Eagle Byzantium

Gawain rode on horseback and carefully inspected the siege battlefield at dusk. There were unextinguished flames and messy corpses everywhere, and several captured Nestorian Christians were pulled in front of the emperor.

"Which church did you come from? What level are you at?" The emperor asked in Greek, but they didn't seem to understand at all.

So the emperor switched to Syriac, which they understood now, because Nestorian churches generally used this language in their ceremonies.

"We are from Tianzhu, and we are all the lowest-ranking assistant priests or Bible readers. Now the Nestorians all obey the call of the great mighty priest Dharma King, and join forces from all over to give blessings to the westward marching army." The confessions of those believers also included With arrogance and confidence.

It turns out that the Nestorian hierarchy is divided into three levels and eight levels. The first level is called "episcopate" and is divided into "high priests" who oversee all academic affairs. Below them are the regional archbishops and bishops; the second level is "priests" The presbyterate is composed of the "priests" and "almsmen" of each church monastery; the third level is called the "deacon", which is the deacon, the priest and the lowest reader.

It seems that most of the Nestorians who rushed to the battlefield of Nishapur belonged to the lowest level. The big fish behind the scenes may indeed still be in the Samarkand and Bukhara areas of the Oxus River, and the great king of the Song Dynasty. Legion together.

Gawain did not make things difficult for these captured Nestorians. Not only the priests, but also the believer craftsmen spared their lives and handed them over to the supervision of the soldiers of the Gemmagis Brigade, who had similar doctrines. They were escorted to the empire by the Protestant monks, supervised and interrogated, and then assigned to work in various workshops. After all, the Nestorians, like the Syrians, were excellent craftsmen.

Then the emperor immediately stood in front of the abandoned barbarian trebuchet. It was a Persian counterweight type, and its specific style was similar to that of the Grand Plani cannon. A ladder was specially built on the side of the vertical door to facilitate the gunner to climb up and down. , determine the target or repair the fault.

"Your Majesty..." Several generals asked the emperor on horseback.

Gawain raised his hand to indicate that they don't have to worry, "Now all this may not be the enemy's true strength. We can only fumble while fighting, and order the entire army to cross the Nishapur Mountains tomorrow and advance towards the previously captured Moff City."

At the same time as the emperor issued the order, the cavalry of Melo and Tapo, who made a circuitous attack, also suddenly attacked the barbarian warning camp in the Kusistan area like a fierce fire.

Most of the barbarian cavalry that went into battle were light cavalry. They controlled the prairie horses to shuttle back and forth, advancing and retreating, and fired arrows like rain at the advancing Merlot cavalry from several directions.

"Romana, Romana!" With such a rhythmic slogan, the two heavily armored red-handed cavalry regiments of the imperial cavalry were surrounded by arrows from all directions, wearing curved iron helmets, and their necks and cheeks were covered with chain armor. piece, the hands and feet are covered with greaves, covered with a cotton burqa on the outside, and leather armor on the inside. They wore chain mail, ring armor or Persian mirror armor, and the war horses also wore iron armor or hanging clothes on the front and back. They formed a dense formation, carrying hammers, caltrops, broadswords, etc., raising clouds of smoke, dust and grass, completely ignoring the opponent's cavalry. With the harassment of flying arrows, they just rumbled towards the camp in Kusistan.

The flanks were covered by the Seljuk cavalry and the imperial Oghuz volunteer cavalry. They also adopted nomadic tactics, advancing and retreating, gathering and dispersing, and clashed fiercely with the barbarian cavalry.

Behind the Red Hands Cavalry Regiment are six hundred "royal uniformed cavalry" with heavy armor and horses. The Kontos Cavalry in their hands is like a forest, and they are following behind, preparing to ravage the barbarians' warning camp.

Melo himself commanded the Comaroi Cavalry and Archery Regiment and the Ogus Cavalry and Archery Regiment, each with two horses following at the end.

Prince Markianias stayed in the ranks of the cavalry, also covered in heavy armor from head to toe. Under the narrowed field of vision of the helmet, he could only see the mirrored armor on the back of the front row of cavalry that was constantly shaking slightly, and could only hear Hearing the ups and downs of his horse's breathing and the trembling of his back, the enemy's arrows kept flying, but it was difficult to hurt himself and his companions.

"The Kushistan camp has arrived!" The prince thought as he suddenly heard the shouts of killing coming from the front.

After the imperial cavalry approached the camp like a cloud and a wall, a group of barbarian cavalry suddenly emerged from the deep grass on both sides of the camp gate. This was also their best ambush tactic. The royal cavalry were fighting together.

Markianias' flag team spread out slightly so that each knight could have room to wield their weapons in hand-to-hand combat. The prince hung the lance on the saddle iron ring, then drew his sword, "Princess Helena , bless me to be invincible!" Now that the prince has grown and tempered, his muscles and bones have become stronger. When he saw the two barbarian cavalry roaring and riding their horses, slashing at him with their swift sabers, he bravely charged forward.

With a muffled sound of bones, Markianias's Helan horse, wrapped in chicken neck armor, face curtain armor and gear armor, bumped into the mount of a barbarian cavalry, knocking him down and falling to the ground. The moment the master fell forward, he happened to cross the sword drawn by the prince. His head rolled to the ground along with the body as blood flew up.

Another barbarian knight slashed down from the other side with his sword. The prince tilted his body and crossed paths with him. Then he felt his neck tighten, and his body fell back suddenly. The wild horse nimbly turned around and stretched out a wooden pole with a rope loop, and lassoed Markianias, trying to pull him off the horse!

But the prince's outfit was too heavy... The barbarian's wooden pole made his knuckles bleed, and then he dragged Maxianius to the ground. Then the prince roared and pulled the barbarian off his horse.

Then the prince adjusted his posture and stood up as soon as possible. The barbarian was much lighter, and soon turned over and jumped up, raised his scimitar and chopped at Maxianius who was still on the ground.

"Helena!" The prince's pupils shrank.

A burst of fire exploded, and the scimitar chopped on the prince's throat wheel armor, but it bounced back.

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"Helena protected me again." The prince, who was shouting that he was lucky, was about to get up, but the barbarian yelled and cursed, kicked him down again, and chopped him again, but was blocked by the prince's throat wheel armor again, leaving only a few scars.

Now, after several attempts, he still couldn't chop off the prince's head, because the prince's slender neck was completely protected by the circle of armor. The barbarian murmured and almost cried. The exquisite forging of the armor made him doubt his life.

The prince slowly got up, sweating all over, stretched out his hands, picked up his sword calmly, and then used his backhand to kill the unfortunate barbarian who was already panting heavily.

The battle of Markianius was just a small microcosm. The barbarian cavalry's ambush and pincer attack tactics were just two eggs flying to the stone in front of the excellent armor and tenacious fighting spirit of the Red Hand Cavalry and the Royal Armored Cavalry. Soon the ambushers were defeated in the hand-to-hand combat and fled first. Then the cavalry dismounted, smashed and pulled out the wooden fences blocking the camp, and captured the Kusistan camp unstoppably.