Eagle Byzantium

Before Tancred could say anything, Raul turned the horse's head, put the helmet on his head, and pointed with his fingers. Then a dozen Norman knights turned around and followed him consciously, leading to the next step in the wasteland. At the mountain pass, they formed a formation and raised their kite shields one by one.

Around the hillside behind, more and more Greek cavalry gathered, all of them Titicius's team. They scattered, some stood on the wilderness opposite Raul, and others galloped on the slopes on both sides. , Titicius, who was under the military flag, looked at the small group of Norman knights at the rear, laughed dryly, and whipped the famous messenger next to him with his riding crop, "Follow the normal procedures of a martial artist, and speak politely. "

So the messenger, holding a small flag high with one hand, galloped to a distance of half a stone's throw from Raul, bowed and said a simple Greek word, "surrender."

"But there are too many of you who want to surrender, and we don't have enough ropes to hold the prisoners." Raul replied, and the other ten Norman knights laughed.

The messenger seemed to have foreseen this outcome, so he shook his head and ran back to Tatisius, "The Normans are unwilling to surrender."

Taticius shrugged and asked the military judge beside him, "Have the subsequent infantry followed up?" After receiving a positive answer, he raised his whip and whipped it down. The sound echoed in the empty valley wasteland. echoed.

Boom, the Turkic cavalry who were scattered everywhere just now suddenly gathered together like rain clouds. They drew their bows and fired the first wave of arrows towards Raul's formation. However, due to their courage and distance, they reached the target. Not enough, they all landed about ten feet in front of the Norman knights, causing them to burst into laughter.

Then, Raul divided the ten Norman knights into two teams, one team taking over from the other. They braved the arrow rain of the Turkic cavalry without fear, slowly covering each other, and retreated towards the mountain pass.

The arrows continuously shot into the shield held by Raul, and some even shot into his armor, but most of them had no energy. They bent and fell in front of the lock ring, like the sound of fire burning a large number of lice. Crack.

"These Greek cavalry are helping our soldiers kill insects!" Raul's joke immediately emboldened everyone. They kept shouting contemptuous words, provoking Titicius to come and approach a battle, but Norman People are also unwilling to chase any enemies who are close to shooting arrows, because they know that once they are alone, they will be torn to pieces by these hyenas.

"Keep it like this." Titicius ordered very calmly. "In addition, send Caesar's personal infantry to bypass the mountain pass and block the retreat of the Norman bandits." After giving this order, , Tatisius suddenly felt a sense of relief: he could finally The freedom to use the army and the pursuit of glory and victory with necessary sacrifices is a feeling that has not been experienced in the past few decades. This feeling is like stealing a bag of gold coins from the house of Caesar Macaulinus. Then he spent a lot of money in the Royal Capital Market, buying the products he liked as much as he wanted.

Caesar's private soldiers on foot, carrying javelins, bows and arrows, and slings, clamored, climbed mountains and ridges, detoured from various trails to the heights of the passes, and kept shooting downwards. However, the Norman knights withstood various blows and returned. After retreating unswervingly, Raul finally reached the pass and saw the others. The team carrying Tancred had already gone far, so they whistled, and all the Norman knights turned around and rushed down together. The few private soldiers who rushed down were unable to stop them, and they rolled and crawled back into the chaos. In the pile of rocks, the condescending men continued to harass with light shooting tools, and sent Raul away in a swaggering manner.

As a result, after half an hour of fighting, Titicius achieved zero results. He did not kill any of the Norman knights in the rear, nor captured any, but only shot and wounded three or four of them. But the general was not angry at all. He looked at the setting sun and summoned a few messengers. "Occupy this pass and light bonfires on the mountains and high hills leading to the seaside. Tomorrow, a small number of troops will continue to chase." The Normans and most of their cavalry followed me and cut off Lepanto."

When Raul was unscathed and followed the main force of the Normans with his complete squad, everyone cheered proudly. They laughed at the timidity and incompetence of the Greek cavalry. Then everyone chose to go back to the barren mountains. Camping in the area next to the river, Tancred was very grateful to Raul, "I really feel ashamed and useless. Fortunately, you support the core of this team."

"It doesn't matter. The Turkic Emir Zahas, who is entrenched at Cape Suikat at the southern end of Moria, has received a letter from our spy. I believe he is instigating a large army to march towards Corinth. Therefore, the Greek army is not will chase us "It's too far." Raul comforted him. "When Bohemond captures the city of Amalfi, your injuries will be healed. We will march here again and take the severed heads of the Greek cowards from the Bay of Pereira." Throw it across the Gulf of Corinthia!"

"We also want to kidnap all the silk workers and shame the Greek emperor of Constantinople." Tancred also regained his energy, and then he paused, "Raul, I heard about your son's death." Unlucky."

The old knight with a gray beard sitting in front of the bed felt a little sad when he heard this topic. He crossed his hands to protect his wrinkled face, "Otherwise at my age, I should have had a dog to take my place. Off to war."

"Injured while hunting?"

Raoul nodded, "He bled a lot, and he couldn't be saved on the spot. My stupid old woman committed suicide after hearing this - she clearly had two sons and a daughter."

"Live on, Raoul. This is a test given to us by the Lord. It is not only to witness the moment when I defeat that Greek warrior, but also to prepare to go to the Holy Sepulchre. I think you may be redeemed and relieved after you confide your thoughts to the Son of God." Tancred, who was lying down, comforted him in return.

"Uh, yes. Another ten years, right?" Raoul said, putting his hands down and shaking them twice on his knees.

At this time, Gawain stood in front of the temple of Corinth, and behind him were all the soldiers holding torches. Ingridina stood behind him, looking down at the scene on the city wall below with great excitement: thousands of strong men and soldiers were bare-backed, carrying wooden boards, one section after another, from the Corinthian Bay to the Pereira Seaway over there, and then many female workers stepped on it barefoot, smearing grease, and there were burning torches everywhere for lighting. The masts of ships were lined up in the bay, and in the surrounding farms, the hired farmers and tenants of the Mesadini family were lining up to pull all kinds of mules, horses, and oxen towards the wooden plank passage.

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"What a spectacular sight, Earl Gawain." Ingridina couldn't help but sigh.