A brig carrying the plenipotentiary envoys of the Holy See, albeit a little late, set sail from the harbor of Bari with the great mission of saving the remnants of the defenders of the city of Lazzo, and although the negotiations between Anselm and Rome broke down, the new Holy See held the scepter and made a great deal of demands for the whole city "to let go of these envoys, and to pray for the lost people who suffered in Durazzo, who were only deceived and instigated to go against the Roman emperor unwisely, and filled the Strait of Otranto with blood in vain." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

But what the envoys said, it was still a little late.

The Emperor had ordered the use of two siege cannons, six very destructive Bear Cannons, plus four "Caon mortars" and fourteen light wooden mortars, to concentrate on the southern ram of St. Michael's Monastery in the north of the city, to bombard the city of Durazo in an exterminating manner.

The day before, the emperor sent an envoy, escorted by twelve soldiers of the Imperial Tomb Guard, to beat and drum the military trumpet in a dignified manner, and paced under the curtain wall of the main gate of Dulazo, the messenger held a long halberd, and a swallow-tailed flag was tied to the branch of the halberd, and the words spoken by the envoy were also dignified, and he first said with emotion to the citizens of Dulazo who were requisitioned and sent to guard the pheasant:

"The people of Rome, the emperor is always worried about the danger of crying you, tomorrow early morning we will bombard the city wall on the north side, and the gunners will ensure that the amount of Khitan snow medicine kit will not penetrate and kill the blocks within the wall, but for the most basic safety reasons, His Majesty Baselius and Baselisa still persuade you to evacuate to other blocks tonight, and His Majesty will give you appropriate compensation after the battle for the houses that collapsed during the shelling."

This heart-warming advice moved the citizens on the pheasant moat inexplicably and cried.

The envoy then read the Emperor's ultimatum again, and demanded an answer from the enemy commander in the tower.

But the Count of Duane was wounded and captured, Giosophat and Goreto were killed together, Clembaude defected, and the city was in panic.

When there was no reply, the envoy stepped back with his halberd, and two other guards of the inner palace with gray and white swan feathers on their ring-shaped shoulder armor stepped forward and placed them in the basket hanging from the city with the sealed papers.

Then the trumpet sounded, and the emperor's envoys withdrew, and soon turned and disappeared through the forest, where well-groomed fortifications were erected in front of the forest, and behind which stood the axes, guns, and spears of the sentry soldiers.

The document was a brocade book of purple ink, stamped with the seals of Gawain and Anna, and it detailed the procedures for the citizens of Dulazo to be counted and sheltered after the city was broken, how to get out of the house, how to communicate with the imperial army, and how to go out of the city to resettle; It is also stipulated what to do with the surrendered soldiers, how the ransom will be, and what to observe.

In short, in the eyes of this couple, Durazo was completely in the bag after two or three days of shelling.

Half an hour before the bombardment of the day, Marcanias was ordered to wake up punctually from his tent, which was very small, with a semi-triangular entrance, in which the prince had dug out of the earth with a shovel, and in which a blanket was laid, and a windproof lantern hung from the stand, and a mechanical clock of astrolabe given to him by Princess Helena, which he cherished. The prince put on his armor, rolled up the blanket, put away the princess's mechanical clock, and then solemnly bowed to the Holy Land for a short time, and then turned on his horse.

The horse's hooves sounded, and he began to gallop along the path to the southern base, tasked with reporting to the emperor and his wife that the eastern siege troops under the command of his stepfather, General Branas, had been in order: the Defender Brigade and the Aphkin Brigade, and told the southern base that "the artillery bombardment could be carried out".

In front of the gray curved path, behind the open space under the city walls and behind the stretch of deer, the attacking force of the two brigades, a total of twenty-two companies, was ready, and behind this line there was a reserve echelon of forty companies, which was personally supervised by Branas, who was responsible for supporting the key troops. All the soldiers kept making waves of coaxing and fighting, as if the momentum alone was enough to crush the curtain wall, but the enemies on the pheasant moat at the head of the city were still fighting beasts, and the torches and lanterns were not extinguished all night.

When Markjanias was halfway through the run, the other guns in front of him began to bombard the southern fort: the earth shook, the roar of the fire cannons stirred, and long red flames burst out from different small forts, and the black cannonballs sparkled with shining sparks, pushed by those flames, and spun out long arcs to strike at the northern wall of Dulazo, the steep roofs and pheasant moats of the fortress in the early morning sun were smashed into rubble, and the gold-clad spires of the churches in the north of the city were soon swallowed up by the smoke and disappeared before the eyes of the prince.

The prince did not dare to slack off, and he rode through the heavy wooden gate to the top of the south base.

There, the emperor with a majestic beard, the crowned Barcelisa, the gray-haired imperial ink officer in embroidered robes, and many generals and guards in silver armor stood behind the "bear" cannon, and on the side of the parallel platform 150 feet apart were the "lion" cannons, the small flags of various colors on the two forts whirred in the wind, the inky clouds and mist on the sea were blowing, and the flames of the stove in the forts were also fanned, and the faces of the emperor, his wife, and his subordinates were all pale gold.

They were all in danger and supervised the firing of the cannons.

With reverence, the prince stepped forward to salute His Majesty and told Gawain, "The attack party to the east of the city is ready. ”

His Majesty nodded, turned to the crowd and said, "The Red Hand Brigade in the north of the city is also in order, and it is time for the lions and bears to roar, and if there is a gap in the north wall, all the soldiers will press on it, and take Dulazo, and raise our eagle banner at the head of the city." ”

After saying this, Barcelissa's face suddenly flushed, and she looked at the solemn, long, stout, and wild power of the "bear" cannon in front of her, until it was about to shoot earth-shattering, her hand suddenly pinched the corner of her robe, her breath became cloudy, and she snuggled up to Barcelus's side.

Because the emperor was by his side, the gunners of the bear cannon did not dare to shoot first for safety, and Stalianus waved the flag and asked the lion cannon over there to fire first.

Soon, Makjanias saw a "fire dragon" erupt from the artillery barrier on the other side, and a thunderous sound rumbled through it, and it was the lion cannon that sent a heavy projectile towards the north wall of Durazo.

The smoke rose and soon dissipated, and Makjanias wiped his eyes, and the outline of the north wall of Dulazo slowly resurfaced. But of course he didn't notice: Anna, who saw the cannon fired, gasped and almost collapsed in the crook of the emperor's arm.

Agnes, under the red umbrella, had a keen eye and shouted to the gunners, "No, there was no trauma to the north wall, because the charge was insufficient." ”

"Your Majesty, if you increase the Khitan snow according to what the Imperial Ink Officer said, the gun chamber and gun carriage may be a little dangerous." The gunners on the barrel turned in unison, raising concerns about Gawain.