"Sales to His Majesty Muzfius, and to wipe out the heretics who dedicated themselves to the pseudo-saints!" Semius led his Vadarita cavalry and finally appeared on the battlefield and joined the battle. He launched a final decisive charge towards the unexpected Magyar cavalry.

After returning to his tribe, Semius initially spoke out the plan to assist the Bulgarians infight against the Magyar invasion, and indeed the opposition of most tribes. In the past two years, they have had enough of the oppression of Bulgaria and are not willing to fight side by side. In the end, Seum and the young men who had entered Vlachaburg at night took the initiative to stand up and put the whole story everywhere. This won the favorable impression of most Vadaritaes for Justinian and agreed to the battle.

That is why the tribes that had been persecuted by the Bulgarian Kingdom were able to summon the young and middle-aged people who were the best at riding and shooting in the entire tribe, and finally failed Justinian's trust in him.

"Full plow the battlefield completely. You don't have to pity where your battle axes and scimitars go. Defeat them!" Although it is said that the Vadarita and the Magyar people have a deep relationship, at this moment, Semius and his tribal warriors did not hesitate at all. There was only a steel-like will in their eyes, just to destroy the enemy in front of them. Especially, they were clearly distinguished with grudges and grudges and saw that Justinian, the benefactor of their tribe, had fallen into the huge danger of being besieged.

The whistling cavalry pierced like a sharp blade and rushed towards the unprepared Magyar Legion.

At this moment, Jonosh, who had witnessed all this, was also shocked. He murmured to himself at the enemy who was rushing from the bottom of the mountain and said, "God, is it really over?"

Just from the perspective of quantity, Yonosh felt tremendous pressure, not to mention that they were exhausted after fighting for a long time, and the emergence of this new force completely broke the balance on the battlefield.

The first thing that collapsed was a small group of Magyar troops, who were originally responsible for entangling the defenders of Vrachaburg, because they were facing the siege of Vadarita and Bulgarians. The officers rode their horses first, and then the cavalry, and finally the poor infantry, who abandoned their weapons and flags, ran around without a chance, but it was too late for them to evacuate the battlefield.

Because they were facing the most powerful cavalry unit of the Byzantine Empire - the Vadarita Cavalry. These warriors with nomadic blood have always been regarded as the most elite guards by Roman emperors of all generations. Although they did not have as dazzling as the Varangi Guards, they also fully reflected the Roman Empire's attitude towards it and were never willing to show it to outsiders easily.

Although they were unreliable in Bulgaria due to the invasion of the Latins, the Vadarita cavalry who returned to the empire showed their courage at the first moment.

At this moment, the earth seemed to be trembling. The Vadarita people were charging and shooting deadly arrows at the Magyars. This difficult method of riding and shooting was very good at riding and shooting horses and archers. The Magyar mercenaries who fled because of fear were instantly mourning all over the world, and many casualties were killed and injured. The power of the Turkic compound bows equipped by the Vadarita cavalry was far beyond their imagination. One after another, like crops cut in the fields, no one could avoid the Vadarita cavalry's archery technique of passing through the poplars by hundreds of steps, and then they were shot and rolled in a pool of blood.

This naturally aggravated the panic of the Magyar soldiers about the unknown enemy who suddenly arrived on the battlefield - defeat had become an irreversible trend at this moment.

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The fear spread rapidly like an infectious disease at this moment, and soon affected the Husar heavy cavalry unit, who was still fighting fiercely with the Turkic cavalry, led by the mercenary leader Yonosh himself.

"How could this happen? Why were there Turks, and why were there any army of the Roman Empire here?"

Jonorsh looked at John Assen beside him and questioned. Seeing that his right wing area had been destroyed, the defenders of Frachaburg who had been freed up would join forces with the Vadaritae, they would definitely die without a burial place for the Turkic cavalry. But he was unwilling to give up. He had prepared enough before. If it weren't for these inexplicable unexpected factors, the defenders of Frachaburg could not stop his soldiers. And now the only explanation for him was John Assen, the Bulgarian who brought him here.

"Isn't this a civil war between the Bulgarians? Do you have anything to explain to me?"

The Bulgar man next to him was already looking at a loss. In fact, when he saw the two-headed eagle battle flag carried by the Vadaritae people heading to the battlefield, he thought of the brave Turkic cavalry, and John Assen had already figured out what was going on.

"Moria's little fox, Justinian..."

John murmured to himself. When he was in Thessalonika, he had already seen the power of the Greek boy. Later, he even heard that one of his men defeated the Latins and recovered the city with less and more. The horror was self-evident. Unexpectedly, the nobles of the Southern Army actually won him as foreign aid. Now it was not only his destiny to lose, but Ivan was afraid that his Highness Ivan would also...

At this time, the horn sound that symbolized the attack signal was blown again, and there were also the unique sound of nomads mixed in. Immediately in the thunderous sound, the nervous Magyars turned their heads and looked behind them.

It turned out that the defense line composed of their remaining companions had been completely defeated by the Vadarita people. The cavalry who galloped on the battlefield and dominated everything was only a short distance from them.

"The whole army welcomes the enemy!"

A desperate mood arose, but as a brave Magyar, Jonosh certainly did not want to sit and wait for death. He left John Assen, who could not ask anything, held up the scimitar in his hand and shouted in anger:

"It is your choice to be a coward or a warrior. But one thing you need to understand is that on the battlefield, cowards are the easiest to lose their lives. If you have followed me for many years, I will not doubt your courage and loyalty, but if you are still for a glimmer of hope, then go out here with me! Bounce--"

"rush!"

Jonorsh made the wisest decision at the first time, and the riots among the Husar cavalry beside him finally settled down. Yes, in this situation, instead of sitting around in a daze, a Jedi strike might have a glimmer of hope.

He roared and roared, then the Husar cavalry gave up the fierce battle with the Turkic cavalry, turned around and rushed towards the Vadarites who were rushing towards them.

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With a "pop", blood spit out from his mouth. John Assen, who was knocked to the ground, looked pale, and his hands that were supporting the ground were trembling. I don't know whether it was because of weakness or because of his anger. The man with a mental breakdown was still staring at Justinian and trying to get up with struggle.

"Don't kill him, he has other uses." Justinian was not surprised by the expression of the man on the ground in front of him. After all, many people knew him in the battle of Thessalonika, but at the same time he was indifferent to this, and calmly ordered his subordinates to take John Assen down to heal his injuries.

Looking at Alexander Orki beside him, Justinian said again: "With his words, I think you can have an explanation with the people above you! As for what to do with these Magyars, can you leave them to me now?"

It was both like a discussion and an order. Justinian's words made Alexander Orky very embarrassed. John Assen, an important figure in the northern nobles, was naturally a great achievement in his hands. However, he received another order to eliminate the Magyar mercenaries who had always been a border trouble. But Justinian asked him to decide the handling of these Magyars, which had to make Alexander embarrassed, but he did not dare to refuse. After all, the large group of Vadalites had arrived now, and they were obviously loyal to Justinian. At this time, he did not dare to offend the other party.

In a dilemma, weighing the pros and cons for a long time, Alexander, who had a haggard face, looked even more ugly, but he finally made a decision, gritted his teeth and nodded and said, "Okay, I'll just listen to you. Everything here depends on your decision."

After acquiesced all this, the long-sleeved, smart and sophisticated Bulgar man finally agreed to Justinian's request to reach a compromise. Anyway, with John Assen returning to Grand Duke Borier in his own hands, he also had an explanation.

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At this moment, although Yonosh still led the crowd to support him, he was increasingly unable to see hope. His encouragement to his subordinates gradually could not play any role. Even the elite Husar cavalry is now destined to be unable to break through the encirclement. Is it necessary to be wiped out in this way?

A desperate smile appeared on his face. Looking at the long sword covered in blood and no longer had cold light, Yonosh really felt unprecedented in his heart.

Is this the difference between him and the commander opposite? He clearly thought he had made complete plans, but he fell into the other party's trap step by step. This is really nothing more ironic than this.

Just when Jonorsh was slightly ecstatic, the attack of the originally violent Vadarita cavalry outside the military formation inexplicably slowed down. Then a young man's voice came from outside.
Chapter completed!