Eagle Byzantium

Chapter 21 Holy Goose

Then, Gottschalk gave up on sucking his thumb and ran toward the ranks of believers with his crutch. Birrell, who was like a wild boar, stayed where he was, and Gawain asked him, "Do you have a team?"

"Your Majesty the Grand Duke, I have three hundred Lombard armored infantry, but no horses." Birel replied boldly.

"At this moment, the infantry rules the roost, and the cavalry is useless. Birel, it's great that you can keep this team. Because Knight Walter was injured and was sent to my camp in Nis for treatment, so I will attack you this time. How about just acting as my sworn brother’s commander?”

Birrell took out his weapon, a long-handled sword with spikes on the top, "I will always serve you, the Duchess and the Grand Duke!"

"Next, you advance from the south of the city. I will send the Italian veterans from the middle, while Bramson is preparing to advance from the northeast of the city. The three parties will advance at the same time - Andreev and I will take archers and catapults to cover behind." After Wen's arrangements were completed, Birrell immediately put on his heavy helmet, put the long-handled sword on his shoulders, and ran towards the infantry team where his flag was.

Then Gawain pointed to the trumpeter next to him, who was about to put the trumpet in his mouth, and then the siege teams on three sides were also ready, with siege engines and ladders clustered in the middle - on the river beaches on both sides of the stone bridge, Zemeng The city defenders also placed their swords and bows and arrows, and the whole atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.

But Gawain soon hears it: the cry of a goose.

He turned his head and looked angrily in the direction of the sound, because according to the regulations, how could the soldiers of the Dalian Company be allowed to raise such noisy animals in front of the formation?

At this time, even our own soldiers were very surprised, but everyone was afraid of punishment, because the military code clearly stipulated that once the formation is completed, anyone who looks forward will be executed on the spot by the military judge. They held their weapons and stood still, daring not to move.

Amidst the chaos and shouting. Gottschalk rode on horseback, waving his arms, and shouted to thousands of German pilgrims behind him, "The holy goose has appeared. It told me today that as long as the city of Zemun can be taken, Kill all the Hungarians inside and the pilgrimage road will be as it was before. Moses guided everyone so they were favored by the Lord!" Gawain also saw the "Holy Goose", which was held up by several heavily made-up women wearing silk shawls and locked in a wooden cage with its neck stretched out wildly. He screamed, probably because he was given some medicine beforehand. But in the ears of this group of pilgrims, it was no different than the sacred geese singing the horn urging them to fight and die.

"Suppress Zemeng City, burn and kill everyone!" This group of gangsters from the forests and river valleys stared at people with terrifying eyes, holding manure forks, iron hooks, and flails, shouting these slogans of killing without mercy. , like angry wasps, gushed out from the gaps in the array of Gawain's Dalian Company. They didn't have any formation or coordination, but they didn't have any fear, so they rushed towards the only stone bridge. Launched a fierce attack in front of the regular troops.

The archers at the top of the city gave orders and shot down arrows like a violent wind. The stone bridge was soon filled with the corpses of pilgrim farmers. The remaining farmers followed the river beach in disorder and fought with the soldiers of Zemen City. If one person of the other party dies, several or even ten people will have to pay a heavy price. But Gottschalk was behind him, raising his arms toward the sky and shouting encouraging slogans. The women also raised the cage containing the sacred goose higher so that all pilgrims could be protected by the "saint".

"This is not possible. The casualties are too heavy!" Gawain shouted in his heart, but the stone bridge was blocked by the crowd, so he sent messengers towards the two wings arranged by Birel and Bramson. The infantry team issued an order, and soon the two men, one holding a long-handled sword and the other brandishing a two-handed sword, both wearing double-layer armor, led their respective teams and rushed over along the river beach and trench. meaning The farmers in Zhilan were caught in a fight and were caught off guard. They were attacked by two infantry teams. Many of them were killed and their bodies were dumped into the ditch. Birrell's beastly power broke out and he also threw the bodies of many farmers. Entering it, a "cadaver tread" was quickly formed, and his infantry team stepped on it and rushed to the foot of the fort gate - but Bramson's side also used the planks sent by the craftsmen to cross moat.

The gate of the fort was pulled up and closed, and the soldiers who were originally guarding the city were squeezed in front of the gate. Their cries were loud, and they were killed and chopped down one by one. Beside the corpses, Birel shouted loudly, "Let's attack the city." Come with the ladder, come with the ladder!" As a result, a stone flew from the top of the city and hit his helmet. Birrell shook his head a few times, sat on the ground, and then took off the big helmet, his face covered with blood. Then he grunted and took a temporary hoop from the soldier next to him. He took off the Douban-style nose helmet, put it on again, wiped his face twice, then raised his long-handled weapon, commanded the soldiers to brave the flying arrows, put the ladder on the pile of corpses, and set it up on the top of the city, screaming strangely. Then he climbed up and waved his belt The spiked iron barrage beat the garrison soldiers at the top of the city to pieces, and then the Lombard infantry climbed up one after another and occupied the southern wall of Zemun City - two points later, Bramson occupied to the northeastern tower.

The local Duke Nikita, along with several ministers and women, hurriedly left the Water Gate in a small boat, leaving behind the words "These are not pilgrims at all, but bandits", and walked along the Sava River towards Escaped towards the court of the King of Hungary.

"Bang!" Bramson jumped down and moved the wooden latch behind the city gate with a few colleagues. Then countless pilgrims moved the corpses piled on the city gate and stone bridge and swarmed in.

After the battle, Archduke Gawain looked at the burning and falling Zemun, not knowing what expression to put on his face: the carefully planned plan and the siege equipment made in advance were all useless. He didn't expect that Zemun would be piled up with the lives of pilgrims.

In the river beach and the trench under the stone bridge, there were layers of corpses, hugging each other, some of which were still burning with smoke from fire arrows. Most of them were German farmers, but the intruders used more brutal means to retaliate against the Hungarians. Gawain tried to restrain them, but it was too late. The massacre unfolded in every corner. Regardless of whether they were soldiers or civilians, men or women and children, the pilgrims killed anyone they saw and looted anything they saw. The bodies of the victims who were chopped to pieces were thrown into the rolling Sava River.

Even the Dalian team and the Brotherhood members who were celebrating the victory on the top of the city were stunned by the scene below. They held their weapons, not knowing what to do. At this moment, Gawain came up and Bramson came up to salute. Gawain waved his hand to stop him, and then silently looked at the countless corpses floating in the Sava River. "Zemun City has been completely destroyed. We should quickly meet the rest of our sworn brother in Belgrade..." (To be continued ~^~)

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