Seeing Lin Mo's hundreds of Imperial Guards charge into the formation like a hot knife through butter, Bob Win trembled with fear.
"Protect His Majesty the King!" the Crusaders shouted. "Knights Templar, protect your King!"
Although they couldn't understand each other's languages, Lin Mo could guess what the enemy was shouting.
“Even Jesus can’t save you, I’m telling you!” he laughed. “The one in the gold mask is Bob Wynne, capture him alive!”
It must be said that the Templar Order is renowned on Earth because its combat power, responsiveness, and execution capabilities far surpass those of ordinary troops.
Upon seeing Bobwin in danger, the two grand masters of the knightly orders reacted almost simultaneously.
"Rescue His Majesty the King!"
At a single command, both knightly orders adopted a suicidal tactic, leaving half of their knights to cover the rear in a suicide attack. The other half of the knights turned their horses around and rushed back to provide reinforcements.
Seeing this, Xu Chu held the reins in one hand and confidently waved the whip at Lin Mo with the other.
"My lord, go ahead and do it with confidence. Leave these scoundrels to me, Old Xu!"
As he spoke, he led his cavalry to meet the enemy, following the tactics Lin Mo had already devised.
Xu Chu didn't need to annihilate the knights of the two major knightly orders, or even to win.
All he had to do was intercept the cavalry of the two major knightly orders, buying Lin Mo time to capture Bobwin alive.
With Xu Chu blocking their way, Lin Mo led the remaining five hundred Imperial Guards, their killing intent palpable, as they continued to break through the Crusader's defenses.
The sound of horses' hooves thundering across the earth echoed across the vast plains, stirring the very soul. The shouts of the warriors were even more fierce, like a violent storm, soaring into the sky and shaking every corner of the world.
The Royal Guard, sweeping in from the West, clashed violently with the Crusader's red iron torrent at this moment.
Two powerful forces intertwined, as violent as a volcanic eruption, instantly stirring up waves of dust and hot blood, turning the entire battlefield into the color of blood and fire.
Despite being clad in heavy armor, the Imperial Guards did not lose their mobility.
On the contrary, their impact, speed, defense, and attack power are all superior to those of the Crusaders.
More importantly, the Crusaders, the adversaries of Great Xia and Bob Wynne, were essentially a desperate force.
In contrast, consider the Great Xia.
Although the Imperial Guards numbered only 500, they were an elite cavalry force that had never been defeated.
"I hereby decree that you may slaughter indiscriminately today!" Lin Mo shouted. "Kill them all!"
With Lin Mo's order, all the Imperial Guards were immediately filled with killing intent!
Their eyes had all turned blood red.
Warhorses neighed, and warriors roared.
When two strong men meet, the stronger one wins; when two strong men meet, the brave one wins.
The result of the collision was immediately apparent: the Imperial Guards coming from the west were knocked back like grass and trees in the wind.
In just one encounter, a large number of the Crusaders were cut down.
However, the Crusaders did not collapse as a result.
"Protect the King!"
They shouted and then used their flesh and blood to block Lin Mo and the Imperial Guards.
"Get out of the way!"
"Die, all of you!"
The endless hordes of Crusaders before him fueled Lin Mo's growing rage, while the Imperial Guards behind him were also bloodthirsty.
Looking around, what came into view of the battlefield at this moment, besides the corpses scattered all over the ground, were several thousand Crusaders who were ready for battle.
Bob Wynne's gaze swept across the battlefield, and his breathing grew heavier.
In a moment of inattention, he saw Lin Mo's warhorse trample over the corpse of a crusader.
A gentle breeze ruffled his hair, the blood on his face had congealed, but his eyes kept flashing, and a strange smile appeared on his face!
"Why...why does he have that expression?" Bob Win wondered.
Just then, Bob Win suddenly realized that Lin Mo's plan seemed to be...
"Oh no! The Great Xia people's target isn't me..."
In a moment of astonishment, Lin Mo raised his Dragon Slayer sword high, cleaved the head of a Crusader in front of him, and then suddenly turned his horse around and charged to the other side.
On that side lies the sacred object in the hearts of all Crusaders, and indeed, in the hearts of all Christians: the True Cross.
The True Cross is one of the sacred relics of Christianity, believed to be the cross on which Jesus Christ was crucified.
It is one of Jesus' relics.
In Christian tradition, the True Cross, as a symbol of Jesus' redemption of mankind, holds extremely important symbolic significance.
During the Crusades, Crusaders regarded the True Cross as the source of their fighting power.
Seeing this, Bob Wynne was completely stunned.
With the main force dispatched, the number of Crusaders guarding the rear was limited.
Currently, the number of Crusaders guarding him is less than 10,000. With this force, he can protect himself from being killed or captured by Lin Mo and hold out until the knights of the two major knightly orders come to his aid.
But if we divide our forces to protect the True Cross...
Then King Bobwin of Jerusalem was in danger.
The current situation is just like a joke from Earth's past: save the big one or the small one!
After a brief hesitation, Lin Mo, wielding the Dragon Slayer, rushed to the side of the True Cross, a Crusader relic.
Just then, a loud shout rang out: "Damn heretics, what audacity you have! You've killed so many of my Christian warriors, yet instead of fleeing back, you try to steal my Christian relics."
Since you are so reckless, I will destroy you in the name of God!
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mo slightly raised his chin and looked ahead.
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