ocr: stretched from the gatehouse around the city. In February of that year the: townsfolk peered in terror from the battlements as Mongol horsemen approached across the snowbound countryside. Iimagine standing with them. We see the invaders dismount and advance behind a shield of captives. Some Mongols rain arrows on us, others batter the gate with a great log. It: makes a terrible noise like thun- der. The mangonels huri burning stuff that smells of sulfur and oil. Look- ing behind me, Isee my house afire. Many of the other wooden houses are in flames too. Our ruler, Prince Yuri, was slain when h ...
