Gawain nodded, "What's going on over there in Bohemond?" ”

"The scout said that this Duke of Apulia occupies Gaofu in our northeast, but he is always watching the battle and does not make any moves."

"Ridiculous, Bohemond is waiting for me." Gawain grinned as he held the hilt of his sword, "Don't worry, as long as my banner appears to fight at the foot of the mountain, this guy will definitely attack Gilliki." ”

Then Gawain walked to the fluttering flag, looking at the vague patterns on it, the clear color of the flying frost fluttered and adhered on his armor, "Farov, Fitias, Eclesson, now that I'm back, sooner or later the battle flag of the Red Hand will be raised in the territory of Asia Minor, and the crescent banner will be pulled out by me Gawain one by one." Didn't your ancestor become a king by throwing his bloody severed hand on the land first? When he had finished reading, Gawain turned to Melo and Bramson and commanded:

"I need someone to take on a liaison role at Camp Civet, where my confidential officer, Anderodat, is there."

A young warrior from the crowd walked out with an excited expression, "Your Excellency, I am the second son of a Rhineland knight, and my name is Dorus. Lambert, I was the one who came to you for help, and now I am willing to take your orders to go to Civet. ”

"Very good Dorus, I remember your name. Now go on horseback, and I will give you twenty Brotherhood, and tell Androdart, that he should organize all the men, and mobilize the men and women of the pilgrims in the camp, and open a passage from Chivit to Exero by the path indicated by the flag. ”

"Passage?" Dorus was a little puzzled by the Grand Duke's orders.

"Well, that's right. With the tools and hands of pilgrims men and women. A new path from Civet to here. Otherwise, everyone will really die, you know! Gawain's words. Firm and stern, he pointed to the path between the meadow and the Civet, "At the latest, this old path will be cut off by the Turks." So I need to go through a new passage between the valleys, from Civet and Constantinople, to get new men and equipment. ”

"Yes, yes, Your Excellency." Lambert didn't hesitate for long. So he mounted his horse, and then twenty of the fraternities, clad in chain mail and armed with short spears, rushed with him to the other side of the hill.

"Merlot!"

"Here!" The handsome Greek warrior responded.

Gawain's hand pointed forward, "You are now the commander of all the teams, and you are solely responsible for the situation on the front line, and work closely with Billel to hold the high ditch." The retreating, the indecisive, the reckless, the noisy, your sword can be executed on the spot. ”

"Bramson."

"Yes, the Grand Duke."

"With ten members of the Brotherhood. Go to the isolated tower over there and be responsible for monitoring the entire battlefield. ”

Finally, Gawain stood with the remaining ninety Brotherhood and Warrior Warriors, "We are in the second lane of the fortress. It is also the final line of defense, and there is no way to retreat in the face of the enemy. Wait until Godfrey, Baldwin, and other reinforcements arrive. before you can lay down the weapon of killing. ”

"Send the heretics to hell!" A brotherhood, wielding a sword. Impassionedly.

"This body is the bow of St. Nicholas, and this body is the sword of St. Mikhail." All the rest of the Brotherhood members. They drew their swords out of their sheaths.

All the soldiers ran to the defensive line outside the fortress to fight their horses. In the cold wind of the night, Gawain came to Anna, "Muzafiadin and Sabina, everything is ready for you, in case things don't go well, you go to Civet." ”

"You said that you will go on a new journey together, do you still want to send me back to Brachna Palace?" Anna was unrelenting.

Agnes next to her hugged her knees, leaned against the rubble, and looked at the two with a complicated expression. Gawain nodded and said, "You just stay here, don't come to the deep ditch of the front line, where the stuff is too bloody and terrifying." ”

As the morning approached, the first rays of sunlight came from the zombie-strewn wilderness of Nicaea, and at the bottom of the high gully of Exero, there were layers of miserable corpses, pilgrims who had fallen during the escape, and the smoke from the extinguished torches of the Roma soldiers killed in the night attack last night.

Commanding the position of the advancing Gilici. Arslan, who soon saw the red hand crosssword banner fluttering high on the tower of the fortress of Axero, felt that this army pattern was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

At the same time, Gawain also saw the Roma Turks standing in array all over the mountains below, and the crimson eagle banner among them, and knew that even the Sultan of Konya had personally commanded this battle.

Sultan next to the vizier ibn . Maimun, after carefully observing the battlefield situation between the enemy and the enemy, suggested that "the Sultan should send a detachment to occupy the passage under the high ditch of Exero and cut off the communication between Chivit and there." Gilligi bowed, and then summoned Pak Ade, "with two hundred Armenian cavalry, and six hundred infantry, to accomplish this—and Hajib, with three thousand men, stood between Axero and the pilgrims' camp in case the enemy joined in; I'm here with my mentor, commanding everyone else to continue the onslaught. As for the Normans who appeared on the side of the city of Nicaea, Bohemond said that it was also my old friend, so it was enough to keep a small number of cavalry under surveillance, and send envoys to negotiate and stabilize it. ”

Then, in the wilderness beneath the high ditch of Exero, countless Turkic soldiers, infantry, and cavalry, shining in armor and raising a great deal of dust, followed the banners of their respective atabergs, lined up in strict formation, and moved on their own, "Sure enough, as the Grand Duke had expected, an army came towards our flank, to cut off the Civet camp from us. ”

"Don't act rashly, let them act on their own." Gawain, who was under the banner, also looked up and saw the signal from Bramson on the tower, and said very calmly, but in fact, he was also a little apprehensive in his heart, "It's up to Androdat and that Dorus." ”

And in Forsei's camp, where the lord was still chattering about the life and death of Reinold, trembling. Most of the rest of the pilgrims had lost their fighting spirit from yesterday and last night, and could only kneel behind the wooden fence and confess to God, hoping that when the Turks invaded immediately, the butcher's knife would be lucky enough to slash at the neck of their companions, bypassing them, and they would escape. Only Walter. Sanzabal was still leading a small number of determined men to defend the camp and repair the burnt fences and walls. The old knight's eyes were full of tired bloodshots, the armor he was wearing had not been removed for a moment, his voice was hoarse, and he was still directing and dispatching all the time. (To be continued.) )