Chapter 8: The Bloody Battle Against the Horse Wall (Part I)
"Calm down, Duke Apulia, it's not just you and me who have the fighting power, I have already sent some soldiers along the bridge to reinforce the guards on the priesthood, and Godfrey and Baldwin will also go to the rescue in time." Gawain was in the wind and gave Bohemond a reassurance.
"Yaggie. Xiyang should not have so many soldiers and horses, and the ones in front of us, and those who raided the defense and stone forts, should be all his elites. Diognis, who had done intelligence gathering and analysis beforehand, also hurriedly said at this time.
Hearing these words, Bohemond nodded, and then looked away, the changing sun and flowing clouds in front of his eyes at noon, "Very good, Gawain, why don't we join forces for the first time and directly attack the despicable guys who ambushed our army today, force them into the valley, and completely crush and destroy them with a decisive battle." ”
What Bohemond was referring to was clearly the party of Adesonius, the chief emir of Antioch, who had not yet retreated to the city easily, but had formed up and down another high ridge five or six curls away, confronting the pilgrims in search of new fighters.
At this moment, behind them, the narrow valley position, from the camp of the Gimagis Brigade to the Bayou Fortress, control was back in the hands of the pilgrims—in the desolate reeds, the Calabrian soldiers had made stretchers out of their spears, lifted the bones of Brad intact, and walked slowly towards Asase—while on the opposite side, Tetisius, with the purple imperial banner given by the Emperor, and three thousand follow-up men, had arrived, and alongside the Red Hand Brigade of Giovanni's infantry with a forest of spears, the cold and muddy river was muddied again. Countless leggings and shin armor were wading in between, making a loud noise. Spears and spears swung in columns across the sky.
"Who's in charge?" Then, after several generals on the ridge agreed. Start ripping right away.
"Raymond's troops have lost their combat effectiveness, as have my subordinates, Generals Orson and Gregor." Gawain spread his hands, very helpless.
"That's not what my people are talking about." Bohemond was strongly dissatisfied, and then he looked at the mount under Gawain's crotch, and shouted angrily, "If I'm not mistaken, your horses are all from us Apulians!" ”
Gawain shrugged, "That's right, it was captured in Lepanto. According to the axioms of war, the victor has the right to dispose of any spoils he gets. ”
The fierce quarrel involved the Grand Duke of the Empire and the Commander-in-Chief of Asia Minor appointed by the Emperor, and also involved the greater question of whether Bohemond the Great, or the Imperial Expeditionary Privy Council, or the Emperor of Constantinople. In the end, the men reluctantly reached an agreement: thirty cavalrymen were selected each to serve as armed scouts on the isolated pine-covered hills on the other side of the plain, because it was there. Everyone saw a small force of Turkic cavalry there, erecting a striking dogtooth banner, which should also be an outpost set up by Adesonius, and the capture of it was crucial to the whole battle.
That is. Tetisius sent thirty horsemen, Bohemond and Gawain in the same way, to challenge and take the hill. As for Lord Raymond, because of the heavy losses he had suffered, he went to the Bayou Fortress to rest.
Then. The Red Hand Brigade, which had just arrived, totaled about five thousand infantrymen. On the hillside there were two lines, three Banda infantry detachments in front and three in the rear, huge infantry spears standing proudly, the frost on the soldiers' gaiters rubbing against the long grass swinging around, and in front were the guards with sharp halberds, flanked by Italian veterans with shields covering their faces. On either flank, Bohemond's headquarters and the Imperial army, slowly crossed the plains sandwiched between the two hills and valleys, and pressed in the direction of Adesonius's headquarters.
At this time, the sun had already deflected, and the Patriarch hanging from the tower of Antioch was soon blinded by the sunlight shining above his head through the three flags, and the fireworks in front of the gate of Antioch slowly dissipated, and the battlefield revealed its hideous and bloody face in the eyes of the Patriarch overlooking him.
The Turks who trampled on the defense of St. Paul's Gate and killed most of the pilgrims in between, and then, under the command of Sansadonias, the troops from the Dog Gate converged like two torrents, carrying bloodstained blades, and once again pressed towards the fortresses on both sides of the Gawain Bridge in a dense queue of heavily armed warriors with shields, while the other troops continued to storm the crumbling camp of Ademar, and now there were not many soldiers who were still fiercely resisting on the left and right of the priesthood.
The bridgehead with the smoke and flames scattered was already lined with soldiers from the Guardian Brigade, and the portrait and banner of St. Theodore hung on the wooden tower on the side of the bridge, and the whole bridgehead was not so much a fortress as a field fortification divided by earthen ramparts, with a wall of rejection at the forefront, about six feet high, and a trench dug below, the former filled with thorns and stumps with trees, and the latter sprinkled with thistles and fragments of clay pots. Three hundred Germans, arrayed in front of the wall of rejection, all holding huge two-handed swords, this kind of sword has two swords, the gap between them is a whole Anna ruler, and the two hands are held separately, which can be used as long swords to chop, and can also resist the long weapons of the cavalry, and they have raised them one after another, forming a wall of swords.
Branas, on the other hand, stood behind the horse rejection wall, looked at the approaching Turks like a tide, and slowly raised the command scepter in his hand.
"We must not lose this place, because the siege equipment field is over there, and once the enemy captures this bridge, they can completely destroy our equipment, then the capture of Antioch City is a fool's dream."
"Muhammad!" Over there, the Turkic army, led by lightly armed Futuis guild soldiers, came in a whirlwind, running in front of their necks with wicker baskets, which were full of firing pots, and walked like flying, and the brigade of defenders behind the horse wall also erected a large number of crossbowmen, rain down arrows, and also carry glowing canisters thrown by Gollum, and in the fierce fire that erupted after colliding with each other, many Futuis soldiers were pierced through their lungs and heads by sharp arrows, howling and reciting scriptures, covering their gurgling and bleeding wounds, Slowly curled up on the dirt and died in agony. But more Futuis soldiers, spears like reeds, frantically continued to pounce on the corpses of their comrades.
The three hundred German soldiers relied on the protruding corner on the east side of the horse rejection wall to the simple gate on the west side, leaning against the moat, forming a strange formation with long diagonal lines, and the blades of their swords were also slightly sideways to the right.
But when it came to attacking and defending the two fronts, using weapons to force and strangle together, the Futuis soldiers knew the power of this diagonal formation: the slanted blades of the Germans, easily avoiding their straight spear tips, slashed their fragile heads, waists, and necks from left to right. (To be continued.) )