Eagle Byzantium

On the pirate flagship flying a huge black crescent flag, people gathered on the deck. After a shout, several small and fast rowing boats rushed out of the formation, and the rest of the large warships turned around and faced the camp of Erainus by the sea. Then the Turkish soldiers half-knelt on the side of the ship, pulled out arrows and put them on the strings. At a command, whizzing arrows rose from the warships, like a black swarm of bees and a whirlwind, piercing all the clouds and mists with a roar, and then fell into the camp on the shore.

Arrows were flying everywhere on the arrow-proof wicker shields standing beside the wooden fences and on the high walls. All the soldiers on land hid behind the protective fortifications. During this gap, two small rowing boats had already rushed into the estuary like lightning. The headscarves of the Turkish warriors sitting on them fluttered in the wind, and they made all kinds of terrifying screams, raised their scimitars, and hit the shields on their backs. Once they rushed to the land, even the Italian veterans would hardly be a match for their flexible and fierce blades.

"Pull up!" Gawain's phosphorescent sword chopped down.

Behind the wall of the camp, the military servants and the civilians who came to help stood up, grabbed the huge rope, and pulled back in unison. At this time, the iron ingots and stones with spikes in the river were pulled upright with water. The bow of a rowing boat had no time to dodge and directly hit it. The bow was shattered, and the more than ten Turkish warriors who were about to jump onto the river bank were thrown directly into the water.

Another boat hit the tail of this one, and in the vibration and rotation, the lightly armed Turkish soldiers on the deck fell into the water with screams.

"Shoot!" Diogenes on the top of the city waved his hand, and the Tekopo mercenaries stood up from all over, carrying huge quivers on their backs, facing the messy estuary, one after another, shooting the Turkish soldiers floating and struggling in it. Suddenly, arrows whistled and danced on the river full of victims, and blood flowed out.

The Turkish commander held the mast on the bridge tower and looked at all this in disbelief. Did the Roman emperor ambush his troops here? Then he turned around, waving the scimitar in his hand, shouting, asking the warships and all the soldiers on the ships to launch a fierce assault on the shore.

After receiving the order, the three warships rumbled out the anchors from the sea, then raised the triangular sails, paddled the oars, and pressed towards the shore. In the eyes of Gawain's soldiers behind the wooden fence, these ships were like floating castles, taller than the fortress of Erainus behind them. The Turks stood on them and shot arrows everywhere below. Then they waved swords and forced the captured men and women to jump off the deck of the ship and serve as the first wave of people to attack the beach fortifications.

At this time, the most tragic thing was the group of people captured by the pirates. No matter they were officials, noble ladies, or civilians and farmers, they were all pushed down. Those who disobeyed orders were hacked to death on the spot, and their bodies were thrown down. After many people came down, they stepped on the thorns and pointed wooden stakes, and destroyed the pre-arranged fortifications with their flesh and blood. The screams shook the earth.

The Tekopo mercenaries behind them gritted their teeth, lined up, and raised their bows and arrows. At this moment, the Turkish warriors on the pirate warships, some wearing robes, and some even half-naked, raised their scimitars like a jungle, screaming and flying down along the side of the ship and wooden oars. Many people were shot by bows and arrows in mid-air and fell to their deaths, but more people stepped on the corpses of the captives, climbed over the wooden fence, and rushed in.

The Turkish commander on the flagship tower laughed.

"Push your guards forward and stabilize the situation, Gawain." Diogenes shouted at the situation.

"Not necessary for now." Gawain faced the flying arrows with a relatively stable mentality.

The Tekopo mercenaries who were unable to retreat were immediately chopped down, but at this time, the Italian company wearing chain mail, holding shields and swords, rushed up and fought with the Turks with swords and swords. The remaining pirate boats also took the opportunity to rush up from various beaches and launched a fierce attack.

The clouds dissipated, the sun shone, and people in various armors and clothes on the beach fought together. Beside the collapsed wooden fence, there were incomplete bodies lying. On the sea and the estuary, bodies swollen by arrows and soaked in sea water were also everywhere.

The other four pirate warships also took the opportunity to press over, and a large number of Turks continued to board and land, keeping uninterrupted pressure on Erainus. "Capture this place, kill all the pagan dogs, regardless of gender, age or young; after taking Gallipoli, raze the city and kill everyone." The Turkish commander stood on the towering deck tower and shouted to his soldiers.

At this time, Diogenes came over and pointed to the place where the smoke rose below - about a hundred pirates who had secretly landed from the side cliff were following the mountain road next to Erainus, dispersing the people and military servants who were fleeing everywhere, and approached directly. "Now it's time to use your guards," said the guard officer.

"No, the troops are over-calculated, and the guards must be used on the battlefield at the front estuary as a reserve."

"What should I do?" Diogenes was anxious.

"You come with me!" Gawain said, buckled his visor, and then patted the hanging short spear. Sabina understood, raised her head and neighed to cheer, with tassel bells ringing continuously.

"Damn it, this is the only way. Don't die." Diogenes gritted his teeth. Although his arm had not yet fully recovered, he still raised the bow and arrow and put the flail and quiver on his back.

"I used to feel sorry for my two military servants, they were still children... Muzafi Adin, you can stay here, but you are not allowed to carry weapons, or you can come with me with weapons. Go fight." At this time, Gawain shouted to the newly recruited Turkic servants around him, "You have made your choice!"

"If you can still allow me to worship the scriptures, I am willing to fight for you." Muzafi'ad-din said, and then Gawain nodded and threw the bow and arrow to him, and then Muzafi'ad-din raised it. Gawain caught the spear with his hand and buckled the kite shield's belt on his left arm. "Your Excellency, please retreat to a safe position. It's a bit dangerous here!"

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But Desiderius, who continued to hold up the cross, insisted on not retreating, "The Lord will give everyone the courage to fight. Even if I die, it is worth it. This is the second Nicaea. Anyone can They won’t give up easily.”

"Drink!" Gawain stretched out his legs, clamped the horse's belly, and held the spear upside down. Then Sabina raised her head and mane, and twirled her four hooves. The red hand feathers of the centaur and the horse fell down with the wind, like Like arrows from the bow, Diognis and Muzaffy'adin held bows and arrows and followed quickly to the left and right: the three of them, with momentum like a brave army, rushed towards the pirates on the other side of the mountain road.