Eagle Flag of Epirus - v8 Chapter 95

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When it was, the two exhausted armies above the river were ready to make a final fight, whether it was the carefully planned Justinian or the anger-dazzled Nicolas Ovania. , In frontal combat, defeat the enemy in front of you in one go.

All strategies have failed at this moment, and the only reliance on the two sides to fight against each other is high morale, tenacity, and almost exhausted strength. This battle does not even test the art of military command, it is simply a contest of will. This is the great taboo of the strategist, a fierce warrior, the most dangerous, the number of wins and losses is like a gambler, the winner takes all, and the loser has nothing.

Knowing this well, Justinian did it because he had no choice. There is no danger behind him to Agrinon. If he chooses to stay at a stalemate and rest his troops, the situation will only be more favorable to the enemy. . Fortunately, Nicholas, who commanded the Epirus people, was as strong as he was in the tournament. He was only slightly provocative, and he was fooled for convenience.

But even if the situation on the battlefield is favorable for him, Justinian still dare not care. The number of enemies in front of him is three times that of his new army of Moria. No matter what, he will welcome the next one. Fight hard.

Justinian gave an order: the coalition captain Cadroce commanded a thousand people, deployed in the rear of the right wing of his own side, and his group was mainly composed of archers from the Mordon Fortress. They came from the Papadolos family and were wearing light armor. With short swords at the waist, fighting against Saracen pirates raging on the Aegean Sea all year round at sea and on the seashore. The characteristic is that they are flexible and changeable. They are on the shoal to their right to guard against Epirus army from outflanking the flanks.

The burden of the left-wing rear was given to Godric, the son of Cardrosse. This is the first time he has been alone. The young officer led a new army formed by Mystras homesteaders on the hills of the river bend. They waited hard, their task was not to defend. Justinian handed over the most elite force to him in order to make him a heavy hammer for the decisive blow.

The chopping block was Justinian himself, who alone led the army with less than a thousand people in front of the Chinese army to meet the attacking enemy. In addition to the toughest veterans from Tripolis, Justinian was beside him. Fighting side by side with him were all the officers and soldiers of the third squadron from Pebble Castle. Little Dmitry took the initiative to fight and insisted on staying. Justinian who wanted to deploy him in the rear to protect Irina Dukas finally He still agreed to his request.

Justinian put on the same armor as the soldiers, not to show sympathy for the soldiers, but to avoid the enemy’s actions and beheadings. The lightweight armor only protects a small amount of vital places. The elbows and calves are no longer blocked except for a thin layer of patches. Justinian holds a spear and stares ahead, although this equipment gives up most of the equipment. However, flexibility in the mud of the river is the most important protection.

The banners of Moriah’s new army fluttered, and the line was rigorous under Justinian’s commander, Tripolis’s spearmen lined up in front, and they erected generous shields to block Justinian’s front, the army lined up. The three holy chants chanted by the guards of the Pebble Fort sounded, and the fighting fighters were ready to welcome the Epirus army that was rushing towards them from the opposite side of the river.

This time, the enemy can be said to have come out in full force. The Epirus people in the several camps all actively gathered into a huge army and came in mighty force. Obviously Justinian’s method of angering the enemy really worked, but it seemed a little bit. Too much.

Looking at the black enemy, Justinian stared at the formation with the generals beside him. “Everyone, as long as the main force of the enemy is annihilated here, the victory will belong to us. We have no way out of this battle, and behind us are our homes and our relatives. Please give me your lives, and I will also Fight side by side with you. Everyone uses the flag next to me as a signal. There must be no mistakes. Up and down advance and retreat shall prevail. Do not advance, do not escape, do not fight cowardly, do not neglect the enemy. Do not lay down your weapons unless the flag falls, even if I am killed. , As long as the military flag does not fall, the military will never rest!”

After all, Justinian made the final deployment, and as soon as his voice fell, the approaching Epirus had already been killed again, swept in like a tide. Justinian finally felt the feelings of the Albanians during the **** battle before, and the sound of shouting and killing resounded in the sky above the river bend, and the earth seemed to be trembling.

The striker of Epirus this time is a well-trained Alamano swordsman, Nicholas has always used it as the bottom card of the box, but now he sent them to the first battle, really exhausted his blood. I saw these mercenary swordsmen from Northern Europe holding their two-handed swords high above their heads~www.mtlnovel.com~ shouting secret spells that make people unable to understand primitive religious beliefs rushing like a frenzy on the sea in the winter, rushing in. Justinian’s Chinese army array.

These Alamano swordsmen were met by the iron spear jungle formed by the Tripolis soldiers. They used shields to form tight barriers and straightened their spears to resist the attack of the Epirus army, but soon they discovered these northern Europeans. The horror of the people, the burly figure and the heavy armor, the shield wall of the Tripolis Pikeman desperately resisting actually showed signs of being torn. Especially the heavy two-handed sword, I don’t know what it was made of. The costly weapon intersected with the Tripolis soldier’s spear and instantly cut several gun barrels. Those crazy Nordic people, even though their chests were pierced by a spear, still desperately slammed into the shields in the hands of the Tripolis, their tall bodies wielding great swords, limbs and blood flying in the air. The Tripolis Pikemen suffered heavy casualties. Once the line is broken, they will face the fate of being cut and slaughtered by the Alamano swordsmen. Justinian and Little Demeter can see this. Li immediately rushed up with the soldiers from the Pebble Fort to withstand the gap that was about to be torn.

“Kill—” Justinian and Little Dmitry, who had their weapons replaced by long spears, both stabbed to death a burly Alamano. I saw corpses that were visible to the naked eye piled up on the battlefield. The two sides fought with each other and quickly squeezed together. The dense formation turned into a **** steel mill, strangling soldiers from both sides.

All this, in the eyes of the Albanian mountain people who rested and panted on the shoal on the other side of the river bend, looking at the battlefield where the blood level surpassed them in just a few moments of fighting, Bogdani and the other Albanians frowned. No one spoke, until the silent monk beside him broke the silence.