Siege of Heaven (Novels of the Crusades)
A robust novel of intrigue, sacrifice, savagery and holy war---the apocalyptic finishing of the 1st campaign trilogy.
August, 1098. After numerous battles and sieges, the surviving infantrymen of the 1st campaign are eventually within sight in their final objective: Jerusalem. yet rivalries fester, and whereas the Crusaders hold up, new enemies are massing opposed to them within the Holy Land.
Demetrios Askiates has had sufficient of the Crusade’s violence and hypocrisy---he longs to come domestic. but if a regimen diplomatic venture results in a perilous ambush, he realizes he has been snared within the giant strength struggles that underlie the campaign. the single manner out now leads during the Holy City.
From the plague-bound urban of Antioch to the guts of Muslim Egypt, throughout mountains, seas and deserts, Demetrios needs to accompany the military of warlords and lovers to the very gates of Jerusalem. the place, because the deadly endgame performs out, the campaign climaxes in an apocalypse of pillage, bloodshed and slaughter.
Siege of Heaven is a panoramic finale to the seriously acclaimed sequence. Following The Mosaic of Shadows and The Knights of the Cross, Tom Harper skillfully blends conflict, redemption, and triumph right into a beautiful conclusion.
Praise for Knights of the Cross
“Harper’s first-class moment historic whodunit indicates that his positive debut was once no fluke. Like Steven Saylor, the grasp of the traditional Roman historic, Harper without difficulty attracts the reader into an unusual time, bringing alive the characters and their motivations.”
---Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“Gripping for its portrayal of the Crusader leaders . . . this can be a nice instance from a reliable historian.”
Praise for the Mosaic of Shadows
"Fans of well-written, meticulously researched historicals should still embody this promising new talent.”
--Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“Considering what Arnold Schwarzenegger did with the name ‘The Terminator,’ the hero of Tom Harper’s debut ancient secret may perhaps cross the entire option to the pinnacle of yankee politics . . . Harper . . . is familiar with how one can healthy identified evidence into flights of fancy to high quality dramatic effect.”
“. . . a thrilling old secret . . . Reminding readers of Saylor’s Gordianus and Roberts’ Decius, Demetrios is an engaging protagonist who escorts readers on an awesome journey in the course of his harmful investigation.”
---Midwest publication Review
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