Eagle Byzantium

Half an hour later, on the plain below the Imperial Camp, the first two teams of the coalition's attacking team had been defeated, with corpses lying everywhere, and the remnants of the army abandoned their battle flags and retreated; and many deserters began to appear in the middle team, and hurriedly threw themselves into the river to swim, hoping to get out of here and return to Durazzo as soon as possible, "that would be better than being here"; the team in the back row was struggling to maintain the integrity of the basic formation under the bombardment of the artillery regiments on the two terraces.

All the battle areas on the east side of the Ishmi River have turned into a tragic purgatory.

Gawain's musketeers and artillery teams continued to fire in a hot and continuous manner, and the muzzles of the guns and guns shot out clusters or groups of dense white smoke and splashing fire rain in all directions and distances, which showed the excellent technology of making gunpowder in the new Roman Empire. On the other side, the spearmen of the Gimages Brigade and the Opsikin Brigade, a total of 6,000 people, also squeezed in from the east and north, constantly compressing the position space of the central army and the left wing that crossed the river. The scattered soldiers of the brigade continued to form small columns to advance and retreat. Their target was the commander of the city soldiers, or to cut off the battle flags that symbolized the glory of each team of the city soldiers.

"I order the whole army to attack!" At the foot of the Royal Camp, Emperor Gawain issued a general attack order with great momentum.

The two regiments of red-handed cavalry and 500 royal armored cavalry also rushed in horizontally. The 500 Norman knights under Count Duan showed their most courageous momentum. They held lances and long swords and fought fiercely with the enemy's elite cavalry. Countless horse heads wrapped in armor plates collided with each other, and the collision of weapons and the shattering of armor were mixed.

"Justice is in Constantinople, long live the emperor!" Soon after the shooting army stopped fighting and made room for their own spearmen to advance, all the Hungarian soldiers changed their minds, raised their weapons, turned around and angrily attacked the rear team mainly composed of Venetians.

Anna looked down at her toys - the heavily armored cavalry, galloping.

And Markianius was also staring over there - the spear formation of the Guardian Brigade had completely overwhelmed the Scottish spearmen led by General Wallace, as if the collapse happened in an instant. After all, the front-line spearmen of the brigade were extremely well-equipped with armor and helmets. Even though they were stabbed with scars by the opponent's spear blades, many of them were not seriously injured. However, most of the Scottish and Irish spearmen were killed or lost their combat effectiveness immediately after being stabbed - many brave brigade soldiers grabbed half of the spear tip after their spears broke, and continued to move forward closely, madly chiseling the enemy. When a certain point came, the Scots and Irish could no longer bombard, just like a dam bursting, all throwing down their spears, howling like ghosts and wolves, and rushing towards the river island.

A brigade soldier stepped on the numerous corpses of the enemy and raised the captured opponent's St. Andrew's flag, which was a sign of victory.

"Long live! Long live Rome!" Even Maxianius, who was watching the battle from afar, could not contain his excitement and cheered in a low voice with his fists clenched.

Following behind were the brigade's shooting corps. They climbed up a commanding hill on the edge of the river island, facing the broad and mighty estuary of the Ishmea River, where the water surface and the river island were full of Scottish and Irish soldiers fleeing and floating in a panic. They kept firing muskets, and blood and corpses covered the river in front of Durazzo.

The brigade's spearman phalanx turned around and continued to flank and plunder the enemy's center and left wing.

The city's big surprise attack became an absolute disaster, and the Ishmea River they crossed became the final cemetery. Duan, Gonletto and Giosofat had no way to control the army. The hired soldiers lost their honor and loyalty and jumped into the river to escape. Only the diehard Sicilian Brown Army and Norman Knights chose not to retreat. As a result, they were brutally besieged and killed, and were constantly eliminated.

Count Duan raised the battle flag and gathered the defeated soldiers. As a result, he encountered a group of fiercely attacked by the Gimages shooting soldiers. There were about twenty people, forming a double-wing formation, constantly shooting at Duan and his mount. There was always a good luck in ten lead bullets: Duan was shot in the leg and fell off the horse, and then dragged by the hook and became a prisoner.

Giosofat, the eldest son of the old Venetian governor Ferre, did not tarnish the glorious family reputation in this battle. He held a sharp sword and did not flinch, fighting to the end with the swarming enemies. The last stragglers of the Gimages Brigade smashed his sword with a clip-bladed iron rod, and others took the opportunity to swing Saracen machetes into Giosofat's right shoulder, cutting off his arm holding the sword. Giosofat, half of his body was covered in blood, fell to the ground unyieldingly, shouting "Long live St. Mark", and finally died bravely. Giosofat's body was intertwined with more than 30 Venetian nobles and citizens, and it took a long time to identify it after the war.

The cannons brought by Gonletto were all captured by the enemy prisoners who rushed forward, but he cleverly jumped into the Ishmi River and ran to the other side among the defeated soldiers.

But unfortunately, as soon as he climbed ashore, a cannonball flew over and hit half of his body. It was shot from the barrel of his own cannon. The Gao Wenfang shooters who captured the Venetian cannons quickly turned their muzzles and bombarded the barracks on the opposite bank. One of them was so lucky that it hit Gongletto, the commander-in-chief of the "Razor Company".

Several Dalian soldiers saw that their commander seemed to have been knocked down by a great force and fell into the ravine. When they rushed over, they found Gonletto lying at the bottom. There was no blood coming out of his body, but it looked like When he stood up, his bones were shattered, a large piece of his armor was deflated, his face was horribly pale, his head and face were covered with dirty soil, and the cannonball produced by the Venetian Soldiers Workshop was still rolling down the ditch slope. .

"I died like this. The Lord forgives me for my life-long killings..." Gonletto stared, grabbing the last strength to finish this sentence quickly, and then died miserably in battle.

In the afternoon on the left wing, the cavalry of the Guardian Brigade and the Ogus Cavalry Regiment worked hard to chase the enemy's defeated troops like a whirlwind, occupying the crucial bridge in front of the castle. All the remaining soldiers in the city escaped into the fortress. Inside, all the outer fortifications and camps were captured by the Roman Imperial Army, and everywhere was captured, captured and looted.

In the chaotic city of Durazzo, only General Wallace escaped, but only half of his soldiers survived. Wallace, who had not yet removed his indigo makeup, said to the wailing Tafur, "Your brother should fight." He is dead, the other generals have rebelled, the captured have been captured, and the team has completely collapsed. It’s time for us to consider the final fate of this fortress.”

Then General Gray Wallace turned his face, looked miserably at the setting sun on the ocean beyond the Round Tower, and added in a whisper, "We have done our best and can surrender honorably and accept the mediation of a third party."