Eagle Byzantium

The Sudanese army walked out along the four river valleys, and then gathered into a huge formation, pressing towards the camp of the Red Hands Dalian Company like a hurricane. At the front were flag bearers holding fluttering flags, and many lightly armed archers holding compound bows. There were about two thousand people, all in a line, walking as fast as flying; behind them were people riding Turkic horses, carrying arrows on their backs. The cavalry array with shields, scimitars and spears, they marched hand in hand, covering the entire mountain east of Nicaea. Valley; the last ones are strong infantry wearing chainmail and holding copper shields. Most of them are Greek and Armenian warriors employed by the Sudan. Their armor and weapons shine extremely dazzlingly in the afternoon sun. They followed the lightly-armed troops in a strict formation, ready to kill at any time.

Giliki Arslan, who was so nervous that he was holding his breath, saw that the leading light soldiers of his army were already rushing towards their destination like a rapidly rising tide. They were half a mile away from the camp of the Red Hand Dalian Company. A quarter of a mile away, we are getting closer and closer, and I can't help but have a feeling of luck in my heart. "Just like this, rush over in one go. If the defenders of Xinmen come out again, even if the enemy is on guard, they will not be able to withstand this attack." Fierce and intense offensive.”

But soon, he saw that the forest in front of the Red Hand Dalian Team camp was moving.

Giliki didn't believe his eyes. He wiped it. The slave soldiers around him were also stunned, but the "forest" was indeed moving quickly - after knocking down bundles of camouflaged wicker branches, he held up the cloth The Byzantine array of blue cross battle flags, purple battle flags and Theodor icon flags emerged from the natural woods one after another.

From behind the wicker shields in the position, the Tekopo, Pecheneg, Cuman, and sailors of the large company used crossbows to fire a burst of deadly arrows. The Roma light soldiers at the forefront Caught off guard. Most of them were shot through while still holding their bows fully drawn, leaving them dead and wounded.

Almost as quickly as the arrows were fired, the broad array of Byzantine infantry with their battle flags raised began to raise their shields and spears loudly, row after row, singing hymns, and charged towards the Roma's subsequent cavalry and infantry. . From the empty passage in the array, hundreds of Plonian cavalrymen rushed out in several directions with hammers and broadswords raised, smoke and dust covering the sun, and horseshoes thundering like thunder.

Under the purple royal flag are the four Roman generals Titicius, Diogenes, Branus, and Michael. They all wore armor and raised their bridles to supervise the battle. "The lake on our right wing acts as a natural barrier. Just strengthen the attack on our left wing!" Titicius raised his whip and shouted.

"Attack with all your strength, avenge the treacherous Cornea dogs, recapture the sacred city of Nicaea, and present the gospel to His Majesty the Emperor's throne!" Diognis was particularly energetic and personally drove his horse to the left wing. Encourage everyone, infantry, cavalry, and even military servants to rush forward and fight with the attacking Roma soldiers. Finally, the sailors of the Dalian Company who had been stationed in the forest for cover could no longer hold back. They hung up their bowstrings, raised their axes and hooks and sickles and charged out.

"Damn it, the Roman dogs actually lurked so cleverly in the forest and deceived the Sultan's eyes!" Giliki, who was commanding on the hilltop, was furious. He couldn't understand that a few years ago this team could not even pass through the Nicaea Gorge. Go without warning. But why is there such a huge difference in combat power after changing a commander? Now, look down from the hilltop. Thousands of friendly and enemy arrays. People were fighting each other, waving and holding various long and short weapons, squeezing and fighting, and the situation could almost only be distinguished by the advancement and retreat of flags. "Our army has the advantage in numbers, use the flag to send a signal, strengthen our right wing, and defeat the enemy's left wing!" Sultan Konya also issued almost the same instructions as Titicius, except that they were in opposite directions.

The slave soldiers around the Sultan also drew their swords or raised their hammers one by one, and rushed down to help. At this time, in the plains between the valley and the camp, the battle on the entire battlefield became more and more intense, like two surging tides in a narrow strait, impacting and strangulating each other. Both armies increased their depth investment on one wing, and the number of people in this area It has reached a shocking level of concentration, and neither side is willing to retreat easily. The fighting is getting thicker and thicker, and it is becoming more and more airtight. With one slash after another, you can cut off the limbs and organs of several people. Of course, the premise is that you To be able to swing it.

Further north on one wing, according to the Sultan's instructions, several Roma detachments, carrying bows, arrows and spears, ran towards the slopes covered with shrubs and trees. "Arrow! Shoot!" Attaberg, the leader, said When Dao shouted, the soldiers formed a formation, They fired at the place where they thought there was an ambush, and screams rang out. Many figures were hit by arrows, jumped up in the middle, and then fell down. More people turned around, dragging their weapons, and came out of hiding. area and fled towards the slope.

"Sure enough, there is an ambush. Kill all these despicable pagan dogs." The infantry and cavalry of the detachment shouted, and they also chased after them.

Then, Attaberg, who took the lead in wielding his sword, suddenly saw at the top of the slope, a warrior riding a neighing silver horse and wearing a red hand feather. He stood on horseback and appeared like lightning from nowhere. Staring at him, those light blue eyes were like faint flames, and a long sword of the same color was held across his arm, "Could it be, could it be Akin..."

"Let the enemies tremble and howl, for it is they who are defeated today!" Gawain shouted, and then stretched out his sword. The soldiers of the Dalian company who originally ran away quickly turned around and fell to the ground following the order from the marching commander.

"Because they encountered the Red Hand Company!" In the long grass on the slope, Amalfi, Bari, and Benevento light crossbowmen stood up in a row from the back to the front. The first wave of flying crossbow arrows shot Ataborg, who was stunned on the spot, off his horse. Then more Italian veterans and Lombards stood up in line. They shouted and tore off the cloth covering their shields and thorn spears, which fluttered in the wind, and then counterattacked from all directions.

On the long hillside to Gawain's right, the Norman Holy Banner Cavalry Company holding the Black Dragon Flag, the Saint Cyril Cavalry Company holding the Holy Icon Square Flag, the New Baptized Company holding the Whirring Fish Dragon Flag, the Brotherhood in smocks, the Normans, Italians, Magyars, Lombards, Cumans, the most elite warriors of all nations, drove their proudest war horses and mounts, and ran up very efficiently from the hidden place of the reverse slope, as if a forest rose up on the ridge, and quickly gathered on Gawain's side, and saw the entire stalemate in front of them.

"Brad, charge first now, don't fall behind Gawain's group of half-baked people." As soon as Tancred finished speaking, the two Gawain cavalry companies on his left and right had already taken the lead and rushed down the hillside shouting.

"Damn it, damn Gawain!" Tancred and Brad, who held the leading battle flag, also shouted and rushed down, followed by the Norman knights with flying iron hooves. (To be continued ~^~)