Chapter 102 Under the Siege of Agrinion
In the winter of 1208, the cold came as scheduled with the end of the year. When Justinian, who had finished the battle of the Pindus Pass and had completed the military rest, arrived in Agrignon, the battle had reached its most intense stage.
A earth-shaking sound caused a rolling wave of dust. Such a huge movement almost made people think that the earthquake was shaking from time to time: it turned out that the siege tower attacking the wall of Agrignon was hit by a catapult on the wall. The broken skeleton finally couldn't bear the weight it carried and completely collapsed. It was pitiful that hundreds of soldiers were killed and injured. The people who fell to death were killed and killed. What's even more fatal is that they were very close to the wall of Agrignon. Thesali soldiers who had lost their cover were completely exposed to the bows and arrows of the rebels on the city, and suddenly shot the survivors into sieve like rain of locust arrows.
It seems that Agrenion is stronger than expected. Justinian thought that Theodor's business here has really taken a lot of effort in the past few years.
"Brother!" Irina, who was riding on the horse, looked at Agrenion's appearance that she could not even recognize by the war, and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She finally waited for this day, which also meant that she and her brother who was connected to her blood would meet again.
Looking at the somewhat tragic girl, monk Sergius whispered: "Don't forget what your mother said to you before leaving, Your Highness!"
Speaking of this, the crazy monk's words penetrated into Irina Ducas' heart like a poisonous snake, making her feel what it means to feel heartbroken. The scenes of the bloody sacred temple and the slum massacre appeared in front of her again. At this moment, the girl's weak eyes became stronger and cold again.
"I'm here to see you, Romanus, my brother!"
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Looking at the battlefield filled with smoke, Justinian ordered the new Moria army behind him to rest and the Albanians temporarily. Because not far away, Justinian saw the nobles of Thessaly coming to greet his arrival.
"His Royal Highness Justinian!"
The nobles looked at the arrival of the young people, and their postures were undoubtedly much more obedient than when they were in Larissa before, and they were even a little flattering, so that these nobles seemed to regard Irina Ducas, who was the successor of the prince behind Justinian, as transparent.
But Justinian did not accept such a grand reception from the other party. He turned around and moved away and said lightly: "You are not my vassals yet. You should go and meet His Highness Irina first."
"Uh, what you are saying!" The awkward Thesali nobles quickly stood up and turned to Irina Dukas, who was watching them on the other side, walked forward to greet her arrival.
"No need to be so polite. My father's vassals, I have not yet officially succeeded, and I am not your true nominal vassal." Irina responded appropriately, resolving the scene that had just been beautiful.
The nobles who were quite grateful came forward respectfully and said, "Please restoration of Agrignon is today. In a few days of bloody battle, the rebels in the city have reached the end of their strength. After clearing the rebellion, your highness can succeed in the church, and then Lingzun can also smile underground." This is not a false statement. This time, the nobles of Thessaly can give their all. All the trees outside the city of Agrignon were cut down and built into a large number of ladders and engineering vehicles. The catapults and crossbows targeting the rebel city defense also fired bombs into the city day and night, consuming a lot of beef tendon and fish glue. It is only a matter of time before breaking through Agrignon's city defense.
"Everyone is intent." Irina nodded. The girl didn't say anything else, but looked from a distance at the city she was almost unable to recognize - the city of Agrenion, which was at the last moment of the decisive battle. The fierce battle between the enemy and us has reached a point of intense heat.
"Run!" As a section of the city wall that could not bear under the continuous destruction of catapults and crossbows, a corner collapsed first, and it was like a shark-smelling soldier who smelled blood and rushed forward and stepped on a road on the collapsed section of the city of Agrenion. At this time, the rebels' resistance was declining. There were not many Greeks who had firmly supported Romanus. They suffered heavy losses in the previous field battle. If it weren't for the secret help of Genoese merchants in the middle, they would have been unable to resist. Now the only one is still here
The bloody battles on the city were some of the Kuman soldiers who had committed numerous crimes and knew they had no way out. But now they still had the majesty of massacreing the people in the slums. When the king's army entered the city and the Agrenion civilians hiding at home joined in, a small number of Kumans were soon overwhelmed by the tide of the tide. When the sword and spear pierced their bodies, the Kumans also tasted the bitter fruit they planted. The nomads were wailing everywhere. It was a blessing to be killed by the Sarsaly soldiers. The most terrible time fell into the hands of the people who hated them, and they would be crushed to pieces.
When a section of the Agrignon wall collapsed, the defense line of the rebels in the city quickly collapsed. He led the remnants to retreat to Prince Theodor's palace in the city. Romanus, who led the team, held a fierce sword and killed the citizens who were trying to rush into the place. He kicked the dead body away and used cruel means to make the civilians who were trying to rush into the place retreat.
In an attempt to build a final line of defense here, Romanus, unwilling to give in, ordered the few soldiers around him to lay out roadblocks on all roads leading to the prince's mansion.
But doing this is actually meaningless. Three days ago, when Romanus knew everything about it on the front line, his teacher, the despicable Saracen man, had quietly left Agrignon with the Genoa caravan. Romanus realized that he was completely used by Musval and turned into an abandoned son.
Looking at the stunned soldiers, Romanus, wearing masks, let out a heart-wrenching roar, which made them do their job again. If it weren't for the mask of the epistle, Romanus's men might have seen how hideous the face of this already crazy highman would be.
The shouts of killing outside were slightly calmed down at this time, but it was not the miracle that Romanus Ducas expected to happen, but the battle outside the prince's mansion was almost over.
Chapter completed!