Chapter 834: Moonie Night Assassination

Girami II, the great commander of the Knights Templar, rode on his precious Arab horse and walked slowly towards his residence. At this moment, his heart was still recalling the person he had just met.

"He seems to be the son of His Majesty Frederick II. He was beaten by the Aladdin Great in Palermo and then fled there. Why did he appear here? Is he going to be unfavorable to His Majesty Aladdin Great..."

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, guessing Henry VII's thoughts in his heart.

"He is a prince who has been deprived of his inheritance and has caused such a big deal in Palermo. I'm afraid he came to the Pope just to seek the help of the Pope. It seems that he has not been a day since he came to France, otherwise his Majesty would keep urging me to send troops!"

Thinking of these things, he felt that the oxygen in his head seemed to be insufficient. He reached out and took out his own pipe from his arms. Under such a bright moonlight, nothing was better than sucking a bucket of fresh air. With the fresh air and the rich and fragrant smoke, his head really turned around.

"No, with his strength, it is impossible to force His Majesty to send troops, but the situation in Italy..."

Although it was already late at night and the Knights Templar's station was far away from the small town, he didn't want to be too close to Pope Innocent IV, otherwise he would have been urged to join the war all day long.

In front of him was his guard, and the lantern in his hand emitted a distance of light, illuminating the nearby fields. He was not worried about danger, he was just worried that if he had been urging by His Majesty Innocent IV, it would affect the power of Girami II, the great commander of the Knights Templar. After all, a considerable part of this power came from the granting of the Pope.

At this time, with the light, you can see the light from the castle far away. The bright searchlight illuminated the vicinity of the castle, and the light columns swept around the sky, giving people some strange reverie. It showed the changes of the Knights Templar after returning from Arabia. At present, the Knights Templar purchased a complete set of weapons and equipment and many commodities from Zhao Fubo.

Although it cannot be denied that the Knights Templar suffered huge losses in the Arab Empire. However, the goods brought back were half a year earlier than the others. After these expensive goods were given to people, the Grand Head Girami II Dessonak was praised by the nobles, and at the same time, when sold, they made up for the deficit of the Knights Templar during the Arab Empire's war.

Therefore, Girami II, the commander of the Knights Templar, was satisfied with his current state. He did not want to fight Zhao Fubo's Great Song Yulin Army anymore. He knew very clearly that there was no possibility of victory.

"Ah, why did this Pope go against Aladdin? He is just here to open up a business path. As for helping Emperor Frederick II, he is his father-in-law, so it is naturally understandable. Now is the time to change the policy, which is a pity..."

The mouthful of blue smoke came out of the mouth of the great leader Girami II de Sonak, with a big beard. In this bright night moon, it brought him a bit of magic. But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

"Swoosh..."

A series of arrow branches, like raindrops, shot out from the black woods beside the road. It was not a branch, but a piece of arrow branches. This surprised the great commander Girami II, De Sonak. Although he was not afraid of death on the battlefield, he suddenly thought of something.

"Oh, I understand. That Henry came to take my life on His Majesty's order. This must be his man!"

Although I understood, the attacked teams were already in chaos. Although the knights were wearing relatively advanced armor from the Isle of Felec, the traditional European bows and arrows were entering through the armor at this time. However, the horses of the war horses had not yet been replaced with new equipment. Under the series and arrow branches, the horses were neighing sharply and fell to the ground.

"This must be what the Pope told them, our armor bows and arrows cannot penetrate!"

While thinking in his heart, the commander of the Grand Group, Girami II, De Sonak, wanted to leave with the speed of the war horse. But what he didn't see was that on the road ahead, a few ropes suddenly rose up on the road buried by soil. Then, because of being tripped, his horse neighed and walked downward.

Seeing him fallen, the knight who protected him yelled loudly!

"Protect the Grand Leader!"

Although the knights under him fell to the ground with the war horses, their light armor allowed them to get up quickly, pull out their swords, and fight with the assassins who rushed out of the bushes.

As soon as they fought, they found that they were not an assassin at all. In the past, assassins were wearing leather armor for easy action. However, these guys, wearing a full set of armor, were simply regular troops.

"snort!"

With a heavy voice, the long sword in his hand was swung. Compared with the swords used by Europeans, the power of the slashing sword is much greater. Whether it is stabbed or chopped, it is smoother than the long sword.

However, in addition to shields and swords, people who rushed out of the bushes also had a large number of long halberds and spears used by infantrymen.

"Ah, these guys don't care about the style of a knight!"

The guards of the Grand Commander Girami II De Sonak cursed in their hearts. Although they faced the crowds of enemies, they had no intention of retreating at all. They even waved the shining sword, as if the moonlight had already arrived in their hands.

The wooden pole of the long halberd was easily cut off with a knife, and the sharp swords intersected and collided to create sparks. As for the shield facing the axe blade that specifically breaks the armor, it shows that the wooden shield is about to be eliminated.

The confrontation of cold weapons is cruel, with the muffled groans and the thunderous cry of injury intertwined in this originally wonderful night. Although the Templars' performance was fearless, the large number of soldiers forced them to fight the most unfair battle among dense, grass-like spears, phlegms and sharp swords.

As the saying goes, heroes cannot withstand a group of wolves. When groups of fearless soldiers continue to rush out of the dark woods, the Templars have to wave sharp blades and retreat with their spears that block the thorns.

"Save yourself, leader of the group, you should leave here!"

The situation became increasingly critical. Girami II, the commander of the Knights Templar, waved his sword together with his subordinates and fought desperately.

Can he escape? This is a question!
Chapter completed!