The Story of the CrusadesWilmot-Buxton, E. M. (Ethel Mary)
History
The Story of the Crusades
Wilmot-Buxton, E. M. (Ethel Mary)
Crusades
Regardless of the election of poor wretched Canabus, Mourzoufle now
appealed to the people to state their will, saying that until they made
this known he was holding captive an Emperor whose plans were not to be
trusted. A great shout from the fickle Greeks proclaimed "He of the
Black Brows," as their new choice, and he was forthwith carried to St
Sophia and crowned as Emperor.
"When the Emperor Isaac heard that his son was taken and Mourzoufle
crowned, great fear came upon him, and he fell into a sickness that
lasted no long time. So he died. And the Emperor Mourzoufle caused
the son, whom he had in prison to be poisoned two or three times; but
it did not please God that he should thus die. Afterwards the Emperor
went and strangled him, and when he had strangled him, he caused it to
be reported everywhere that he had died a natural death, and had him
mourned for and buried honourably as an Emperor, and made great show of
grief."
"But," as Geoffrey further remarks, "murder cannot be hid, and this
deed of the Black-Browed only hastened on the attack which the
Crusaders were about to make upon the city."
The aim of this second siege of Constantinople was not merely to punish
the murder of the Emperor. The Crusaders had resolved that, from
henceforth, no Greek, but a Latin sovereign should rule the Eastern
Empire, to be elected by an equal number of French and Venetians acting
as a committee.
One of the most interesting incidents of the siege is told us by
another chronicler, Robert of Clari. He tells {190} us that a small
troop of besiegers had come to a postern door in the city walls which
had been newly bricked up. Amongst them was a clerk named Aleaume of
Clari, who had done more deeds of prowess than any man in the host,
"save only the Lord Peter of Bracuel."
"So when they came to the postern they began to hew and pick at it very
hardily; but the bolts flew at them so thick, and so many stones were
hurled at them from the wall, that it seemed as if they would be buried
beneath the stones. And those who were below held up targets and
shields to cover them that were picking and hewing underneath; and
those above threw down pots of boiling pitch and fire and large rocks,
so that it was one of God's miracles that the assailants were not
utterly confounded; for my Lord Peter and his men suffered more than
enough of blows and grievous danger. However, so did they hack at the
postern that they made a great hole therein, whereupon they all swarmed
to the opening, but saw so many people above and below, that it seemed
as if half the world were there, and they dared not be so bold as to
enter.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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