Eagle Byzantium

"Is this necessary?" Gawain asked, pulling the bridle.

"Of course it's necessary, I'm your boss." Bohemond didn't let up.

"Please don't take this kind of boss seriously." As soon as Gawain finished speaking, the Calabrian crossbowmen behind the wooden fence stepped forward one after another, raised their crossbows, and pointed at Sabina who was riding on the horse. Priesthood superiors above.

The guards and military servants around Gawain also gathered around with weapons and shooting tools in hand.

The two sides faced off against each other across wooden fences and trenches, and it was about to break out.

Gawain looked around, and then said to Bohemond, "Prince of Apulia, I think that although I come from the land of Varyag, I am still a little different from you. No matter who the Normans are, Wherever you go, a bandit is a bandit, and it seems that you can’t change your habits.”

Then, the curtain of the carriage was half-opened, and Agnes Plani's delicate and cold face appeared. Then she turned her head in a mechanical tone and said to Gawain, "Ah, my dear, you Didn’t you say you were going to take me to the Holy Land? Are you here yet?”

"We've just arrived in Bithynia now." Gawain raised his eyebrows without looking at Agnes.

"Ah, dear, I understand, it will take at least a hundred or two hundred miles." After that, Agnes said expressionlessly, and mechanically lowered the curtain.

"The woman on the island of Lesbos, I found her from Civite, and spent a hundred gold coins to kidnap her from her family. Don't mind what she says, the girls on that island are so stupid. "Then, Gawain straightened his body on the horse and pointed at the carriage.

In the carriage, if Anna hadn't been protecting her, Agnes would have rushed out to fight the barbarian.

Bohemond glared fiercely, then tilted his head in the north direction, "Go to the two sides of the city with Godfrey to set up camps. Stay away from us. The loot and merits after breaking the city will be huge." Part of it is about belonging to us.”

"We'll see, my superior." Then, without dismounting, Gawain turned around and followed the wooden fence of the Norman camp towards the north side of the city of Nicaea. And raised his middle finger at Bohemond...

In the swaying carriage, after seeing the Norman camp slowly disappearing through the gauze and cloth curtains, Anna also stroked her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, but then she saw it, on the left side of the team. The ruins of the monastery stood, still bearing traces of smoke and smoke, and the great barbarian stood there again, looking here and then at Nicaea, which was surrounded by Norman tents and wooden fences. Constantine Tim's door, "The barbarian. He actually shed tears..." Anna's heart tightened, she lifted the curtain, and said secretly.

She clearly saw from a distance that Gawain's eyes were shining with tears. But in the blink of an eye, he turned around, crossed the team on horseback, and ran away...

In one day, Gawain's 6,000 armed men, and Godfrey and Baldwin's 8,000 cavalry, arrived one after another at the east and north sides of the city of Nicaea to set up formations: Then, the three of them rode on horseback. Arriving outside the range of the city wall towers, I looked at this amazing and huge city.

"How many towers are there in this city?" Baldwin grinned and couldn't help but ask.

"I called my Turkic military servant. He just rode along the city wall and went to count it - but he has not returned yet. It is estimated that he will not come back until tomorrow morning. If he counts wrongly and misses one, he will Driven to death by some kind of symptom," Gawain said. Godfrey laughed and shook his head, "Capture. Such a city is simply too difficult. We need reinforcements and help from the Greek emperor." Taking advantage of these words, the three of them turned their attention to the mighty lake over there, "This lake is really too huge. Connecting the road to Konya and all of Anatolia, that is..."

"As long as this lake exists, it will be difficult for us to completely besiege the city. The pagans can use it and ships to continuously obtain supplies from the outside. But we have no way to surround the lake or fill it up. ” Baldwin concluded.

"Actually, that's not necessarily the case." Gawain pondered, looking at the similarly rolling mountains and hills to the northeast of the lake.

So both brothers turned their attention to Gawain, "There is a tactic called 'siege the city and fight for reinforcements'. Have you heard of it?"

The two brothers shook their heads hurriedly, indicating that this term had never been heard before since we were born.

Gawain cleared his throat and said, "Well, this is a clever tactic of the Roman Empire (actually he was just making up nonsense)." Then he raised his whip and pointed at the city of Nicaea and said, "For this extremely well-fortified city If we just rely on hard attack on the city, even if we succeed, we will suffer huge losses. As for the siege and reinforcements, we must first besiege it, because Nicaea is the capital of the Suleman Kingdom. The heart of the city is located, and he will definitely dispatch soldiers and horses from all over the country to save it, and we are right here -" Gawain turned and pointed to the mountains and roads in the northeast, "This is where any pagan army from Konya comes to rescue. Set up an ambush at the necessary place, first use a frontal formation to lure them to attack, and then use the ambush force to defeat them with a crossfire!" Gawain made a stabbing gesture with his riding whip.

This tactic is very novel, but it is indeed very sophisticated. "As long as the main army that Suleman came to rescue is completely defeated..." Godfrey's eyes lit up.

"Then not only will Nicaea belong to us sooner or later, but also the road across Anatolia, this pagan sultan will not be able to cause me much trouble. If he is still in the city, we will tie him up and send him to Rome to present him to His Holiness." As expected, Gawain gave such an answer.

"It's worth a try."

"But I don't need Frankish knights in this battle." Gawain's next words made Godfrey, who had just been excited, quite angry and tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, "What did you say, Gawain!"

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"Because the knights under your command fight without any rules and are difficult to control. Once the ambush is discovered, we may be defeated miserably. However, given the terrain of this city, if we are defeated by the Turks, where can we retreat? The whole army will be annihilated." Gawain's tone was very serious. He knew that in any battlefield in life, when using tricks and strange tactics, one must plan carefully before taking action, otherwise he will be defeated even more miserably. The skill of using tricks and strange tactics is the fundamental difference between a good general and a mediocre general, and between a hero and a mediocre person.

Godfrey lost his temper after hearing this, but he couldn't enforce military discipline now, it was too late, so he said with a little resentment, "Then Gawain, what do you think we should do?"

"I need a team of Norman knights and the emperor's troops." Unexpectedly, Gawain said something even more shocking, "Please negotiate with Bohemond, and leave it to me as for the emperor's troops."

"Very good, then it's settled, leave it to you, do a good job Gawain, we are all going to the Holy Sepulchre together." After Godfrey finished speaking, he looked at Gawain twice, and turned his horse's head with Baldwin, heading towards the Frank camp in the north of the city.

Gawain sighed, and then immediately stood there, looking at the lake water that was surging and receding, and the grass and trees by the water. Sabina also raised her head and accompanied her master in silence. She was very familiar with all the surrounding scenery. (To be continued ~^~)