Chapter 79: The Emperor's Subtlety

The fire arrows flying everywhere, still with a strange whistling sound, continued to kill and injure the congested Baldwin troops on the bridge, and under the flag over there, the angry Baldwin clenched the mace in his hand, "Let everyone hurry up, I can see those approaching ships, with Greek fire equipment installed on the bow!" โ€

Then, several standard-bearers around Baldwin suddenly writhed, and fell to the ground covering the wound of the arrow, and a moan sounded. Arrows flew from Baldwin's flanks, but by no means from the ships of the Greek emperor on the riverโ€”but from all corners of Juquintina's palace - and countless dark-skinned Tekopo mercenaries, dressed in scarlet robes and improvised leather cuirasses, poured out from all over the place chasing the flags, and crapped at Baldwin's line across the bridge, accompanied by a flurry of drawn bow shots, and the men in the front row had just finished shooting their bows and arrows, and the archers in the back rows took over.

There are also preset killer moves here - Alexios is really a powerful character unlike any opponent,

"Rush over!" Baldwin swung his mace in anger, these hateful half-blood soldiers, all hybrids of an evil people, minions of the Greek Emperor. Thirty or so armored knights then obeyed his orders, along with the rest of the auxiliary cavalry and infantry, shouting and charging valiantly against the Tekopo warriors who rushed from all the streets.

To the sound of the drums, the Turks gathered together and fired a denser array of arrows, directed at the Frankish horses.

This was a strategy and tactic granted by Alexios in advance: in the Battle of Thessaly, the emperor also deployed a large number of lightly armed archers to win a great victory against the invading army of Bohemond. Let Bohemond go back to Italy in embarrassment.

In less than half a minute, Baldwin's raid failed: most of the horses under the knights' crotches were shot dead and wounded. Abandoning their mounts and arrogant, they did not want to fight on foot, so they rushed back to the bridgehead to retreat in anger. But this time. On the St. Atkins Stone Bridge, the dead and wounded were lying on their pillows, and blood flowed down the bridge's various flood holes, seeping into the black river.

Baldwin and his wife held hands and stood at the head of the bridge, "All men, rush over and continue to fight, don't keep the knightly reserve anymore, Goethhild and I both hope that you can win and live." Opposite you are unarmed Greek and Turkic soldiers, and you don't have to bear any burden to kill them!"

These words had an effect, especially the cry of the woman Goethehild, which rekindled the fanatical will of all the knights, who, wielding their hammers and shields, abandoned their noble ways of fighting, and turned eastward, braving a rain of arrows. They made a brief charge on foot against the Turks, and soon killed them and left a piece of corpse behind, and they all retreated into the thick fog, absconding without a trace.

"Continue to rush forward. Head to Jukuntina Palace! In the melee, Baldwin led his men and followed the established destination. Fight and do without yielding.

And at this moment, the approaching Byzantine ships on the river. Bursting red flames erupted, and a strange and terrifying howl came from this side of the city wall. Went straight to the side of the Jukuntina Palace, "Greek fire!" The Swabian infantry regiment that was advancing on the stone bridge was swept by the hot flames, and dozens of people were burned to death and wounded, with burning hair and body, or rolled on the hot stone slabs, or jumped into the icy cold water, and the whole bridge was full of smoke, and it was impossible to pass for the time being.

The rest of the Panphelian ships approached the shore, and the Byzantine soldiers, armed with swords and bows, jumped ashore from the deck and bow of the ship, and began to prepare to outflank Baldwin's return route on the west side of the bridge, preparing to cut it off from the rest of the pilgrim procession, and annihilate Baldwin in Juquentina's palace.

Advance or retreat. All of Baldwin's knights and soldiers were at a loss, and the team was terrified: if you enter, around the Jukuntina Palace in front, you don't know how many soldiers and horses are lurking in the emperor; If you retreat, if the opportunity is unfavorable and the bridge is cut off by the Greek army, it will be the end of the total annihilation.

It was the third hour of the morning, and it was noon, but the sun had no intention of shining on the earth, and in the gloomy potholes of the snow, there was a battle in a radius of five or six curls around the Gate of St. Atkins: two of the three pilgrim teams were besieged and strangled by the subtle tactics of Emperor Alexios, and the emperor's lightly armed cavalry and archers galloped across the globe with great might and strength to destroy both Godfrey and Baldwin on the spot.

"Tremble before my bow and sword, ignorant brute, and I will give you a chance to kiss my boots!" After Alexios on the corner tower said this, his eyes were fixed on the movements of Gawain's cavalry company - the final result still depends on Gawain's movements.

At this time, Anna was still standing in front of the lattice, she could not see the battle situation in the distance, she could only see the flames of war burning everywhere on the side of the city wall, and the endless bells of the monastery, her mind was in a mess, Gawain did not know the life and death of now, and the war between her father and the pilgrims in the west had not yet been settled-back then, she was strongly opposed to her father's strategy of borrowing troops from the Holy See in Rome, but now she did not want her father to temporarily start a fierce war, which might turn the whole of Constantinople into smoke and dust in the flames of war, The pride of Rome will also be gone, and that will be the most terrible future.

However, Anna's worries could not stop the war from entering the white-hot critical moment, and soon in front of the infantry array, Billel saw the red feather ornament of the Grand Duke and galloped towards him.

"Billel, can you face the enemy from the Imperial Tomb, take my infantry company, and your Lombard infantry team, to guard this line? If I can, I'll entrust it to you; If not, I'll stay here. โ€

So Biller knew that this was the Grand Duke asking him to "show his determination", so he thought about it, grabbed the iron hammer, and slammed it twice on the ground, "No problem, definitely send back the Greeks from the imperial tomb." โ€

Gawain on horseback nodded, "Then your banner is the supreme instruction of this battlefield!" I leave you Giovanni, and half of the San Cyril cavalry company. โ€

At this moment, the infantry of the Byzantine Empire on the opposite side also approached, and the archers of the rear teams on both sides were shooting at each other very calmly, and the guard officer holding the iron flail saw Gawain standing under the banner and talking to the infantry commander Bilrell, and hatred surged into his heart, "Gawain, you can't run!" But Gawain just turned to look at him, and rode away on Quicksilver.

"Lombard company, thorn gun." Then, Biller's rugged roar rang out.

"Oh!" The three hundred companies of the armored militia shouted in unison, and then they bowed their heads, tore off the straps on the heads of their spears, pulled off the original Italian spearhead, threw it on the snow, and then took out a new spearhead from their own coats. (To be continued.) )