Eagle Flag of Epirus

"Block, block!" Under the threatening order of the Latin nobles, the Athenian army had to stop the enemy in front of them with flesh and blood, and finally delayed the opponent's stormy attack.

"Is there no news from Your Highness Duke Otto?" The nobles on the front line were utterly devastated, but they were unable to wait for the reinforcements to respond. Otto Roche's absence made the duchy's upper and lower dragons without their leaders plunged into a situation of fighting for a while .

"No, no news from His Highness Otto! What can we do?"

"We can only retreat to the fortress and discuss the long-term plan!"

After making up their minds, the other counts on the scene were preparing to give up the whole city and retreat into the fortress, but for that matter, they are already badly injured now, and it is still unknown whether they can escape this catastrophe. The entire city of Athens has lost control, and their auxiliary soldiers, composed of native Greeks as cannon fodder, have all chosen to turn around. Looking around, they are suddenly full of their own enemies. For them now, Athens is no longer the happy land of the past, but a completely dead land.

Just as the last Athens army used its last strength to stop the attack of the Roman army, suddenly, a small army appeared but suddenly broke the original stalemate.

I saw the Roman heavy infantry company that had formed a dense formation spreading out to make way for the offensive, and the Varangians, who drove straight in, pounced on the prey in front of them like a fierce jackal.

The Varangians at this time are quite different from the previous Battle of Alfios and the Battle of Argos. They wear a burqa and a chain armor on the outside and put on a layer of fish scale armor for protection. The child has gone up several grades. The Varangians who assaulted with a dense wedge-shaped battle formation looked like a black cloud from a distance. They wanted to destroy the city and broke the formation, so the Latin soldiers in the front were scared to death, and they didn't even have the courage to fight.

"Kill—" Since the helmet only showed two eyes, Nevsky let out a low war roar, and the other Varangian warriors around him echoed in the distance, as if the heroic spirits on the battlefield were praying.

The Varangians who quickly rushed forward did not choose to swing their battle axe with both hands to chop their enemy as usual this time, but took off the shield behind them and slammed the enemy in front of them. The startled Latin soldier was holding a spear and a shield to stop him, but he couldn't resist the monster-like power of this group of people. As soon as the time came, the Varangian Guards rushed through the last line of defense of the Principality of Athens. And just as any battle only needs to break through one point, then the whole battle situation may change drastically. Sure enough, in the face of such a violent play, the already almost desperate Latins directly collapsed. These soldiers who were regarded as broken cannon fodder were no longer willing to be nailed to the ground even when facing the bowmen who supervised the battle behind them.

"Close the gate, hurry up, close the gate!"

This scene completely lost the last glimmer of hope for the Latin nobles who commanded all of this. They even gritted their teeth and ordered the defenders to close the fortress's gates, and they did not control their own people outside the gates. Life is a big deal. Even the nobles ordered the crossbowmen to shoot and kill the broken soldiers who tried to open the gates of the city.

"But my lord, our people haven't yet—"

The cruel scene was so cruel that the soldiers who executed it could not accept it, begging that the adults in front of him could stop such cruel orders, but the words were directly interrupted rudely as soon as they were spoken.

"Shut up, I'm ordering you now, or you will get out of here and die outside!"

In desperation, people who disregarded any honor had already revealed the ugliest side, and saw that the gates of the fortress under the intimidation of the nobles gradually began to close at this moment, even if the people who had not returned yet shouted I didn't mean to ignore it. Justinian, who had witnessed all this, also lost his expression. If the opponent really abandons the car to protect the handsome and strong man from breaking his wrist, then the previous goal will not be achieved. The Roman army now has neither time nor can afford it. Such a huge casualty. Not to mention that there are two unstable factors in the north, Thessaloniki and Venice. Today, the Latin talents here must be completely resolved.

But on the other side, no matter how long the Turkic cavalry and Varangian guards drove straight to tear all the enemies in front of them, they couldn’t chase them in time. The gates of the city had to be closed completely, but at this last moment, there was an extremely loud voice. But it rang above everyone's heads.

"Everyone gave up resistance~www.ltnovel.com~Your Duke is dead, and his head is in my hands. If you don't believe it, let's see if this is his robe!"

The man standing on the upper wall of the fortress was Baptiste Sovadia who was killed all the way. He was bloodied. If he hadn’t heard his voice, Justinian would not recognize him. , Baptiste immediately stretched out his hand and threw the purple robe originally worn by Duke Otto from above, and fell into the field of vision of everyone.

This was not only the army of the Principality of Athens, but even Arslan and Neuski, who had attacked all the way, had incredible expressions on their faces, because they had never thought that the Latin did it and could still safely. Appeared in front of them alive.

The Athenian troops who looked at each other were even more plunged into chaos. Abandoned soldiers outside the city cried and cried, and the psychological defense of the defenders in the fortress was completely collapsed. They had already been defeated, even their own. The head of the monarch was also beheaded, and the whole city was controlled by the Greeks. What's the point of dying and struggling like this? In addition, Justinian reacted immediately and ordered all the surrenders to be exempted from death. Suddenly, there were about four thousand people left in the Latin army with fighting capacity. They put down their weapons, knelt down, and begged the Roman Empire soldiers in front of them. We forgive their lives. They no longer have the determination and courage to resist, letting their destiny be handed over to others.

Even the last nobles in the city finally knew that the general situation was gone. Without the backbone of the duke, they would wait to die if they stayed here. So they also put down their weapons and chose to surrender. At least they still have the right to redeem themselves, although the territory has And lost, but as long as there is one life, it can still make a comeback in the future.