fighting three against one is a lack of chivalry.
But at this moment, in order to protect the sacred object, they could not care about anything else.
They had no choice but to attack together and kill Lin Mo in one fell swoop!
Having made up their minds, the three Templar Knights gripped their lances and charged fiercely at Lin Mo like tigers.
However, Lin Mo did not show the slightest fear in the face of this fierce attack.
As he brandished his war dragon, repelling the surging enemies one by one, he coldly observed the three Templar Knights. When he saw them pounce like a pack of wolves, he raised an eyebrow and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Your Highness, these men are coming with great force, and they are all Crusader generals. Shouldn't you..." a subordinate advised.
"Just these few small fry?" Lin Mo sneered. "Behold my divine might!!!"
In the eyes of the Regent of Great Xia, no words were needed from his subordinates; his burning fighting spirit was already blazing fiercely. A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips, and he rode his magnificent warhorse like a lightning bolt across the sky, galloping toward his target.
A fierce wind blew, causing the cloak to flutter in the breeze.
One man and one horse, like a phantom, flew across this war-torn land, the divine weapon that cleaved the dragon pointing straight ahead!
Within moments, the three Templar Knights had encountered Lin Mo. Facing this formidable enemy, the three dared not be careless in the slightest. One of them had already spotted Lin Mo's warhorse and was ready with his spear.
Their tactics were clear: one person aimed at Lin Mo himself, another blocked Lin Mo's flanks to dodge, and the third attacked the warhorse.
Instinctively, when faced with such an attack, the average person's reaction is to protect their own body.
But once Lin Mo dismounts, he becomes like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others!
Who can withstand this? Who can cope with it?!
Chivalry forbids them from attacking the enemy's warhorse, as it is considered extremely immoral.
But now, in the face of the true cross, they can completely abandon the so-called chivalry.
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