Eagle Byzantium

"Don't worry, we just need to guard here and wait for the opportunity to capture the city of Nicaea first." Bohemond showed no mercy.

Tancred looked at the sight of pagans riding war horses in the entire wilderness, using bows, arrows, spears and machetes to slaughter the believers of Christ. His eyes were filled with fire, so he really couldn't agree with Bohemon in his heart. In Germany's opinion, even though his uncle was doing it for the country of the Normans, this behavior was really too bad.

At this time, Wesart Melo was commanding a hundred Brotherhood warriors and two to three hundred Lombard soldiers. Birrell and Bramson were his deputies. They had already arrived at the east side of the grassland with flags. A highland with a cliff on the side can also overlook the bloody battle in the entire forest and grassland below. No, strictly speaking, it is a massacre. "What should we do, Marching Master?" Bramson pulled the reins and asked the thoughtful Merlot.

In a blink of an eye, Mero saw that on the side of the high ground was the ruins of an abandoned fortress. Who knew what era it was from, the ancient era? Roman times? Or was it built by the previous emperor? So Melo asked Dorus Lambert, "You came here from Chiwet. What is the name of this fortress?"

"It seems that the local farmers call it Excello High Ditch." The so-called "High Ditch" refers to the artificially dug ditch in front of the ruins of the fortress. After being washed away by natural wind and rain, , becoming deeper and steeper.

"Bilel, hold the team here and don't move around at will." After Mello said, he and Bramson rode horses and galloped to the Excelro Fortress. The original layout of the fortress can still be vaguely seen. It has a beautiful appearance, but there are many collapsed gaps in the stone walls, and there is no gate at all. The surrounding area is bare, with only a few shrubs surviving. "The only choice is here."

Bramson looked toward the high ground, which happened to be a place that could guard the passage to Chivite. In other words, if they couldn't guard this place, the Roma army would not only be able to defeat Forcher's camp, but also be able to drive away Go to Chiwet and massacre all civilian pilgrims.

"Move, arm." goes the slogan. All the soldiers of the Dalian company rushed to the Excelro Fortress. They erected a red-handed cross sword flag and brought many banners to confuse and intimidate the enemy, making the other party mistakenly think that they had a large number of people. Then the soldiers Stack up your shield. It was used as a city gate to resist the enemy, and they took up positions at the front of the deep ditch. They also used several baggage and light vehicles to block the paths on the left and right.

At this moment, the corpses of the defeated pilgrims were piled high, and many people were running towards this direction without thinking. "Don't come here randomly!" Bramson and Birrell. There was also Dorus Lambert, who was familiar with the pilgrim team, and they all led soldiers in formation, waving and shouting at them, but to no avail. As louder screams rang out, the people at the front fell into the high ditch one after another, suffering heavy casualties from the fall. The rest of the people ignored the instructions of the Red Hand Dalian team members, so they turned back and ran aimlessly in the direction of Forcher's camp, only to end up halfway. They were intercepted by the approaching Roma Qingqi, their sabers waving and their heads rolling around. They were all brutally killed on the spot, and no one survived.

The hands of the soldiers holding their weapons were almost shaking. I don't know if it's anger or fear.

"Everyone, please abide by military regulations and posts. You must not cross this high ditch or any flags that have been planted by the battalion officer in advance. Wait for the arrival of the Grand Duke before making any calculations. My duty as the marching commander is to supervise "Come on, everyone, hold on to the high ditch of Excelsior." Mero saw this sign and rode back and forth in front of the formation to give stern lectures to stabilize the morale of the army.

By sunset, the Roma army swept through all the surrounding areas for three miles, killing nearly 10,000 pilgrims. They also took advantage of the situation to isolate and surround the camps of Forcher and Reinold. In the vast twilight, the fields were full of screams of dying people, and there were vultures and crows flying all over the sky. The pungent smell of blood flowed along the forest, and the wind flowed straight into the Excelro Valley. at.

Many soldiers could not hold on any longer and began to bend over and vomit.

Melo dismounted himself, holding a sharp sword, and supervised the entire formation.

"Looking at the torches of the Konya Sultan's army..." Bramson walked back and forth in front of the queue, feeling that his heart was about to burst. When he saw the torches of the Turkic army, he felt like a giant python. , tightly surrounding the pilgrim camp below, and then a group of "departing" torches lined up in two columns, probably mainly infantry, and swaggered along the pass between Excello and Chivite Walking very fast.

"Bramson, go down with your men and intercept them, otherwise the entire Chivit camp will completely collapse out of fear." Mero said angrily as he did not expect the Roma soldiers to be so arrogant.

Soon the battle started in the pass at the foot of the mountain. The rampant Roma soldiers did not expect that there was a pilgrim team that could fight in the Excello Fortress above. Perhaps the daytime battle made them completely relax their vigilance, so Hitting Songming They were in the light, and Bramson was coming quietly in the dark. The long swords and daggers of the Dalian soldiers shone coldly in the dark night. The Roma soldiers covered their wounds and fell dead and wounded in a short and passive manner, and torches were thrown around randomly. On the ground, flickering and swaying everywhere.

The remaining Turks all fled. Bramson captured a soldier alive and brought him to Melo. "Call those who can speak Turkish to come here." The marching commander raised his hand and shouted, "You pagan dogs who don't believe in Allah, our army led by the Sultan will be able to break through this place after breaking through the camp on the west side tomorrow. Then we will cut out all your dog intestines with knives, just like we did to your fellow believers in the daytime!" The captive shouted loudly, shouting dog intestines in Turkish. Melo was too lazy to argue with him, so he raised his hand and winked at Bramson.

Bramson and another brother pushed the prisoner to the ground, then pulled out a dagger. The man next to him hit him with an iron rod, and all the prisoner's teeth were broken. Then, amid the mixed curses, his tongue was pulled out. "First cut off your dog tongue, then cut off your dog head and throw it into the horse manure." Bramson's dagger moved back and forth, bleeding. Then he lifted up half of the tongue and stabbed it into the broken wall of the fortress with the dagger...

Then, the body of the prisoner whose head was cut off was dragged by Bramson holding a torch, straight to the edge of the ditch, and then kicked down, "Go to see your master!" Bramson threw the torch down with a huff.

It didn't matter if he threw it away. In the flash of light, Bramson saw that at the bottom of the deep trench, there were Roma soldiers wearing turbans and helmets, densely packed, like ghosts crawling out of hell, silently climbing towards their side.

"Enemy attack--!" Bramson's shout suddenly resounded through the night sky.

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"Allah is great!" When the Roma soldiers saw that their actions were discovered by the enemy, they shouted in unison like thunder and rushed to attack. (To be continued ~^~)