The last light of day surrendered to dusk as the sun sank down and died upon the jagged peaks of the western horizon. Its final rays cast a lurid glow upon a blood-red sky that mirrored the streets of Jerusalem below. Screams of terror, the wailing of the dying, and unheeded cries for mercy echoed throughout the city. The horrific m******e would continue well into the evening hours until the very streets ran red with the blood of innocent civilians.
After the gates had been opened and Tancred had time to gather his men, he and Rodrigo and Geoffrey, along with two hundred of his men, began to make their way through the city toward the Temple Mount. Duke Godfrey and the other leaders had allowed their men to rush into the city uncontrolled, and Rodrigo could hear and see the looting and pil
