"Our archery team, draw the bow and shoot the arrow!" Earl Duane was a battle-hardened man, and he knew that if he succeeded in his close range shot, his Chinese army would all collapse. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the daylight shifted, Prince Makjanias, who had been watching the battle on the left flank terrace, couldn't help but grasp the wooden fence in front of him when he saw this magnificent and cruel battlefield that was completely different from what he imagined.

At the same time, at the head of the city of Durazo, beside the muzzle of the cannon with blue smoke, the remaining Tafur knelt on the stone slab with his head in his hands, and then burst into tears, and looked at the sky covered by thick smoke with his palms together, praying and begging St. Mark to come down with a sword to protect his soldiers and his brother from injury and death, and the crimson swallow-tailed flag of the Venetian people was flipped in the wind in front of him.

At the command of Count Duane, the Sicilian Brown Army and the lightly armed archers of Calabria stood their quivers on the ground, drew three arrows and put them on the strings, and then looked a little above the line of enemy archers, ready to throw a rain of overhead heads.

On the battlefield of Durazzo in the twenty-sixth year (the previous miscalculation, written sixteen years ago, I apologize here), the archers of Calabria were in great prowes and it was their skillful archery that prevented the axe-wielding advance of Emperor Alexios' Varangian guards, and now they were about to show their might again.

The sun had risen in the east, and the flags and icons behind Gawain and Anna on the Imperial Camp Hill were shining brightly, and the light happened to pass through the valley and swooped down on the arrows of the Normans of Sicily, making them unbearable.

"Turn the helmet!" At the command, the Calabrian or Sicilian Crescent began to spin their light amphora helmets over their heads, so that the headcloth and blinds covered their eyebrows, blocking most of the sunlight, and then they refilled their bowstrings at the sides of their bodies.

But at this moment, the serpent spit out a fuse-like hiss sounded - the two-wheeled copper clam carts and rocket carts pushed out by the Gawain Shooting Army shot out clusters of orange "shooting stars", the earth under his feet was trembling, the air was burning, and the cork arrow shafts were sparks in the air, staining the entire battlefield with a terrifying band of light, and then they burrowed into the wings of the Normans, Hungarians, and Venetians, and the fire and blood mist burst everywhere.

The entire sky over the Durazo and the Ishmi River was shrouded in a huge and rising smoke.

Banners were shining on the hill, and spearmen from the various terraces followed in a procession of spearmen from the two brigades of Gimagis and Opshkin.

And in the valley between the terraces, a large number of Gao Wenfang's cavalry also gathered and poured out, their saddles were placed on the backs of their mounts, and all of them were armed with various weapons, apparently prepared.

Gawain and Anna did not believe the deployment sent by the secret envoy of Clem Bald before, so they secretly strengthened their combat readiness around the Imperial Camp Mountain, and the enemy really surrendered himself.

And in the north of Durazo, in the artillery fort of St. Mikhail's Monastery, the positions of the Red Hand Brigade also began to fire artillery, firing fiercely at the towers of the city walls, and the battlefield entered the stage of decisive victory!

Count Duane could no longer stay on the hills, he had to rush to the front and calm down the violently shaken command, all the arrows were disrupted by the hordes of rockets fired by the enemy, the lightly armed soldiers were frightened and slaughtered, and began to look at the river behind them to break down, while the hoplites were crowded and dazed, and they could only see the smoke around them, and smell the pungent smell, and the flurry of banners and nowhere to be found.

Gawain's archers spun the barrel arrows from their two-wheeled carts on the pivot and lit the fuses, and all the arrows on that side were also on fire, firing a second round one after the other, matching the projectiles of the artillery, while the long-gunned men held the line forward with the billowing smoke and incoming arrows.

The Hungarian soldiers of Klembauder, in disarray, and the general counsellor of the royal palace were frightened and regretted, "Everything seemed to be foggy, snowy, and on fire." Then he saw a neat line of black figures in the smoke, carrying long weapons and walking towards his array, which was the enemy's approaching archery.

The general counsellor of the palace thought that this was the only chance to escape, and in order to save all his men, Clem Bald had an idea, and he rode a horse with a spear and carried a strip of white cloth to shoot at Gawain alone.

Then he saw that the soldiers on the opposite side who had come out of the smoke saw him, and began to stand still, and one after another leveled the long guns, and the mouths of the black holes were facing him from all sides.

Frightened, Clembaude wanted to close his eyes, turned his head to restrain his mount, and shook the white strip of cloth, but he still tried his best to shout in blunt Greek words, "The Magyars are willing to throw themselves to the Emperor, the Magyars are willing to throw themselves to the Emperor, long live the Emperor!" ”

Behind him, the Hungarian soldiers who reacted also shouted "Long live the Emperor".

Hearing the shouts of the Hungarians in front, Geosoffat and Goonletto, who were in the rear column, shouted, "They have really turned against us shamefully."

"No shooting, the Hungarians threw themselves at His Majesty the Emperor." The officers of the Right Wing Shooting Corps waved their halberds and demanded that all the soldiers retract the muskets that had been aimed at Klembowd.

Soon the cheers and cheers passed through the layers of arrays and reached the ears of Gawain and Anna, who were overseers, "The Hungarians have thrown themselves on us, long live Baseryus and Baselisa!" ”

"Get down." The shooting corps, which had advanced more than a hundred feet away from the enemy, shouted at all the Hungarians.

When the Hungarian soldiers heard this, they fell to the ground, and even Klembaude jumped off their horses and did so, while the soldiers in the back were still at a loss, and the angry Venetian firecrackers were behind them, and without hesitation fired a volley at them (who had been comrades a moment before).

At the same time, nearly 2,000 soldiers of the two brigades and regiments of Gao Wenfang stood on the battle line that stretched 3,000 feet across the line, and they also leveled their long and short firearms, bowed forward and pinched the trigger, and fired an earth-shaking salvo like a furious sea tide.

Countless thunderbolts rolled across the battlefield, and thousands of lead pellets made irregular movements in the air, weaving and shuttling, and even colliding into clusters of flying fire.

Caught in the middle, the poor Hungarian soldiers, about dozens of them, were immediately torn apart by the projectiles fired at the same time, "blown to pieces", and fell to the ground.

Next, the two sides overlapped and replaced each other, and continued to fire fiercely.

Clembauder and many others were lying on the ground, eager to sink into it, his ears almost deafened, and his heart was filled with panic - this kind of firearm battle completely blasted the glory of the old world soldiers to smithereum, otherwise why would they stay here in such an embarrassing and humiliating posture?

The troops of the central army and the left flank of the city were gradually unable to withstand the thunderous volley of the Gao Wenfang shooting army, their guns were far less skilled than the other side, and the tactics were not as scientific and effective as the other side, resulting in the backward rate of fire and being suppressed, as for the infantry, they were bathed in the rain of fire, either shot down, or began to retreat......