The guard gritted his teeth and cut off the toes of Narcis, who endured the pain of fainting and shouted to the stunned Eastern Roman soldiers, who did not know what to do:

"Quick! Hurry up and close the gates! ”

The whole process happened very quickly, from the assassin's move to Narciss's order, but in a dozen seconds, the amount of information was too huge, so many soldiers in Eastern Rome were stunned one by one, and they didn't react to what happened, until they heard Narciss's order, the Eastern Roman soldiers reacted, and they no longer cared about making trouble, and rushed down the city wall.

Some of the soldiers shouted for the Eastern Roman soldiers outside not to come in again.

Others pushed the heavy oak gates to keep them shut.

However, how could the Eastern Roman soldiers outside give up their plans to run in so easily?

If you don't close the door again, the barbarians will rush in? But the Eastern Roman soldiers outside the city thought it was:

What's the big deal with one more and one less? I'm alone, so what's the point of letting me in and delaying for a second? Besides, if it falls into the hands of the barbarians, even if it can be redeemed in the end, it is not nothing, and the treatment of prisoners of war can be imagined, they must eat worse than dogs, do more than cattle, rise earlier than chickens, and be beaten and scolded if they are not careful.

If the other party is in a bad mood, they may be beaten to death as a punching bag.

At the same time, there are also some Eastern Roman soldiers who are relatively dark in psychology, thinking that they will be guilty, and the bastards who fled into the city in advance should not think about it, so they simply blocked the city gate, and waited until the barbarians entered the city and everyone was finished together, and they would also pull a cushion when they died.

At this time, in the Catholic coalition army, Randy climbed a small hill on the outskirts of the city, looked through a monocular, and understood the situation at the city gate.

The city gate is small, and it can't hold tens of thousands of defeated soldiers at all, and the guys in the city seem to be afraid of recruiting the enemy in and want to close the gate, so they will all be blocked at the city gate.

"Damn, I don't know if the assassins succeeded."

Randy gritted his teeth and ordered: "Don't patronize the prisoners, give me a storm at the city gates, and enter Naples for three days, the Greeks have good things in the city, which are worth more than ransom, hurry up and learn from me." ”

The knights of the Guards immediately shouted at the top of their voices, while encouraging more Norman soldiers to shout and loot, which was the only way to boost morale in the Middle Ages.

Suddenly, the coalition soldiers blushed with excitement and had thick necks, left the Eastern Roman rout who were driven like rabbits, picked up the guys and killed them at the city gate.

The Eastern Roman soldiers who wanted to enter the city were all facing away from the coalition army, and they would not even resist at all when they killed, which was easier than killing pigs.

At the gates of Naples, a large number of Greeks fell at once.

Seeing such a massacre, the Eastern Roman soldiers were completely different from the prisoners that Narcisse had mentioned, and they panicked even more, desperately trying to enter the city, and some of the Eastern Roman soldiers in the back turned their heads, seeing that the allied soldiers were about to kill, gritted their teeth and took up their weapons and slashed at the robe in front, wanting to use their corpses as stepping stones to escape alive.

This move was soon emulated by other Eastern Roman soldiers, who were inferior to wild beasts in their undisciplined armies, killing their own men in order to survive, even more brutally than their enemies.

The city of Naples instantly became a purgatory on earth, so dense that even friendly and enemy forces could not be distinguished.

Just slash and kill each other......

Then he was slashed by the enemy......

The Eastern Roman army under the city of Naples was rapidly decreasing at an unimaginable rate.

"Rush! Rush! Rush into the city to grab TM's. ”

Like the Eastern Roman soldiers who killed the red eyes, the coalition soldiers were also red-eyed, all kinds of negative emotions were shrouded, killing, sexuality, greed, all this must be alleviated, and the coalition soldiers now do not need any encouragement, their own movement is enough to support them to move forward with their best efforts.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! Shoot them! ”

Seeing that under the city walls, it had become so chaotic, in order to survive, the Eastern Roman soldiers killed each other like wild beasts, and Narsis, who hastily bandaged his wounds, almost fainted with heartache.

At this moment, the famous generals of the Eastern Roman Empire who can rank in the top three have gone completely crazy, their helmets have been thrown aside, their cloaks are waving their long swords in their hands, and they are shouting hoarsely, and the Eastern Roman soldiers who hurriedly change their bows and crossbows are also red-eyed, and what Narcis said about them is understood by them as everyone under the city tower.

But none of this matters, extraordinary times are very good, just close your eyes and grit your teeth and let go.

Seeing that the people in the city not only did not let themselves enter the city, but also killed themselves with arrows, those Eastern Roman soldiers who were outside were also anxious, and they were also murderous at their colleagues who blocked their entry into the city.

"Let you not let Lao Tzu come in, let you shoot Lao Tzu with arrows, and everyone will die together."

The Eastern Roman soldiers screamed like wild beasts, and the horrors of the end of the world continued to unfold, and Narciss's vocal cords were bleeding and dizzy as he saw the undisciplined rout rush into the city and kill people without purpose.

Because of the double stimulation of the excessive bleeding from the chopped toe and the scene in front of him, the poor Eastern Roman general couldn't help but cry loudly.

"It's over! It's all over! ”

While Narcisse was howling, Randy, who was standing outside the city, couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Won, I won this battle, no one can stop me, I am the most powerful king in the world." ”

However, just when one gave up hope and the other confirmed victory, a mutation struck!

The Varangian mercenaries, who were the first to flee back to the city and retain their intact formation, began to charge towards the city gates under the leadership of Harold, wielding their battle axes in their hands, cutting down all the Eastern Roman routs in their way, and controlling the situation little by little with bloody means.

Immediately afterwards, a group of Varangians were sent out of the city, gritting their teeth and desperately resisting those Roman routs for dozens of seconds, and the Varangians in the city took advantage of this effort to completely seal the city gate.

Seeing that the city gate was completely sealed, the Eastern Roman soldiers outside the city cried out.

Seeing that the Catholic coalition had fallen short, they also shouted unwillingly in their hearts.

"Just a little bit! Just a little bit! ”

Seeing the gates closed, Randy eventually fell short.

However, these words can only be said in his heart, as a king, the commander of the coalition army, what he has to do now is to boost the morale and reinvigorate the coalition soldiers who feel discouraged.

So......

Randy rode around the blood-soaked and muddy battlefield and shouted, "Today we are victorious, soldiers, don't be discouraged, we have only a slightly flawed end in the end, but this does not detract from our glory, we have defeated the Eastern Roman Empire." ”

Accompanied by Randy's high-spirited shouting speech, the coalition soldiers cheered.

That's right! It's just that we didn't break through Naples, we won a big victory in the head-to-head duel, pursued for more than ten kilometers in a row, even if we didn't take the city in the end, it was just a small flaw, the spoils of war, the prisoners of war, we have gained more, and the city of Naples will not run away with long legs on its own, those Greeks who have been frightened by us, can they still hold the city? If we can beat them the first time, we can beat them the second time, and no one can take it away from us.

After figuring this out, the morale of the coalition army was high, and the sequelae after a day of fighting also hit, and most of the soldiers were so excited that they almost fell down directly, and they no longer had the idea of fighting the city of Naples.

Holding each other and holding their weapons, they packed up the robbers' booty, hung them around their necks and ordered them to carry them, and then drove their own prisoners of war to the north to the Allied barracks.

This battle of Narus is officially over!

Randy looked up at the sky and found that the sun had set unconsciously, and someone in the coalition army had already raised a torch, took out his pocket watch and looked at it, it turned out to be nearly six o'clock in the afternoon, although there was very little time to go to the battlefield, but Randy felt that the physical strength he had spent was no less than that of those soldiers, one was not paying attention and almost fell off the horse, it seemed that the pampering of the previous period was indeed a little too much.

The soldiers of the coalition army over there returned to the camp in victory, but the Eastern Roman soldiers here had a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe, and a few of them looked at the dead silence around them, and also shut up, some soldiers were extremely tired mentally and physically, and they threw their heads directly back, fell to the ground and fell asleep, and more soldiers seemed to have lost their souls, and their eyes were wandering aimlessly......

"What the hell is wrong with us? Is it over? ”

Immediately after that, a Roman soldier who lost his soul fell to the ground, and his head was knocked to the ground, and he remembered the terrifying allied soldiers on the battlefield, the hideous Norman iron horseman, the humiliating defeat, the cannibalism like an animal, the robe that died in his own hands, and the brother whose fate was unknown.

As if it were a contagious disease, the other Eastern Roman soldiers, infected by the mood of sorrow, also began to cry, and the whole of Naples was enveloped in a desolate atmosphere.

"Humph!"

Harold, the leader of the Varangian mercenaries, snorted lightly, raised his head to look at Narciss, who seemed to be twenty years old, and his face was as ugly as he looked, and then glanced at his subordinates, and found that these barbarian mercenaries, who were not afraid of the sky and the earth on weekdays, seemed to be infected by these sad emotions at this moment, and their faces were very ugly.

"Mom and Dad are dead, aren't they? What are you doing with a sad face? Cheer me up, no matter how big the wind and waves are, it's not that I haven't seen it, isn't it just that I lost a battle, what are you afraid of? What is there to be afraid of? Harold encouraged his men in this way, and then ran up the wall to report to Narsis.

After the defeat during the day, Narsis no longer has a good impression of this mercenary leader, although he led the Varangian mercenaries to save the city of Naples at the last moment, but this is not so much out of loyalty to the empire, but more of a self-preservation, after all, once the city is destroyed and burned, their thousands of mercenaries will definitely not be much better, Harold must have such a move out of his own safety, if he trusts him, maybe he can sell everyone to those barbarians in the blink of an eye, Change it for a good price.

Similarly, it is even more impossible for Narcisse to forget that it was Harold who fled with his men at the most critical moment, which led to the collapse of the entire line.

"Cut! I saved the lives of all the people in Naples, including you, a little rabbit, and that's how you talked to me? Harold didn't pay any attention to the two guards, and arrogantly regarded himself as a benefactor, as if he were his own grandson, and reprimanded the guards.

After regaining a little regain, Narsis waved his hand to the two guards back: "What the hell are you up to?" ”

Although Narciss's heart dealing with this guy was disgusting to the extreme, Narsis understood that if he wanted to hold the city of Naples now, he had to rely on the strength of these damned, erratic, and unruly Varangian mercenary regiments, at least until the Eastern Roman army regained morale a little, and Narcisse had to rely on these unreliable mercenaries.

"Reward!"

Harold didn't feel embarrassed at all, and directly stretched out his big furry hand and said to Narciss: "I want a reward!" ”

"Bounty?"

Although he had already guessed the other party's intentions, Narsis had no idea that the other party would be so shameless and take it for granted, as if he owed him.

"That's right! Reward! Eastern Roman Uncle, we work hard, you pay, this is what we Varangian mercenaries agreed before they joined the Eastern Roman Empire, if it weren't for our desperate resistance today, Naples would have been breached, so give me some little rabbit cubs under the reward, shouldn't it? ”

"Your ......"

After hearing Harold's shameless words, one of Narcis's guards couldn't help it and wanted to go up and teach the bastard a good lesson, but was stopped by Narcis.

"Before that...... Didn't His Majesty the Emperor already pay you a commission? Narcis said.

"Indeed! But the former is the before, the current is the present, and what we want now is the reward for fighting bravely and defending the city of Naples. Harold quibbled.

"How much do you want?" Narcis asked through gritted teeth.

"I calculated, one hundred Varangian mercenaries who died outside the city, the settling-in allowance I gave them was three hundred florin gold coins per person, and the one thousand six hundred and fifty-two Varangian mercenaries who died in the previous battle, they also wanted a settlement fee of one hundred florin gold coins each, and the one hundred and twenty-eight men who were seriously injured and could not participate in the war in the future were also one hundred florin gold coins, and those who were injured but could still participate in the battle were eight hundred and sixty in total, twenty florin gold coins each, and the three hundred brothers who rushed with me before, Ten florins per person, and finally I asked for a reward of five thousand florins, which adds up to a total of 238,800 florins, and if you don't have that much money for a while, jewelry, title deeds, etc., I can accept it, but this is a twenty-percent discount. ”

I have to say that Harold is indeed a very good mercenary leader, and even excellent in mathematics.

"Why don't you grab it?" Narcisse blurted out.

"Why, do you want me to do it myself? That's a really good idea. ”

Eventually, Narcisse chose to compromise, the city of Naples could no longer withstand any more storms, and if he did anger the Varangians, perhaps they would actually loot the city of Naples and sell himself and the Eastern Roman army to the Catholics.

"My patience is limited, and after two days, I'm going to get what I want."

When Harold had finished speaking, he saw that Narcis was not speaking, so he took his attitude as acquiescence, and then ran down the wall with a smug smile, and loudly announced to his subordinates the money he had earned.

Narciss' face was gloomy as he looked at the Varangians cheering in inverse proportion to the desolate atmosphere of the Eastern Roman army......

(End of chapter)