Eagle Byzantium

The faces of all the princes also looked sad.

At the top of the city of Nicaea, the victorious Roma Turks threw down their iron hooks and hooked the seriously injured pilgrims who were still moaning and squirming under the city. One by one, they dragged them to the halfway point of the city wall and hung them up, laughing. Still, these people slowly died in pain and shame like a public spectacle.

Godfrey was the first, pulling the reins with an expressionless face, turning back towards his tent, unwilling to watch this scene.

"Eagle, eagle, it looks like the Sudan's eagle!" At this moment, the Roma soldiers who had just won and were cleaning the battlefield and repairing the city walls suddenly pointed at an eagle hovering on the tower and shouted. Finally, the eagle landed on He stood on the turret and looked around, as if watching the situation on the battlefield just now. Many soldiers guarding the city surrounded the turret and bowed to it, as if they had seen the Sultan himself.

With a long roar, the falcon flapped its wings and flew over the city wall and densely packed houses. It also flew past the Dalian team camp in the east of the city, flying higher and higher until it reached the highest mountain peak at the edge of Lake Nisia.

The hooves of dozens of slave soldiers covered in scales and masks had already stepped on the cliff at the top of the mountain. The rubble fell one by one and rolled into the ravine below. After several shouts, the eagle flew past the crowd. The top of his head fell on the arm of Sultan Konya who was riding behind him. Then Giliki drove his horse to the middle of the slave soldiers, and the huge crimson eagle flag slowly rose behind him.

At a glance, Giliki could see the entire city of Nicaea, including the huge lake, the mountains, and the pilgrim camps surrounding it.

Of course, the huge plume of smoke generated by the collapse of the "Fox" tower just now was still flying there. "Did the siege fail?" Giliki Arslan sneered, and then he saw the city of Nicaea , his flag is still flying on towers everywhere. Not a corner was lost. In the camp in the east of the city, under the red-hand cross sword flag, there were military servants walking around, and the edge was hidden behind a long forest.

"The target is there." Giliki Arslan drew out his riding crop and pointed at the camp in the east of the city, "I want to avenge the Battle of the Grassland!"

"Light a bonfire, Prince Sultan of Rum. Giliki Arslan, son of the noble Suleiman, will drive his invincible army across these river valleys and defeat those humble infidels who know no good. I am loyal My servants, my loyal followers and courtiers, set three huge torches on the top of this mountain. The flames, as agreed in advance, called the warriors in the city of Nicaea to take the opportunity to fight bravely from the New Gate, attack the enemies with the Sultan's army, kill and ravage them, destroy their positions, and tear their Camp. Take away all the women and children and give them to my warriors as slaves!”

Then, a slave soldier handed the trumpet arrows and bow into the hands of "Sureman", and the Sultan filled the bowstring. The horse came to the back of the mountain. The trumpet arrows shot from the strings made a long and sharp sound in the air, piercing the clouds and quickly passing through the valleys and countless paths between the mountains. On top of them, the Sudanese army There are countless flags. They were all Gilikis, and within a few days they sent swift horses and commanding arrows from the whole of Konya to Seleucia. The soldiers who were quickly recruited from countless tribes, towns, and villages were not only Roma. There were countless Greeks, Armenians, Maldites, Cilicias, etc., who heard the cry of the Sultan's arrows, and all raised their roars of battle, like sand in the sea, from all the roads. The path overflowed and rushed towards the city of Nicaea.

Three bonfires were lit from the high hills, which were very eye-catching. Several slave soldiers standing by the hills were waving the Sudan's crimson eagle flag and chanting scriptures loudly, inspiring all the troops below them. military morale.

At this moment, Giliki could vaguely see that the north side of the entire battlefield was a slope covered with shrubs and long grass. There seemed to be reflections of weapons and armor, and it extended all the way to the mountains north of Nicaea City. It was very Suitable for the enemy's ambush, "Send out fast horses and ask our right wing to send out a detachment to search and attack there!"

The slave soldiers who received the order, waving the black and red dog-tooth flags, galloped down the hillside, and the soldiers on both sides gave way.

It happened to be the first and a half hours in the afternoon, exactly. At the flagpole at the center of the Dalian team's camp, the soldier was pinned on it from all sides. Chief Gottschalk carried an axe. Walked in front of him and looked down at him.

"Your Grand Duke promises not to harm me." The little man said tremblingly, shrouded in Gottschalk's dark shadow.

"What the Grand Duke forgives is your crime of acting as a spy, but you also pretended to be a Christian. This crime is due to the Brotherhood of the Dalian Team and will be interrogated by yourself."

"Treachery, treachery!" Soon, the detailed angry accusations turned into heart-piercing screams. The soldiers used nails and hammers to hammer all his limbs into the cross beneath him, and then squeaked. The squeaky rope With the sound of pulling ropes, he was lifted high together with the cross and stood on the earthen ramparts. The soldiers used their feet to wedge the tip of the bottom deeply into the soil. At this time, the city of Nicaea and the entire camp were , you can all see the miserable state of his howling.

When the soldiers on the New Gate tower saw this man, they shouted loudly in Turkic language, hoping that the dying man could say something.

"The Sultan's army is at the edge of the city. We are about to win a great victory. Kill all the pagan dogs and all the Roman dogs!" The spy who was nailed to the cross shouted this sentence with all his strength and blood all over his body.

So the Roma soldiers on the tower soon shouted excitedly, "There is our eagle flag on the hill. Look, the valley over there is full of Turkic warriors." The sound of the trumpet was so loud that even the vizier who was commanding the overall dispatch in front of the palace came over after hearing the news. He climbed up the battlements and saw the rising fireworks and the huge army of the Sultan who was killing all over the mountains. Then the vizier looked at the nailed spy and the situation in the Dalian team camp, and then shouted anxiously to the people around him, "Quick, wave the flag and tell the Sultan that his spies did not go to the city, which means that the enemy should have known his movements and set up preparations!"

Several soldiers who received the order hurriedly climbed up the ladder to the highest tower, waving the flag vigorously in the distant direction of the eagle flag on the hill.

"What? My mentor told me that this is a trap?" Jiliji bent his whip and was horrified. Then he looked at the thousands of horses in the valley, holding up banners and charging. He knew that it was impossible to send a message to retreat at this moment.

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"Even if it is a trap, no one can stop the pace of my elite army!" (To be continued ~^~)