Eagle Flag of Epirus

"It seems that I still underestimated my opponent this time!"

On the rolling mountain roads, the Magyar army, which had been going to bypass Vlacha Fort and drive straight into Bulgaria, had to stop at this moment. As the commander-in-chief, Yonosh made a route to cross the mountains to avoid direct front-to-face combat with the defending troops of Bulgaria's Fracha Fort. But now, the scene before him makes his face show a bitter smile.

On the long and narrow wasteland that must pass in front of them, I don't know when an army has already camped here and waited for them for a long time. And this also means that the Magyar army must break through here head-on, otherwise all the previous plans will be impossible to talk about.

And watching the battle flag that was flying in the wind as if he was proudly swearing, the Magyar man who had experienced many battles had already understood something in his heart at this time. It seems that his strategy of trying to avoid the truth and just lie is seen through by the other party. The commander on the opposite side of Bulgaria is indeed not a mediocre person, and besides, he also underestimated the other party’s determination. The attitude that the frontier people at the rudder will have. Obviously, it is not so easy to get rid of Frachaburg's Bolgar army this time, and there is bound to be a big battle if you want to break through here.

The only thing that puzzles Yonosh is why Frachaburg’s army did not choose to block the mountain roads, but set up a line of defense on an open plain. This is really incredible, but in Yonosh. Come, the other party shouldn't make such a stupid mistake. After all, he has the absolute advantage in terms of strength at this moment, unless

And just as Yonosh was thinking about the situation he was facing, a frustrated voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"How come there are soldiers from the Southern Army here? Could it be that they just abandoned Frachaburg?!"

John Assen, who was trekking along the way, was already very dissatisfied with Yonosh’s change of the marching route, but now seeing that he has finally avoided Frachaburg but another army blocked their way, he couldn’t help being full of fire. It burned.

However, Yonosh didn't bother to pay more attention to the noise of the Paulgar noble next to him, and said lightly: "Obviously, the opposite person should have noticed our intentions in advance, so we will soon block our way! But it’s better to break here than to attack Frachaborg, isn’t it, Sir John."

"Perhaps, but don't forget what you promised His Royal Highness Ivan. If you can't fulfill your promise, then you know what the result will be." John Assen with an ugly face said forcefully, at this moment. He has already burned out his patience because of the gradual heat of the Bulgarian civil war. As the key to victory in this protracted war, he must ensure that the leader of the Magyar army will be fatal to the southern army and their supported Boriel Assen on the day of the decisive battle. A blow. For this he will do whatever it takes.

A Fracha Fort in a mere mere ruins!

After listening, Yonosh's face sank slightly, and an unpleasant expression passed through his eyes, but in the end the Magyar man chose to remain silent, and then gave his men a battle order.

"Order the whole army to lay down all the things that can be thrown away, go forward with light gear, and set up camp after going down the mountain for a night and prepare for battle!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that the leader also seemed to have made up his mind, the other Magyar officers did not dare to slacken in the slightest, and immediately returned to Malaysia to convey the decision made by Yonosh to the army.

Looking at the Frazaar’s army camp on the plain below the mountain, the Magyar man showed a hint of coldness on his face. Although after a short and informal contest, Jonosh was both admired and curious about the enemy’s commander, but Everything else is not important now.

As he is about to set foot on the battlefield, he doesn't care who the enemy is, he doesn't need the casualties numbers he gets after all this is over, he just needs everything in this camp to die! Anyone who stands in front of him must be eliminated.

Under the evening sun, the Husar cavalry's armor was shining silver. They moved closer to each other, looking from a distance, like the waves crashing against the shore, threatening people.

And this mighty horse came from the mountain. At this moment, they no longer need to conceal their hearts. Instead, they marched down the mountain with unparalleled power. But seeing the crowds of iron horses, they made a loud noise when they were marching. At this moment, even every Bolgar soldier encamped under the mountain could feel the vibration of the ground.

At this moment, it seems that the victory of this war has already decided the victory from the momentum. And only listening to the Magyar army sings their battle hymns to go down the mountain and wipe out the Bulgarian army in front of them, and fell into the ears of the uneasy soldiers of the kingdom like the whispers of death in the ears.

However, what Jonosh and John Assen didn’t know was that at the same moment, on the other side, Justinian, who was in the military camp waiting for the arrival of Magyar’s army, also had the same plan. He did not face multiple enemies because of the same plan. And with the slightest panic, it was precisely the thought that both his heart and appearance seemed extremely calm.

Listening to the battle hymn of the distant sky, a sneer appeared on Justinian’s face. Obviously his enemies are coming towards him with a determination to win. In their opinion, they have an absolute advantage in strength. but

"When you look at the abyss, the abyss is also looking at you!"

Justinian said to himself indifferently, this is what the philosophers of later generations said, but at this time, it is a bit cold and humorous when used here. I saw the young man get up immediately, and he has also changed into a completely different look from the usual, without any trace of laziness in the past, and those blue eyes reveal the determination and sharpness of the superior.

And this may be what Machiavelli said that a superior person must be a fox but also a lion, who can fight wit but not strength, but will not be cowardly facing a pack of wolves.

At this moment, although the war did not start, the wrestling between the two sides had already begun.

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As night fell, under the cover of the night, the Magyar army calmly descended from the mountain into the long and narrow plain, and they did not encounter any trouble.

"Are you actually adopting such a passive defensive combat method... But it's normal, after all, their army is too small." Surprisingly, the opponent did not respond at all, and based on the situation of his scouts, the Magyar man immediately understood. Judging from the number of traces left by Vladzaborg’s army during the previous march, the number of troops on the opposite side did not exceed 1,000. In this case, Yonosh, who had a general understanding of the situation on the opposite side, finally felt relieved. Frachaborg’s army is just such a small number of people, setting up camps in such an innocuous place, it is simply seeking a dead end, and there is no threat at all.

And the only thing to beware of is to be careful of the opponent's desperate blow to cause unnecessary trouble. Inadvertently, Yonosh has now regarded the opposing army commander as a Paulgar noble loyal to the Bolier Assen faction. There are some fears but they have disappeared. But if he knew that the enemy he was facing was the little fox of Moriah, what would Yonosh as the commander look like? Only he knows this.

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In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was getting light, whether it was the Magyar army or the defenders of Frachaborg, they all had a full meal at this moment, and the dew in the morning was still moist, but the battlefield was not filled with grass. The scent is the **** smell of killing.

Both sides of the sword were waiting for the signal from their commander to initiate an offensive. Instead of defending without an infant city, the defenders of Frachaburg took the initiative to come out of the camp and leaned against the camp to open their positions. There was only a small part of it. People stand firmly on the wooden wall.

This seemingly crazy move made Yonosh, the commander of the Magyar mercenaries, dare not be careless, because the more desperate beasts are, the more ferocious they are, and even the more experienced hunters will miss if they are careless. of.

Immediately, the horn of the Magyar army was sounded, and in the magnificent momentum, the Magyar army immediately overwhelmed the Vlachaborg garrison. Most of them are made up of cavalry. Although the armors and weapons in their hands are all miscellaneous, no one can deny that they are excellent fighters on the battlefield.

In the face of such a terrifying offensive, Jonosh and John Assen were surprised that Frachaburg’s defenders were very tough. Although the enemy was few and the troops were scarce, they remained unmoved. Perhaps it was due to the training on the opposite side. Fang, perhaps because of desperate survival, saw that they actually withstood the onslaught of Magyar's army.

And because the terrain on the battlefield where they are located is a long and narrow plain, even though the cavalry can fight, they can't deploy and can't take advantage of the numbers.

On the contrary, the Bolgar fighters are guarding the fort stubbornly in order to survive, and a small number of defenders on the wooden wall are also helping each other with their colleagues below, condescendingly projecting arrows.

Many of the warriors attacked by the Magyars were cut down and killed. However, with the unstoppable power of the cavalry charge in the first round, the Magyars successfully broke into the shield wall of the Bolgar soldiers.

But just when they were proud, they were about to use their iron cavalry to completely tear down the Bulgarian and Iranian side, the loud noise bursting in their ears exploded, and this became the deepest impression at the last moment of their lives.

I saw that the soldier holding a black iron pipe to ignite the line of fire had just aimed at the unsuspecting Hussar cavalry. In front of this new weapon Justinian gave them, the so-called sophisticated armor was simply vulnerable.

And this is the biggest arquebus hand cannon brought by Justinian's trip. Although it is still in the scope of the arquebus, it can deal with heavy armored units at close range without any problems. If it is said that the defects are naturally all complicated filling methods and the risk of possible explosion, but the Magyar warrior who encountered the first time a firecracker attack had no experience in dealing with it.

After encountering inexplicable killings, the reaction of these riders was panic for the first time. They ran away on horseback with the black magic of the wizard, but they were met by Bulgaria, who was holding a hook and a spear on the other side. The offensive of the militia fought fiercely.

Immediately after making the fighter plane that was hardly acquired just now was lost in front of the Magyars, the Frachaborg garrison, who had gained time, immediately reorganized it calmly, allowing the Magyars to take advantage of the vain plan to fail.

The short-soldier battle lasted for a long time, and the Frazaborg army, backed by the fortress, was always difficult to shake, and the Magyar army remained unmoved despite the waves of offensive that were higher than the waves. The Magyars were also more and more alarmed because of repeated encounters with unfamiliar fireball attacks, and their determination to attack was not as good as one attack. As a result, the casualties continued to increase, which made Yonosh, as the commander-in-chief, even more serious.

It seems that the enemy has come well prepared. If this continues, too many casualties are not a good sign, but if you give up the offensive and turn the war into a war of attrition, you can certainly eliminate the opponent, but the opponent's intention to win time will succeed.

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Watching time passed, the two sides had been fighting for two hours. The Magyar leader had an ugly face and anxious heart. Unexpectedly, a small fortress choked their way forward. This is a shame.

In the fierce battle, many of the ace Husar heavy cavalry in the ace of Yonosh's hand had to retreat from the battlefield because of the injuries, and this made the man more heartbroken.

Finally, Yonosh made a decision. He looked at John Assen who was watching the game with him and said:

"It's no way to continue like this. John, if you continue, the casualties will only increase."

However, in this regard, John Assen himself said coldly and indifferently: "So what, I don't want casualties, I only want Frachaborg. Now if you give up halfway, everything will be abandoned~www.ltnovel.com~ The eyes of the Bulgar man were full of coldness. He did not shy away from speaking out his inner thoughts in front of the Magyars, but he didn't care at all, because he only cared about the victory of this battle.

"Our soldiers are all warriors on horseback. Such a narrow terrain restricts me from returning to the Husar Cavalry. Now the initiative on the battlefield is on their side, even if we attack by force, we will go to serve His Royal Highness Ivan. Helping in the fight will also be an exhausted army. Is this what you would like to see, Lord John?"

The leader of Mazar, Yonosh, who tried his best to control his emotions, calmly took advantage of John Assen, and he finally realized that fighting like this was definitely not the way to go after waking up from his anger.

"Strikes against this camp they defended will not help us except to vent our anger. Since the other party has already prepared a decisive battle attitude, then head-to-head is definitely not the first choice."

"But can't you just give up like this..."

"Of course not to give up, but at this time the army must be retired and rested."

"Resting? But what's the use of that."

"Of course it's useful, because we just need to recharge and wait quietly."

"What do you mean?" Some did not understand John Assen asked again, and at this moment a cold and gloomy smile appeared on Yonosh's face, and slowly said:

"Since these people are willing to bleed, let them continue to bleed and drain their blood! And we just need to watch quietly and watch the prey can't bear the pain and get into the cage."