Patricia Taylor
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Just as Harald is ready to throw half of his men into the blood shed tonight to give a promising answer to his admiral for the night, suddenly a chain of cheers and roars, together with the banging sound of swords slashing against shields can be heard. Harald dazed for a while wandering what kind of commotion is happening behind there, after slashing down an Ottoman janissary he took the time and opportunity to turn his back and look behind, and the moment he looked back, all thoughts inside his head…-
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The men in the city should be strong enough to keep the weak, the children, the elderlies and the maidens out of blood shed. Antonius made up his mind, came down the balcony with a stony face, walked to the gate of the warehouse and shouted. "Summon me major of the Varangians!" A moment later, Harald rushed forward briskly and kneeled down on one knee. "Aye! De' major of the Varangians, Harald aye here reporting for duty! Admiral!" "Harald…" Antonius places his left hand on the Norse giant's…
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The situation slowly turned into a stalemate with the Romans trying their best to fill the gaps of the increasing and collapsing line of defence, while the Ottomans now are able to hold on to their captured area and still master another force led by Kudret Suvari himself pushing towards Blachnarea, where there lays his objective, the gate of Kaligaria and Regia, after that, he can pound onto the Royal Palace of Blachernae where the emperor and the kins from the house of Palaiologos lives, capturing this…
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Kudret Suvari walked into the city staying behind the cover of shields. He is now regretting his action of making such a loud fuss even before he enters the battle field, although it is a god thing with his country men trapped inside the city realising that their Sultan has not abandoned them, and the brute sound of his hammer did give a hammering strike in the ears of the Romans waking them up from their dreams of victory, it also diverted all the attentions – no matter friendly or hostile – to him.…
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Anjelo sighed looking up at the dusk sky, the last traces of sun rays kiss the same piece of land she used to look after daily for the past thousands of years. The only difference is that instead of being the usual peaceful city filled the sentiments of life, energy of civilians from all walks of life finishing their daily chores, yawning of soldiers on guard, it is now filled with the fury of the alive, agony of the injured and the silence of the dead. But perhaps the huss and hazzles going on around…
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"Now it is the time for you to… Ahhh!!!!" An arrow pierced its way through the air above the deranged and lawless street filled with the cruelty of mankind, finding gaps through helmets and blades, flying finally into its intended target. The Ottoman commander made the most fundamental mistake a villain can make – he talked way too much, which gave him his death sentence. The arrow penetrated his neck, smashing his throat tearing his vein and artery, then it seems like suddenly the world turned…
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"Are you out of your mind? Seriously I cannot understand what your young folks are thinking nowadays, do you know that when you are up there shouting, waving that dumb bright flag saying that you are the commander, you look like a…" Anjelo can be seen nagging behind Julian as the later paces himself briskly towards his men pushing the crowds to his back with a face full of impatience, while Anjelo followed closely behind with his face and neck in a colour of pinkish red from the fright and anger just…
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It is the very first time that a foreign army managed to lay a successful assault upon the defense of the queen of all cities who has seen hundreds or thousand of years of peace is now dressed in a blatant blanket of bloody cold corpses laying in every corner of the streets, dangling on window panes, hang in mid air by spears, pierced to the last breathe on wooden barricades. The men on both sides at this point of time are exhausted, stripped off of any strength to carry on, they are using up their last…
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"May Allah bless our Sultan! Allah senden razı olsun! Allahu Akbar!" "Hahahaha…." Mehmed felt like this is the happiest day in his life since his coronation, but he still has not forgotten that things changes quickly on a battle field, and he must seize this opportunity tightly before it slips away from his own hands, and secure his red apple by his most courageous, battle hardened and trust worthy man. "Where is my first warrior of the Janissary, Kudret Suvari? I summon thee!" "Yes, my Sultan! I am…
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"What are you going to do? What can you do?" "You have disobeyed the Decalogue and committed a dreadful mortal sin against Christ by committing a barbaric murder on the one and only Pontifex Maximus… You shall be sent to suffer in the depth of inferno and hell until the rest of your voice…" The old clergy responded biting his teeth in a tone full of hatred. "May Christ accept the souls of his Most Divine All-Holiness, the Archbishop of Constantinople, New Rome, and Ecumenical Patriarch. Alleluia,…
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