Eagle Byzantium

Then Birrel explained to the militia soldiers how the spearmen in the second and third rows should maintain a firm defensive posture with their weapons in the spear formation. In that case, a detachment of infantry could resist two or three times its number of enemies.

At a distance of ten yards, Gawain, walking in the sunshine, had seen the soldiers who had seen the action demonstration before, using wooden spears, and practicing the tactical actions of Birrel just now, shouting in unison with flags and slogans. The wooden spears wrapped in linen and dotted with lime kept going up and down. The militia soldiers on the side were practicing the changes between marching columns and battle columns. They followed the training flag officer and stepped into the narrow alley, training seriously to simulate the team encountering emergencies on the rugged mountain road.

Beside the stable, dozens of new recruits were riding on wooden horses, holding wooden swords and practicing chopping movements. They were cavalrymen in the garrison militia, and in the future they would form teams of eight to ten people to escort the passing caravans of Seleucia, to prevent them from being attacked by bandits in the border areas, and to patrol and guard the surrounding areas. In front of the stable, Walter Sansavall was standing there, accompanied by the flag of command. In front of the white-haired old knight, rows of new recruits were sweating in the winter, carrying bundles of willow branches and wood, heading towards the designated trenches, repeating over and over again, both to exercise their bodies and to master the basic skills of marching in formation and building fortifications.

"Train 300 men as soon as possible, and then lead the training of 3,000 men. This way, the army will be formed quickly, and the garrison will soon be able to take on the responsibility of defending the country, and will become a brand-new army in the future." When Muzafiadin led out the black Sabina, Gawain sat on it and exhorted the brothers who gathered around him, "The war model is changing. I want a strong cavalry. Now this wish has been realized, which will allow me to compete with all kinds of enemies such as the Roman Empire, the Turks and the Normans - and then if I have a new and powerful infantry team, I will no longer be satisfied with competing with them, but will be able to defeat them." Then, the slaves and warriors around the Grand Duke all ran together with the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the fortress. With a command, the gate of Seleucia rumbled open. At the fence of the weapon field over there, Agnes raised her gray hair and saw the Grand Duke's red hand feathers waving, riding his horse towards the gate. Shrugging her shoulders, she secretly took a deep breath and turned around.

In front of her, the craftsmen had erected a triangular wooden base with a height of four Anna feet on each side. This was the experimental model of the new equipment. Gawain had asked her in advance whether there was any progress in developing a new siege weapon.

Agnes replied that she had. She could draw the blueprint immediately, and the Unicorn Craftsman Company would be able to use it directly in the army after the Ordnance Department manufactured it.

After listening, Gawain tapped her head gently. In the past, in the military camp, the invention of any new weapon was due to empiricism, but now it is different. You must preside over the entire process - first control the experimental model, and then design the actual model. Finally, equip it to the company and put it into actual combat.

"Fort Alarman will sooner or later be the actual battlefield of your weapon. Do you have confidence, little sunfish?" Finally. The big bear stood in front of Agnes with his hands on his hips and asked this question.

"I swear by the honor of the Plani family, I will find it back wherever I lost it." The eyes of the gray-haired girl were firm.

When the Seleucid army camped in winter, rubbing their hands and preparing for war, the siege of Antioch became more and more difficult, long, and bloody and cruel.

In the wilderness leading to the Dog Gate from the siege camp, beside the low wall of an orchard, a team of Turkish cavalry roared, carrying scimitars and quivers, and jumped over the low wall and ruins one by one, calmly leaving the Frankish heavy knights who came to rescue and pursue. In fact, when this group of knights were still wearing chain mail and helmets with the help of servants and taking weapons, this team of Turks had already killed all the pilgrims transporting baggage, and then like a swift meteor falling from the sky, they ran towards the Dog Gate along the stone bridge across the river in Antioch.

By the time Adhemar and Adelbero (a handsome young priest, nephew of Caesar Henry III, the predecessor of Salian, and now a priest of the military cardinal conference) arrived at the ambush battlefield with the soldiers in the camp, the whole orchard, even among the withered grass on the shallows of the river, were full of headless Christian corpses, their heads were all chopped off and taken away by the surprise attacking Turkish cavalry. The baggage wagons were also set on fire, and thick smoke rose high around the bodies lying in all directions. The head priest Adhemar held a cross, watching the scene and listening to the ridicule and provocation of the Turkish defenders on the top of the city. The corners of his mouth twitched rapidly because of anger, and he kept saying, "The Lord will punish this city, the Lord will punish this city!"

The military chief of the cardinal conference, Count Stephen of Blois, wearing armor and leading cavalry, had just arrived. Seeing this scene, he was silent and asked Adelbero, "Where did the enemy come from?"

The young priest pointed to another city gate about half a mile away from the dog gate. It was guarded by Count Robert Curtis of Normandy. There was also a stone bridge across the river. "The Turks saw the whereabouts of the baggage wagon from the watchtower on the city wall, and took advantage of the darkness of the morning to sneak out of the city gate and the stone bridge, lurking in the middle of the orchard and killing everyone."

"Why didn't Curtis notice that it was clearly his defense zone?" At this time, Adhmar roared angrily, "He was so lazy and incompetent that he let the Turks swagger through his camp and go around the camp to kill the pilgrims."

Seeing the wrath of the clergy, the earl felt the hardship and helplessness of the siege army, and also felt that the situation was serious, because Adhmar's next curse was, "The Earl of Normandy must pay the price for the destruction of the baggage caravan. He and his knights, soldiers and servants will be deducted the same weight of grain."

"Please calm down, Your Excellency the High Priest, and do not make a disciplinary decision based on what I just said." Earl Stephen dismounted, half-knelt in front of the High Priest, and kept kissing the back of his hand. "Now all the besiegers are in a state of confusion and suffering. This is the Lord's test for us. The gate and the stone bridge are surrounded by swamps and springs. The Earl of Normandy cannot block them, and he does not have the power to destroy the stone bridge. Please understand his inability. If you really withhold his military rations, Robert Curtis will either starve to death or leave the siege camp and leave." (To be continued ~^~)