Under the charge of Byzantine heavy-armored cavalry, the Venetian army, which was trying to encircle Justinian's army's rear, was immediately defeated. They were either trampled on by horses' hooves or killed by the chased cavalry. The Venetian soldiers fell down in groups, and their howlings were endless.

But even so, the Venetians still fought to the death and wanted to drag the Byzantine army to retreat. Justinian's face sank slightly as he looked at this scene. It seemed that the other party was determined to try to destroy the last defensive force of Fort Wiscarri here. But how could Justinian let the other party's intention succeed? Since he received the instructions of Grand Duke Anastasius, Justinian had already made the worst plan before, but although the situation is very dangerous, it was also within his expectations.

Inadvertently, a hint of undetectable smile appeared on Justinian's face.

On the other side, Maximilian was still trying hard to pursue the Byzantine army and was willing to do anything about it.

"Right-wing reinforcements vanguard cavalry were defeated!"

"The encirclement of reinforcements on the left wing was destroyed by the Greeks!"

"The infantry and the archers are disintegrating, and we are suffering heavy losses!"

All the bad news made Maximilian, who was commanding all this, look as if he was ashen. Lord Ranieri gave him such an important task and caused such a loss himself, which was something he would never allow.

He said that he would make the Greeks in his eyes pay ten or a hundred times the price!

This is how the gambler's mind was formed. As the commander, Maximilian, who was in charge of all costs, immediately asked his scout cavalry to convey orders, and all the defenders of the other two camps joined in the sniping of the Byzantine army. Although the combat effectiveness of the Byzantine army was beyond his expectations, the number of Venetian troops this time was several times that of theirs. As long as he supported until Lord Ranieri came back, the final power of this Fort Wiscari could be completely eliminated.

This did put huge pressure on the Byzantine army. Venetian soldiers rushed over from all directions, and dust rolled on the battlefield. Even the elite heavy-armored cavalry gradually lost their strength in the fight, and the casualties of the Byzantines who were fighting and retreating quickly increased. But this did not hit the morale of the Byzantines. On the contrary, they admired even more that Justinian could predict the enemy first. Looking at the current situation, the Byzantine officers became more and more afraid. If they did not obey Justinian's orders and continued to fight, they would definitely be wiped out here. At this moment, although Justinian's face was solemn, he was still not panicked, which allowed the soldiers who followed him to rest assured.

Looking at everything in front of him, Justinian actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart at this time. Although the Venetians attacked from all directions, he had not yet ensured the success of his plan.

The Venetians who were attracted to the fullest of their lives probably did not expect that they had fallen into the trap set by Justinian for them. They were only concerned about annihilation of the last defensive force of Fort Wiscarri in front of them, but they completely forgot that Justinian's purpose was just to break through.

If someone familiar with Justinian was by his side, he would definitely find that at this moment, there was one less person by Justinian who was commanding the army, that was Arslan, who had been protecting Justinian's safety. He neither followed Justinian nor led the Turkic cavalry to charge.

At this time, the Turkic man was ambushing at another mountain pass, waiting for the defenders there to leave the army that blocked Justinian...

"It really came out in full swing. Justinian really angered the Venetians. He actually wanted to get back with all his revenge." Arslan and the Grand Duke Anastasius's nanny acted together to easily solve the problem of a small number of guards in the camp and easily opened the passage. However, Arslan, who was on the horse, looked at the fires rising into the sky and fighting in the distance, but was still a little worried.

"But don't have anything to do, you guy. If you have an accident, we can't explain it to that master." Arslan murmured to himself half-jokingly, but still remembered what happened to them on the Genoa ship a few months ago, and his eyes suddenly felt huge.

And the Annastasius's Ancient Tribe said, "I hope you will come back with reinforcements as soon as possible, otherwise, Lord Justinian's situation will be very dangerous."

"Of course I know this." Arslan said without a good look. After saying that, he shouted and waved his whip and drove away. Justinian had already arranged everything, and used the means of hitting the east and the west to make Arslan break through without the risk of being chased by the Venetians. However, this also means that Justinian, who commanded the army as bait, took most of the risks.

...

At the same time, Justinian estimated the time and thought in his mind that Arslan should have succeeded, and immediately issued the next order.

"The whole army retreats, the cavalry breaks behind, and the archers and infantry retreat first!" Under Justinian's unhappy order, Byzantine soldiers retreated to the Fort Wiscarri in an orderly manner. At this time, a soldier responded and bowed his head respectfully to hold the Justinian's scorching eagle flag. Justinian, who took the military flag, was about to wave to signal his command, suddenly felt a cold heart out of nowhere - a nearly natural sense of crisis spread directly from the top of his head to the whole body. At this moment, Justinian's intuition flashed with cold light, and the flames inadvertently illuminated a sharp short dagger, and the dagger was silently stabbing his heart.

The quick and accurate attack made Justinian take a breath of air conditioning, and at the same time he also felt a familiar feeling.

The soldier holding the battle flag was attacked. The cheeks on his helmet covered his face, looking ordinary, but Justinian realized the aura on the other side - it was the aura of a killer.

Almost at the same time, Justinian responded, raised his arm, and blocked the fatal blow with his arm in a nearly heroic manner.

A sharp attack directly penetrated the three layers of iron armor on Justinian's body. But it was a short dagger after all, and the sharp blade directly penetrated Justinian's forearm but did not give him a fatal blow.

The assassin who failed was undoubtedly a little surprised. He didn't expect Justinian to react. He was about to pull out the dagger and hit Justinian again, but because of that moment, Justinian took the opportunity. Justinian endured the severe pain and twisted the wound, allowing the dagger to tear the muscles, but the sharp blade was locked by the radius and ulnar of the arm and could not be pulled out.

What?!

The assassin who was not attained from the point of being able to do so, he was so ruthless that he was a little busy for a moment. At this time, the guard who had reacted around and rushed out to subdue the assassin and pounced on him.
Chapter completed!