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There was no time to take pleasure in their triumph or rest on their laurels, though. Looking down over the ramparts, Ezio could see Borgia troops bringing massive battering rams up to the main gate, and at the same time he heard Caterinas warning cry. Well send a thousand men to ForlÃ¬ to help her against this bastard Cesare, he said to himself. If they get in, theyll kill us all, said a voice at his shoulder. Ezio turned to see the old master sergeant. He had lost his helmet and an ugly head wound seeped blood. We must get the people out. Now. Some have already been able to leave, but those less able to help themselves are stranded. Ill deal with it, said Ezio, recalling Marios admonition. Take over here, Ruggiero. Look! Over there! Theyve got a tower right up to the ramparts! Their men are storming the wall! Get some more of our men over there before they overpower us. Sir! And the sergeant was gone, yelling orders, at the head of a platoon that gathered swiftly at his command and which, within seconds, was locked in handtohand combat with the vicious Borgia mercenaries. Ezio, sword in hand and slashing his way past the oncoming enemy troops, made his way down to the town. Quickly organizing a group of Caterinas men who had been forced to retreat into the town as the tide of battle turned once more in the Borgias favour, he did his best to round up the remaining vulnerable townspeople and shepherd them into the relative safety of the citadel. As he completed the task, Caterina joined him.
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What news he asked her. Bad news, she rejoined. Theyve smashed down the main gate. Theyre moving into the town. Then we havent a minute to lose. We must all retreat into the citadel. Ill muster the rest of my men. Come quickly. Have you seen Mario He was fighting outside the walls. And the others Your mother and sister are already in the citadel. Theyve been guiding the citizens through the escape tunnel that leads to the north, beyond the walls, and safety. Good. I must go to them. Join us as fast as you can. Well have to fall back. Kill them all, yelled a Borgia sergeant as he rounded the corner at the head of a small troop of men. All held bloodied swords aloft, and one man brandished a pike on which he had stuck the head of a . Ezios throat went dry as he recognized the face it was Angelinas. With a roar, he fell on the Borgia soldiers. Six against one was nothing to him. Slicing and stabbing, within seconds he stood amidst a circle of maimed and dying men, his chest heaving as he breathed hard with the exertion The blood cleared from his eyes. Caterina was gone. Wiping sweat, blood and grime from his face, he made his way back up to the citadel, telling the men guarding it to open up only to Mario and Caterina. He climbed the inner tower and looked down over the burning town. Apart from the crackle of the flames and the isolated moans of the wounded and dying, things had gone ominously quiet.