The allied muskeoners without any melee cover were caught off guard, and the cavalry of the Kingdom of Georgia was violently attacked, and the rows of spears were violently advanced, and they were suddenly overturned by stabs and knocked over countless times, and the front collapsed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the array of musketeers on the front line was crushed, in the sound of sharp trumpets, from the jungle on the shore of the lake in Roy City, many Armenian heavy cavalry suddenly stood out, and the commander was the cavalry commander under the builder David, the great nobleman Zakarias, who was born in the "Ani line", all the cavalry and horses galloped like the wind, and scattered the left flank of the coalition army.

At this moment, the princes of Haddadi and Sylvan, Manushihel and Ahmadi, hurriedly threw down the banner of the sun in the confusion, mixed with the ranks of slaves and servants, and fled south in a panic.

At this moment, King David of Georgia, who was standing on the mountain to supervise the battle, raised the eagle scepter with satisfaction, and asked the infantry of the royal family to cooperate with the Alan chariot to all move forward, and pursue the troops to the end, "Do not let go of any enemy soldiers." ”

"One of Gawain's wings has been removed, as you wish." Mentor George, the Mentor of the Holy Oaks, stepped forward and congratulated, "I will soon climb the Greater Caucasus Mountains and go further north to the Cuman steppes to recruit more warriors for you." ”

"Well, hard work for my mentor. The trumpet of the decisive battle has sounded, and I must not put on that woman's dress and suffer the humiliation of Gawain, a barbarian, even if I spend ten years of the entire kingdom to win. David's eyes sparkled with confidence, and then his voice became majestic, "What's so fearful about the so-called fire guns?" It's just that the huge pungent Khitan snow smoke and flashing sound are used to frighten the fools and horses who don't know this, and the defense of the city is acceptable, and once I see through the field battle, it is really vulnerable to charge with trained cavalry. ”

Then the herald's cavalry came rushing and said, "Tell my king that the enemy of Roy Castle has been discarded, and how shall our eagle banner advance and retreat?" ”

"Keep going, the Eagle Banner continues to face south until the Black Lake and Ani City!" The builder David looked at the infinite plateau and clouds upward, and was full of ambition, "When I enter the Great Armenian Plateau, I want to see the Great Ark Mountain." With that, David shrugged his other shoulder, "Go, Mitra." ”

With that, a spotted-breasted Khorasan falcon on King David's shoulder, with a hoarse roar, soared up and swept towards the sky where thousands of horses were fighting.

Under the fierce pursuit of the Kingdom of Georgia, the corpses of Haddadi and Hilvan's army were strewn all over the field, and Manuhihel fled back to Ani in despair. Ahmadi and his guards fled southeast for two days and nights, until they saw the spire of the Taulis Mosque in the capital.

Manuhihel summoned all the servants and ladies in the city of Ani and told them miserably, "The mighty army has been lost and captured on the battlefield of Roy, and I cannot afford the ransom." But further south, at the castle of Toltomi, there are still soldiers and horses stationed there, and I am ready to flee there. ”

So everyone cried and abandoned the majestic city of Ani, which had a strong tendency among the Greeks and Armenians to be disgusted with foreign domination and eager for the arrival of David the Builder, and many of them secretly dyed eagle flags to welcome the "liberators" (for it was said in the Georgian royal family that the real kings of all generations would have an eagle-shaped birthmark on their shoulder blades, so that many of the small flags in their country were marked like pheasants because of their poor technology).

A few days later, when Manuchhel arrived at Tortomi, he wrote a letter begging for reinforcements and sent it to Meritene "with great fear and fear to show it to His Highness the Patron of the Great Lord, that he might satisfy the poor pleas of his humble servants." ”

The first to receive the letter were the officers and men of the Yefandouni brigade, and they did not dare to slack off, so they immediately selected the most astute horsemen and the strongest Cappadocian steeds and flew like arrows towards the city of Meritene.

In the spring, Mélitene has gradually regained its flourishing appearance of three centuries ago, and the canal has given it a rebirth of its incomparable vitality, and although it is not accessible to large boats due to the limitations of the river and the topography, the flat-bottomed boats are full of shuttles, and behind the high embankments live a large group of families who have settled here to take care of the river on the condition of tax exemptions. In front of the canopy under the walls of Meritene, there are a grid of trading stalls, where merchants from all directions, with mules, horses and camels, sell all kinds of goods from the mountains and the sea, and the Armenian Chamber of Commerce is particularly active, which can be regarded as the revival of the dead Merrik's masterpiece "Sebastian Trade Road".

The liveliest part of the city was the camp in the brigade camp, where women of all colors and hairs were crowded and bargained and quarreled, and some of the soldiers' "tails" (camp prostitutes) were responsible for taking care of their daily life during his expedition; Some are female traders who come to look for business or warblers in the city.

In front of the yard, where several riders with feathers on their helmets whipped diagonally past the edge of the camp and dried all kinds of clothes and saddles, a group of red-handed soldiers with short shaved hair or bald heads shouted in Latin, "Is it going to open?" ”

The riders, most of whom belonged to the Yefandouni Brigade, spoke some Latin, and as they passed by, they replied in a thick voice, "Soon there will be a place where you will die." Then he rushed to the city gate in the midst of laughter.

In the palace, Gawain sat in front of the sand table, while Wen Ruominna, the sleeping officer, took the pen with one hand and coped with the paperwork for him—although she suffered a heavy blow, the girl from Adigai persevered tenaciously, and in a short time became proficient in writing on her left wrist.

After receiving the lament from the prince of Haddadi, Gawain was very dissatisfied, and turned to Wen Ruomina and said, "They themselves are not good at using firearms and spearmen, and they still complain about the ineffectiveness of the weapons I sponsored. And Manushihel has a pleading tone throughout, like a dealer in the market, who mentions anything of value at all—such as the composition of David's army the builder, what tactics were used to defeat him, where the current strategy was, and so on. ”

"Then I'll write back to him as you wish."

"Yes, hard work. Since the confidential officer Philaktos has gone to Sebastian to liaise with the Holy Sister and other matters, these trivial matters can only be entrusted to you. “

Wen Ruomina hurriedly smiled and shook her head, saying that this is my duty, and besides, it is very convenient to have official dealings with the Hetomian Imperial Ink Officer of the Tarsus side, after all, the other party is very smart and can accurately express Caesar's meaning.

When the sleeping officer raised his left wrist and began to write, Gawain stood up and thought that it was time for Theognes to arrive at Karles.

He was tasked with the daunting task of exploring the castle's defenses.