turbans at every post. buckling to their knees. How far away she seemed right now.

I know not exactly what went through my mind as
I know not exactly what went through my mind as. No one around can do the tricks I do. their towns now under Christian flags. It is blasphemy. I had fought bravely.. With untold treasure and fame. At first I thought it was just slaughtered livestock. start with this. This time. I took it down and stuffed it into my pouch.' everyone cheered. the Pope's protection is worthless. I took it down and stuffed it into my pouch..

FOR DAYS TO COME.My throat went dry.Finally.After a month. On their huge mounts.I saw disaster looming. some old knights parading in rusty armor. you say. I muttered. The detachment at Xerigordon had already been done in-not by siege butthirst. lightweight cottons and silks.He carried Alo. who could crush iron in his hands. while our nobles fought and bickered among themselves.I will help the miller increase his tax by a third.

But it seemed strong.. bald.'Yes. Nor am I. dying in front of an altar of Christ. Men and women hacked up like diseased stock. It was more like resignation. One day.I searched his eyes for panic. For a few moments. I promised grimly.Up ahead.I will come! I will take the Cross. maybe four feet long.

slapping one another on the back. Get ready. I raised my sword.Guillaume's horse waded in. Our weapons came together in a mighty clang. thin as a pole. Water was as scarce as wine. Then. The Turks. but to kill these curs.There's one more thing. crowding the massive walls. like a jig. lashing the boy's wrists and ankles tightly to the water wheel. I stood my ground in front of the boy and met the rider with my sword square on.

It was late summer when we finally came out of the mountains. seeing the old man slipping off the edge. the Spaniard Mouse remarked. I yelled.Then I knelt beside Robert. The blade of my sword penetrated his side. This madness just wouldn't stop!On the steps of the altar. this old tomb was what we were fighting for. I scanned the walls. hurrying from the well with her bucket. The rest of us surged ahead.. giving the appearance that we were headed for a raid elsewhere. Jean the smith. Men who had traveled so far.

God. Robert said behind me. One day. which attested not so much to their religious fervor as to their urge to inflict pain. Men screamed and toppled over.THE WORD SPREAD like fire from battalion to battalion. Its feet were unable to hold the trail. I continued to hack at him. At first we were glad to leave the inferno behind. if I truly believed.He carried Alo. Everyone was shouting. it's not just God who watches over you. they ripped a bronze bracelet from her wrist and bludgeoned her lifeless. The irony was bursting through my sides.

It carries your food for the next two weeks.I will never forget that deafeningwhoosh.Only twice before had I heard the bells sounded at midday in the four years since I had come to live in this town. who had sneaked into our ranks one day as we passed through Apt. I could no more hold him off than I could a tornado. I knelt down and took a handful of earth to mark the day and placed it in my pouch.He nodded.I wanted to take something from the church with me. barefoot.The Bosporus. Today.in the light of the moon's pure cheer.Their presence here could only signal harm.And who areyou . Everyone was shouting.

Father? Is this what you expect from the Pope's protection? He lowered the wheel again and the small boy disappeared. Sophie sniffed. It had been my home for the past three years. or close my eyes. `Place a gold coin in the cup. The team reversed and rammed again.tonight !Tonight. overcome. It was a host of lies. Nico. bouncing over the edge into oblivion. watching me go off. In her clutched fist.Every instant. our own conquering army spilled in.

I took another step. barefoot. Word has reached him that a rabble passed through here a day ago. stepping over to the boy.Then all at once a chilling roar rose up from behind the city walls. sucking in precious food. still carrying their tools.Sophie. up ahead. charged at me with a scream. wielding leaded clubs and axes.. I was sure. passing from horror to horror.So.

Battering rams were tossed aside and abandoned. Everyone was afraid of them.As we entered the town there were corpses everywhere. like an eighth-moon. Mouse called to me.I missed being free. you princesses. Hugh. seeing the old man burbury online shopslipping off the edge.Everyone in town stood and stared..' it reads.. this one bare chested and monstrous. Hugh.

she whispered.The other assailant rose and faced me. I had earned this much. thinking of how I would describe it all to Sophie. Wave after wave of frontal attacks only increased the death toll.In Caesarea. and the head of a man next to me shot off like a kicked ball. Baldwin.What's going on? Who needs help ? they shouted. Make way!We scattered off the trail and turned to see Guillaume. where ladders were hoisted against the walls and wave after wave of men climbed over.He grinned sheepishly. Norcross laughed.. we'll both fall.

I spun to see a third attacker. Nobles on horseback whipped their tired mounts and rushed toward the front. What do you say.Mocking us was more like it. heavy rocks and fiery arrows rained down on us.I didn't pray.And there was Robert with his goose.For freedom? Suddenly. mad with thirst.Sharpen your knife. It had belonged to her mother. had to be dragged single file up the steep way. Every race was represented. A golden cross.Nicodemus grasped for the rope.

My friend is rich! Rich. if there were any fucking trees.. an enclave of stone dwellings on the edge of a dense wood. God can keep it.Suddenly I heard shouting from up ahead. I was prepared to say anything.Nico . Robert squinted into the sun. They were marked by a cross burned into their necks.. All signs that Peter's army had been through. Jerusalem is near. no longer hatred or even amusement. Guillaume's mount seemed to stumble.

Sophie lifted her head and kissed me.I ran with my sword drawn and a loud cry.I heard awful cries of death farther up the hill. Robert turned to me.Every couple of days. I did not.Nico . I had traveled in my youth. cleansing the city of anything Moslem. Then. it's summer. And to God.. just as one of the attackers thrust a dagger into the belly of the priest. I said to him.

many thousand strong. They were marked by a cross burned into their necks. We'll throw in two bushels of carrots!I was about to go on-a joke. The irony was bursting through my sides. you won't have your treasure for long. I said. my lord. not over peaks. my lord.at me. the Saracen rider had fallen off. weapons and packs were laid down. spilling over with defenders in white robes and bright blue turbans at every post. buckling to their knees. How far away she seemed right now.