Eagle Byzantium

After nightfall, at the northern pass of Degganli, all the infantry columns of the big company, holding torches, lowered all sounds, and moved forward quickly.

"Arrange the sentries on both sides of the canyon - the craftsman company and the sailor company, escort all the light baggage, in the second formation; Giovanni, you supervise the cavalry company, in the third hour of the night, and finally leave from here." On the high rock of the pass, Gawain looked at a long dragon-like marching team, and waved his hand quickly and nervously to order, "Speed ​​up, Suleman will not be confused for too long."

Anna also carried her own luggage and stood behind the big barbarian, "You asked Muzafi Adin to shoot the Sultan's wife's hair as a proof, but Shahnami is clearly in the hands of the Normans, how did you get her hair?"

"I didn't use Shahnami's hair. At this time, as long as the color is similar, Giliki will believe it." Gawain explained with his back to her.

That's right, it's a good way to win by taking advantage of the enemy's psychology.

At this moment, Agnes behind Anna suddenly sobbed softly. Anna turned back to ask why, but she saw Agnes slowly lifted the cloak that was originally covering her head. Her forehead was obviously cut off by scissors. Now Anna understood where the hair that Gawain sent came from..

"That's too much." Anna comforted her female companion.

"What's more, he said that my hair smells bad, and it may not be like the Sultan's wife, who specially fumigated it before sending it." Agnes felt that her self-esteem was severely trampled, but she didn't dare to cry loudly. She could only cover her face and cry softly, because she was afraid that Gawain would ask someone to cut her hair today, and if she disobeyed tomorrow, he would really ask Dr. Grana to cut off her "oyster seed".

The next day, when the sun just rose, the Sultan's reinforcements from Aleppo and Samosata really arrived! There were nearly 10,000 people. Although they were tired and dusty, they all rode tall and majestic Saracen horses, had excellent armaments, and carried bright flags. Some of them were inspired by the Sultan, some were loyal to the Sultan's family, and some were warriors recruited by Giliki at a high price. Each of them had superb fighting skills. And excellent scale armor, shields and swords.

Now, it was Giliki's turn. Arsalan was proud, but soon the scout came to his tent and said that the "Red Hand Team" in front of him suddenly disappeared, leaving only a small number of light cavalry there. If the Sultan didn't go to check it out quickly. I'm afraid that this group of light cavalry will also leave.

Giliki couldn't believe this news. He hurried to the observation point on the hillside, but the loyal and reliable scout did not deceive him: in the wilderness and meadows two miles outside Rome, the last team of light cavalry left in the dust, and soon turned to the northern pass and disappeared quickly. There was the road to Bithynia and Brasilon! The Sultan was puzzled. At this moment, he looked at the forest of Degerganli again, and there was a faint red hand flag. "Is it to lure me to pursue and ambush me?"

"Hold the troops for now." As soon as the Sultan finished speaking. The scouts and slaves around him shouted again - from the other side of the Ores Gorge, a large group of people and horses came in a mighty manner, with the St. George battle flag at the head, and they were Tancred's troops. "It's true! They want to lure me down the mountain, and then attack at the northern pass, and cross the plains to defeat our army?" The Sultan suddenly realized. "Our army will not move. When the enemy comes to the bottom of the hillside, we will gather all the elite cavalry. We will advance with one drum." Now the Sultan also became "barbaric". He used to fight with other Turkic princes and Greek emperors for a long time. He was in contact with teams with strict discipline and military law, but he was repeatedly defeated by the barbaric cavalry attacks in the West, so this time he had to be brave, regardless of tactics, and he couldn't be timid anymore, and the cavalry would just go ahead.

On the other hand, Tancred was the most confused. He had the same question as the Sultan, "Where did Gawain go?"

Then the Calabrian light cavalry came to tell him that Gawain was not found, but there were countless Turkish soldiers and horses in front of Dolilaem.

Looking at the left side of the canyon, which leads to the Degganli Pass in the north, Tancred thought, could it be that Gawain escaped from this road? But the destination he was going to was obviously inconsistent with the destination of the pilgrimage?

"Everyone, set up your formation here for now and wait for the arrival of the follow-up troops."

But Bohemond, who followed a mile away, quickly replied, "We released the Sultan's wife and children, and they are still being treated well in the city of Nicaea. Even the emperor is willing to return her to Giliki. We will advance and temporarily abandon Gawain, and negotiate with Giliki face to face, asking him to surrender or withdraw his troops, and not to resist the army."

At this moment, Godfrey and Baldwin, who were in the second formation nine miles away, also suddenly accelerated their march, and the entire army rolled along the Orles Gorge.

So Tancred could only continue to move forward in the direction of Dolilaem until he came to the place where Gawain had set up his formation in advance, where the wooden fences and hidden trenches against cavalry had not been abandoned, and on the opposite hillside, under the dazzling sunlight, the flags of the Roma stood in a row, and countless vultures and flying birds that heard the news were circling in the sky, preparing to clean up the slaughterhouse that was about to arrive.

Tancred, under the command of St. George, had a sense of uneasiness in his heart, but he still ordered the army to form a battle array behind the wooden fence, and then let a cavalryman who was proficient in the language act as an envoy, holding a small flag, and came to the Sultan's flag, shouting loudly in Turkish, "Bohemond de Tver, Duke of Apulia, greets Sulerman, the Turkish prince of Roma. Previously, your wife and children fell into my hands in the city of Nicaea, but were treated well, so I hope to negotiate peacefully this time. Now I have your wife's hair as evidence..." As he said, the cavalryman raised a bunch of Shahnami's hair.

"Crack!" Giliki, under the eagle flag, broke the iron bundle of the whip, "Bastard, treacherous Norman bandits, what kind of humiliation did my wife suffer? Look, one bunch after another, her hair should have been shaved by these crude bastards!"

At this time, all the slave soldiers shouted angrily and drew their scimitars.

Then arrows fell from the sky, turning the Norman cavalryman who came to negotiate into a hedgehog. "All warriors, follow my blade and rush down, kill all the men, and rob all their women!" The furious Giliki took the lead, drew his sword and rushed, followed by the slave soldiers. Soon, the entire hillside was covered with dust from the horses' hooves, and countless Turkic cavalrymen shouted and rushed forward.

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The leading Calabrian light infantry formation was shot to pieces by the flying arrows, and rushed back in a hurry.

"Hold on behind the wooden fence, wait for reinforcements, and beat the enemy back!" Tancred was also shocked by the torrent-like momentum. How could a fight start while talking? He hurriedly gave orders loudly. (To be continued ~^~)