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    Athelstan knelt before his drawn sword and his company did likewise praying before the sword as a cross. The artillery exchanges of formidable Hellenic ballistae and whistling French trebuchets made the very earth shake. The walls soon began to crumble. "May God have mercy upon us all." The eagerness of the crusaders led them on as the English company of lions held back and prayed. A decade of carnage and siege in the Lionheart's crusade had taught them many things. Firstly patience and respect for the foe. Hellenic excellence in siegecraft and machinery brought down seven siege towers and sent hundreds of men among the charging attackers into the air, limbs and bodies broken ere they fell into the dirt.
    Willyame of Eskedale pointed to the far troop that ran forth under Mortimer's banner. There were Marchmen dying, calling out in the words of home. Athelstan turned to the troop and nodded, they stood, shouldered their hefty leather satchels and combat quivers with the weight of a large child on their backs, they buckled on their shields and began to breathe heavily preparing themselves for the charge into the foray and within range of the siege weaponry.
    The lions with great experience of seeing men fall to catapults and ballistae in the Holy Land and at Sicily and Cyprus, observed the drop of the bullets as they boomed and rolled across the battlefield. Sprinting through the bodies of the screaming bleeding fallen and the shrapnel and dust cast up from the artillery hits; the Englishmen made it to the shadow of the Theodosian Walls without losing a single man. As Mortimer's men slowed in ascending the dark interior hollow of one of the very few remaining towers, the lions caught up with their fellow countrymen. They heard Mortimer's raging rallying call "For God and England!" And with more than a few smiles the lion company funneled into the wooden and hide shelter of the tower, clambering quickly upwards. The noise outside of chants and screams were made tenfold as sound echoed within this huge coffin. The blasts of artillery and crossbow fire drummed against its skin, men above soiled themselves in instinctual fear. Athelstan did not bat an eyelid at that, even men among his own ranks were shedding tears of regret for what was about to come. He himself found his hands and muscles shaking as he gripped the rope handles in the climb. Steadily more of Mortimer's men could be heard jumping out into the open air and drawing blood upon the walls.
    Athelstan looked down, the tower was tall and lacked for light. His legs ached. Suddenly daylight was upon him and the noise of the violence opened up around him in every direction, there were already corpses and body parts flooding the white walls with black blood. Sounds of pain like animals giving birth deafened any orders that were called out. The lion company knew as much and used their eyes rather than their mouths and ears to hold their band together.
    Willyame beckoned the men draw their bows. The enemy was about to suffer ten thousand English marksmen arrows a minute.
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ID:	288497 Godfrey took the green siege tower (number 4, counting starts from the top) and is working his way to the river entrance, trying to cross the rubble of the destroyed gate and capturing the towers in between those points.
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    Ricco was prepared to meet the enemies swords with his own. He was not, however, prepared for the catapults. As projectiles made contact with the land around him, Ricco could not help feeling helpless. He couldn't not however, or would not show it. As his men fell to the catapults he began shouting, for the first time since he was named head of his retinue.
    HOLD THE LINES! HOLD! The gates will fall! The...
    Ricco was cut short by a shower of rocks nearby. He looked over and grabbed Isidro.
    Get those men unable to fight, out of here! Take Big and Small and move as many as you can out of the ranks.

    The longer they see the bodies and limbs the quicker they will lose their fortitude.
    Rico thought as Isidro left. Another volley was launched and was bound for him and his men.
    BRACE YOURSELVES! He called out.
    He kept his eyes up, shield ready. When he knew where the rock would land, he looked to the men in its path. Of the men there, Ricco would remember until the moment death took him, one lad stood never looking up. Not until it was too late. A boy, 16-17, that saw death only when it was inviting him unto its carriage. The boy looked up and saw what was heading his way. He looked Riccos direction, Ricco could see the fear in his eyes. Only for it to be snuffed out moments after.

    Hold your ground! The walls will fall and when they do we will bring death and gods justice upon them! Hold the line! We shall guard Commander Bohemonds backside, and we shall leave noone standing against us! The Archangel Michael shall guide us against the heathens! Take heart!
    Finally, the Gate fell.......

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    As they ran out of the siege tower, a knight in front of Godfrey took a javalin to the shoulder, the force made him slip and fall of the ramp. Godfrey did not reach out to help him, there was only one thing on his mind: getting on those walls. Most of the Greeks stepped back as the knights jumped off the ramp and onto the walls, granting them some space to start the fighting. Directly to their right was a tower, which was the first objective in the path to the water barrier. Godfrey ordered a part of the knights to hold on the left, while he gestured others to follow him to the tower. On the stairs leading to the top was a spearman, who thrusted forward towards Godfrey, but missed, to which he grabbed the spear and janked hard, sending the guardsman tumbling down the stairs, before planting his sword in his chest.
    Other knights rushed by and started climbing the stairs, Godfrey followed them
    "Get the bannermen up here!"
    While still fighting the guards on top, gold lions on a black field started to wave over the top, signalling the capture of a first, yet small, strongpoint.
    Godfrey overviewed the scene, both to his front and back he saw men pouring in over the walls, and the Greeks desperately trying to stop them from doing so.
    As the knights were getting their breath after this first struggle, they heard a massive thundering to their right, and saw a cloud of smoke lifting up from the wall, several towers further on.
    "looks like a breach, m'lord", one of the knights spoke up as he pointed to the smoke.
    "appears so, but breach or not, our objective lies behind it."
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    Roland de Provence stood at the front ranks of his cousin's men. He had heard from some of the more experienced fighters that it was suicide to ride a horse into a siege unless you knew what you were doing. Simon knew what he was about but Roland was new to this. He didn't wish to be worrying about his mount whilst he was in the midst of battle. He was clad in plate-mail, his shield strapped to his arm in the colours of his house, the same colours his cousin wore in front of the men. The poinard and shortsword strapped to his belt felt heavier than they should. He shifted his feet restlessly for the umpteenth time and readjusted his grip on the war axe in his hands. And waited in rank.

    The projectiles began to fly as the great trebuchets flung rocks and the siege towers rolled ponderously forward. Roland ducked low behind his shield as the Greeks began to find their range. His eyes grew wide under his helmet as a scorpion bolt impaled a knight sat astride his horse not eight paces away. The impact panicked another horse, throwing it's rider onto the ground with a sickening crunch. When the rock thrown from the walls mowed down three of the men two ranks behind him Roland's bladder let go.

    Thankfully nobody noticed Roland's shame as, all of a sudden a deafening roar followed by a sound like a collapsing mountain drew everybody's attention to the walls. An enormous cloud of dust was already rising into the air far above the battle. "The gates are gone!" He heard a mounted knight say. 'It's time then.' Roland thought in the grip of a sort of numb terror. He tightened his grip on the axe in his hand and waited for his cousin to order them into the breach.
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    Simon de Provence watched as the first volleys of catapults and ballistae fell upon his men, with shouts of “Look out and get out of the way were heard throughout of his battle line.” For the most part the missiles were inaccurate, missing most of his men. The few that did hit however claimed the lives of thirty-nine of his men. Three of his knights were slain when a ballistae bolt from one of the Byzantine towers fired and impaled the three men and their horses, causing them to suffer an agonizing death. Another twenty-five of his Sergeant Spearmen were killed instantly when they were crushed by a lucky hit from one of the Byzantine catapults with another eleven being killed by the shrapnel that resulted from the catapult’s boulder’s impact.

    Simon himself was almost injured from flying shrapnel though he was saved from injury when he managed to raise his shield in time to deflect the deadly shards. He cursed at the Byzantines and he rode, encouraging his men, to keep their morale up.
    “Look at the pathetic Byzantines sons of France. They cower behind their walls using catapults and ballistae to try to end our lives.They are nothing but cowards too afraid to match us in true battle, with sword and axe, in a glorious melee. When those walls collapse, when the gate falls, we will show these Byzantine dogs the strength of France,. God Wills It!”

    Moments after Simon spoke those words, he heard a crash as the Fifth Military Gate of Constantinople collapsed. He immediately readied his men to charge, while he himself rode towards Bohemund de Lusignan to receive his orders. “The Fifth Military Gates has fallen Commander. Shall we launch our assault in support of our fellow Crusaders attacking the walls?”
    Bohemond watched as Tancred, Athelstan and Godefroy's troops scaled the walls using the siege towers that made it the Theodosian defenses. His eyes gazing at the ruin of the wall and bodies that could be seen from his vantage point. It was a glorious day for all of Western Europe. A jewel such as Constantinople was equal to that Jerusalem, if not more! His eyes turned, watching the trebuchet crews fire missile after missile at the walls. His thoughts were interrupted with a loud bang down by the wall. He turned quickly to see the Fifth Military Gate fall. The Lycus section still held, but it wouldn't be much longer, Bohemond thought. He drew his sword, pointing at the weakened section of the wall where the Lycus River flowed through.

    Trebuchet crew number one! Continue firing upon that section! I want it down pronto!

    The crews respond in unison 'yes my lord!' Bohemond then turned to the second group of Trebuchets. His sword pointing at the Gate of Adrianople.

    Second group, fire upon that gate! Bring the entire section down if you have to!

    Once more the crews responded and began to adjust their trajectory. Bohemond then descended from his point, approaching Ricco and Simon. He began to wonder who to send in through the Fifth Military Gate. He points at Simon with his free hand.

    Make for the Fifth Military Gate! If it appears that you are struggling or that you have taken the position, I will send in 1,000 of my men to support you. If the Lycus section does not fall, the rest of our soldiers will make for the Fifth Military Gate in organized waves to support your advance, Simon.

    He then looks at Ricco.

    Organize your men immediately in case I have to send you in to support Simon's attack.

    Bohemond called up a runner. He ordered the man to make for the fake camp where four siege towers and a crew of six trebuchets were. With the crews there, he wanted them to begin to fire upon the Golden Gate and try to simulate an assault by having the siege towers being sent forth. He needed more time to secure this section of the wall and hopefully the fake camp could provide such precious time.
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    Simon nodded and said “It shall be done.” He then spun his horse around and rode towards his men. He shouted he his commanders “Begin the advance towards the Fifth Military Gate. When you reach the breach, I want all of our Men-at-Arms and 400 of the Sergeant Spearmen to assault first. When it seems that you have gained a foothold or that you are facing stiff resistance, I shall join you with the remainder of the Sergeant Spearmen and all of our knights, of which half of which shall be fighting, dismounted. Roland, you are in command of our dismounted Knights while I take command of our mounted ones.”

    He then turned to the commander of his crossbowmen and said “I want the crossbowmen to form into two lines. You are to fire on the defenders to support our advance. I want the first line to fire in unison. Then, while first line is reloading their weapons, the second line advances five steps and fires their crossbows. You are to continue this pattern until we breach the wall. When that happens, your men are to join our other forces unless I signal otherwise.”

    As his men lurched forward, eager to spill Byzantine blood, Simon shouted one last line of encouragement.“Now is our hour sons of France, The gate has fallen and our destiny has come. Fight for honor, fight for gloy, fight for God Wills It!!!”

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    Ricco nodded quickly and turned to Simon quickly saying, God watchs over us!
    He then returned to his men and quickly began organizing.
    I want my Crossbowmen alternating columns with the Sergeants. Sergeants you are to use your shields to protect yourselves and Crossbowmen you are to stand behind them as well. When we get closer I'll order the Sergeants to plant, when they do I want you to find an enemy and SHOOT. Sergeants after the first volley, you will then pick up your shields and swords and begin the bloodshed! Men-at-arms, when the Sergeants displace you will go from the rear to replace them in preperation of another Volley. When it looses, loose yourselves against the enemy. We will support those Frenchmen there. Take heart men, the glory of god balances at the edge of our blades, when the word comes, we shall exact it!
    For the first time during this battle, his men roared back. They had already lost almost a hundred men, they were eager for blood

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    Roland nods at his cousins instructions and looks around at the men nearby him. They looked no less nervous than he. 'No time for thinking this.' He realises as his cousin speaks.
    "God wills it!" He bellows in reply.

    The men Simon had instructed began to advance on the walls, followed in short order by the crossbowmen. Soon enough Roland and his knights began to advance. The dust and heat were already nearly insufferable and the narrow field of vision Roland had was made worse by the necessity of staying low behind his shield. Arrows, quarrels, rocks and screams flew thick and fast throughout the air. A sudden heavy impact nearly wrenched the shield from his arm, Roland looked to see a thick crossbow quarrel protruding from the bottom of his shield. 'A little lower and that would have been in my thigh.' He thinks with an odd detachment. Ahead he hears the yells of the advancing spearmen who had clearly made the breach and the incessant twang, crank, click of the crossbowmen firing, winding up and firing again. Roland crouched lower behind his shield, advancing carefully as he waited the order to charge.

    "Steady boys!" He called wanting to project confidence but only succeeding in croaking the last word out.'Please let us go soon cousin. Anything is better than this waiting.'

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    Godfrey and his men continued to push along the walls, in a rather literal way, as the advance took form in a wall of shields, shuffeling along the walls, swords and spearheads sticking out, forcing the greeks back. Godfrey followed the wall and made sure that the men lying down as they passed over them would stay down. As they progressed, they noticed another wall coming from the opposite direction, knights from the next siege tower trying to link up. The greeks in between started to panick as their ground shrinked. With about 20 Greeks left on 25m of wall, Godfrey lifted his sword towards the progressing wall.
    "Time to end this, boys, out of formation! up and at them!"
    The formation was broken and the small pocket of resistance quickly mopped up, most of the Greeks threw down their weapons and kneeled down. Godfrey manoeuvred through the mass towards the knights they just encountered.
    "What news from the southern side?"
    'The gate has been smashed and has collapsed, our reserves are clear to breach but we can't cross over anymore to get to the waterworks directly, we'll have to fight our way through the street" an officer replied
    Godfrey sighed
    "nothing ever goes to plan, now does it"
    He looked around, most of the knights were looking at him, awaiting his further orders. He turned back to the officer
    "very well then, we do what we must"
    As he wanted to follow the officer towards the southern front, another knight stopped him
    "what about the prisoners, m'lord?"
    Godfrey paused for a moment, he had totally forgotten to come up with a plan for prisoners. He turned towards the prisoner, who was kneeling at his feet, as he held the blade of his sword with his left hand, as if he were to brake it in half.
    The soldier looked up at Godfrey, tears were forming in the corners of his eye
    "antallaktika mou" he stammered with a broken voice.
    Godfrey did not move, but kept on staring.
    "He asks you to spare his life, m'lord", the knight spoke, even though Godfrey also had had Greek in his shooling.
    "I know"
    he spoke with an ice cold voice, still his eyes fixed on the man, and continued:
    "yet we have no time nor the men to spare for them"
    After he said that, he grabbed the hilt of his sword with both hands and swung high, the eyes of the prisoner grew large and his mouth opened, yet no words came out. The sword came down and sent the prisoner's head and body plunging off the wall, into the streets of Constantinople. As the other prisoners around him were executed, Godfrey walked towards the southern front in a calm pace, trying to block out the atrocities commited around him, ordered by him.
    'I have my orders' he repeated to himself
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    Simon de Provence watched as the first group of his men, composed of 1,000 Frankish Men-at-Arms and 400 Sergeant Spearmen, began their approach to the Fifth Military Gate. Marching with them were his 200 Frankish Crossbowmen organized into a line one hundred men wide and two men deep. As his men marched forward, they held their shields up to protect themselves from arrows released by Byzantine archers upon the walls. Most of his men were protected from the flight of the deadly shafts by one man here and their fell to his enemy.

    Behind this first line of men, Simon rode mounted on his horse, with the remainder of his men, nearly 1,400 strong to act as both a reserve if trouble stirred and a second push if the attack went well. He too held his triangular shield out ready to protect him, though it had appeared that the Greek archers were focusing on his line of men not the second, more heavily armored line, a shrewd move indeed.

    When Simon saw that his men had reached a point close enough to the breach to cover it quickly with a swift charge, he gave the order for his men to be let loose and wreak havoc on the Byzantines. He drew his sword and gave the signal to attack and instantly a line of 1,000 Frankish Men-at-Arms and 400 Sergeant Spearmen began their attack on the Fifth Military Gate. His men charged with vigor and energy as they were fresh soldiers having advanced slowly at a walk until now. At the same time, the first 100 of his Crossbowmen began their own attack, providing covering fire for his men. The first volley of deadly crossbow bolts was launched and soon his men were doing as he had told them to. They fired their volley and began to reload, while the second line behind them advanced a few steps forward and launched their own attack. They continued to do this until they reached the point where his men first began their charge where they stopped advancing forward but continued their deadly fire.

    From the second line of his men composed of 500 Frankish Knights, 4500 Dismounted Frankish Knights, and 400 Sergeant Spearmen, Simon could only watch the advance of his men as his own line slowly moved forward. When they too reached the point where his first line charged, Simon ordered for his men to charge. The time had come for him to shed Greek blood. He shouted
    “Deus Vult, God Wills It” and joined his knights in their charge to take the city.

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    Roland didn't remember giving the order to charge the breach. One minute he was edging along behind his shield, the next minute he was bellowing out...something, he couldn't remember what. The men surged forward and Roland had to run at their front or else get trampled. The walls look massive from this viewpoint, right underneath them. They loomed over him like great cliffs. 'How can we ever take those?' He thinks as despair fills him, yet somehow he kept his legs pumping, shouting curses to keep from falling on the ground weeping in terror.

    An arrow whipped past his eye slit and passed behind him before Roland could even flinch. Another clanged off his pauldron and fell harmlessly to earth. Finally Roland got his shield up. 'Just keep moving! Just keep moving! Forward! Forward!' He urges himself. Finally he reaches the pile of rubble that is the breach and slow as he begins to scramble up the treacherous slope. Stones and dust kicked out from under his feet causing him to slip more than once. The higher up he got the more screams and the clash of weapons filled his ears, the dust had mixed with blood here to make a grim morass near the crest of the rubble and Roland was now picking his way around bodies of Frenchman and Greek alike, some dead many groaning and thrashing. One Greek soldiers grabbed at his leg and called out for water. Roland, terrified, buried his axe in the man's neck.

    And suddenly the battle was upon him.

    A Greek man-at-arms charged toward him wielding a spear. Roland wanted to scream at him to stop but the words stuck in his throat. 'He has a beard.' Roland thinks inanely before the man thrusts his spear for Roland's throat. Screaming in fear he throws his shield up in time to deflect the thrust past him, he swings his axe wildly, with none of the practised technique he had honed in the yard of his family's castle in Marseilles. His swing was wide, and the spearman whipped the haft of his weapon across Roland's face ringing his helmet like a bell and driving the young Frenchman to his knees. He tensed him self waiting for an impact that never came. Roland looked up and saw the spearman was fountaining blood from his mouth, impaled on the spear of one of his household men.

    Scrambling back to his feet, breathing hard, Roland ran down the slope and towards the fray. 'What am I doing here?' He thought. Shortly afterwards he fell into the main melee hacking at knees of men already engaged and burying the spike of his axe through joins of armour when men were not looking his way, and screaming; always screaming.

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    As Godfrey peered over the side of the wall, he could see the hordes of Franks pouring in towards the breach. There was only one tower between his men and the piece of wall that overlooked the destroyed gate. Godfrey pushed his men onwards, they would have to outflank the Greeks on the breach so the French could really start pouring in. The few Greeks at the base of the tower quickly ran up the stairs as they saw the additional waves of Flemish knights coming at them, and those last did not hesitate to follow. Yet Godfrey was still at the base of the tower as he heard a large mechanism being activated. As he looked up, he was just in time to see the first knight being hit in the knee by the ballista bolt, which then travelled on to the man behind him, lodging in his upper chest and sending him flying over Godfrey's head with an unearthly scream, landing several metres behind him. The front knight now fell next to the stairs as he tried to grasp towards the remains of what he once had called his left leg. Others quickly picked up the charge and ran up the stairs again, silently praying for no similar surprises, or maybe they did, that this hellish world would finally end.
    Godfrey belong to the first category, but in his adrenaline-pumped climb he nearly slipped over the leg of the first knight that left it there, yet managed to retrieve his balance as he arrived at the top of the tower. The ballista crewmen only now seemed to realise the consequences of their actions, as Godfrey brutally punched one of them in the face with the hilt of his sword, and again, and again, and again,... and continued so, accompanied by a series of swearwords which would make most clergy widen their eyes in disbelief, until only a bloody mash remained where once a face would have been. He got back onto his feet, panting heavily, giving one final look to his work of art, before turning his view to the depts of the city streets, as he witnessed the clash of Franks and Greeks below at the breach.
    Inspiration struck suddenly, as he turned to two knights next to him:
    "you! you! with me on the ballista, we'll give the Greeks a piece of their own medicine"
    the other knights smirked as they figured out Godfrey's plan and helped him to push the ballista around, as it was at the front of the tower they could not turn it around to fire into the blob of Greeks behind the walls without hitting the floor of their own tower, but if they turned it fully to the left, they could just see the bodies of the Greeks in reach on top of the pile of rubble, right about on where the clash line with the Franks was. Godfrey pushed in a heavy bolt as the other 2 crancked up the mechanism
    "try to get aim as far to the back as possible, boys"
    "ready sir" followed
    Godfrey lowered his hand "loose!"
    Again, a clinck and a rasping sound as the shaft left the device, sending it flying in the general direction of the Greek front lines
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    Who is on the walls and who is going through the destroyed gate?

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    I think I (Godfrey), Hross (Athelstan) and Gandalf (Tancred) are on the walls
    Lucius (Bohemond) is still at the reserves I think
    all the rest should be in the breach
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    The de Provences (me and HB) are going through the breach. I think Hross is on the walls too.

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    Yes my archers and men at arms are on the walls. The plan is to drive east and dismount at the palace, hitting Blachernae from the rear

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    Attackers
    20 Trebuchets
    6 Siege Towers

    Bohemond de Lusignan: 4,970
    1,000 Frankish Men-at-Arms
    1,200 Frankish Crossbowmen
    1,770 Armoured Sergeants
    1,000 Mounted Frankish Knights

    Simon de Provence: 2,961
    1,000 Frankish Men-at-Arms
    764 Armoured Sergeants
    200 Frankish Crossbowmen
    997 Mounted Frankish Knights

    Athelstan Wreak: 800
    600 'English' Archers
    200 'English' Men-At-Arms

    Tancred Mortimer: 1,142
    600 'English' Men-at-Arms
    142 Armoured Sergeants
    200 'English' Archers
    200 Mounted 'English' Knights

    Ricco da Monte: 904
    280 'Venetian' Men-at-Arms
    344 Armoured Sergeants
    280 Medium 'Venetian' Crossbowmen

    Godfrey of Leuven: 750
    450 Armored Sergeants
    300 Mounted 'Flemish' Knights



    Defenders

    150 Thematic Archers
    175 Contaratoi
    190 Peltasts
    175 Scoutatoi Spearmen
    200 Scoutatoi Swordsmen
    100 Toxotae
    1,000 Varangian Guards


    Reserve = Bohemond de Lusignan: 4,970
    1,000 Frankish Men-at-Arms
    1,200 Frankish Crossbowmen
    1,770 Armoured Sergeants
    1,000 Mounted Frankish Knights

    Walls = Godfrey of Leuven: 750
    450 Armored Sergeants
    300 Mounted 'Flemish' Knights

    Athelstan Wreak: 800
    600 'English' Archers
    200 'English' Men-At-Arms

    Tancred Mortimer: 1,142
    600 'English' Men-at-Arms
    142 Armoured Sergeants
    200 'English' Archers
    200 Mounted 'English' Knights

    Breach = Simon de Provence: 2,961
    1,000 Frankish Men-at-Arms
    764 Armoured Sergeants
    200 Frankish Crossbowmen
    997 Mounted Frankish Knights

    Ricco da Monte: 904
    280 'Venetian' Men-at-Arms
    344 Armoured Sergeants
    280 Medium 'Venetian' Crossbowmen

    Siege Assault Phase I:
    Siege Weapon Phase:
    10 Trebuchets attack the River Lycus Wall, Concentrated
    D10
    Roll = 7
    Wall Health: 9/20 -> 2/20

    10 Trebuchets attack the Gate of Adrianople, Concentrated
    D20*.75
    Roll = 10 (*.75 = 7.5)
    Gate Health: 19/20 -> 12.5/20

    Skirmish Phase I:
    Romans lose 75 archers, 75 peltasts, 50 contaratoi
    Crusaders lose 250 men


    Assault of the Breach I:
    Romans lose 353 soldiers
    Crusaders lose 986 soldiers


    Critical for the Romans!
    The Crusaders are not able to push through the gap, and are repulsed.
    Those who attack the breach may notice the presence of the Imperial Guard.

    Assault of the Walls I:
    Romans lose 573 men
    Crusaders lose 789 men


    The Crusaders on the walls do much better than their friends on the ground, and managed to take some towers.

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    Summary:
    The River Lycus Wall still stands, but barely.
    The breach at the Fifth Military Gate is held by the Romans as they managed to bloody the nose of anyone who charges in. Heavy casualties.
    The walls are more easily assaulted however, with some towers being taken.
    The Romans here will not hold out long though, as they are already low on numbers.

    Attackers

    Bohemond de Lusignan: 4,970
    1,000 Frankish Men-at-Arms
    1,200 Frankish Crossbowmen
    1,770 Armoured Sergeants
    1,000 Mounted Frankish Knights

    Simon de Provence: 2,125
    807 Frankish Men-at-Arms
    364 Armoured Sergeants
    150 Frankish Crossbowmen
    804 Mounted Frankish Knights

    Athelstan Wreak: 600
    450 'English' Archers
    150 'English' Men-At-Arms

    Tancred Mortimer: 592
    250 'English' Men-at-Arms
    92 Armoured Sergeants
    100 'English' Archers
    150 Mounted 'English' Knights

    Ricco da Monte: 454
    80 'Venetian' Men-at-Arms
    144 Armoured Sergeants
    230 Medium 'Venetian' Crossbowmen

    Godfrey of Leuven: 561
    325 Armored Sergeants
    236 Mounted 'Flemish' Knights


    Defenders

    40 Contaratoi
    75 Scoutatoi Spearmen
    50 Scoutatoi Swordsmen
    581 Varangian Guards

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    Default Re: The Assault on Lycus, April 13, 1204

    Forces are seen amassed on the Seventh Hill, presumably reinforcements from the Golden Gate and other defenses, south of the River Lycus.
    The force is significant enough that one cannot ignore it.

    Seventh Hill Army: 6,545
    300 Thematic Archers
    1,320 Contaratoi
    475 Peltasts
    800 Koursores
    500 Scoutatoi Spearmen
    1,600 Scoutatoi Swordsmen
    550 Toxotae
    1,000 Varangian Guards

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    Default Re: The Assault on Lycus, April 13, 1204

    Ooc: Both Gandalf and my troops are English; now face to face with the remaining troops who are mostly Varangians and therefore mostly English can we roll to attempt to talk them into surrender? 581 Varangians-

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