Publius had been in the mood for hours at the sketches of the town provided by the villagers outside the city. It's not that Cesme is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it's that Giovanni's plan is a bit abstract.

The two legions from the siege to the present are still not fully unfolded. Valerinto, a fishing village without any fortifications, was currently responsible for the supply of the entire Asian army, and Giovanni had to transfer troops to secure the only landing point. There are also large numbers of soldiers and supplies that need to be transported through this port. Therefore, it is all the more important to take the safer Cesme.

The dispersion of troops and the lack of heavy weapons are destined to lead to a great reduction in the efficiency of frontal siege. No matter how much storm Angelo and Giovanni make in the city, the gates of the outer walls will always be an obstacle. What can be expected at this time is that John's improved arrows can bring enough psychological pressure to the Ottomans after piercing the night sky.

"Lord Vasica, I still feel that Giovanni and General Angelo, as commanders of the legions, are quite inappropriate to do the work of attacking the enemy's rear...... In particular, General Giovanni's frontal combat capabilities ......"

A few attempts are enough to cool off from a momentary heathead. Even if Publius was willing to believe that the rear attack could be successful, a second retreat would have to be considered.

"My lad, take ten thousand steps back, the patrol guards in the city are not a threat to Angelo's fellow, and the battle of Prokuplee is a good example. He has the air of Varangi! ”

Vasika blew off the heat from the fish soup and took a leisurely sip. The cured dried fish is a displeasure to the Wallachian, but the fresh fish from Valerinto is truly a delicacy in the world. After smacking for a long time, Vasica said slowly: "Most of the defenders are currently gathered near the city wall, you can also see, one gate and three side gates, as well as the food and supplies in the city, as long as General Giovanni can create a little opportunity, their morale will definitely not support the sunrise the next day." And if the road to the inner city is also blocked or destroyed, the battle should be over in a few hours. ”

The command of the main forces outside the city is currently in the hands of Publius. What he had to do was very simple, just launch a full-scale attack when he heard the movement. The opportunity came quite quickly, and before Vasika could finish the fish soup in his bowl, a vermilion flame had pierced the clouds. Immediately after, there was the screeching sound of the gunpowder burning embers colliding.

Whew—

"What's going on?!"

The first reaction of the defenders of the city was the same as that of Publius. Stationed on the East Coast all year round, they have never seen the rare things of the Empire. It was also the first time that these aristocratic soldiers, accustomed to empty salaries, were faced with the dilemma of being attacked on their backs - although Giovanni had brought only a few dozen people into the city.

The first to catch fire was the city's largest grain depot in the northwest corner, where fertile dry wheat and straw became the best accelerants. The storehouses in a fortress like Cesme were much more abundant than in a small village like Valerinto, and a fire made the little boy feel a little reluctant.

"Don't you keep it and take it back? If we take this city, it will be all ours......" The little boy looked at the flames that rose into the sky.

"Don't look at him and look at the burning fast, in fact, those people will definitely bring people to save food. This is their lifeblood, even more important than the city walls. Angelo tossed the torch in his hand into the warehouse, and then stepped over the corpses of the Ottoman guards with a blank face—the scars on their chests stretched to their lower abdomen in an astonishing shade. Slashing is still preferred with a one-handed sword, which may also be the romance of an aging samurai.

"Speaking of which, how do you little guy know where their checkpoints are?" Giovanni chewed on the sweet rod he had scavenged from the Ottoman soldiers, and asked curiously, "This kind of place should be considered a forbidden place for civilians, the kind that can't survive if you get close to it." ”

"The Ottomans never thought about us when there was a food shortage, and a few of my friends had a bit of a harder time than me, and some of them thought about stealing food. Their usual garrison should be a little tighter than this time, maybe some of them have been transferred to the city. The little boy ran with the group, still thinking about what worthy goal he had.

"Ask you something. How much do you know about the situation in Cesmene? ”

"There is a wooden fence wall outside, and there is a stone wall inside, and the stone wall can stand on top of people, and there are battlements, which is also very reliable. It would be a bit of a hassle to let them get in, but there was no such large granary in it, and there were two granaries that would save them a little more than a few days. ”

"You know that, too?" Giovanni's pace was obviously slowed by hesitation, and even though the information the little boy had given so far could be said to be all correct, it was still a little puzzling that he had access to such a large amount of information.

"What's this? I also know that the inner wall of the big castle is attached to the mosque of Cesme, and the mosque has not been built for a long time, because of the problems of the construction at that time, the wall was simply hollowed out and filled with wooden planks, and you can take a hammer and chisel twice The planks will not last long, and you don't have to think about how to attack the inner city again. The little boy was obviously a little carried away, but the information he told was more valuable than the other. Under his mouth, Cesme is a mere sieve full of holes, and it doesn't need careful planning and deployment.

"You must rejoice that it is the Romans who are about to win the war, otherwise if I were Muhammad, you would have died without a place to be buried. You're doing pretty well, though. Giovanni pulled out another money bag.

After bypassing a few Ottoman soldiers who were nervous and rushed to the granary with buckets of water, the group was only a hundred steps away from the city wall, and at this time, the earth-shattering shouts of the feint troops had already sounded from the main entrance. But because of the fire, the Ottomans had to divide their men again.

"Is there a way to open the side door?"

"I don't know...... Didn't climb up there. However, every night the guards on duty would go up to the corner tower, and then the gates would be closed...... The handle is probably where the corner tower is? "But there seems to be a side door that is not opened by handles and cables, and the Ottoman cavalry often walks through that gate, as if a man could push the gate open." ”

"The granary caught fire, and we launched a feint attack at the first opportunity, and with the effect of the arrows, the Ottomans would definitely be on guard against the city. They are not fools either, and should do their best to put an end to the threat of the city gates...... You can give it a try, but even if you fail, let Publius prepare to attack. The movement is big enough, this Cesme is not a hard bone to gnaw! ”