Three or forty meters away from the Tyr city walls, more than fifty meters apart, were three huge shields woven with rattans.

The shield is covered with cowhide and covered with wet mud. The rocket will only be extinguished quickly when it is stuck on it.

The remaining parts of dozens of arrows that have been burned to the darkness on the shield can clearly prove this.

Behind the three huge shields, there was a deep and dark cave, like a giant python with its mouth opened.

Tyre's tall and strong outer city wall was separated by the crossbowman for a while, and then he shot giant crossbow arrows down in a daze.

The huge crossbow arrows flew down one or two, shot through the giant vine shield, and inserted them into the mud, causing no harm to anyone.

Because the soldiers sent by Roger were not on the ground, but on the ground.

Roger stood outside the range of the enemy's catapult, and his sensitive ears listened to the sound of people breathing from the hole, the sound of digging the soil, and the sound of installing wooden beams supporting the tunnel.

The project seemed to be going well, just like he planned.

Roger said to the Norman Corps infantry commander who was staring at the cave, "Hi, Smith."

Smith was turning his back to Roger at this moment, and he didn't seem to hear it.

Roger had to raise his voice and shout, "Blacksmith Smith!"

Smith suddenly turned around and said, "What? Roger, are you calling me? Oh no, it's an adult..."

Roger waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about those false ones, just call them whatever you are happy."

Smith walked to Roger and said, "You'd better call me sir, there are rules in the army."

Roger was not entangled with the other party about the title, he asked:

"How long has it been since Rollo, Woodward and Odin, they took all the cavalry away to block the reinforcements that might come from Damascus?"

"Three days, sir."

Roger said sadly: "It's only three days, why do I think it's been a long time?"

"It's probably because of boredom. When you're bored, life will be very slow," Smith said.

Roger said: "Yes, it's so boring. I've been digging the soil all these three days.

"Why don't the enemy rushed out and fight like we did when we first came?"

Smith shook his head and sighed: "That was a pity for that battle.

"We almost wiped out them all, and chased the remaining enemies into the city, almost taking their gates off.

"Unfortunately, the subsequent troops were blocked by various projection weapons on their city walls, as well as the poured hot oil, and burning sulfur, and failed to support them, allowing them to close the city gate at the last moment."

Roger thought for a while and asked, "What's the name of the nobleman who was trapped in the city with 20 Christians?"

"William, William of Wongers."

Roger exclaimed: "He is a brave man, and it's a pity that he died like this."

He turned his head and looked into his camp where there were a few nobles and famous knights walking horses, competing or playing.

It is not time for the general offensive yet, as long as these people do not disrupt their plans, Roger will not interfere with their actions.

After all, these people can be said to be the most loyal to their mother Adelaide among all the nobles and famous knights.

Roger's thoughts returned to the temple that day.

......

For the sake of face, Roger yelled like a gambler who was so angry that he lost: "I will definitely be able to defeat Tyre, sure!

"Even if no one wants to go with me, I will use my own strength to conquer Tyre!"

Everyone present was stunned by Roger's declaration and became silent for a moment.

Patriarch Anurf was like a gambler holding a good hand in his hand. Facing his opponent's stud, he calmly increased his bet, he said:

“You insist on going against God’s will and letting Christians die.

"Then when you return from defeat, I will judge you as a patriarch, and expel you from the charge of apostasy."

There was a sound of air sucking in the hall.

And Roger has already made a desperate bet, he said:

“I am sure I will come back with victory and give glory to God.

“At that time, you will be judged, a person who will wantonly misinterpret God’s will to seek profit for himself.

"Your ugly behavior will be exposed and despised by everyone."

......

At this time, a huge stone flew out of the city, attracting Roger's attention and interrupting his memories.

The flying stone crossed the huge rattan shield and slammed into the farmland where the crops had been harvested, splashing a piece of soil.

Smith was a little worried, and said, "Sir, our shields can't stop this attack."

Roger said with an unfathomable smile: "Don't worry, it won't hit."

He thought that the enemy's tall city walls could provide them with defense, but at the same time limit the attack range of the catapults in their city.

The starting position of the cave is carefully calculated. If the catapult wants to attack the entrance of the cave, it will not be cut down three feet from the top of their tall city wall first.

A soldier, carrying a cane basket full of soil, crawled out of the hole and poured the soil outside the hole.

He was too careless and did not notice that his body had exceeded the protection of the giant shield.

The archers on the city wall were suddenly excited.

A person who seemed to be the captain completed the process of arrows, bows, aiming and shooting in one go.

With a "swoosh", the arrow stabbed the soldier's arm.

The soldier screamed and retracted.

More feather arrows pierced on the shield and the surrounding land.

Smith ran to command, and he ordered the teams outside the range to send rescue teams.

Five people immediately ran out of the team, holding shields and rushing forward.

Roger looked at the soldiers, whom he hired before he set out from the city of Jerusalem.

These people were called Frank axe soldiers, wearing leather helmets, half-body leather armor in vest style, and holding short-handed axes and log shields in their hands.

They came from the ranks of pilgrims, as well as poor professional soldiers, and the employment costs were very cheap.

Roger needed these low-level soldiers, and he didn't want the infantrymen he had worked hard to bring from Sicily, as well as the elite dismounted knights and crusaders in the Norman Corps to do dirty and tiring jobs like digging holes.

The five Frank axe soldiers who rushed out rushed to the back of the huge shield braved the enemy's rain of arrows on the city wall.

Four people carried the injured soldier and ran back, while the other picked up the rattan basket and instead of the injured soldier, they penetrated into the hole.

On the way back, these people experienced another rain of arrows, and each of them had feather arrows pierced on their shields.

The injured soldier had two more arrow wounds on his body. Whether he could survive depends on God's will.

Roger didn't care about the consumption of low-level soldiers. His sensitive ears heard the sound of digging soil coming from the enemy's city walls.

He called out Danny: "It seems that the Tyres are digging soil in the city. What do they want to do?"

Danny thought for a while and said, “Either you just want to dig an authentic tunnel, which is directly opposite our hole.

"After digging, we sent soldiers from the underground to attack our people.

"But I don't think this is possible, because it's not easy to find the right direction underground and accurately aim at our holes.

“So I think the bigger possibility is that they are digging a horizontal trench.

“Maybe they think we want to drill into their city from the ground.

"In this way, the trench can expose our holes, and the people in the holes will be attacked by enemies standing on the trench."

Roger smiled proudly and said, "Then they are probably going to be disappointed because we don't plan to dig into the city."

The noise from the camp behind him interrupted Roger's conversation with Danny.

He turned around and saw that the former coachman, now the Norman Corps logistics manager, arrived at the camp with a convoy.

Roger left the front line, and he greeted Usman happily:

"Hey, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Have you brought everything I want?"

Usman was also very happy to see Roger, he said:

"There are no less. As you tell me, a lot of asphalt and sulfur were dug from the Dead Sea.

"Sulphur was made into black powder by your subordinates. What's the use of that thing? He didn't even let me touch it.

"And these long wooden barrels are also for finding the best coopers in the city of Jerusalem as you ask.

"I used the strongest wooden board, and the outside was hooked up with a large number of iron bars as you asked.

"But what's the use of this? It's not convenient to hold things and hold water at such a deep wooden barrel.

"And the cooper told me that only 10% of the iron bars are needed now, so that the barrel will not break even after being used for more than ten years."
To be continued...