The faces of the princes were also full of sadness.

At the head of the city of Nicaea, the victorious Romani Turks threw down their iron hooks, hooked the seriously wounded pilgrims who were still groaning and wriggling under the city, and dragged them one by one to the halfway waist of the city wall and hung them, laughing and laughing, and these people slowly died in pain and shame as if they were a crowd.

Godfrey was the first, with a blank face pulling the reins, and turned his head back towards his tent, unwilling to look at the scene.

"Eagle, eagle, like the Sultan's eagle!" At this moment, the Roma soldiers, who had just won the victory and were cleaning the battlefield at the head of the city and repairing the city walls, suddenly pointed to an eagle falcon hovering over the tower and shouted, and finally the falcon landed on the corner tower, looking around, as if looking at the situation of the battlefield just now, many soldiers defending the city surrounded the corner tower and bowed down to it, as if they had seen the Sultan himself.

With a long roar, the falcon flapped its wings and flew past the walls and dense houses, and over the camp of the large group in the east of the city, and flew higher and higher until it reached the highest hill at the very edge of Lake Nicaea.

The hooves of a dozen and masked slave soldiers in scaly armor had already stepped on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, and the gravel fell one by one, rolling into the ravine below, and with a few shouts, the falcon swept over the heads of the people and landed on the arm of the Sultan of Konya, who was riding behind him, and then Gilici drove his horse to the middle of the slaves, and the huge crimson eagle banner slowly rose behind him.

As far as the eye can see, the entire city of Nicaea, including the huge lakes, the mountains, and the pilgrim camps that surround it, are unobstructed to the eyes of Gilligi.

Of course, the huge column of smoke produced by the collapse of the "Fox" tower over there just now is still wafting there, "Did the siege fail?" "Gilligi. Arslan sneered, and then he saw the city of Nicaea. His flag still flutters on the towers everywhere, and not a single corner is lost. In the camp to the east of the city, under the banner of the red-handed crosssword, military servants walked around, the edge of which was hidden behind a long forest.

"The goal is the other side." Gilligi. Arslan drew his horsewhip and pointed to the camp east of the city. "I want to avenge the battle of the pasture!"

"Light a bonfire, Sultan of Rûm, Gilikhi, son of the Venerable Suleiman. Arslan, to drive his invincible army, cross these valleys, and crush the lowly heretics who do not know what to do. My loyal servants, my loyal retinue and courtiers, on the top of this hill, three great flames were alighted. As it had been agreed—that the warriors of the city of Nicaea should take the opportunity to fight from the position of the New Gate, and fight the great army of Ben Sultan against the enemy, killing and ravaging them, destroying their positions, tearing up their tents, taking all the women and children, and giving them as slaves to me! ”

Then. A slave soldier handed over the arrows and bow to Surelman, and the Sultan drew the bowstring. When the horse came to the back side of the hill, the arrows shot from the strings made a long, sharp sound in the air, piercing through the clouds, and speeding through the valleys and countless paths between the mountains. On it the Sultan's army was innumerable in banners, all of which were soldiers from the tribes, towns, and villages that Giliki had sent in a matter of days, sending fast horses and arrows, from all over Konya to Seleucia. Not only the Roma, but also the Greeks, Armenians, Maldeans, Cilicians, and so on, heard the sound of the Sultan's arrows, and let out a battle cry in unison, like sand in the sea, spilling out from all the great roads and paths, and swooping down in the direction of the city of Nicaea.

Three bonfires were lit from the high hill, which was very eye-catching, and several slave soldiers standing on the side of the hill kept waving the Sultan's crimson eagle flag and chanting scriptures loudly, encouraging the morale of all the troops under him.

At this moment, Gilligi vaguely saw that the north side of the entire battlefield was a slope of shrubs and long grass that stretched and breeded, and there seemed to be a little reflection of weapons and armor, which stretched to the mountains north of the city of Nicaea, which was very suitable for the enemy's ambush, "Send fast horses, and tell our right flank to send a detachment to search and attack there!" ”

The slave soldiers who had been ordered to do so, waving black and red dogtooth flags, galloped down the hillside, and the soldiers on either side avoided it.

At this moment, it happened to be the first half hour of the afternoon, and it was exactly the same, at the flagpole of the earthen fortress in the center of the camp of the Dalian team, the fine man was pressed on it in all directions, and the general secretary of Gottschalke, carrying an axe, walked in front of him and looked at him condescendingly.

"Your Grand Duke promises not to hurt me." The fine work was shrouded in the dark shadow of Got Shalke, and he said tremblingly.

"The Grand Duke forgives you for the crime of acting as a meticulous worker, but you also pretend to be a Christian, and this sin is due to the fact that the Brotherhood Order of the Dalian Brigade is interrogating itself."

"Perfidy, perfidy!" Soon, the angry accusations of Hasaku turned into a heart-rending cry, and the soldiers smashed all his limbs into the cross beneath him with iron nails and hammers, and then with the sound of squeaky ropes, he was pulled up high with the cross, and stood on the earthen ramparts, and the soldiers wedged the tips of the bottom into the earth with their feet, and now his howling could be seen in the city of Nicaea and the whole camp.

The soldiers on the tower of the New Gate, seeing this, shouted loudly in Turkic, hoping that the dying man would say something.

"The Sultan's army is on the edge of the city, and we will achieve a great victory, killing all the pagan dogs, and killing all the Roman dogs!" The crucified worker, with all his strength, was bleeding all over his body, and shouted these words.

Then the Roma soldiers, who were watching from the tower, soon cried out excitedly, "There is our eagle banner on the hillside, and behold, the valley over there is full of Turkic warriors." The sound of the horn of the news was earth-shattering, and even the vizier, who was in front of the palace to command the overall dispatch, also heard the news, he boarded the pheasant, and really saw the rising fireworks, as well as the huge army of the Sultan who was killed all over the mountains, and then the vizier looked at the crucified work, and then looked at the situation of the camp of the large army, and then shouted anxiously to the people around him, "Quick, wave the flag, and tell the Sultan that his fine work has not gone to the city, that is to say, the enemy should have known his movements and set up preparations!" ”

Several soldiers who had been ordered hurriedly followed the ladder and climbed the highest tower, shaking their flags vigorously in the distant direction of the Eagle Banner on the hill.

"What, the mentor told me, it's a trap?" Gilligi bent his horsewhip and was shocked, and then he looked at the thousands of horses in the valley with flags blazing and rushing, and knew that it was impossible to send a message of retreat at this moment.

"Even if it's a trap, no one can stop the pace of my elite army!" (To be continued.) )