Spears of destiny : $b A story of the first capture of ConstantinopleSmith, Arthur D. Howden (Arthur Douglas Howden)
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Spears of destiny : $b A story of the first capture of Constantinople
Smith, Arthur D. Howden (Arthur Douglas Howden)
Crusades -- Fourth, 1202-1204 -- Fiction; Istanbul (Turkey) -- History -- Siege, 1203-1204 -- Fiction
His strategy met with instant success. Dandolo was obliged to
relinquish his grip on the Golden Horn walls and throw every man who
could be spared from the crews of the fleet into the camp of the
Crusaders. The wise old Doge was quick to understand that this was
no time for half-measures. He was loath to abandon the fruits of the
day's fighting, but he knew they would be useless to him if his
allies were crushed. And what had been won that day, he reasoned,
might be won another day, providing the enemy was thwarted in this
new attack. So the Venetians moved to the aid of the Crusaders fast
on the heels of the messengers who announced their coming. Hugh and
Matteo had scarce delivered their assurances of succour when the
galleys were spied rowing up the Golden Horn.
Upon Dandolo's landing, he found the Crusaders already heartened by
the news of the successes he had won. They had reaped nothing but
losses by their efforts, and it encouraged them to know that the
Venetians had disproved the traditional impregnability of those
tremendous walls.
"It goeth sore against our pride, Lord Doge, that we have had to call
upon you so and compel you to abandon that which you have won right
hardily," Boniface greeted him. "But you may see before you the
powers that move against us."
Dandolo's eyes were not equal to spanning the distance which
separated the camp from the Greek army, but his uncanny knack of
envisaging a situation which he could not see permitted him to gauge
the relative facts. One division of the Crusaders, commanded by the
Lord Henry, brother of Count Baldwin of Flanders, were mounting guard
over the machines erected by the host in front of the Gate of
Blachernae. The remaining six battalions were formed in front of the
palisades of the camp--the archers and cross-bowmen in front; behind
them the mounted knights and sergeants; and in the rear of all the
sergeants and squires on foot. One division of 800 knights who had
lost their horses fought likewise afoot, being held in reserve as a
force to be used to close any gap or seize upon an unlooked-for
advantage.
The Doge conned over the arrangements in silence, and then asked for
the disposition of the Greeks.
"There are some forty divisions of them, Lord Doge," returned
Boniface. "And this is without counting a foison of their people who
have but now issued forth from the Gate of Blachernae and are
assailing the guards upon our machines."
"Do they prevail against the Lord Henry?"
"Not so, by God's grace. We hold our own. An we made a sharp
assault upon them I think we might do them great hurt."
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