Eagle Flag of Epirus

In an instant, the peaceful villages and towns became a **** on earth, and the crops that had just been harvested were splashed with blood and turned to ashes along with everything around them.

The rebels grinned and chased the flustered villagers, using their short spears to kill them from behind, and they only needed to wave their hands to cut out a large piece of meat.

Just when the villagers were almost desperate, another army appeared here, and the moment the black fox battle flag, which was particularly dazzling in the wind and sunlight, came into view of the villagers, it was no less than seeing the savior. Turned out, ecstatic.

This army was the militia of Mystras led by Neusky. After learning of the actions of the northern rebels, the Varangian man reacted immediately.

"Hehehe, just waiting for you to appear!" The headed rebel aristocrat did not accidentally appear here with Neusky and his men, but lowered their voices and looked at the gloomy Mistras militiamen who came over. He smiled, as if planning something.

"Break them down, those are just a group of mobs!" Furious, the nobleman ordered his cavalry to break through the opponent's position while the Mystras militia had just arrived. "Raise your spears for me and rush forward courageously. Without that little fox and the mob, there is nothing we can do about it!"

"Cut off that Varangian's head, I have a lot of rewards!"

Motivated by the leader's reward, the cavalry on the horse rushed towards the Mystras militia with their stomachs on their horses. I saw that the cavalry had no rules at all. In their opinion, the militias with simple weapons only needed one charge to smash them into pieces.

The cavalry of the rebels are not Morians, but immigrants from northern Serbia. These horse races are known for their riding and shooting. They are excellent light cavalry and will be favored by the Byzantine aristocracy. Playing the front line with this trump card, wanting to deal with some militiamen, in the eyes of the nobles, is simply easy.

But things were not as expected by the nobleman. Seeing that his cavalry was about to approach, the iron hoof trampled on him. However, the Mystras militiamen in the front row did not panic at all. Instead, they were very calm and the formation was not messy. And it was not a spear that greeted the cavalry, but a strange iron tube in the hands of the militia, and the next second the fire-folder held in the other hand also ignited the upper fuze of the tube.

"Bang—" There was a loud noise, dazzling sparks and choking black smoke ejected from the clarinet at the same time, and the Serbian cavalry and their horses who saw this for the first time were shocked. The frightened steed jumped up high and was not under the command of the rider, which exposed the soft and unprotected abdomen below in front of the Mystras militia.

"kill--"

The second platoon of militiamen who seized the opportunity immediately stabbed the halberd in their hands and penetrated the flesh and blood of the enemy's horse firmly. While stabbing, they also opened the wound left and right, causing blood to flow with the horse's internal organs. Came out.

"coffee--"

The screams of the horses came one after another, and the charge of the unprepared Serbian cavalry was immediately broken, and the fall of the horses in the first row was disastrous. Choosing a disorderly formation because of underestimating the enemy will result in a chain reaction. The fallen horses collided with flesh and blood, and even the cavalry with the horses broke fractures, and even if the cavalry with superb cavalry rushed in, the militia with the fire tube pushed behind the halberd has completed the second reloading again. Gave the Serb a full house.

Commanding the soldiers calmly, Nevsky stared blankly at what was happening, as if it should be taken for granted to him. This is the result of his military training that has been attacked by the nobles for the past year.

The "New Greek Fire" created by Justinian has the advantage of stable output, but it has been difficult to form a large-scale destruction like a real Greek fire when used, and its limitations are too great. Especially the "fire tube". Justinian tried to use it once in a contest with the Latins. The killing effect was not ideal. On the contrary, it was very useful when the cavalry used it to frighten the enemy's horses. Therefore, Justinian and Neusky designed the same formation just now, in order to be able to withstand the cavalry charge at the least cost. And the most important thing that this set of combat procedures needs from start to finish is the iron law of the army. When to shoot, when to cover, and to fill quickly, these are not quick to master. This is the reason Justinian decided to recruit troops for intensive training. Now it seems that after nearly a year of training, this army has initially taken shape.

All of a sudden, the Serbian cavalry suffered heavy casualties because they were lightly armed, so these cavalry did not have any advantage in protection. Once the charge was interrupted and fell into a hand-to-hand fight, they were undoubtedly weak. I saw the broken cavalry smashed away and fled in the opposite direction Went ~www.ltnovel.com~Go, go! "Seeing the death and injury of his army, the leader of the rebel army was also dumbfounded and waved eagerly to get the Serbs back. His purpose this time was only to draw the army of Mystras out of the city. In the end, he was so embarrassed that he thought he could eat this militia force. As a result, he lost so much, which made the nobles feel very painful.

"Damn Varangian, he still has such a wicked thing!" The nobleman had heard of Duhuoguan among the Latin population, but he had always thought it was nonsense. But now I didn't expect to suffer a big loss from being strong.

"Let's withdraw!" Ordered towards the people behind him. The rebel nobles who had lost a lot of them had no intention of fighting, so they ordered the army to retreat immediately.

Humph, wait for me! Varangi, your head will be hung on the wall tomorrow for everyone to see your funny appearance.

I have already cursed viciously in my heart many times, the rebel aristocrat turned his head and looked behind him, but Nevsky and his Mystras militia did not continue pursuing them.

"Huh, have you noticed it? Haha, it's a pity that it's too late. When you came over, Rafcadio had already copied your back and went straight to Mystras. You brought so many people out, and the rest The defenders of the squad were very vulnerable. Without Mystras, the entire Moriah will be in our hands sooner or later." With a gloomy smile, the man is confident and ready to wait for the other two companions to succeed. news.

But at this moment, a fast-riding horse suddenly rushed towards here, seeming very embarrassed and anxious.

"Master Benito, it's not good, it's not good..."

The blood-stained cavalry turned over and said in a breathless voice, rolling his eyes as soon as he finished speaking.