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Chapter 52 The reserve team does not move

"Fighters of the Qingshigang tribe, charge with me!" With a roar, Bogdani led the mountain people behind him to launch a counterattack, charging head-on towards the Epirus people who were rushing in front of them.

I saw the brave warriors holding two-handed battle axes, their flesh and blood bodies and iron hoof equipment colliding together. In an instant, flying corpses of broken flesh were flying across the entire battlefield. It is conceivable that the mountain people who launched the counterattack

The casualties were heavy, but they used their lives to complete the task given to them by Justinian - to block the cavalry in front of them.

"Death to me, you barbarian!" The heavily armed heavy cavalry rushed into the Albanian crowd to fight with them. A rider locked Bogdani, who was commanding the mountain people, and he immediately galloped and raised his gun.

Thorn wants to take off the opponent's head.

But facing the enemy charging towards him on a tall horse, Bogdani showed no fear at all. Not only did he not dodge, he roared up and threw out the two-handed battle ax in his hand with all his strength.

"It's you that damn it!"

There was only a thick sound of breaking through the air, and the rotating giant ax rushed into the chest of the Albanian man's rider, knocking him off his horse. Blood spurted out from the rider's helmet, like a shower for watering plants.

The war horse that lost its owner passed by Bogdani. The Albanian man slowly stepped forward, pulled his ax back from the chest of the enemy's corpse and raised it above his head.

"Fight for Justinian and kill all these mountaineers!"

"Kill all these mountaineers and fight for Justinian!"

The Albanian soldiers who were shouting and fighting wildly let out beast-like roars on the battlefield, which resounded throughout the world. Each of their bodies was covered with scars and blood, as if they came from a bath of blood from hell. This scene even their enemies were shocked.

Feeling chilly.

"Damn it, have you fallen into a trap?"

The unprepared Epirus cavalry suddenly discovered that the situation had changed. The barbarians who had been retreating now attacked frantically. The spear phalanx approaching from the flanks among their colleagues was also trying to cut off their retreat. The Epirus were in chaos.

The Russ people naturally came to a conclusion at this time - they had walked into a trap.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Without any time to think about it, he ordered the retreating Epirus people to give up the fight with the Albanian mountain people. They must now break out quickly. The retreat was almost cut off by the Latin pikemen approaching from the flanks. Epirus

The heavy cavalry had no choice but to evacuate from the other side. But what they didn't know was that this choice played into Justinian's hands.

The heavy cavalry, frightened by the ferocious momentum, were completely unaware of their surroundings. They only saw that there was no enemy on the left, so they rode towards there. However, when the heavy horses stepped into the loose soil, in an instant, all the Yibi soldiers were stunned.

The Rus and their horses were stuck in the mud and could not move.



On the other side, Mikhail Dukas, who was commanding the armies at the rear of the battlefield, also vaguely noticed something was wrong at this time. The heavy cavalry under his command unexpectedly made an independent decision and rushed to the left flank of Moria's army and broke away.

A large force rushed into the enemy's formation. This was obviously a trick of the other party to lure the enemy deeper. By the time Ducas exclaimed that something was not going well, the phalanx of Latin pikemen in Moria's center had already begun to form an encirclement.

To cut off the connection between the Epirus heavy cavalry and the periphery.

"Who allowed them to attack without permission!" Mikhail was frightened and angry while riding on his horse and waving the whip in his hand. When his eyes fell on the deserted farmland outside the plain in the distance, his pupils dilated.

.

Damn it, it's over! Ducas, who was sweating coldly, immediately guessed Justinian's intention. No wonder there were no cavalry stationed there. On the one hand, it was to attract his cavalry to go there, and on the other hand, it was not suitable for war horses to enter at all.

The farmland that has been abandoned for several months and the rainy season that has just passed, I am afraid that there is no fertile farmland there now, and it has all turned into a pile of mud. Justinian deliberately surrounded three and one was missing, just to force his heavy

The cavalry retreated into the mire.

The emperor took a breath of air. He never expected that Justinian would be able to do anything on his own at this time. If he didn't do anything, his heavy cavalry troops would definitely be annihilated in this battle, even if they fought in the end.

After winning against Justinian, such a huge loss would make it difficult for him to recover in the next few years. Without much care, Mikhail immediately ordered his men to mobilize the reserve troops in the rear - these people were originally used to guard against

The Bulgarians, but now they can only be put into the battlefield.

Under the command of Mikhail Dukas, an army that had been standing still finally dispatched from the rear of Epirus. They were composed of a mixed formation of Serbs. In addition to elite cavalry, there were also soldiers who were good at mountain warfare.

Lightly armed archers and spearmen, these Serbs were entrusted by their monarch Stefan to assist Emperor Michael on condition that Michael Doukas recognize his title as king, and they were in the hands of Emperor Michael

trump card.

"Attack, assault the enemy!"

Mikhail's trusted general waved the command flag in his hand, led thousands of lightly-armed Serbian spearmen, raised the shield in his hand high to face the rain of arrows from the Modon archer on the opposite side, and ran faster than a horse.

, stormed directly towards the line of Moria's army. I saw the Serbs coming and going like the wind. They were indeed elite light infantry capable of fighting in the Danube Valley, and soon approached the left flank of Justinian's army.

Witnessing this scene, Justinian also discovered this different enemy. The opponent was coming fiercely. It seemed that they were coming to support the Epirus heavy cavalry. If the opponent really attacked, then the previous efforts would be lost.

All his previous efforts were in vain, and he would never allow such a thing to happen.

"Call someone to send an order to Phocas and tell him to send out the prepared infantry phalanx and come closer as soon as possible." Although it was very difficult to fight with the Epirus-Bulgarian coalition forces in the frontal battle, Justinian still decided to fight here.

It's time to use the general reserve team, otherwise, Bogdani and the others on the left wing will be difficult to support. Looking at the sky above the head, the sun after noon is still bright and high above the head. At this moment, the look on Justinian's face

Also a little anxious.

If this continues, the situation will not be good.

After receiving the order, the flag-bearing officer immediately went down to prepare to send scouts to deliver the news quickly and mobilize the reserve team to participate in the battle. The tense atmosphere made them sweat profusely. Although they believed in Lord Justinian in front of them, they also

Infected by the intense heat of the war, I felt uneasy.

Just as the scouts were delivering the order and getting on their horses to mobilize the troops, suddenly Justinian stopped them. The young despot who stepped forward grabbed the reins of the scout's mount, shocking everyone present.

people.
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