Chapter 17: Blood Rain and Blood Valley
Of course, when all the Turkic soldiers saw that the enemy was approaching their emir, the counterattack and resistance became even more frenzied.
Their archers, all with their backs to the hedgehogs, gathered on the mountainside, drew their bows and arrows with all their might, and many of them were exhausted, so they discarded their bows and quivers, fearlessly picked up axes or scimitars, and rushed down to join the hand-to-hand combat. And the rows and columns of the Red Hand Brigade were also closely together, rubbing shoulders, enduring the constant blows of arrows, enduring death and wounds, and stoically advancing.
"Allah bless us!" In order to boost morale, Adesonius raised the spear in his hand, but a bright lightning bolt almost burst into the air against the tip of his spear, and the murderous aura of the entire battlefield rushed straight into the layers of dark clouds, mixed with the thunder and lightning that came together, blood and rain converged, and the air could no longer bear the weight of hundreds of millions of them, and they fell upside down and fell to the battlefield with a roar.
The stunned Adesonius looked up, the wind stopped, and the furious spring rain slammed on his face and beard, and he muttered, "It's over, Allah has abandoned its faithful servant"
"Giovanni." At this time, the rain slapped on Gawain's armor, and he took the reins and came to the military judge who was holding the Ichthyosaurus Banner and pressing the formation behind.
The squire warrior from Italy turned his head back, and the rain pressed his black curls against his forehead and sideburns, "What do you command, Your Highness the Grand Duke." ”
"Immediately Decius finished with the fourth and fifth detachments, and Bohemond made a breakthrough there, and in a way he harvested the enemy's horses and heads, exactly as in the battle of Nicaea. Strive not to survive. ”
"Yes." The military judge replied succinctly, a dull rolling thunder. From the other side of the mountain, follow their line of sight. Straight to the distant side, Giovanni turned and shouted a few words in the noise of the rain, and all the red-handed horsemen who had been left behind turned on their horses, and their bows and arrows were placed in the arrows, and their axes and sabers were displayed, and they slowly trotted down the hillside.
Dark clouds rolled up, torrential rain fell, mud and rain flakes continued to explode under the feet of the soldiers, and the Turks recurved their bowstrings. It was made of the tendons of animals, so that at this moment both the infantry and the cavalry were all out of order because of the rain, and they could only wield spears and swords and fight hand-to-hand with the rushing Red Hand brigades, and even the brave emir himself, with spears and horses, encouraged the slaves to come forward and fight.
All the physical abilities of both the enemy and the enemy have been exhausted to the extreme. Many Turks lost even the strength to ride their horses, so they dismounted and fought and rolled in muddy water with the stragglers of the brigade, some of whom were chopped to pieces by halberds. Some were pierced in the chest by long swords, and some were pierced through the skulls by iron cones, but they were still fighting frantically. For a time, the frontal casualties of the Red Hand Brigade were also quite large, and the two sides were in a funnel-like two-sided valley sandwich. Stepping on the deeper and deeper rain, it fell into a stalemate.
However. Decius, the commander of Dugelius, with the fourth and fifth detachments, obeyed the order, and even though many of them were trembling and slipping in the muddy water, he carried out the instructions of the Grand Duke strictly and fearfully, and carried the weapons of the great infantry spears, banners, thorn guns, and two-handed swords, and formed a column like a great centipede, running on his own, from the left side of the nameless hill, to the middle of the battlefield.
Many stunned Turkic soldiers, who watched the column and ignored it, jumped past them, and ran a distance of about eight hundred feet in one breath, and Decius stopped, and all the soldiers who followed him also stopped: opposite him, three or four Turkic stragglers, in the long grass on the mountainside, holding their swords and resting for the time being, the two sides looked at each other less than twenty feet apart, but then Decius ignored them, and turned to his right side, raising his halberd, He looked at the queue that stretched out on the west side, and all the soldiers turned one after the other, and soon the detachment of 1,400 men in three columns was converted from a column in a narrow passage to a horizontal line towards the enemy, and the spears were brought down in unison.
"Ignore the enemies on the flanks and in the rear, our target is there!" Decius pointed to the most difficult and scorching front of the war, "Charge! ”
"Charge, the brilliance of the Three Saints is with our battle flag." All the soldiers of the fourth and fifth detachments shouted desperately and charged at the waist of the Adesonius men.
After two divisions, the Chinese army of Adesonius, strangled by the spear forest that burst from two directions, completely collapsed, and on the left and right, the Normans and the horse teams of the Byzantine Roman Empire also threw themselves into a decisive assault: in the end, the Turks rushed in the rain towards the depths of the mountains, deep and shallow, while the cavalry of Gawain, Bohemond, and Tetisius pursued all over the mountains, and the killing was accompanied by blood-stained rain, which swept everything in the surrounding Guri.
The rain slowly became less and thinner, and the mountains in the distance reappeared in silhouette and texture, and the gray-white corpses that had been overlapped on top of each other on the battlefield were carried together and lined up, and our ones rested on the side of the passage, ready to be pulled away by carts, and the Crescentists were thrown into the wilderness of the valley, and the soldiers of the surrounding Norman, Byzantine, and Seleucian armies, regardless of the miserable and terrible condition of the dead everywhere, wore their cloaks with spears and panted as they watched the cavalry proudly plunge into the pursuit farther away, but they could only sit in the mud, dropping the curly blade or destroyed weapon, slowly regaining his strength.
Many of the Keemakis brigade and military servants, carrying wicker baskets, walked into the bloody battlefield under the beautiful rainbow after the rain, began to clear the booty, and cut off the heads of the dead bodies of the enemy, and threw them into the basket
Originally, neither Gawain nor Bohemond knew the name of the place where they had fought with the Emir of Adesonius, but later, according to several captured Syrian Greeks (who had been liberated and entered the Gimagis Brigade), the Saracens and Turks called this place "Gisir. Pander to. Hadid", regardless of the original meaning, henceforth it can be crowned with the name "Blood Valley", deservedly:
Seven thousand Crescentists were slaughtered in the battle of that day, thousands of Christians were killed, and most of the soldiers were too tired to move, and many were curled up in the water and fell asleep.
If you add to this the failure of the St. Paul's Gate and Dog Gate assaults, Yaggie. In just one day, Xiyang lost nearly 10,000 elite subordinates.
Moreover, the chief emir Adsonius, who was most relied on by the Lord of Antioch, did not escape, he was caught up by Tancred and cut off his head, "This is finally revenge for Brad!" When the head of Adesonius was placed in front of the Duke of Apulia, the red-bearded general finally let out a breath of evil. (To be continued.) )