The street battles in the fortress were extremely bloody, and although the light infantry of the Seljuks were rare and excellent horsemen in the steppe, they were completely suppressed in such fortress cities, and the Roma army was defeated to the point of being defenseless.

"Rush!"

"Rush!"

William Marshall's swordsmen were the true elite of the Duchy.

The essence of the three generations of Dukes of the Duchy of Aquitaine is here, and they embark on an expedition under the leadership of Prince Richard, with the determination to die, and walk the land with the holy thoughts of defending the way.

"Array!"

Under the command of the kingdom's best commanders, the kings of these infantry attacked the Seljuks with ferocity.

The longswordsmen advancing through the wall entered the center of the battlefield with a trembling silver greatsword in hand.

The neat formation slowly pressed towards the Seljuk formation, and the Roma soldiers were shocked by the presence of the hoplites, who would not want to be an enemy of such an opponent if they could.

Even among the Sultan's valiant and invincible army, they had only seen such momentum in the Ghulam Guards.

Slash!

Slash!

Chop!

The Seljuks' limbs were easily reduced to pieces in the splatters of blood, and they opened their mouths wide and made a coughing sound, and the enemy on the opposite side seemed to be the divine enemy described in the Qur'an, so powerful and so terrifying.

"We're done, we're done!"

Desperate to avoid the sharp attacks of the Aquitaine army, the panicked rebels retreated through the crowd and disrupted the Seljuks' original formation, as if they could not change the tide but made their own situation worse.

"Bastard!"

"Get back to where you are!"

"The rear team supervises the front team, kill anyone who dares to retreat, and the Sultan will reward you!"

"As long as the deserter is in Anatolia, he will never escape the pursuit of Roma!"

Such a scream appeared in the Seljuk army, and the soldiers in the rear began to draw their swords without fear to slash and slash the deserters who tried to leave the battlefield, and the cowards were slashed in the crowd and then reduced to pulp under the trampling of countless pairs of feet.

"Pull out the team!"

William Marshall was shocked to find that in the assault of the principality's elite, the Romani army, which should have collapsed, had begun to regroup, their rear units pressing the front team, and slaying any soldiers who dared to turn back.

Arslan's harsh military discipline played a role in this moment, and the Seljuks, who feared the military law more than death, not only began to turn back to fight the Aquitaine swordsmen, but they were also able to repel the expeditionary force's attack with a sharp spirit.

The stalemate of the battle took place on the side of the wall that was broken by the pass, and most of the expeditionary forces on the periphery were completely unable to intervene.

Climbing up from the front was not on Prince Richard's mind at all.

There weren't as many mountain warriors among the French and English as the Swiss, and maybe they could have done it if they were Swiss.

"How did Mount Cilicia be lost to the Seljuks!"

Despite the incompetence of his allies and the casualties of his subordinates, the Prince of England still calmly commanded the battle, so that the opportunistic stone forces of the emperor stopped the attack, and assigned new reinforcements such as the Northland barbarians Rus' to come up to support.

The emperor was able to breathe, and he and his subordinates had just suffered a ferocious blow in the rain of arrows and suffered huge losses.

Now the emperor is thinking about how to go back and shift all the blame to the prince of England.

But what he probably didn't know was that Richard the Lionheart's fame, in addition to his miraculous military command talent and extraordinary courage, partly referred to his greed as the lion.

During the Third Crusade, Richard's army was stationed in Sicily, and his brother-in-law, William the Good King, died, and the locals proclaimed Tancrede as king, much to the anger of King Lionheart.

So the king, who commanded most of the crusaders, fought the first battle of Messina, which besieged Sicily, and forced Tancred to pay a ransom of 20,000 pounds of gold.

This is the other side of Richard, fierce and greedy, and his kindness only gives him care, such as his beloved mother, Queen Eleanor of England.

So don't expect Richard or apologize for it, he doesn't even feel it at all, as it should be, as it should be.

The situation on the battlefield is changing dramatically, and the barbarian mercenaries who have emerged from the land of ice and snow are the most popular warriors in Europe.

These northerners served their hired monarchs loyally, and they valued honor as a formidable force on the battlefield.

But in direct proportion to their bravery is their greed.

If there was no need for a large salary to appease these barbarians, the great Roman Empire Supreme certainly wouldn't mind raising a few more idlers.

"Push in, push in, kill all those who stand in our way!"

Seeing the fiercest barbarians in Europe come forward, even the elite swordsmen of the principality hurriedly retreated to the sides.

You must know that when they are friendly with these barbarians, they are always abused to death by these barbarians in ordinary fights.

"Come, let's see if your heads are as hard as our tomahawks!"

With a strange scream, the Northland barbarians came forward, their tall stature was even a head taller than the Seljuks, and their menacing expressions and scattered hair instantly terrified the French in friendly armies, as if recreating the old days when Viking warriors ravaged the continent.

It is not an exaggeration to say that these Northland barbarians have the same roots as the Vikings who were murderous in Western Europe back then.

The difference is that with the expansion of geographical distance, these pirate-born brute warriors are gradually divided.

Some of them entered Eastern Europe, where they cohabited with the locals and became a branch of the Slavs.

The Rus' were baptized by Orthodox priests sent by the Byzantine Empire, and some of them were even attracted to the Greek region under the extradition of successive emperors, and it can be said that a large part of the current Greeks have their blood.

The other two branches, known as the Normans, took root in Normandy and southern Italy, respectively, and both succeeded in establishing their own kingdoms.

The blood of the Ottwell family even infiltrated the imperial family, such as His Majesty Alexios Komnenos, now the Emperor.

The furious warriors of the Northlands fought fiercely, and they burst into the Seljuk formation in a wedge-shaped formation, opening up the battle that the Aquitaine swordsmen had not achieved after a long battle.

The Seljuks stubbornly resisted the ferocious attacks of the Northland warriors, but they were still scattered.

"Bet on my Lord's name, how can we fail!"

"Kill it, leave no one behind!"

William Marshall saw everything in the rear: "If it were on the plains, our knights should be able to overwhelm these barbarians!" ”

The royal ministers will not miss any opportunity to get to know each other better, and they will inevitably have to deal with these barbarians in the future.