Eagle Byzantium

The broken spear points were cut off one by one, and the heads and intestines of the Futois soldiers were rustling to the ground. The hands of the German soldiers were mechanically swinging back and forth, just like farmers using scythes to mow the pasture. They had been severely reprimanded by the Grand Duke and General Temach beforehand, and they had to swear to abide by the requirements of the code of conduct. They were not allowed to leave the line without authorization or advance or retreat in the face of arrows or flames.

Under such a battle situation, the Futois soldiers at the back were advancing more decisively. A body in the front row was headless or with half its body missing, and with the blood spurting out, it was half-kneeling on the ground and fell upside down. The more it will be. Many people were still holding their spears, their lower bodies were still walking, and their upper body heads rolled forward to the edge of the ditch with an expression of astonishment.

The garrison soldiers at the top of the city saw this kindly and alarmed in panic. When the Turkic commanders Bey and Ghazi felt something was wrong and called for a withdrawal of troops, the mutilated bodies of the Futowa soldiers on the front line in front of the bridgehead wall were already heavily It was laid out layer by layer, mixed with broken rods, limbs, and organs. and rivers of bloody flesh lay in front of the German front line. Most of them had their cloaks and armor stained with the blood of the enemy's fanatical religious warriors. Their swords could no longer reflect the light, and their feet were all underfoot. In the pool of hot and bubbling blood, a fishy smell rushed into the air.

But on another front, after a period of stubborn resistance, the camp of the Archbishop of Ademar completely collapsed: many pilgrims, slaves, and monks who were originally united around the Primate, carrying their luggage, Dragging flags and weapons, they were constantly shot down in the back in front of the arrows fired wildly by the Turks. They ran over the wall one after another, abandoning their positions and the Bishop of Le Mans, and their screams were earth-shattering.

Several Turks held hooks and were wrapped in thick armor, taking advantage of the chaos to climb onto the earthen walls and wooden fences of the camp. When they were about to pull down the fortifications, several fire jars were thrown from behind and hit them. Then they were covered in fire and fell down in the ditch one after another with a groan. They were stung by thorns and staggered back and forth clumsily. Slowly turned into a physical torch. The groans turned into howls, but more lightly-armed Futois soldiers hanging with wicker baskets rushed under the unprotected rock wall and threw more fire cans inside. Soon many of them were burned by the flames. The burning and devouring guards ran past Ademar one after another. He also climbed over the wall behind the camp and ran towards the river.

Adelbero rescued a noblewoman in the fire and chaos, and then the noblewoman presented him with a mule and horse. The young priest fought hard to fetch it, and handed the reins to the hands of the priest of Ademar, and then half He forcibly lifted him up and rushed out of the back door of the barracks. Behind it, the Turks and Futuwa soldiers who had climbed over the wall and invaded were shouting and shooting arrows at them, "Sigma. Come and protect Your Majesty the Priest!" When Adelbero saw the famous man wearing a lock Zijia's knights, holding swords and riding horses, shouted when they killed two Futois on the edge of the wall who were about to climb the tower to seize the banner of Christ.

This knight named Sigma was the guy who had been brutally whipped by the Council of Cardinals for having an affair with a Greek prostitute. Now he was separated by the iron bars of his helmet and nose guard. With his eyes still covered with whip marks, he looked at Ademar who looked at him indifferently, and then snorted coldly. Zongma turned around and left to mind his own business.

"Asshole, these armored wild boars and male goats. They don't have any sense of common sense or unity. I've had enough. Even if I die here..." The hateful priest said as he left. The Turks were chasing after him while complaining and angrily scolding all the lords and knights.

In fact, at this time, Baldwin and Godfrey's camp was also operating crazily, but the brothers were interfered by Turkic spies: many guys who were secretly bribed by Yaghi Xiyan, Greeks who were greedy for profit, and some Saracens who pretended to come to do business or surrender usually had sex with Western lords or common people. They were as close as brothers, but once they saw Yaji hoisting the signal flag at the top of the city, they went everywhere to fan the flames, lied about the military situation, and disturbed all kinds of people in the entire camp. Godfrey received the information that the enemy would be in the south of the city. A general attack was launched, and it was also said that the camp of the Romanian Imperial Army in the rear had been captured by Agi's surprise cavalry.

There was chaotic fighting and smoke on all sides, causing Bouillon's brothers to be confused for a long time before they could figure out the situation of the battle. At this time, the defenses of both city gates were lost.

Regardless of the old injury, Godfrey tightened the wound inflicted on him by the "Lord of the Forest" with a belt, and got on the horse with some trembling. Baldwin carried the hammer with concern, accompanied by Brother Auden, Earl Warner, Count Hartmann and other generals gathered around him, gathered 600 Frankish cavalry, and rushed towards the clergyman's defensive rock not far away to help.

Under the influence of Godfrey, in less than three minutes (forty minutes), Stephen of Blois also came out of the camp with one hundred and fifty cavalry. Following him were two Earls Robert, among whom was E. Lord Landes also brought three hundred Flemish mercenary halberdiers, opened the camp gate, and rushed to the battlefield near the Dog Gate.

At this time, the entire battlefield was filled with bloody corpses, incomplete and collapsed fortresses, and mules, horses and goats scurrying everywhere. Then Sansadonias ignored the large reinforcements of pilgrims coming from the side and began to command vigorously. All the dead soldiers under his command squeezed and strangled the last nail held by Branas and the Guardian Brigade from three sides, and was surrounded by an inconspicuous bridgehead between horse walls and water trenches.

Behind the bridgehead, there is a straight wooden bridge and a crooked pontoon bridge. The dead bodies of men and horses are floating everywhere on the river. Behind it is a huge field, where huge equipment that has not been dragged away and hidden is erected. The pilgrim craftsmen and soldiers there are also running towards the distance...

On the tower, Yaji. Xiyang was shaking the age spots on his face nervously, his eyes were motionless, and under the protection of several loyal slaves, he looked through the wide shooting window and watched the most focused and anxious battle here.

"Move the fresh soldiers from the other gates and towers here. That's right. The pilgrims from other camps can't cause any damage to my city walls. As long as we seize this wooden bridge or the boat bridge over there, we can burn the enemy's siege equipment. Trample this place, trample this place!" Then, the Lord of Antioch screamed nervously again, using his ringed hand to point at the bridgehead surrounded by crazy people and full of fierce and cruel offensive and defensive battles, and shouted.

"Hey, Patriarch my father." At the moment when Yaghi Siyan kept shouting, the Armenian soldier Pragit on the city road below was anxious and kept shouting the Patriarch's name, because he saw that the Patriarch of Antioch, who was hanging on the wall of the tower with iron chains and three signal flags flying, looked at the bloody battlefield below and began to laugh wantonly, laughing loudly, and laughing louder and louder, as if mocking Yaghi Siyan who was stepping on his head! (To be continued ~^~)