Prajit turned out and saw a blur of flesh and blood at the staircase and steps, three or four people across the stairs, some of them turned into mutilated corpses, but Wright was still breathing there, covered in a pool of blood, and it seemed that he had fainted from his injuries, so he carried a knife and made a guard gesture and supported Wright's side.

Behind him, about twenty Italian veterans had already climbed in, and the small tower was cleared by him and Wright, and this sharp soldier lying on the ground was really brave! Prajit thought with admiration that he was worthy of being the pioneer selected by the Grand Duke of the Romanian Empire.

"How's the deputy heraldic officer?" Two soldiers who were familiar with Wright also stopped to rescue him, and the remaining five people rushed up to the second floor with their swords, and the other more than ten people stood in a row from the windowsill from the portal on the first floor, and after a while, the noisy sound sounded, the soldiers hidden on both sides of the portal waved their long swords and battle axes, and several Turkic soldiers who rushed in were immediately cut down and fell to the ground, and then the soldier with the shield in the middle turned around and stepped on the corpse, and put the shield between the portals with a bang, blocking the several arrows that followed - it seems that They had a lot of experience in fighting with the Turks, and then more than a dozen soldiers became two columns, one with a shield and sword on the right side, and one with an axe or halberd on the left.

The soldier on the right raised his shield to block the enemy's attack, then stabbed his sword at the lower hand, while the soldier on the right slashed his way with an axe and halberd. The Turkic soldiers could not resist such a tacit tactic, and they tossed up and down, one by one, and were cut to the ground, and the Italian veterans shouted, and soon raided and occupied the gateway to Roserenta.

On the second floor of the small tower, the five veterans who went up and the more than 20 Turkic lightly armed soldiers or Futuis who rushed over fought endlessly, making it difficult for the other party to move an inch.

At this time, more and more veterans climbed up, not only was the small tower occupied, but they also went forward one after another, launching a fierce attack on the Roselon Tower, Gawain and Anderodat also came up, followed by Muzafiadin, and Dim below. Goliath was too heavy to be allowed to go up, so he handed the battle flag to Muzafiadin to carry it, and soon planted it on the small tower and fluttered.

Below, more brigade soldiers who rushed to reinforce were brave enough to climb on the city.

At this time, in the palace of the central tower, Yaji. Siyan sat triumphantly in his chair, holding in his hand Bohemond's mother's ring, engraved with the inscription of the Tver family, "After this heavy blow, both the pilgrims and the dissidents in the city will be silent, right?" ”

"Father, according to our reports outside the city, Kobha's army has captured the Sage Port Simon and is preparing to advance towards the mountains behind the Acropolis, and soon his large and unrivaled army will appear in the field of view of our soldiers in 'Kupasuikcinta'." Sanssadonias, who came to invite merit, couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

Yaggie looked up and laughed in a long trill, "Sure enough, having the impregnable city of Antioch is the most cost-effective investment in my life, and now the pilgrims seem to be besieging me, but they are surrounded by my allies with their backhand!" Well done Budakis, well done Kobha. ”

The shouts of killing outside became more and more harsh and eye-catching, and Yaji sat firmly on the throne, waiting for the good news outside.

It wasn't until a slashed soldier stumbled and rushed to the palace that Yaji and his son had a somewhat masked expression, "Enemy, enemy, captured the Little Tower and the Emir Tower of Rosselen?" ”

"What!" Aggie screamed, his face contorted, his dry fingers drooping, and he stood up, how could his mind be like this? Obviously, we know the time and location of the pilgrim's attack, and we estimate it exactly as well, why did they attack Roselenta? Then Aggie gasped and said to the slave soldiers beside him, "Quick, transfer all the rest of the towers and all the manpower in the palace to rescue Roserenta." ”

It was too late, and the shadows of Italian veterans waving their arms and slashing in the burning Rosselon Tower were flashing everywhere on the floor, stairs and walls, half of the fifty Turkic soldiers in the tower were killed in the battle lanes, and half were killed in the resistance in the tower.

In the room at the top of the tower, the still stubborn Emile Roseron, carrying a knife and shield, surrounded by blood and corpses, stared at the Grand Duke's brigade with a shield and a staircase.

With a few footsteps, Gawain pushed the soldier away, walked up, looked at Rosellon, and then spoke fluently Turkic, "Either jump down, or kneel down and surrender, don't stop me from occupying this window." ”

At this time, it was all Turkic "sak, sak!" outside. Like a lone wolf with hair on his head, the moonlight poured down down his back, making his countenance even more terrifying, "Kurt! Rosellon howled, raised his saber, and lunged at Gawain.

There was a long roar of swords slashing on metal, and the soldiers in all the rooms saw the sword of phosphorus and fire fluttering in the air, whirring like a windmill, and the sound was transmitted far and wide in an instant—the blade of the sword was directly chopped into Rosellon's helmet and head, and the hilt of the sword was still trembling slightly, and the blood and brains of the other party were all over the head, ticking to the floor, and then swaying twice, and the cooing sound fell upside down on the ground.

Gawain threw the sword, took it back, then walked over, pulled the sword out of the deceased's head, and threw it to Muzafiadin who followed behind to wipe it, and he came to the windowsill.

Inside the city walls, his soldiers had completely mastered the situation, the torches were dotted, the Turks were scurrying blindly, some rushed to resist, some had begun to flee towards the back mountain, after the latch was broken, the gate guarded by Sansadoni Asta in front was opened, and in the darkness of the night, Godfrey, Robert, Bohemond, etc., who had been preparing to retreat and flee, also shouted, and rushed in with their swords and horses, and all the pilgrims blew their trumpets, gathered together, and stormed the central tower higher.

"Don't kill a Christian by mistake!" Godfrey shouted at the gates of the city when he saw the soldiers slashing the Syrians or Armenians who had been swept in with their swords.

Who would have thought, Bohemond arrived and cut down with his sword several women who were crying and begging in Armenian in front of the horses' hooves, and then the horses' hooves trampled on the corpses, and the blood was high, and he told everyone, "Don't hesitate, kill everyone who stands in our way!" When they die, God will naturally discern for us who are believers and who are infidels. ”

"Kill them all!" The soldiers shouted this slogan, slashed with knives and axes, and marched all the way through the mountain of corpses in the sea of blood. (To be continued.) )