Eagle Byzantium

As soon as Gawain finished speaking, more than a dozen members of the Brotherhood sheathed their swords, and then followed the steps of the Grand Duke towards the towering Rosellen Tower. Wright and Bramson also followed behind, and further behind It was the Italian veterans who all covered their shields with cloth covers, The swords were also strictly inserted into the black sheaths, and no torches were lit, and talking was strictly prohibited. One after another, they walked along the mountain road, using their hands and feet together, grabbing the solitary pine branches and climbing over the cliffs and rocks. The wind blew in their ears. It was like a witch's terrible scoff.

When passing by the tree trunk where Pragit shot two arrows, Gawain paused for a moment and looked into the black night. He pulled out the arrow clusters and brought out the blue-white bark of the tree. There were two scars on the top and bottom, and then they swelled. Courage, I said to myself in my heart, "Don't back down."

He was also gambling feverishly, and was obviously taking the opportunity to compete for Bohemond's achievements:

It turns out that why did Plagit choose to shoot the arrow into Gawain's camp? When Adelbero and Beatrice were executed earlier, the Armenian mercenary, out of a sense of justice, could no longer endure Yaghi's brutal killing of Christians. He was afraid that Yaghi would kill the Patriarch next. Lose. That day, across the shooting port of the tower, under the bright sunset, he saw his good friend Doakum and other lords of the pilgrims, but among them all, only this tall brown-haired, blue-eyed general. While constantly using Turkic language in an attempt to save the lives of the poor captured men and women, Prajit looked at Gawain walking around below. Even though the other party didn't know it yet, he believed that this was the holy apostle who came to the world. , compared with other people's indifference, he is more worthy of entrustment.

Therefore, Plagit decided to betray the tower he held to Gawain instead of other lords.

During the night patrol that day, he shot the first arrow tied with cloth in a nervous mood. The next day during the day, he saw that the arrow had been taken away and knew that the other party had known his thoughts. When it came to the second night patrol, , he regained his courage and fired a second arrow at the same tree trunk. Then a figure walked out of the bushes beside the tree and took the arrow away as if waiting there.

In the second tied piece of cloth, Plagit agreed on a time and a signal, almost at the same time as the traitor of "Sansadoni Asta" over there.

Therefore, when the two elite soldiers were not far apart, they moved towards the towers at different locations in the Acropolis at the same time.

How could Gawain be willing to let Bohemond monopolize the merits, just kidding? Even if he can hand over the acropolis to this person, Gawain still has to rely on his own merits to gain a foothold in the triangular grand plan in his heart. This is the brainchild of his discussion with Anna!

With the sound of fire sickles, the fireworks illuminated Gawain's resolute face, and passed by Andodat who was holding the blueprint. Then they disappeared in an instant, leaving behind a blue-black afterimage that was still in their sight. There was something left inside, "Yes, among the things Diogenes threw to me before leaving, there were indeed things he had drawn in advance. The terrain route map around the Acropolis of Antioch. It seems that the guard is still inclined to agree with me." Gawain thought in his heart and put the map behind a rock while gasping. In the hanging bag above, "Andodat, order the people behind us, we are going absolutely right, keep moving forward."

Over there, Bohemond and others had already reached the place under the tower. Everything was dark. The other patrols with torches at the top of the city had already gone around, and everyone continued to squat. Behind the shadows and rocks under the city wall, they didn't even dare to make a sound.

Doakum stood up slowly, made up his mind, and shouted two sentences in Greek to the top of the city, "We are here to deliver a token!"

After he shouted these words very vigilantly, he lay down again, and the strong wind was still passing over everyone's heads. "Damn it, is there going to be something wrong?" Werner, who was lying on the ground, whispered, and then with a There was a long, low friction sound, and he pulled it out backwards. The blade of the sword was lifted, reflecting a flash of light. Godfrey next to him hurriedly stretched out his hand and closed it with a clang, "Wait patiently, my relatives and comrades, there is no battle without the Lord against us." A test of wisdom and patience.”

After about another quarter of a minute, a head popped out of the tower window and replied in broken Greek, "Then hand over the token."

Bohemond blinked and crawled to the new Bohemond. Then he stretched out his finger, gritted his teeth and pulled out the ring he had always worn there. This thing shone with a weak but beautiful light. Mond's fingers twisted twice, "Mother, help your son in hell..." Then the ring was handed over to his Turkic servant, and then placed on the window of the dark tower. The hanging rope winch was pulled up and down.

"Hurry up, hurry up..." Tancred next to him raised his body and saw the patrol holding torches. He seemed to have started to turn back and walked towards the tower again. He couldn't help but use his sword. The end of the sheath kept beating anxiously against my feet.

Behind, all the knights and sergeants, some were slowly approaching and crawling, and some were still patrolling, but everyone's anxious eyes were fixed on the tower where Lord Bohemond's ring was stored.

There was a slight noise, and everyone was frightened to retreat a little. In the shadow of the city, a ladder made of vines and ropes was thrown out of the crenellations, and hung down along the wall. With a voice from above, "Hurry up and climb up." , the patrol is coming soon, you have to come up with at least fifty people."

"Sir, I'll go first." The new Bohemond was eager to show his loyalty in front of the Christians, so he put his scimitar behind his back, grabbed the end of the ladder first, and climbed up slowly. The wind was so violent that people felt that the new Bohemond on the ladder was about to be blown down.

"Uncle, I'll go..." Suddenly, Bohemond pulled his nephew who was also eager to try, and pushed Tancred behind him - instead of him, several Norman sergeants climbed up. In an instant, the other subordinates of the lord came out from the shadows and quickly moved towards the direction of the ladder. The footsteps suddenly became hurried, echoing with everyone's heart.

About three minutes later, Gawain, Andeodate, and Wright also climbed over the one-man-high barricade and leaned against the wall of the Roselen Tower. Beside them were twenty veterans in the same posture. The remaining eighty veterans, led by Bramson, all leaned against the side of the barricade, ready to support - either support the attack or support the escape.

In advance, Gawain and several others had discussed - climbing up the ladder, twenty people in the first round were enough, and more people would cause trouble.

It was a dead night, and the wind was strong. Wright grabbed the bricks and stones behind him to see if they were firm, and then raised the small pickaxe he was carrying and hit it seven times in a row.

The sound seemed a little weak in the strong wind.

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But soon, someone also poked his head out of the firing hole in the middle layer of the tower and shouted "John Oakshire".

And the name of this patriarch was exactly the agreed code for the meeting. (To be continued ~^~)