Eagle Flag of Epirus

"Kill!" The long sword in the hands of Sir Baptiste, who took the lead, pointed directly at the enemy line and led the cavalry behind him to launch a fierce attack.

　　 Accompanied by roar, when the cavalry rushed into the Latin army, the sharp lance was like a scythe harvesting wheat and quickly overwhelmed a large area of ​​unresponsive soldiers. Flesh and flesh flew wildly, and the heavy horseshoes that fell immediately afterwards were full of intestines and bones.

　　 There was no block, because the Latin soldiers who had just focused on attacking the castle had no time to form a formation. The halberd formation and the shield spear formation had nothing. They had no time to organize, and naturally they could not withstand the fierce cavalry assault.

　　In an instant, the Latins were killed and wounded, the formation was torn apart, the chaotic crowd trampled on each other, and the soldiers even dropped their weapons and fled in a panic.

"Archer, archer!" Looking at this scene, the almost crazy nobleman could only utter a desperate cry. However, his archer, who was originally arranged in the back row, was not protected by other soldiers, and is now being wanton by the enemy's cavalry. The land was slaughtered freely, even if he escaped a life, there was no way he could gather it back with a few shouts. On the contrary, taking advantage of the chaos, the Vadarutai people riding on horses focused on throwing an arrow, drawing various trajectories in the air, and shooting into the chaotic Latin army, causing a lot of damage, and more Makes fear spread among the Latin army.

At this moment, the collapse of Latin morality caused the Vadaritai cavalry to accelerate rapidly. In their eyes, the European mercenaries who had no defense at all could not withstand a single blow. They chased the Latin who was retreating in horror from the two wings. He outflanked them, took his spear, and slammed into the crowd of Latins.

　　 Like a heavy hammer slammed into the past and rushed into the enemy's formation desperately, the brave cavalry ignored everything that threatened them around, and the crushing effect brought about by such decisiveness was also immediate. Waiting for time, the last resistance of the Latins failed. Watching the death of their companions, fear had dominated all of their hearts, regardless of any honor, these soldiers chose to run away.

　　 On the other side, the defenders above the castle also looked at the cavalry rushing into the enemy's formation, dumbfounded. I saw a sharp spear pierced through the kite shield and harvested the originally arrogant Latins like straw. Their horses hooves were lying like hemp. Watching the sudden turn of the situation, a wave of cheers blew up on the city. All the people who escaped from the dead were grateful that they finally waited for the arrival of reinforcements.

The suspension bridge of the castle was lowered. At this time, the surviving defenders in the city also rushed out to support the Vadaritai who had rescued them, and launched a counterattack against the heavily damaged Latin army. At this moment, the Latin army’s line had collapsed. The escaping soldiers rushed towards the Aliakmon River. Wherever the coalition forces that pursued the victory were willing to let the tiger go back to the mountain, they chased and killed in the direction of the enemy's rout. But at this moment, Sir Baptiste, who was in command of the attack, suddenly prevented the Vardaritais and the castle defenders from pursuing them, making everyone puzzled.

　　 "Stop chasing!"

"Stop chasing? But the enemy has..." The other Vadaritai cavalry behind them couldn't help but disagree as they saw the enemy collapsed. They finally defeated the invading enemy when they expanded the battle. Why did it happen at this time? To stop the offense. At this time, the castle lord who had led his own army to pursue the chase also returned, wondering why he had to give up chasing the Latin army that fled.

　　 "Your Excellency Baptiste, thank you for your timely rescue. If not, I am afraid that the castle will not be able to be guarded just now." Although he said that, the face of the lord who had just escaped was a little low.

　　 I don’t know if I can see anything, but Sir Baptiste nodded slightly and said, "This is just what I should do, Your Excellency Psyros."

"But why do you stop chasing at this time? Sinzos's Norton is all out. That guy is so abnormal this time and wants to attack here at all costs. If he misses this opportunity, he will definitely make a comeback. Letting go of such a great opportunity. , Could it be said that because he and you are both Latin... I lost words." Suddenly realized that the other's sharp eyes understood that he had said something taboo, Pusyros, who was still dissatisfied, immediately closed his mouth. .

And Baptiste, who withdrew his gaze, did not say anything, but replied indifferently: "Now the whole Epirus and Macedonia are not at peace. It's not just you, this time I just brought so much. The cavalry was able to frighten them back only by fluke. Although they killed a lot just now, they still have the power to fight. Now that they have retreated, there is no need to retreat."

"What's the explanation?! If there are two or three such things, the people under my hands will be dead, Your Excellency Baptiste, my allegiance to Thessaloniki is not for such a result. Could it be that the protection promised by Lord Justinian is not enough?” An angry Pusyros said~www.readwn.com~ If you have any dissatisfaction, you can wait for Lord Justinian to come back and respond. I am just implementing it. Duties are all. "In response to the opponent coldly, Sir Baptiste raised his whip, and the Vadaritais also had to follow the opponent to sweep the battlefield slightly before leaving here.

　　 "Damn latin!"

Looking at the other person's leaving figure, Psyros was furious. He was originally a member of the local Pronière noble in Macedonia. After the Latin invasion, he reluctantly surrendered to Boniface. Not long ago, he followed Caradin in Thessaloniki. With the collapse of the rule of humans, Psyros chose Justinian, who was approaching. He only heard that although this man was a young man, he had defeated several powerful Latin leaders in Moria. Now that the limelight is in full swing, he thinks he can enjoy the cool under the tree. But unexpectedly, in just a few months, Epirus’s civil war broke his dream. Now many nobles in Macedonia have chosen to stand in their respective teams under the camp of the Dukas brothers. He has become a third party instead. Eye-catching, troubles have continued since then. Thinking about it now, Pusyros regretted getting on the thief ship. Now he got such an irresponsible reply from the Latin Baptiste in front of him, which made him even more annoyed, but he didn't dare to attack. He could only watch the other party take the Vadarutai cavalry away again, but psychologically he could only feel uneasy about his future fate and complain about himself.