The autumn wind in October blows across the valley, bringing a little chill and silent chill. The two knights, one old and one young, talked a little more, and then took their men and captives to the water source upstream. When everything was settled, the Venetian cavalry squad set foot on the way back to the northeast again.

The way home is the valleys and streams among the mountains, and the dry land far from the streams. Along the way, deserted farmland and burned Moorish villages can be seen everywhere.

The continuous and towering Sierrade Baza Mountains (Sierrade Baza) undulate in the sight of everyone. The peak of the highest mountain range is the more than 2,000-meter-high Santa Barbara Peak (; desantabarbara). The source of this name is one of the fourteen saints of Christianity, the "white ballet" in ancient Rome, St. Barbara. The worship of her is actually more common in the Orthodox Church.

As for the Moorish name of this mountain, no one in the team knew it, and it was not handed down to later generations. Because, the Spanish Inquisition will completely erase the Moorish imprint on the peninsula and the Moors on the peninsula during hundreds of years of cruel trials.

The sky was bright, and the valley between the mountains was unobstructed. The Venetian cavalry team led the captives. Not long after they traveled, they encountered a few cavalrymen in cross-cloaked robes, who rolled up a cloud of smoke and dust in the sky, and rushed towards them in a hurry.

"Be careful, everyone! Take out your weapons and prepare to fight!"

The old knight Lauren Zuo's expression changed, and he ordered sharply. He remained vigilant, holding the shield in one hand and pulling out the knight sword at his waist in the other, ready to charge at any time. He knew that even crusaded crusaders could not be trusted if they met in the open without the witness of others. Because it is not uncommon in holy wars to fight and fight for the spoils. The deaths of many ordinary knights had nothing to do with the Moors at all.

"God bless you! Respected knight Giovanni, respected knight left of Loren, we have finally found you!"

It wasn't until a few cavalrymen approached and shouted loudly from a distance that the old knight put down his weapon and recognized that they were several knights who stayed in the camp before the team left.

"Marino, why is it you? Why are you here? Huh? All the followers who stayed in the camp came with them?! Who is looking after the baggage in the camp now?"

"Dear Loren Zuo Knight, we took away all the valuables. As for the rest of the sundries, they were all thrown in the besieged camp, so we can't take care of it... Something happened in the camp, so we can't stay here any longer. !...Hoo! Hoo!...'

Speaking of this, Marino was out of breath, a little out of breath. He is not young anymore, he has been running and searching for two days in a row, and his physical strength is really exhausted. At this moment, when he found the old knight Luo Lunzuo, the string in his heart was loosened, and he felt a little dizzy in an instant.

"God bless! What happened in the Crusader camp?"

Seeing this scene, the old knight Lauren Zuo frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. Marino is his trusted subordinate leader, and he would never make such a rash move unless...

"Marino, don't worry! Take a break and speak slowly!"

"Hoo! Hoo!..."

Marino gasped for a while before regaining his composure. When he talked about what happened in the camp, panic appeared on his face involuntarily.

"Lord! A new plague has broken out in the camp of the siege, a new black death! Many people, hundreds of thousands of people, have been infected and died!..."

"Ah! Black Death?!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, the old knight Lauren Zuo could no longer maintain his usual calm expression. For the first time, deep fear appeared on the fearless face of the young knight Giovanni.

For the Europeans of this era, the repeated black death is a symbol of death, even more terrifying than death itself! Because, according to the church, it is a disease spread by the devil. And dying under the power of the devil, even the soul may be defiled, unable to go to the kingdom of the Lord after death!

All the knights present, as well as most of the soldiers in the camp, have all experienced the test of the Black Death. Logically speaking, it shouldn't happen again. But according to Marino...

"God witnesses! Marino, are you sure it's a new type of black death?!"

At this moment, the old knight Luo Lunzuo's expression was unprecedentedly serious. He stared firmly into the eyes of his subordinate Marino, waiting for a clear answer.

"I... I haven't seen it with my own eyes, and I don't know what it is!"

The subordinate Marino pulled his hair in pain. Afterwards, he looked very disturbed, but said with certainty.

"The Lord is witness! But I'm sure, there must be a plague outbreak! The two Castilian camps with a thousand people in the rear camp have been completely sealed off. The priests accompanying the army have all left, and I don't know where they went... .And in the camp at the rear, there was also black smoke from burning corpses. I smelled that smell, it was just like the trial of witches, it was definitely burning people!"

"I hurriedly asked my acquaintances, and only then did I know that the English knights who participated in the holy war had already fled as soon as they heard the news! They said that when Henry VII was crowned King of England only four years ago, There is a mysterious 'sweating fever' sweeping the whole of England! Everyone, no matter the high or the low, will suddenly have a fever, vomit, then have severe pain in the neck, back and abdomen, sweat all over the body, and finally die within a day! In just two months, hundreds of nobles, thousands of knights, and hundreds of thousands of civilians died... It is said that this is because a witch opposed the king and summoned an evil devil..."

Speaking of this, Marino's face was full of horror, and sweat broke out on his back. The subordinates behind him all also looked shocked. In the past few days, they had heard so many horrible stories ~lightnovelpub.net~ that they could no longer stay in the camp.

"Later, after a few months, England's 'sweat fever' suddenly disappeared. More than two hundred witches were burned in the church. It is said that the mastermind who summoned the devil was burned to death... But this time, As soon as the plague appeared in the camp, the holy war knights in England, like frightened sparrows, left their luggage overnight and evacuated to the hinterland of the northeast. It is said that King Fernando personally went after them, but they did not come back. .. When we were leaving, the Germanic knights and Swiss mercenaries in the camp were also clamoring to evacuate..."

The old knight Lauren frowned, listening carefully to Marino's every word. The expression on his face became more dignified, and the same thought also arose in his heart.

"God bless! Marino, are the symptoms of the plague outbreak in the camp this time also the 'sweating fever' that appeared in England?"

Hearing the question, Marino was startled, lost in memory. Then, fear from the heart appeared on his weather-beaten face, and even his voice trembled.

"No...it's not! This new plague seems to have never happened before! It is, it is..."

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