Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 463 - 243: The Tide of Events (Part 3)
But now he can’t provide any help either, and can only hope that the firepower of the Siegfried Tower is strong enough, that the town guards and militia are brave enough, and that after Captain Hog’s weakening, the enemy’s power is sufficiently diminished.
Just after encouraging Andreas, a new communication came through.
On the other end was Chelina’s voice.
"Sir, Adil has launched an attack."
"Where are you now?"
"I have left Gaza and am preparing to infiltrate the enemy camp."
Losa frowned and said, "Have you confirmed the target’s location?"
"Not yet, that’s exactly what I’m going to do next."
"Be careful, Nina. The Shadow of Darkness’s strength in Egypt is very weak and can’t provide you with any help. Your safety must be your priority in everything."
Losa advised her, knowing that compared to Kurs’s almost perfect stealth abilities, Chelina’s combat power was undoubtedly stronger, but in terms of stealth, he really had little confidence in her.
Moreover, the Casters of this world have all sorts of strange means, and even with the weakness of the Demon-Blocking Gold, they are still not so easy to deal with.
"I understand."
The voice on the other end was very calm, revealing no emotion.
"Furin misses you very much."
"So do I."
The other side was silent for a moment, then said, "I miss you too, please rest assured, I will return safely."
The communication was disconnected.
"Also misses you, huh, how sweet."
Anna’s teasing voice immediately followed.
To connect communications, it needed to be relayed through her, no important news could be kept from her.
Losa said somewhat helplessly, "Alright, I’m not in the mood to joke with you, thank you for taking the time to help during your busy schedule."
"You’re welcome, I can’t fight a war for you, but relaying a communication is not a problem. If you lose the battle, remember to come and join me, and I’ll arrange a good rank for you."
Losa couldn’t help but laugh, "Rest assured, I definitely will."
"By then you would look up to Anna’s Highness, and your Empress."
"Mm-hmm."
"If there’s nothing else..."
Anna suddenly remembered something, and said irritably, "Wait, remember to take care of Nishaya for me, I clearly told that silly girl not to go to battle with you."
Losa nodded and said, "Don’t worry, I will ensure her safety."
This time the communication was completely cut off.
Losa sat in his chair, let out a sigh, and after organizing his thoughts, walked towards the outside of the camp.
There was still a second duel today.
But compared to the war that was about to unfold at Gaza and Eira Port, this seemed like child’s play.
"I suppose Saladin is also waiting for news."
Losa’s expression was solemn, knowing that the confrontation on the main battlefield was like a scale with both sides constantly adding counterweights.
If either Gaza or Eira Port were breached, the morale of the Crusaders would be shaken.
The vassals of Transjordan and the soldiers would urge him to lead the troops back to rescue their territories.
Yet, Raymond and the others absolutely would not sit idly by and watch him leave.
The result would only be a compromise between both sides, quickly engaging in a decisive battle with the Saracen forces opposite them, and after victory, returning together with the army to provide support.
But during the confrontation, whichever side becomes anxious first, that side loses the initiative.
Even if Losa is not anxious, noble and willing to abandon his own territory.
The morale of the soldiers would still be shaken.
People would worry whether the Holy Land or their homeland might be attacked.
Let’s not forget, the gateway of Gaza is only a two-day march away from Jerusalem.







