crossbowman
arbalister
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Inside, a line of crossbowmen held weapons at the ready.

Nothing I had was worth much in a scrimmage with crossbowmen.

When it was ready, the crossbowmen in place, Richard raised his sword.

In the great hall, surrounded by crossbowmen, stood three men, at bay.

Despite a desperate defense by crossbowmen, more than 50 Portuguese were killed.

Mainly I wanted to see if there were any crossbowmen on the walkway.

"Have you met any crossbowmen in the past few eight-days?"

Then one of the crossbowmen stepped forward and fired from ten meters.

When the devices worked well, each one was worth several squads of crossbowmen.

Crossbowmen worked a slaughter on Geoffrey's soldiers trying to drive them back.

Despite the order, the pikemen and the crossbowmen who would follow them did not go forward.

"The eighth race has begun," said the leader of the crossbowmen.

I saw some small craft from the landing approaching, with crossbowmen in them.

They could fire five times faster than the Genoese crossbowmen.

A few seconds later the lights came on again, and the crossbowmen fired from their new positions.

The lights went off again, and in the sudden darkness the crossbowmen returned to their former position.

Then to my dismay I saw two more crossbowmen, this time on a nearby roof.

There we saw crossbowmen fleeing, in lines along the edges of the buildings.

Most of the crossbowmen were killed, their commander included.

The crossbowmen seemed startled; they made no move to reload.

Crossbowmen; pikes certainly would not be much good for guards.

But some lighter ones had come north with the crossbowmen and pikemen.

The dwarf nodded to a couple of the crossbowmen.

As the echoes died away, the crossbowmen stepped forward, raising their weapons.

"If they won't go, have our crossbowmen kill a few.