The knights who were hit by the stone bullets fired from the ballista were either killed on the spot, or suffered broken bones and muscles and were no longer able to fight. However, the knights of Achaia continued to fight without any intention of being defeated.

Looking at this scene, Justinian, who was commanding the army, also became slightly depressed. Sure enough, he still thought too simply. The other party also understood that the only way to survive being ambushed on all sides at this time was to concentrate all his strength on attacking the weakest point.

At this time, seeing Justinian sitting in the middle army and the iconic black fox battle flag, despite suffering huge casualties, Viscount Senna's determination to attack did not waver at all. Since he could not defeat the opponent, he would resort to beheading

Action. In order to lure the Latins into battle, Justinian deliberately moved his command guard to the front of the battle formation. This was not only a trap for the enemy, but also put the safety of himself and the entire army on the gambling table.

Sure enough, the Latins did not encounter an ambush and were at a loss. On the contrary, they were more calm and adopted the best tactics. I saw the Latin knights facing the rain of arrows and ballistae, like a sharp sword piercing the heart of the Roman army, and

The siege of Greek equipment and Turkic cavalry on both sides had not yet closed. For a time, no one could stop the furious charge like an iron horse.

The Latins charged with lances between their elbows and armpits, easily penetrating the bodies of the defenseless soldiers and tearing them apart. Once the wooden lances broke, these heavy cavalrymen rushed back and forth wielding maces and cross swords, leaving only men and horses in sight.

Knights all wearing chain mail are invincible.

However, despite the thick dust stirred up by the iron hooves and passing over the bodies of the Roman soldiers, and watching the terrifying figures of the Latin cavalry rushing back and forth, the Romans still did not collapse as Viscount Senna imagined. On the contrary, he saw that they were vulnerable.

The Greeks stood on the plain, like a mountain range lying in front of them.

Damn it!

Senafanis, who was roaring in his heart, was extremely anxious. The Greeks and Turks behind him might attack him at any time, and his reinforcements were not yet in place. If he could not defeat the enemy troops and complete the beheading operation as soon as possible, not only would he not be able to defeat the enemy, he himself might also

into a dangerous situation.

As the decisive weapon of Western Europeans for hundreds of years, the invincible Frankish knights should have been invincible. Even the armored cavalry of the Byzantine Empire were once helpless in their hands, but now they faced this seemingly weak Greek army.

Even though the knights launched an assault on the enemy's densest place, they still could not penetrate the opponent's defense.

The balance of the war seemed to have gradually shifted towards the Romans, but the price paid was also huge.

Without sufficient anti-cavalry means, the Roman army tried their best to brandish swords and short spears, but their weapons could only cause negligible damage to the enemy. The knights charged back and forth and were invincible, but the numerical advantage of the Byzantine army was too great.

, the Latin cavalry who entered the battlefield seemed to be annihilated by the Greeks!

"Keep moving forward!"

Despite this, Viscount Senna still let out a roar. Even though the knights under his command were panting, he firmly believed that the enemy on the opposite side was also at the end of its strength. Sooner or later, such casualties will reach a critical value. Once that limit is exceeded, the remaining

The enemy will inevitably flee, and when the time comes, they will be greeted by an unstoppable defeat.

With this belief, the Latins also fought for their lives against the Roman army that was coming one after another, and the war suddenly became intense.

However, as the tug of war continued, the knights in groups of three gradually gained the upper hand through cooperation, and after all, it was the new army that had just been formed, and the last line of defense in front of Justinian finally became unsustainable.

The Achaean knights finally regained control of the battlefield. Although they suffered heavy casualties, they organized four charges against Justinian. The closest to success, the bravest knight and Justinian

The distance was almost only a stone's throw away. But even though the young man standing at the forefront commanding the soldiers to hold back the Latins, he still did not move back to avoid danger. Even though he saw blood splattering everywhere, he remained unmoved.

At this time, the infantry in Argos City came out from the gates on the east and west sides and finally arrived at the battlefield. Although they arrived belatedly, when these heavy infantrymen appeared with heavy steps holding spears and shields,

It seemed as if the earth was also wailing and trembling.

Huge pressure invisibly fell on the hearts of every Greek, and this scene greatly encouraged Viscount Senna, who was still unable to break the siege of the Roman army.

"Go all out and defeat them in one fell swoop! Dedicate your victory to your Majesty!"

"kill--"

Just hearing the violent sound of horse hooves amidst the roar of Senafanis, the Achaean knights holding weapons launched a charge again. Everyone couldn't help but become nervous. Justinian went deep into the danger, but his

Arslan and Salius were all sent out, but no one could withstand this earth-shattering blow from the cavalry.

Finally, the forward of the Roman army was still unable to resist, and the huge casualties caused even the most determined soldiers to be unable to maintain their courage. The collapse was inevitable——

When Justinian saw this scene, he closed his eyes gently without any resentment. There was nothing to blame. These new troops who were loyal to him had done their best.

Seeing that the Latin knights were about to rush towards Justinian and take his head directly from his neck, Viscount Seine also felt that he had seen the dawn of victory.

However, at this moment, a dark shadow appeared in front of the knights... Someone dared to block the charge of the heavy cavalry. Did he risk his life?

Before the confused knight could see clearly, he saw a black shadow leaping high, and the heavy two-handed battle ax in his hand swung violently and accurately hit the weak spot on the neck of the Achaean knight's horse. It hurt.

The horse couldn't catch up in time and leaped up. The next moment, a strong warrior from the other side rushed out, also holding a giant ax and struck hard at the knight who was caught off guard because the horse's footing was unstable.

Just hearing a slight sound, the knight's head fell together with the heavy metal helmet, and the broken neck spurted out. Then with a bang, the headless knight on the horse fell under the horse.

"What?" Seeing all this, the stunned Viscount Senna's expression changed drastically. At this moment, what rushed towards them, the Latin knights, was not the weak Greek infantry, but the furious warriors wearing heavy chain armor - the guards from Northern Europe, Val.
Chapter completed!