The roar of the stations outside Trabzon became more and more overwhelming. Farah knows how dragging out can hurt the morale of the military. Witnessing the slave soldiers being torn apart by various weapons to defend the city only allowed fear to spread among the legions.

After the ladder was laid, the heavy infantry quickly gathered towards the city wall. The heavy tower shield and wide shield can minimize the damage of arrows. Create an environment for light infantry and Janissaries to storm the walls. However, due to the rugged terrain of the mountainous region of Pontus and the large number of bed crossbows on the walls, the large siege towers, which were safer to ascend the city, were useless.

"Place a crossbowman at each battlement, the others, and hold the walls!"

The defensive firepower of the city wall was not intensive, and under the command of Livia, the seemingly crumbling city wall was not so easy to break through.

Seeing that the defenders of the city wall were gradually exhausted, Farah made a quick decision to let the heavy infantry follow closely and open the gap. Their heavy armor is quite effective in defending against vital points such as the chest and abdomen, and is also the backbone of siege warfare. Obviously, Farah has already made up his mind to fight to the death. Also confident of victory.

"General Livia! Their Sultan guards and heavy infantry pressed up. ”

"Wait...... Wait...... Ossini needs time to prepare. ”

The Fourth Legion left only a portion of its army in Trabzon, and chaos and panic reigned in the wake of Nikephorus' assassination.

Several Ottoman hoplites immediately trained to return fire as soon as they climbed the walls. Since the weapons defending the city required special care to suppress the bow and arrow positions under the walls, Livia could only order the soldiers to fill the vacancies in the front line with their flesh.

The outcome of the battle between the recruits of the Fourth Legion and the Sultan's personal guard was obvious, and large sections of the city walls gradually fell under the frantic onslaught of the Ottomans.

"General!"

"Hold on."

Livia took out a cone-headed arrow from the skin quiver behind her back, drew only half a bow, and the sharp arrow with the sound of breaking wind landed firmly into the knee of one of the heavy infantrymen.

"The infantry is regrouped, the shield spear is rejected, and the enemy on the city wall is cleared first!" Livia roared.

The plot played out as if the script had already been written, and it did not exceed Farah's expectations, and the new army of the Empire would only collapse quickly under the onslaught of the Ottoman guards.

"Go on, press down on the walls!" Farah clenched his fists with great excitement, and on the city wall, it seemed that the elite of Livia's guard soldiers were also falling, although the attack and defense on the city wall could not be distinguished by the naked eye, but in Farah's eyes, there was no doubt that the victory had already been grasped.

The rest of the light infantry would not miss such a meritorious opportunity, and they rushed up the ladder with their weapons in hand, and the heavy infantry and the Praetorian Guard had given them enough space to attack the city, and soon they could say goodbye to the bitter sea of offensive warfare, and in their place they would be one-sided killing, just as they had eaten away at the whale and swallowed the Roman homeland.

Several Ottoman soldiers quickly spotted Livia, which was protected by their own soldiers, and the infidels, armed with spears and scimitars, quickly screamed and rushed over, and an Ottoman light infantry rushed into the crowd first, although quickly overwhelmed by the swords, but won more opportunities for the follow-up attack.

"Kill that damn Greek!"

"Drive the infidels out of our land!" Livia drew the weapon from his waist and quickly pressed two steps forward, and in the blink of an eye, the spear stabbed by an Ottoman soldier was cut in two, and immediately after that, a personal soldier immediately followed, taking his life.

The brief burst of fire had even prevented Livia from keeping an eye on the walls, but it wasn't until in the distance, when the sun finally met the undulating hills, that he finally shouted the long-suppressed words.

"Cut the noose! Throw! ”

A ringing arrow tied to a black powder bag came out of the herald's hand, and immediately after, countless animal skin bags wrapped in black liquid were thrown out of the city by the catapults that had already been placed in the city.

The distance and direction in which these catapults were thrown had been measured for a long time. Removing the effects of wind and rain will not deviate much. The throwing of the fur bags lasted for half an hour, and at this point the defenses on the walls were even about to collapse, and after pulling out the last few hundred people, all Livia could do was pray.

Farah was wondering and wondering at the rain-like black liquid when a hot wind suddenly hit his face.

At this time, the Ottoman soldiers outside the city gathered under the ladder or the city walls, and their mouths were full of hymns of victory. The Romans had almost lost control of the city walls, and it was naturally impossible to bathe them with boiling hot oil. As a result, almost no one takes this hot air seriously.

"General Farah, that's the signal of the Romans...... Will there be any surprises? ”

"Trabzon is already within reach, you shouldn't persuade me to retreat at this time, right?" Farah wiped off the black oil that had been splashed on his body, "There is no place for the Romans to live on the city wall, look at it, they can only resist against the wall, between the corridor and the stone tower, and soon, the flag at the head of the city will be the flag of our Ottoman Empire!" ”

However, as soon as Farah finished speaking, a second arrow was thrown into the sky.

"Put!"

The arrows were not from Livia, but from outside the city, and had already touched Ossini behind the Ottoman army. Convinced that the Romans would never take the initiative to go out of the city to fight back, Farah also ignored the countless corners of the Pontus mountains and forests that could hide.

More bags of hides were thrown out of the city, and at this moment, the gates slowly opened in front of Farah.

Trabzon is a typical two-sided gate, and when the two wings are closed, the Ottomans on the city wall never pay attention to what can be hidden in the tunnels that are a few meters wide and more than a dozen meters wide.

It didn't take long for Farah to realize the seriousness of the problem. The Roman soldiers in the gates had no weapons in their hands, but in groups of three, two carrying a large copper jar, while one of the remaining carried a slender brass tube.

Before the Ottomans under the walls could react, blazing flames flew from all directions!

A pot of fire thrown from within the city walls!

Rockets fired by the Ossini army!

An improvised Greek fire-throwing device held up by an ambush!

In an instant, the heavens and the earth were engulfed in a sea of fire, and even though the walls of Trabzon were likely to collapse due to such heat, all this was a necessary sacrifice for ultimate victory.

The smoke and heat spread rapidly due to the presence of fire oil, and the first reaction of the Ottoman soldiers when they saw the karmic fire was to flee in a hurry. It's just that this big net has been completely closed, and when the entire forest is burning, Farah's emotions instantly go from excitement to despair.

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