Hearing Tancred say this, Prince Ruben smiled with satisfaction, took a glass of wine, took two sips, and said to Parkade, "How did that brown-haired and blue-eyed barbarian become the Grand Duke's general on the emperor's side today?" Seeing this person's face, I felt a little familiar. ”

"His name is Stephen. Gawain, this guy looks and behaves very similarly to Lusail, who previously occupied the Anatolian uprising. ”

"Lusail? That's right, it's Lusail of Briur, it's really very similar, the same greed, unbearable and stupid, such a person can actually become a general in Romania, it seems that there is really no one on the side of Emperor Komnenos. Prince Reuben snorted and drank his wine, "His army is facing me, so let me lead the Ani warriors and destroy his line." ”

"Please don't underestimate this guy, he not only has a strange magic sword, but also commands the team and fights, no less fierce than our Apulian knights." Tancrad has suffered losses in a row, and he can't help but remind the "King of the Seven Ridges", and then he thinks of Raul, who died tragically to protect himself, and he is inexplicably sad and angry.

"Why bother, could he be even more tricky than the former emperor? My father and I had twice defeated the Emperor's invasion of Cilicia, otherwise the region would have been reduced to slave girls under the yoke of the Empire, as had Cyprus. "Prince Ruben is full of confidence, "At the time of the raid, let the knights and archers composed of the fierce mountain people of the Land of Seven Mountains teach this impudent wolf the basic etiquette." ”

When the stars of the constellation Harp began to dim in the summer among the triangular nebulae hanging over the plains and rivers, in the castle of Gemalicia, in the north of Minor Armenia, its ruler Polibi. Bletchamios yawned a little sentimentally, and sat in the saddle of his saddle in armor that he found unusually heavy, and behind him the squires and soldiers looked similar to their lords. There were people coughing hoarsely, others wheezing hoarsely with fever, carrying crooked weapons and banners, and walking out of the gates of the hillfort.

In the morning light of the wilderness, Polibi looked wistfully at the castle of Lamprun, which stood on the hill on that side, and at the many fortresses with ochre-yellow walls of Armenian ochre behind him: these were twelve years ago. All surrender to the territory of the glorious Ben Blachamios! Now that they have all been forcibly occupied by the unruly and nasty Armenian dogs, the isolated castle of Gemalicia is left in his family's territory, the only remaining inheritance left by his father—and the original Ruben, who came from a down-and-out place, was originally just a guard dog raised by my great father, and now he not only proclaimed himself the king of the Seven Ridges, but also dared to ask the commander to come to his aid with three hundred soldiers. Attack the enemy.

Thinking of this, Polybi was very melancholy, he was the one who fell into Pingyang, he knew how the Armenian dogs laughed at him behind his back, and liked to make dirty jokes about his "incompetence" and his beautiful wife. "If only my father were still alive." He is often so delusional.

"The people behind, keep up and don't fall behind." At last. Polibi could only turn around and shout this sentence to the soldiers with all his might.

"Oh~~~" The response voice was also soft.

It's right in Polibi. Bletchamios was struggling towards the battlefield of the Feramis River. On the grass in front of Baldwin's camp on the West Bank, a few leisurely military servants in charge of grazing were lying on simple couches made of hay, watching the cows and horses go back and forth, standing and lying, and the stars in the distant sky seemed to be ignited by a series of crimson clouds. The sun was about to rise, and some of the servants took their own hands and horses and boldly walked to the stream by the river. In the midst of the smoke that spreads out in the air, give the animals water - after all, now that the peace treaty has been established, no one will continue to bleed in the strife.

Then, several military servants rubbed their eyes and saw that there were many plants moving rapidly in the Asase and reeds, making a loud sound of Suosuo, which made them feel very panicked, could it be a youkai in the river?

A slight sound sounded, and one of the military servants snorted, clutched his neck, half-knelt down, and soon fell with his back up, and fell into the grass, and the ox, which had lost its grip instinct and felt dangerous, began to moo, and quickly moved its four hooves in the direction of the camp's fence.

"What's wrong, ah!" The other servant, who had gone up to look after the man, had not finished speaking, when he also spread his arms, and with a violent tremor of his chest and torso, he fell to the ground, and a featherless crossbow bolt was wedged deep into his chest.

At this time, from the hiding place of Asase, a large number of Calabrian light soldiers with leather armor and reeds tied to their round iron helmets, pulled their crossbow machines, stepped on the splashing water, scattered and rushed out of the approach, wading across the river, and constantly shooting deadly crossbow arrows, without even shouting, they shot down the Baldwin servants and garrison soldiers who were caught off guard, and the people behind also drew their white blades, followed the crossbowmen, and ran on the meadows by the river, and when they approached the fence, they killed the guards, Stealthily removed the wooden fence that stopped the horse, and then raised the blade of his sword, refracting a little white light at the opposite bank.

The banner of St. George and the battle flags of the cavalry company were suddenly erected one by one, and Tancred, Brad, and Richard, including Parker and his son, were all dressed in armor, stepped on their horses, nodded to each other, and joined the cavalry who had already prepared the battalions, and then Tancred did not even do the pre-battle mobilization, but waved his sword quickly, and the cavalry team of about 800 mixed men held their spears, and their armor shone in the morning light, forming a wide battle line, and they attacked quickly in the water.

Baldwin's forward position collapsed in a matter of moments, and the thunderous cries of war and the sprinting of horses' hooves were accompanied by a cry: the Frankish and Swabian infantry, pursued by the Normans and Armenians, were in disheveled rags, "The despicable enemy has broken the peace of the war and attacked us!" ”

"Don't stay, kill Baldwin and Gawain, and strike in the direction where their banners are, and I'll explain all the responsibilities before the Holy See." Tankred, who was galloping on horseback, shouted loudly, and soon he saw Baldwin's silver swan flag, which was set up in another camp in front of him, and new hatred and old hatred suddenly welled up in his heart, and evil was born from the side of his heart, "Kill you, send you to be with your." ”

After Tancred raised his sword, the Holy Banner Cavalry Company, under the guidance of Brad, a cavalry team of about 100 people, in a tacit understanding, stretched out their spears with small flags on the galloping horses, and the sound was endless, and they followed Tancred in a wedge-shaped formation, rushing towards the unsuspecting camp.

At the same moment, fierce battles began on the left and right flanks of both sides, and Prince Ruben and his 5,000 men, also led by 800 Armenian cavalrymen wearing light scale armor and chain mail, waded through the water and rushed over.

The same was true of Gawain's camp, where the soldiers and servants of the garrison abandoned their camps and fences and ran towards the side of the hill lying to the west, where they could enter the relative safety of the castle of Mamistra.

"Don't let the enemy escape!" Prince Ruben was majestic, with a crimson opposing lion motif flying in the wind, a gilded helmet on his head, shouting left and right as the cavalry marched forward bravely, chasing Gawain's men and horses to the ground.

The Armenian cavalry, encouraged by the prince, was so strong that they soon drove their horses in rows, kicked up a great deal of dust, and trodden over the camp and the flat gravel area, and pounced on the hill, where they carried their bridles and pulled the heads of their roaring horses from uphill to downhill with great skill in the exchange of sunlight.

But on the slope below, densely stretched out a forest of breathtaking spears, three infantry bandar detachments, six independent Kawtrini spear formations, nine hundred large infantry spears, all arrayed here, the height of the hills obscured their spear blades as high as twelve Anna's wrist size, and then the three square flags fell down one by one, "X, this general is the real king of the Seven Ridges, overturn the hyena wearing the crown!" Quicksilver under Gawain's crotch jerked up his hooves and roared, "Rip the skin of the hyena Ruben!" With this slogan, all the infantry gritted their spears and flattened them, facing the Armenian cavalry who had no time to avoid it.

The rows of spear blades pierced in the sunlight immediately made dozens of Ruben cavalrymen and horses who could not avoid it explode with blood, their heads, necks and horse clothes were all pierced alive, and it was impossible to even fall to the ground. The rest of the cavalry saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly slowed down, and the war horses saw the wall of the spear forest that was rapidly approaching, and they were even more heartbroken, and they carried their masters back.

Prince Reuben drove his horse to the bottom of the hills, and could not believe his eyes, in the blood mist and shouting of killing, the enemy was clothed in armor, and the halberders and swordsmen holding shields drove his proud cavalry around, and then a large forest of spears rose up in the hills, and he saw the Gawain soldiers standing in the forefront, all wearing chain mail, tall and mighty with uniform bodies, and fierce eyes under the helmets, running in unison with spears, rushing down from the hillside.

Because the center of gravity is located on the shoulders of a person after the chain mail is worn, it is not conducive to the flexible weapon of wielding a long sword, and is more conducive to the stabbing weapon of the cavalry spear and infantry spear, but it must be strong enough to be strong, so only a large soldier with a length of five Anna's wrists can handle this double burden: knee-length chain mail and large infantry spear.

At this moment, the team of archers behind Prince Ruben arrived, "Shoot your arrows and stop this group of porcupines!" (To be continued.) )