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At this time, only seven or eight wounded samurai remained with Farov, but they still stubbornly and unyieldingly blocked the only door to the hillside of the monastery with their shields, and held on to the posture of battle.

Farov knelt on the floor wearily, looking up at the iconostasis in the hall, and then the light of the flames flashed before his eyes.

This stirred up his last memories, the Battle of Durazo more than ten years ago, when he and many of his comrades from the Varangian Guard were caught in the sandy sands of the dancing seashore, the Norman knights' mounted spears towering on the back of galloping horses, enough to pierce the sky, the hideous faces of the enemy hidden under the large barrel-shaped helmets and domed helmets with masked visors, trampling back and forth against the front and flanks of their troops—and finally, they were unable to support themselves, and they hid in a cathedral of St. Michael on the edge of the battlefield, where the Normans dismounted and set fire, In the midst of the boiling hell, Farov could never remember how he survived, but that sight would forever be the subject of his nightmares.

"Whoosh", the Turkic rockets dragged the tail of light smoke, and continuously shot in along the window holes and exhaust vents of the monastery, and after they surrounded the whole monastery, they drew their bows and fired, and there were people behind them with arrows, which were lit on the burning bonfires and rolling logs, and then joined the ranks of continuous shooting.

The furniture and altars in the halls of the monastery soon burst into flames, the air was swallowed up by the rising flames, and the few remaining wounded soldiers fell one by one, their hands clasped tightly together.

"Are you still going to die in the fire in the end? Or maybe it's a nightmare. Faroff gritted his teeth, took one last look at the red-dyed frescoes, and then pulled out the Viking sword he was wearing, "It's okay, Faroff's sword doesn't make people feel pain, whether it's the enemy or himself." ”

With that, the sword spun upside down and stabbed him in the throat, and the stout red-handed Count Commander then fell, quickly engulfed in flames.

The monastery on the high monastery turned into a sea of flames, and on the path, Gawain was wrapped in a banner and charged towards the city of Nicaea without looking back.

It just so happened that it was Hajib's men and horses who stood in the way on the side of the road to take on the task of guarding, "There is an enemy who is breaking through." When the attendant told Hajib, the Ataberg saw Gawain at the front, and immediately his mouth widened, and then he made a gesture to stop the archers from moving.

Hajib, who was born as a slave, then uttered a very arrogant remark, "This warrior of Akin is the greatest hero in today's battle, and the Turkic warriors cannot shoot him with bows and arrows from behind. ”

When they heard this, all the soldiers turned to him and wondered what to do.

Among them was Diognes, who had grabbed Erickson and warned him not to be impulsive, and then Hajib seemed to think for a long time and gave the ambiguous order to "chase after the Akin warrior".

By this time, the sun was hanging in the western sky like half a giant crimson wheel, and Gawain had already run to the front of the city of Nicaea with his comrades in the Red Hand detachment, where the Byzantine army had quickly taken hold of the gates, towers, and walls of the lake. And the devastated Sultan Gilliki also made a way to put his horses in order - no one seemed to really care about Gawain anymore, and no one dared to stop him.

Only a few hundred Paulicians, armed with rudimentary weapons, accompanied by Hajib's team, followed behind Gawain and did not dare to approach the battle.

Seeing this, Kabeamia, who was watching the battle from the rear, anxiously said to her co-workers, "Why don't the Turkic soldiers shoot arrows!" Everyone looked dazed, because they didn't know what the Turkic commander named Hajib was thinking.

"Where's our Arrow Team?" This was Kabeamia's second question, and the answer was that it was still to come, and that it had not been mobilized—Paul sent an army, and there were relatively few who were skilled in archery, and most of them were ordinary peasants.

"Bring the Arrows up, quick!" Cabeamia gritted her teeth, she herself did not know why she hated and was so hostile to this tall brute - yes, she had deceived everyone from the beginning, and she had indeed colluded with the Normans, on the condition that Bohemond promised her to hand over Paphragonia and Trabizon to the remnants of the Tevris Republic; The Paulines supported the Normans in Anatolia and conquered the Byzantine Roman Empire. She had previously traveled with Bohemond in the hope of going to Thrace, encouraging the believers there to raise an army, unite with the Pechenegs, and give Emperor Alexios a hard meal.

However, Cabeamia's statement to the captor that "chastity has been violated by Bohemond many times" is an out-and-out lie, and she originally hoped to win the sympathy of the captor and release her, but who would have thought that Theognes was completely like an ascetic bastard (the Franks have a lot of respect for noblewomen), and did not take her grievances to heart. The ghost sent God to meet Gawain's nemesis, not only Thrace did not make the trip, but also caused a fish, she didn't know whether she still kept her chastity, and she didn't dare to confess publicly, which was really heartbreaking.

Therefore, she wanted Gawain to die.

Paul's arrow team ran forward, ready to receive orders from the Golden Hand Archon.

Then, Gawain stared at the nearby city of Nicaea, and finally spit out blood, clutching his chest and lying on the saddle, he really slashed too many enemies, the sword of phosphorus and fire plundered too many mixed genes, killed back and forth several times, and also completely overdrawn his physical strength, and now the organs and internal organs of the entire body are churning and stirring in pain.

On the battlements of the city of Nicaea, Francisco came up, and when he saw the scene below, he said to Barromeo, who was also standing beside him, "Rush with the cavalry and rescue the Count Commander." ”

However, Barromeo's face was full of indifference, and he didn't pay attention to him at all, and Franchisco turned to look down, but saw that the city gate was guarded by Barromeo's own soldiers, and the rest of the soldiers did not know it, and they were resting and healing in the church and the square.

Immediately Francisco understood, he was furious, pointed at Barromeo and shouted, "You are disobeying the orders of the army and abandoning the heroes who fought for this army for this country." ”

"The Roman army didn't need heroes, and they didn't need a foreigner to be a hero." Eventually, Barromeo sneered, turned to Francisco and said, "If you want to save it, save it." I'm not going to stop people like you from doing anything stupid. But don't egging my soldiers. ”

As he spoke, Franchisco sensed that several of Barromeo's own soldiers were rapidly approaching behind him, trying to trap him.