At this moment, Justinian was also mentally prepared for the final battle. He was already preparing for the worst. He was riding on his horse but still faced those subordinates who believed in him with that confident look.

They shouted loudly:

"Romans and Turks, today we fight side by side under the banner of the empire. It is my honor and your luck to be able to command you. Whether you return safely from the battlefield or not, you will be gloriously recorded in the

We will be remembered by future generations in the annals of history, while the enemies in front of us will be nailed to the pillar of shame and be reviled and cursed forever. The nobles in Tripolis, they pride themselves on being the noblest Romans, but

It is a pity that the nation never

On behalf of glory, I have seen the noblest Turks and the despicable Romans, and my criterion for measuring them has never been their blood or the language they speak, but their actions. Lift you high

Sword in hand, brothers who fight alongside me, it is time to let this land, our home, return to our embrace. Long live, this war cry does not belong to the empire nor to any one person.

, but the land beneath our feet!”

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"Long live--"

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"Long live--"

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When Justinian, who was inspiring the troops in front of the battle, finished his words, both the soldiers of Moria and the Turkic warriors all let out loud shouts at this moment, which shook the mountains.

This scene made all the coalition soldiers on the opposite side preparing to attack shake their minds. What a momentum! Even though the number of opponents in front of them was less than half of their own, no one dared to look down upon them.

Looking at his subordinates with high morale, at this moment, Justinian no longer had the hesitation in his heart. What he just said was not only to his soldiers, but also to himself.

of.

When he left Constantinople, Vasily's words to him also lingered in his ears.

"A generation comes and a generation passes, but only the earth remains forever..."

At this time, Justinian had somewhat understood what the man's state of mind was at that time.

Under the command of Justinian, the new Morian army and the Turkic cavalry did not choose to wait for the enemy to attack, but chose to attack proactively.

No one prayed to their own gods for victory, but roared at the enemy. As Justinian said, they fought not for anyone but themselves.

The first ones to launch the charge were the Turkic warriors who were galloping on war horses. The sharp arrows fired skillfully from the horses were overwhelmingly directed at the unsuspecting rebels.

As cannon fodder with only one shield, the former army did not expect that the opponent would take the initiative to attack. They were caught off guard by the dense rain of arrows, causing immediate casualties and chaos.

What they faced was not the bows and arrows shot by ordinary bow and arrow militiamen, but the arrows of the fierce Turks, and the sophisticated arrows made by craftsmen. It was easy to penetrate the simple armor and shields of ordinary soldiers, and the barbed wolves

Even if the tooth arrow does not hit a fatal place, the trauma caused by it is enough for those still alive to wail and lose their fighting ability.

However, Leosgros had a cold look and was not moved at all. How could he choose to fight Justinian to the death if he did not pay such casualties? It is true that the harassment of the Turkic cavalry is enough to scare ordinary people, but from the beginning, he will

With his trump card out, Justinian's choice seemed not very wise to Duke Leo.

Attack, attack, among Leosgros' orders, apart from attacking, there was no retreat.

The Morian noble army that was the first to make contact with Justinian quickly collided with Justinian's army, as if entering a meat grinder, and blood flowed into a river in an instant.

The bloodthirsty soldiers were roaring, trying to vent the fear in their hearts. Men and horses were trampling, swords were slashing, and arrows and crossbows were flying. Someone fell every moment. Neither side retreated, but the difference was that

, what maintained Justinian's army was their will, but the rebels of the Noble Alliance were because of the butcher's knife of the supervising team behind them.

At this moment, even those who have experienced battles for a long time are trembling with fear and sweating due to these occurrences.

However, a bloody battle is coming! In addition to harvesting the enemy's life, the only thing you can do is wait for death to fall on your head.

"Impact, destroy their formation, so that their power cannot be gathered in one place, and they can only be defeated individually!"

The Pronian heavy cavalry that the old nobles of Moria relied on rushed out from the flanks, trying to open a gap on both sides of Justinian's army, causing the entire army to retreat. However, they thought they would be defeated in one blow and rushed into the enemy's formation.

A moment later I realized I was wrong.

I saw the Moria new army under Justinian's battle banner standing closely together in formation, pointing their spears at the charging enemy, holding on to their defense line, as if two legs were taking root.

Lifting up shield and spear and flesh and blood, fearlessly singing hymns, riding with the rebels

When one man falls, his companions from the formation will fill the gap. Even if hundreds of Plonian cavalry raise their hammers and broadswords, smoke and dust cover the sun, they want to rely on their iron hooves to crush Moli in front of them.

But to no avail, the Yaxin Army was surrounded and the casualties in the bitter battle became more and more severe.

Looking at all this, the nobles of Moria looked very ugly. These Pronian cavalry were composed of lower-class nobles and were the best among them. The losses caused by such a melee with Mud Legs could not be tolerated.

It was already a stalemate, and almost every Pronian noble had been stabbed. However, even if they desperately raised their hammers and mobilized their horses, they could not break through the opposing defense line. This made the battle between the two sides even more cruel.

, as the battle on the entire battlefield becomes more and more intense, it is like two grinding discs impacting and strangling each other in a narrow space. Even the most elite warriors may be killed if they are not careful when entering. Such a shocking density,

Not only was the heavy cavalry unable to exert its advantage, but because neither party was willing to retreat easily, their hands and feet were tied up, and it became increasingly difficult to even wield their weapons, so they had to choose to retreat before falling into the quagmire.

Just as the noble alliance rebels and Justinian's Moria new army were locked in a fierce battle, a powerful horn sound came from the northwest. This was the signal for the Latin attack, and when they heard its sound, everyone was stunned.

This is when his face changed.

Is it finally here?

Leosgros and Justinian whispered almost at the same time, but the difference in tone was self-evident. On the northwest hillside, towering black figures lined up in a row and made final preparations. (Unfinished)
Chapter completed!