Temple Sword

Chapter 159 The siege is approaching
After reaching Omis, they didn't have any time to relax.

Only two days after arriving, the horns of Stari Grad were sounded, and the sentries reported that an army was approaching from the land in the northwest.

"Is it my men and their mercenaries?" George Subis asked hopefully, but the sharp-eyed sentries just shook their heads.

"They carried the banners of the Baboniks and Istvan Kotromanic," said one of the pale men, "and some small Croatian families."

"I recognize the flag of Trogir," added another sentinel. "There are about two thousand men, my lord, and they will be here in two hours."

"Everyone go to the city wall and prepare to defend the city!" George turned his head to look at the castle owner, who nodded, and then immediately left to organize the defense, standing at the forefront of the soldiers.

George Subis rushed to his brother immediately, and Mu Laden was in the hall with the ten soldiers he had chosen, and after hearing the bad news, the governor's face twisted again.

"This group of damned pigs!" Mu Laden jumped up, shaking with anger.He tightly grasped the armrest of the chair with his left hand, and the sheathed sword hilt with his right, splashing saliva. "Shameless worms, ungrateful rats, brutes!"

"We can hold this castle," his brother ignored Muladen's various curses, "Mirabella Fort will not be taken easily, we have 350 soldiers, these walls can withstand ten times the siege numbers, it might be tough, but we can't surrender!"

Muladen Subis nodded, but his mind was elsewhere.Who said it was time to surrender?Escaping is not surrendering.He was thinking of his speedy flagship, which, if loaded with food, might be able to escape to great distances.

Maybe George is right, the castle is strong, but who wants to live shivering like a rat surrounded by enemies?
"The two of us and the castle master lead the defenders," George said confidently, "I just ask you to entrust me with your three hundred soldiers."

"They are yours now," the Governor waved his hand, "Order them as you see fit, but I can only give you 250!" He added hastily, "The remaining fifty remain with me. Be there, stay here."

"What do you mean, fifty warriors stay here?" His brother stared at him in amazement, "That's a lot! And you should go to the walls, you should be out there for all to see You, so that they can have the fighting spirit to fight for you!"

"No," Muladen shook his head stubbornly. "Maybe I will go out after a while, when everyone is ready, but now, bring my best forty soldiers! The rest of you free to lead."

"but……"

"enough!"

George Soubis knew that no matter what he said, his brother would not listen.So he ran out to the ramparts, and ordered his servants to get ready his soft armor, his best armor, and helm, and turned to Muladen's men.

He had no intention of weeding out the best fighters, so he did the opposite: he picked the worst soldiers and sent those who didn't want to fight to accompany the Governor.

The 33 Skradin soldiers immediately expressed their willingness, and then George picked the seven men with the worst armor or the worst weapons, sent them into the hall, and began to command the rest.

"Block the gates and pour water on the roofs! Put the horses and cattle in the cellars, I don't want to see a hay and straw anywhere, or anything prone to fire!"

His servant came running with two young men, bringing his battle-cloak.They handed the armor to the more senior servants, who with quick, practiced movements donned the armor for their masters.

"Stuff the quiver with arrows on the north and northwest walls!" cried George, as his servant fastened soft armor over his chest and stomach, and helped him into a knee-length kimono. Studded coat.

"Set up the trebuchet at the west tower!" came the next order, and the servant strapped a pair of steel shoulder armor to his master, then the forearm armor, and finally the heavy chain mail.

"Bring over stones and stones, as many as you can!" he ordered. "If they want to climb it, we'll show them what a real Croatian rockfall looks like!"

His servant tightened his girdle, on which lay his dagger and one-handed sword, and then the lord himself put the bonnet on his head, put the helmet on it, patted the nose guard, put on the servant picked up the gauntlet, took up the shield bearing the sigil, drew his sword, and swung it in the air two or three times.

Already he was sweating from layers of wool, leather, and steel, but the excitement in his bones made him barely feel the weight of the armor on his body.

"Let them come!" he yelled firmly, beckoning the soldiers wandering nearby to follow him.

George Subis headed straight for the city wall on the northwest side. The sun that had not completely disappeared hit his face, and the lord squinted his eyes to see the situation in the west.

"Holy Mother!" He gasped when he saw the approaching army, and immediately realized that the sentries had misjudged the distance of the attacker, and the enemy was less than an hour away.

"I saw at least fifty people in the hall just now," the castle master in black armor and a helmet stood beside him, ready to fight, "what are so many soldiers doing there? Are they crazy?" ?”

"My brother is a coward," replied George, "and if I don't let fifty soldiers guard him, he won't give me the rest of his fighters. Of course, he doesn't intend to walk out of the hall until it's all over." step."

The castle masters said nothing more, and no matter what kind of person the governor was, they couldn't waste time criticizing him.

"I hope there are people guarding the south side," George changed the subject. "I don't want to concentrate all the troops here, and then be caught off guard by the Venetians at sea."

"I have ensured the safety of the south," the castle owner nodded, "I have thirty people guarding the seaside."

"If reinforcements are needed here, we can send the lightly wounded to the rear as sentinels," George said, "and then bring over the soldiers who were there before."

"I think so too." The castle master agreed, and then both fell silent.

They watched the approaching army and prayed for their own victory.Around them, more than 300 people waited in the same tense silence.The shadow of danger is approaching, hanging over everyone's hearts.

(End of this chapter)