Eagle Byzantium

On the eastern front, Gregor and the Gimges Brigade had driven more than a thousand unarmed Crescent believers to within fifty feet of the third camp. The soldiers guarding behind the wooden fence shouted in panic, stretched their bowstrings, and aimed at the believers of the Bible below, who were only separated by a trench.

"For the sake of the scriptures and the prophet, open the wooden fence and the gate of the fort!" All the faces shaking in front of them were terrified and desperate. An hour ago, when they passed through the gate of the Orontes camp, they secretly spied on the mystery and felt that "everything was under the control of the true believers of the Bible". They were secretly excited for their own and Allah's intelligence, but in a flash, the butcher knife of the pagans behind them mercilessly chopped their heads.

"Don't let anyone in, leave the trench quickly, or I will shoot arrows." The Bey, who was covered with a battle robe on the tower of the fort gate, waved his arms and shouted.

At this moment, behind the crowd in front of the trench, Gregor drew his sword and chopped, ruthlessly killing several believers, roaring, "Why beg for mercy? For the sake of your Lord, follow me and charge straight ahead!" The other believers screamed, their hands were tied with ropes, and because of the hunger of the previous two days, the fear and the trek, they had already lost their strength, but as Gregor raised his butcher knife again, all the Gimages soldiers following the crowd had no mercy at all, they also raised their battle axes and scimitars in their hands and started killing.

Many people screamed and were immediately chopped down in the trench, and the bodies piled up. Others were like a group of frightened animals, instinctively raising their hands, frantically pulling others, trampling on the wounded and dead, and rushing towards the wooden fence of the camp. Soon the wooden fence of the Turks was squeezed and swayed randomly, and there were arms everywhere that were afraid to fight for help.

"Shoot arrows, stab them to death with spears, the enemy is coming from behind!" The Bey made up his mind, and the Turkic soldiers behind the wooden fence also shouted, shooting arrows from the bowstrings one after another. Many believers trembled, holding the blood flowing from the wounds with their hands, with unbelievable expressions on their faces, tears, lying on the edge of the wooden fence, and died in pain and despair. And the successors, precisely because of this great despair, became even crazier. In the moment before they died, many people actually cursed Allah and rushed against the shaky wooden fence more vigorously. Many people held their bloody hands, ignored the damage of the thorns, stared, like evil spirits in the fire, made all kinds of shrill cries, and all climbed up.

Soon, many strong soldiers rushed over from behind the Mosul Turkic archers, holding spears and axes, and wanted to stab and kill all the people who continued to hit the wooden fence through the gaps.

At this moment, several Gimages soldiers who were mixed in the crowd took the opportunity to hold the ignited fire cans and smashed them through the high wooden fence. The hayfield in the fort burst into flames. Then the group took off their robes, chopped down several Crescent Moon believers who were climbing with axes, used the dead bodies as their own barriers, and began to use axes and sickles to cut the ropes tied to the forks or wooden fences. A huge sound rang out - the wooden fence was broken down by the dead bodies and the Crescent Moon believers who were desperate for help. Then Gregor raised the bridle, shouted and swung the sword, chopped down all those who stood in front of his horse's hooves, stepped on the piles of corpses and flames, and bravely advanced with other Gimages soldiers to capture the third camp fort.

Then, the Mosul soldiers in the first, second, fourth, and fifth camps rushed out one after another, along the road in front of the camp fort, and launched a counterattack against Gregor's troops.

"Everyone, turn your horses around. We are going to kill all the Turks on the east side again." In front of the closed door of the central camp, Gawain, Hartmann and Werner, each holding a bloody sword, led all the cavalry, collectively turned their horses' heads and hooves to the right, and left the central camp of Mosul openly. Instead of attacking, they all rushed to the east and hacked and ravaged the ranks of Mosul soldiers who came out of the first, second, fourth and fifth camps.

In this situation, the Mosul soldiers (the fourth and fifth) who came out of the camps in different locations were just about to rush to rescue the third camp in the middle, but they were broken from the back by the fiercely rushing pilgrim cavalry. Groups and groups of them were pierced by spears, their heads were chopped off by swords and axes, and they were eliminated. Then, all the pilgrim cavalry rushed to the Mosul soldiers coming out of the first and second camps, dispersed them, and then chased them and killed them at will.

At the same time, the 4,000 infantrymen commanded by Melo on the west also launched a fierce attack on the camps in front of them. Melo, who was wearing a "Christ fish" ornament on his breastplate, waved his baton and asked his soldiers to adopt the strategy of "attack one by one". They quickly captured the seventh, ninth, eleventh and thirteenth camps that were leaderless and at a loss. The defenders in the other camps also lost their confidence in holding on. They rushed to abandon the camps and fled towards the city of Ata. The number of people trampled on and killed along the way was incalculable.

Godfrey of the West Fort and Raymond of the Iron Bridge Estuary Fort also ruthlessly removed the Turkish camps in front of them. Among them, Godfrey encouraged the soldiers to advance towards Port Saint Simon with all their strength.

The entire west bank of the Orontes River was filled with smoke and fire, and the sound of killing was deafening. All the camps and forts of Amasa were on fire and connected to each other, like a giant python that was burned and twisted in pain. The blood of the Mosul soldiers stained the ground, and their heads fell with swords, and the ground was covered with zombies.

On the other side of the camp, Prince Kobuha of Mosul was dumbfounded as he watched this one-sided massacre. His hands and feet were trembling. For a long time, he looked at the beautiful summer scenery of the Daphne jungle over there, and he was almost completely covered by the burning smoke. Covered up, with full of resentment, "What on earth is this bastard Ridwan doing? He is just helplessly watching my army suffer such tragic destruction?"

Then, without saying a word, Kobuha stumbled into the huge and gorgeously decorated tent, walked to the magical and sealed hourglass, and then trembled with trembling hands, trying to pull out the plug inside, and then rode a horse and held the spear himself. , led the army to reverse the defeat of the West Bank. "There are countless people who are adding a grain of sand to our victory. I will never, never lose."

Next to him, Budakis rushed out, stopped the prince whose mind had turned white, and tried to persuade him, "General Boesas has brought five thousand elite soldiers to stabilize the situation. As long as we still control Atta The city and Port Saint Simon are not lost. Please calm down, Your Highness, and Dulac of Damascus is already here with his army." (To be continued~^~)