br>After the city gate was broken, and when the crusaders swarmed in excitedly, the entire Jerusalem, the entire Fatima dynasty in Egypt, and even the entire Arab nation, the entire Islamic world were defeated.

The last ri arrives.

The rude soldiers kept rushing and slashing wildly, knocking the Islamic soldiers into treasures, and overturning the things related to the Prophets to the ground, then stepping on them, either falling in half, or throwing them into the fire to completely burn them. The Muslim soldiers cried wildly, while trying to regain the things and driving the Crusaders out of the city again. The two sides blocked the city gate and fought fiercely.

The Crusaders fought desperately, while the Muslim shield spearmen formed a solid front to defend. However, as the gap in the city gate became larger and larger, more and more troops were pouring in, and the Muslim soldiers gradually became a little helpless.

"The person who got the head of Saladin was the Prince of Jerusalem, who was conferred by Emperor Norman!" At this time, the Norman officers shouted again, regaining their spirits, and continuing to launch a fierce offensive on the other side. After hearing this, Zhao Haier was a little angry. The bargaining chips originally given to him by Egil! He also did what Egil said and helped Egil obtain Jerusalem. Therefore, he should be the one who should become the Prince of Jerusalem!

At this moment, Zhao Haier completely forgot what he thought before, wanted to bargain with Egil, wait for a price. Even in the end, he carried out the task, and did so because he was forced by Egil. He only remembered Egil's treason and ignored what he did. While muttering to himself, "How can those who do big things be ungrateful?" he ignored his identity as a rebellious boy.

But this doesn't matter. If the city of Jerusalem is broken, then there will be nothing he has done. When the Norman spies report his performance during this period, let alone the Prince of Jerusalem. Whether Egil will save his life is still a bit different. Just as he thought, it's wrong, maybe a little worse than he thought. Egil has been in a bad mood recently. The tyranny index must be higher than normal...

"If that's the case, then cut off Saladin's head!"

At this moment, Zhao Haier also figured out that he and Egil had a theory and discussed topics such as being honest in life. That must be to look for si. In this case, for fame, wealth, and great piety, he could only seize Saladin's head!!

Zhao Haier became enlightened, then he called his subordinates and rushed towards the city where Saladin was.

However, like him, many people have dreamed of making a name for themselves. Soldiers, knights and nobles from European countries all want to use Saladin's head to exchange for their glory and wealth in the second half of their life. Zhao Haier's competitors are not expected. Moreover, his appearance and outfit are easy to cause misunderstandings.

Many crusaders who didn't know Egil's plan or knew it, but simply pretended not to know it and launched an attack on Zhaohaier, which made Zhaohaier very passive. At the beginning, he thought of the other party to explain loudly, saying that he had abandoned the darkness and turned to the light and became the subordinate of the Norman Emperor. However, he ignored another problem, that is, he and his subordinates only speak Arabic, and most of the crusaders were Europa. So...

"I vaguely felt like I had forgotten something..." At this moment, seeing that the situation of the war had developed was in its favor. Egil chuckled and got off the stairs and surrounded by a group of Norman Knights, preparing to enter the city of Jerusalem. At this moment, he vaguely remembered something, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

"Forget it, since I can't remember it, it's not an important thing." Egil chuckled like this and stepped onto the horse and headed towards Jerusalem.

"It's time! Should I just want to be here?!" Zhao Haier shouted in anger, unwilling to give up. He originally thought that he was working, but he didn't expect that he would eventually die in such an unreputable way. It was so ironic!

At this moment, Zhao Haier and dozens of followers around him no longer dared to attack the closely guarded Saladin's location. They stopped, gathered together on their backs, forming a small semicircular array, and survived with difficulty under the attack of the crusade soldiers. A small number of dispersed Arab soldiers also leaned towards them for unknown reasons. At this time, there was no factional dispute. One step back was si. Therefore, Zhao Haier and his subordinates did not attack these Arab soldiers who took the initiative to rely on. Of course, this also gave the crusaders an excuse to attack him.

"That, isn't that Zhao Haier? Why did he attack the Crusaders?! Has he changed his mind again?"

At this moment, some Norman battlefield assassins who knew the inside story saw the battle between Zhao Haier and the Crusaders. However, they had no good impression of Zhao Haier, and they did not rescue Zhao Haier as soon as possible. Instead, they directly reported the situation to Emperor Egil.

At this moment, under the protection of tens of thousands of crusaders, His Majesty successfully climbed to the city of Jerusalem. The emperor, wearing shiny armor and looking like a god, looked across his sword, squinted his eyes and pointed his fingers in front of him, and said a truth and nonsense.

"This is Jerusalem?"

"Yes, Lord, the kingdom of heaven on earth and on Jerusalem, the knights answered next to Egil.

"Not good, God." Egil looked at the countless smokes and devastated appearance, and almost said this sentence with a grin. Of course, before saying it, it turned into a soft voice: "Defiled."

"Indeed, although this is indeed the kingdom of heaven on earth, it is a kingdom of heaven defiled by pagans. This is just the purging of God, your Majesty, that you have brought, the flames of God." Someone next to Egil said.

At that time, Emperor Norman was stunned. Many of his knights and subordinates were either literary or martial. They were good at flattering but were all amateur level. I really didn't expect that there were such flatterers around me to be promoted later. Which emperor would not have a few flatterers around me? The emperor was in a very good mood at this moment, and he was happy with the eyes. So when he thought about it, of course, this does not mean that the guy had good luck. When Egil was angry, the civil servants and military generals around him could not easily kill them. Then such dispensable guys would probably become his punching bag.

In fact, before this, there were indeed a few legendary slander around Egil, and in the end they were all such a high-risk profession.

However, when Emperor Ei turned around and saw the guy with a high level of flattery, he was in a state of no good mood. He was standing next to him, and his smile seemed to be like millions of trumpet flowers, but he was Eige's enemy, King Philip IV of France.

"Ha, hehe,"... the words are so serious. If there were no one and no nations to work together, how could I achieve such a contribution?" Although I wished I could draw my sword and stab him, I still smiled on the surface, as if the relationship between him and Philip IV was very good. Egil chuckled and patted Philip on the shoulder, then turned his head, took out his telescope and looked left and right, and soon discovered that Saladin, who was holding up the sword of the Holy Sage, was still fighting under the escort of hundreds of elite armored spearmen and Egyptian guards, held the sword of the Holy Sage high.

"I haven't si yet. I'm really a destiny." But what is he still insisting on? In this moment, he either retreated to the city and continued to resist based on the urban terrain.

Either Feng Qian abandons everything and takes her confidant to break through to the Arabian Peninsula, he is here to support him. Do you really want to do this?"

In fact, it was not much different from what Egir said. At this moment, Saladin saw the city of Jerusalem breaking down, and when he thought about the news he had received before, Egypt and Syria were in danger, the Palestinian region was also lost this time. The entire Fatima dynasty was almost destroyed. The desert king suddenly felt like he was completely lost. He had been fighting for half his life, expanding territory, and his glory and wealth were eventually gone...

At that time, Saladin was anxious, holding up the sword of the Holy Sage with his left hand and waving a scimitar with his right hand, looking like a crazy beast who chose people and devoured him, as if he wanted to fight here.

"It's really... I really didn't think about letting you si here."..." Although Saladin's clothes were desperate, the group of Arab soldiers next to him were also red in his eyes. However, as the general trend was, these Arab soldiers were like small boats under huge waves, and were about to capsize in a blink of an eye!

Egil sighed secretly in his heart, but it was not for the bleak end of a generation of heroes. Instead, he didn't want to fulfill his previous promise and cut off Saladin and gave him the title of Prince of Jerusalem?! It's a joke?! This is not the case when doing business. What's more, Egil wanted to drive him to Babylon and let him serve as a shield for himself during the Mongol invasion of the west.

However, looking at this form, it seems that Saladin is not difficult to do. All Egil can do now is to pray secretly. A idiot who is incompetent and will be his mercy to chop Saladin to become his puppet. At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed through the crowd, and then a beast-like roar was heard. In the public eye, Saladin's head disappeared under the protection of hundreds of elite Arab soldiers!

"What's going on?" Next to Egil, Philip IV was so surprised that he couldn't stop talking. He turned his head, but saw Egil with extremely good eyesight frowned."

(To be continued)
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