At this time, Praget, who was leaning on the firing port, was also very nervous, holding the soft ladder rope in his palm, trembling, knowing that he was located in a small tower side by side with the Rosellon Tower, with two floors, and the lower floor was an officer, who had taken the rest of the patrol officers away, and above was another Turkic officer, and this person was a murderer without blinking, and it was this gentleman who had brutally executed Adalbello and Beatrice before, as well as four Yaggie's own soldiers, and a ballista.

The upper and lower floors of the small tower are connected by staircases, and there is also a double passage between the small tower and the Rosellon tower, in which the emir, who was known for his prudence, dwelt. There is only a wall of betrayal and conspiracy, which is why Prajit is so nervous.

"Damn, for God's sake, John. For Oakhill's sake! Accompanied by the sound of the wind, the voices below continued to come up, with great anxiety.

Prajit closed his eyes desperately, banged his head on the wall of the small tower war room, and kept muttering, "What should I do, how should I do it, although I had made up my mind to dedicate myself to the Lord, but at this moment, the love for my life has made me suffer from the invasion and intimidation of the demon 'Gou Ji'. ”

Under the wall, Wright's forehead was covered with sweat and he was still shouting the code to the windows of the tower, but Gawain pressed his back closer to the wall, and the hand holding the handle of the scimitar clenched and let go.

On the other side of the earthen embankment of the Horse Rejection Wall, Bramson also quietly stuck his head out, looking at the silent black tower, equally anxious.

Pragitte had not yet made up his mind, and on the defensive walls of the "Sansadoni Asta", several Normans had already climbed halfway up the soft ladder, the top of which was New Bohemond, and in second place was Bohemond's butler, a man named Payne, who in the wind was trembling and climbing up under the gaze of the rest, and when Payne raised his forehead, he saw two Turks lying there with wolf-like eyes in their eyes, looking at them condescendingly.

"Hey" Payne was just about to ask about New Bo Himmond, and he was about to call out directly to the two Turks, asking why they were blocking their climbing route.

And he was destined to be too late, and soon the two Turks were accompanied by two glittering scimitars that stretched out.

"Don't!" Payne raised his forehead and screamed bitterly, but soon the rope burst and his body jerked into the air, followed by a rapid fall.

A strand of flesh whizzed from the towering walls into the shattered rocks with severed ropes, and before the eyes of Bohemond and Tancred, blood was splattered, including the Turkic servants he had just surrendered, and he was given the same name as himself, and the feeling was as painful as if he had been thrown to death.

And Payne, the most loyal official, fell directly on the tip of the spear of the pilgrim below, and went straight through the ribcage, his limbs and head bent like puppets with broken threads, and his eyes before death also looked at Bohemond.

The walls above were blazing, shouts of killing were everywhere, and the towers were shot out, throwing heads, all of them were the internal responders who had just been executed, and the Turkic soldiers who had been on guard suddenly appeared on the entire curtain wall, shooting a flurry of arrows below, and there were fleeing and scurrying figures everywhere below, including Bohemond.

Werner flipped to his feet and raised his shield with the other soldiers to shield Godfrey's eyes, "What now?" ”

But Godfrey was at a loss and couldn't think of any good idea.

"What are you doing, Prajit!" The two Turkic soldiers, walking down the second staircase of the small tower, saw the man lying nervously on the windowsill of the shooting port, and asked sternly.

Prajit was immediately frightened, turned over and blocked the windowsill with both hands, covering the soft ladder on it, dumbfounded, the two Turkic soldiers looked at each other, and couldn't help but have serious suspicions about him, so they drew their knives and approached Prajit.

"There" Prajit stammered, just raised his hand, at this moment at the front tower, suddenly there was a clashing shouts of killing, and the sound of ballistas and bowstrings, the two Turks were stunned, and then the voice of the Ghazi officer on the second floor above came, "You guys, go to reinforce the war over there, the enemy's strategy of sneak attack, has been seen through by the all-powerful emir." ”

The two Turkic soldiers agreed, beckoned Prajit to follow, and ran with their knives in the aisle of the small tower towards the "Sansadoni Asta" on the other side.

Here, it was extremely quiet for a moment, and under the city walls it was not known whether Gawain and they were scared away, and with such hesitation, Pragit regained his courage again, swallowed and spit, and poked his head out of the tower, the vague wall of rejection, and the lush linden forest, and suddenly a few people leaned out of it, and then Pragit heard the noisy sound of arrows breaking through the air, and the wooden lintels and debris of the windowsill beside him flew wildly, and he screamed in amah In the light of the fire, he saw the tail fins of crossbow arrows inserted in a mess on the wooden mullions and mullions, and then a voice full of energy shouted, "If you don't throw the ladder down, we will betray you to the city lord too!" This is Bramson's shout, the crossbow bolts just now were also shot by him and his subordinates, after shouting, Bramson sat back behind the horse rejection wall, several soldiers handed him new crossbow arrows, which he knocked out with his hands, "What else to shoot, draw the sword!" ”

Hearing this shout, eighty Italian veterans, all leaning against the wall of rejection, drew their swords with a brush, "Go on, go climb, give your lives to the Lord and your comrades." You must know that it is the Lord's mercy to us that we sacrificed our lives for this, Amen. After these brief prayers, the veterans kissed the blades or blades of their swords, buckled their helmets and visors, or pulled down their long nose guards, and then they discarded the coverings in a grand manner, and climbed over the wall of rejection, and walked towards the Rosellon Tower.

Frightened, Pragit didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly threw his hand, the soft ladder rolled in the wind, and then hung down to the heel of the city wall, Pragit tied the other end to the mullions, tied a dead knot and tied it steadily, then turned around, snorted, pulled out his saber, and blocked the staircase on the first and second floors, with a big gasp.

Behind him, between the dead knots of the rope and the mullions, there was soon a violent grinding sound under the force, squeaking.

"Well done Bramson!" Gao Wen gave a thumbs up to the approaching subordinates, and then was about to climb up, "Your Highness, please let me be the vanguard this time." Wright suddenly leaned in and made this request.

Gawain looked at him, didn't hesitate anything, and nodded.

Wright took a lunge and rushed up, carrying other iron hooks and ropes behind him, and the weapon was a dagger worn on his belt, and climbed up the soft ladder step by step, "Beatrice, although you don't know me at all, I also have the right to avenge your death. (To be continued.) )