At the gates of San Romanus, the rebel soldiers yawned boredly. It was late at night, but they were sent here to guard the gates, and they could neither enter the city to plunder, nor go back to the camp for a rest.

At this time, the pebbles on the ground shook, and the rebel soldiers gradually felt the earth tremble, and the melodious horn sounded from far and near, this is the cavalry's charge!

"Oh no! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Close the door! Close the door! Lewis, an experienced petty officer, had already sensed that something was wrong, and the unknown enemy attack had cast a shadow over him.

The giant gate made a "rumbling" sound in the process of pushing, and the soldiers at the gate were already out of control in panic, they were terrified and didn't know what to do! Some people saw that the situation was not good, and turned and ran.

When the defender Lewis saw this, he could only shout angrily for the soldiers to gather around him, but in the darkness only sixty or seventy people answered his call, and a small semicircular array of guns was dispersed and thus combined.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually became louder like the crashing waves of the sea, and Lewis could even clearly see the sweat on the foreheads of the soldiers around him by the light of the fire, tears of fear in his eyes, and the spear in his hand was actually trembling slightly.

The current situation made Lewis extremely frustrated, such a soldier was almost destined to die against the enemy's rolling iron cavalry, and could only secretly spit on those damned nobles, if they hadn't faced such a danger themselves.

There was no way back, and if they could not stop the iron flow of the cavalry here, even if they turned around and ran towards the central avenue of Constantinople like those deserters, they would only be slaughtered like lambs by the cavalry in the open field, gamble!

"Gun array, stretch forward! If you don't want to die, listen to me! ”

Lewis roared loudly, he could only pin his last hope on these young master soldiers, the world is not so helpless, since he defected to the great nobles of the imperial capital.

"Shoot!" There was also a shout of anger in the distant rolling iron stream, and the sky was covered with a rain of arrows in an instant, and the rebel soldiers quickly endured two waves of arrows, and a small half of them fell before they could engage in battle.

"Ahh A soldier beside Lewis shouted like a man, and then rushed out with a gun.

"Bastard! Come back! "Lewis was already out of his anger, the originally well-organized gun array was loose, and the few remaining soldiers were still afraid, and he was too much of a commander to play half of his skills on the battlefield......

"Charge! Kill them! Khayyam entered the battle first, and the bright saber cut off two spears, and the spear head flew into the air, followed by blood splashing, and Khayyam was just a thrust, and he had become a bloody man.

The knights of the Second Legion followed Khayyam like a sharp blade, slicing through the spears of the rebel soldiers at the gates like cream, and these former Kings were like a drop of water in the sea that could not splash a wave.

Lewis, the defender of the city, did not die in the first wave of cavalry charges, but also cut off two knights, but his right hand was obviously useless with his right hand hanging close to his body, and his outstanding martial arts could not save the overall situation, and Khayyam did not turn back to kill him again.

Lewis grabbed his right shoulder with his left hand, although he skillfully avoided the impact under the impact of the cavalry just now, but his right hand was still useless, the blood covered his eyes, and he could only squint slightly, and the second wave of cavalry came again.

I can't escape, so I died dishonorably, and I was marked as a rebel, heh! I'm so miserable!

Lewis reminisced about his life, closed his eyes, and for a moment the cold spread throughout his body, huh! Who is that standing headless body?

The second wave of cavalry continued to follow, and Alexios was just surprised that Khayyam, who had just rushed in, still had a living mouth, so he easily cut off the man's head.

"Khayyam! You take people to Hagia Sophia to ensure the safety of the Patriarch! The rest of me go to Omiya! ”

The Emperor's voice in the darkness of the night pointed the way for the Roman warriors, and for a moment the iron cavalry diverted, and the sound of horses' hooves echoed through the streets again.

The citizens of Constantinople hurriedly closed their doors, and who would dare to open them at this time? If you let the rebels in, you're a fool! May God bless and the Romans prayer earnestly for the protection of the Lord.

The sound of fighting at the gates, the terrible screams, the sound of weapons clashing against each other, and the battle everywhere, Alexios Angelos and the patriarchs of the families of Ducas, Laskalis, and Palaioleg were all together.

Although Isaac rescued them all, many of them were so weak that they could not hold a sword, even if they could smash people with stones.

"Go to Omiya, my brother is there! We don't go there now, and when the Qin Wangjun comes, there will be no place to bury!" ”

Little Angelos leaned against the wall and gasped, he couldn't have imagined that the situation would suddenly take a turn for the worse, obviously just now he was still in the upper hand, and this time he would become a lost dog, and the day when he would continue like this and become a prisoner again was not far off.

"Let's go!" He couldn't wait any longer, now the city was full of iron horses, the sound of horses' hooves was equivalent to a life talisman, his heart was pounding, but his feet were weak and weak.

"Guys, long time no see! How here! The cavalry led by Khayyam surrounded the street at once, and the dense torches illuminated the dark night, and little Angelos had just been released from prison and was not yet accustomed to the light, so he covered it with his hands.

"As a nobleman, how can you be sent to prison again by you pariahs?"

Little Angelos knew that he had no luck, and he slammed straight into Hayyam, and in an instant a bloody light wet the faces of the others.

Old Ducasse reached out and touched his cheeks with blood, fell to his knees with a thud, grabbed the ground with both hands, and couldn't stop the tears from flowing, I don't know if it was fear! It's still a desire to live, but I really don't want to die!

Khayyam clenched his saber tightly, and was wary of the rest of the people, who would not do the same! Just when he hesitated, several big nobles knelt on the ground, all kowtowing their heads, wanting to live!

"Phew! It turns out that there is only one hard bone! Khayyam put his knife back into its sheath and stopped looking at the men.

"Let's go, let's go to Hagia Sophia to prevent the mob from storming the church, and protect the pastor!"

A few prisoners who managed to escape were reduced to prisoners in just a few hours, and were dragged backwards by the cavalry with ropes.

Khayyam didn't care about the life and death of these people, following Alexios for so long, of course he understood the emperor's thoughts, these people couldn't live!