Then, Gottschalk gave up his "finger sucking" and ran to the ranks of believers with his cane. Billell, who was like a wild boar, stayed where he was, and Gawain asked him, "Do you have a team?" ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, I have three hundred Lombard armored infantry, and I have no horses." Biller replied boldly.

"At this time, the infantry is dominant, the cavalry is useless, it is great that you can keep this team, because the Walter knight was injured and sent to my camp in Niš for treatment, so you will be the commander of my brother's side in this siege, how about it?"

Biller took out his weapon, a long-handled skew with a spike on the top, "Always serve you, the Duchess and the Grand Duke!" ”

"Now you march from the south of the city, I will send Italian veterans from the middle, and Bramson will march from the northeast of the city, and all three will advance at the same time - Andreev and I will take cover with archers and stone shooters in the rear." After Gawain made arrangements, Biller immediately buckled up his heavy helmet, slung the long handle over his shoulders, and ran towards the infantry team where his banner was located.

Gawain then pointed to the trumpeter next to him, and the man prepared to put the horn to his mouth, and then the siege procession on all three sides was ready, and the siege engines and ladders were clustered in the middle—on the river beach on both sides of the stone bridge, the defenders of Zemon City also placed their swords and bows and arrows, and the whole atmosphere was about to be touched.

But Gawain soon heard: the cry of a goose.

He turned his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from, because in the order, how could the soldiers of the Dalian Brigade be allowed to raise such a noisy animal in front of the battle?

At this time, even their own soldiers were very uneasy, but everyone was afraid of punishment. Because the military code clearly stipulates: once the formation is completed, the person who will postpone the hope. will be summarily executed by a military judge. Then he held his weapon and stood in place, not daring to move.

In the midst of a chaotic shouting. Gotteschalk rode on horseback, waved his arms, and shouted to the thousands of German pilgrims behind him, "The holy goose has appeared, and it says to me today that if you can take the city of Zemun and kill all the Hungarians in it, the pilgrimage will be as favored by the Lord as Moses led the people!" Gawain also saw the "holy goose", which was held up by several women wearing silk shawls with heavy makeup. Locked in a wooden cage, with their necks stretched out, they screamed wildly, probably because they had been fed some potion beforehand, but in the ears of this group of pilgrims, it was like the holy geese chanting a trumpet urging them to go and die in battle.

"Take Zemon City, burn it and kill everyone!" These gangsters from the forests and river valleys stared at people with terrifying eyes, holding dung forks, iron hooks, and flails, and shouting these unforgivable slogans. Like angry hornets, pouring out of the gap in Gawain's array, they had no formation, no coordination. But without any fear, he rushed to the stone bridge, the only passage, and launched a fierce attack before the regular troops.

The archers at the head of the city were under orders. Arrows rained down like a wind, and the stone bridge was soon filled with the corpses of pilgrim peasants. The rest of the peasants haphazardly walked along the river beach, fighting the soldiers of Zemon City. But killing one of them would cost a few or even ten people, but Gottschalk was behind him, raising his arms to the heavens, shouting encouraging slogans, and the women also raised the cage containing the holy goose even higher, so that all the pilgrims could be protected by the "saint".

"That's not going to work, the casualties are too heavy!" Gawain shouted in his heart, but the stone bridge was blocked by the crowd, so he sent a herald to give orders to the infantry teams arranged on both flanks by Billel and Bramson, and soon the two of them were armed with long-handled guns, and the other was wielding two-handed swords, both wearing double armor, leading their respective teams, and also stepping on the river bank trenches, and the defenders of Zemon City were originally entangled by this group of German farmers, but they were caught off guard, and were attacked by the infantry of the two, many of them were killed, and their bodies were poured into the trenches, Biller, in a furious attack, threw the corpses of many peasants into the midst of it, and soon formed a "corpse pedal," and his infantry stepped on it and rushed under the fort gate—but Bramson's side, and crossed the trench using the planks sent by the craftsmen.

The gate of the fort was pulled up and closed, and the soldiers who had been stationed under the city by the defenders were squeezed in front of the gate, and the cry was shocking, and they were killed and cut down one by one, and beside the corpses, Birel shouted loudly, "Take the ladder for the siege, bring the ladder!" Then a stone flew from the head of the city, and hit his helmet, and Billel shook it on his back a few times, and sat down on the ground, and then took off the big helmet, and his face was covered with blood, and he grunted and took a watercress nose guard from the hands of the soldiers next to him, put it back on, wiped his face twice, and then raised his long-handled weapon, and commanded the soldiers to brave the flying arrows, and put the ladder on the pile of corpses, and set it up at the head of the city, and climbed up with a strange cry, and waved the iron with spikes, and beat the defending soldiers at the head of the city to bloody flesh. The Lombard infantry climbed up and occupied the southern wall of Zemon - two points later, Bramson occupied the tower to the northeast.

The local duke Nikita, with a few close ministers and ladies, fled from the water gate in a panic, in a small boat, leaving the words "this is not a pilgrim at all, but a bandit", and fled down the Sava River in the direction of the court of the Hungarian king.

"Bang!" Bramsson, who had jumped down, and several of his comrades moved the wooden latch behind the city gate, and then countless pilgrims moved the corpses piled up on the city gate and stone bridge, and swarmed in.

After the formation, Grand Duke Gawain looked at Zemon City, which had fallen on fire, and didn't know what expression to put on his face: the carefully arranged plan in advance, the siege equipment manufactured, all of which came in handy, did not expect Zemon City to be piled down by the lives of the pilgrims in this way.

In the river beaches and moats under the stone bridge, layers of corpses lay in each other's arms, some of them with fire smoke burning on them, most of them from German farmers, but the invaders took revenge on the Hungarians with even more brutal means. Gawain tried to restrain him, but it was too late, and the massacres were carried out in every corner, regardless of whether the soldiers or civilians, the men or women and children, the pilgrims killed and plundered when they saw them, and the bodies of the victims who were cut to pieces were thrown into the rolling Sava River.

Even the members of the Dalian team and the Brotherhood who were originally celebrating the victory at the head of the city were stunned when they saw the following scene, holding the weapons in their hands, not knowing what to do, at this time Gawain ascended, Bramson came up and saluted, Gawain waved his hand to stop, and then looked silently at the countless corpses floating in the Sava River, "Zemon City has been completely destroyed, it is better to pick up the rest of Belgrade's righteous brother as soon as possible" (to be continued.) )