"Kill!" Sir Baptiste, who was leading the way, pointed his sword directly at the enemy formation and led the cavalry behind him to launch a fierce attack.

Accompanied by roars, when the cavalry rushed into the Latin army formation, the sharp lances quickly knocked down a large number of unresponsive soldiers like sickles harvesting wheat. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and then heavy horse hooves fell.

His eyes were filled with tears, his intestines were broken, his body was broken into pieces, and his bones were shattered.

There was no obstruction, because the Latin soldiers who had just focused on attacking the castle had no time to form a formation. There was nothing in the stacked formation of halberds and the circular formation of shields and spears. They had no time to organize, so naturally they could not

Can withstand this fierce cavalry assault.

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

"Archers, archers!" Looking at this scene, the almost crazy noble could only cry out in despair. However, his archers who were originally arranged in the back row were being abused by the enemy's cavalry because there were no other soldiers to protect them.

The ground is free to slaughter, even if one life is escaped, what is the point?

He was able to gather them back after shouting a few words. On the contrary, taking advantage of the chaos, the Vadaritai people on horseback focused on throwing waves of arrows, drawing various trajectories in the air, and shooting into the chaos.

Among the Latin troops, a large number of casualties were caused, and fear spread among the Latin troops.

At this moment, the collapse of Latin morale caused the Vadaritai cavalry to begin to accelerate rapidly. In their eyes, the defenseless European mercenaries were simply vulnerable. They chased the Latins who retreated in terror, attacking from both sides.

He surrounded them, grabbed his spear, and struck into the crowd of Latins.

Like a heavy hammer hitting the enemy, the brave cavalry ignored everything that threatened them, and the crushing effect of such decisiveness was immediate. Waiting for time, the Latins announced their final resistance.

Failure, looking at the death of their companions, fear has dominated their hearts, and regardless of any honor, these soldiers chose to run away.

On the other side, the defenders on the castle were also stunned as they looked at the cavalry who rushed into the enemy formation. They saw the sharp spear points piercing the kite shields, harvesting the originally arrogant Latins like straw, and their horses' hooves fell down.

The corpses were like hemp, looking at the scene where the situation was suddenly reversed, a wave of cheers erupted on the top of the city, and all the people who escaped death were thankful that they had finally waited for the arrival of reinforcements.

The castle's drawbridge was lowered. At this time, the surviving defenders in the city also rushed out to support the Vadaritai who rescued them, and launched a counterattack against the severely damaged Latin army. At this moment, the Latin army's front line had almost collapsed, and they were just thinking

Following the fleeing soldiers, they headed wildly in the direction of the Aliakmon River.

Running away. The allied forces in pursuit of victory were willing to let go, and they pursued the enemy in the direction of their retreat with high spirits. But at this moment, Sir Baptiste, who was commanding the attack, suddenly stopped the Vadaritai.

He and the castle defenders continued their pursuit, confusing everyone.

"Stop the pursuit!"

"Stop the pursuit? But the enemy has already..." The other Vadaritai cavalry behind them were confused and couldn't help but raise objections when they saw the enemy's defeat. They finally defeated the invading enemy and it was the time to expand their results. Why did they choose this time?

The attack was to be stopped. At this time, the castle lord who had led his army in pursuit also turned back, wondering why he gave up the pursuit of the Latin army and fled away.

"Your Excellency Baptiste, thank you for your timely rescue. Otherwise, this castle might not have been able to be defended." Although he said this, the face of the lord who had just escaped from death was a little gloomy.

I don't know if he saw something, but Sir Baptiste on the horse nodded slightly and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "This is just what I should do, Your Excellency Psellos."

"But why do you want to stop the pursuit now? Norton of Sinzos is out in force. That guy is so abnormal this time that he wants to capture this place at all costs. If he misses this opportunity, he will definitely come back. Let's miss such a great opportunity.

, could it be said that because he is Latin like you... I made a mistake." Suddenly realizing the sharpness of the other person's eyes and knowing that he had said something taboo, Psellos, who was originally dissatisfied, immediately closed his mouth.

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And Baptiste, who withdrew his gaze, did not say anything more, but replied calmly: "Now the whole Epirus and Macedonia are not at peace. It's not just you. I only brought so much when I came here this time.

It was just a fluke that the cavalry was able to scare them off. Although there were a lot of casualties just now, they still have the strength to fight. Since they have retreated, there is no need to retreat."

"What kind of explanation is this?! If this happens two or three more times, all the people under my command will die. Mr. Baptiste, I did not pledge my allegiance to Thessaloniki for such a result. This is

Could it be that the protection promised by Lord Justinian is not enough?" said the angry Psellos.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, you can wait for Mr. Justinian to respond when he comes back. I am just performing my duties." Responding to the other party coldly, Sir Baptiste raised his riding whip, and felt a little unhappy in his heart.

The Vadaritai people had no choice but to follow the opponent and clean up the battlefield briefly before leaving here.

"Damn Latins!"

Looking at the other party's leaving figure, Psellos was furious. He was originally a member of the local Pronier nobles in Macedonia. He had no choice but to surrender to Boniface after the Latin invasion. Not long ago, he followed the Thessalonica Latin

The collapse of human rule, Psellos chose

He surrendered to Justinian who was about to surrender. He only heard that although this man was a young man, he defeated several powerful leaders of the Latins in Moria. Now that he was in the limelight, he thought he could enjoy the shade under the big tree.

.Unexpectedly, only a few months later, the civil war in Epirus would begin.

Broken his dream, many nobles in Macedonia have now chosen to join the camp of the Dukas brothers. A third party like him has become a thorn in the side, and has been in constant trouble ever since. Now that I think about it, Psellos

I regretted getting on the pirate ship. Now I regret it again

He was even more annoyed to receive such an irresponsible reply from the Latin man in front of him, Baptiste, but he did not dare to get angry. He could only watch the other party lead the Vadaritai cavalry away again, and psychologically
Chapter completed!