Eagle Flag of Epirus

"It's boring, I'm still a step late, and get rid of these Latin craps!"

In the mist, the visitor said disappointedly, and as soon as his voice fell, a sudden bow and arrow shot over, making everyone stunned, especially Maximilian, who was almost shot by the arrow.

Are they crazy? ! The man who didn't react at all looked at the people on the opposite boat incredibly, but the other Latin soldiers behind him had already noticed something was wrong.

"My lord, they are not ours. We would never use this kind of bow and arrow!" The Latin soldier drew out the arrow on the deck and immediately recognized it. This is not the bow and arrow they used, but Anato. Turkic bows and arrows used by the Leahs.

"what?!"

Maximilian was shocked. If the ship on the opposite side was not his own subordinates in the city of Athens, who were they? Why does it appear here. Such a huge amount of information made this man creepy, but there was not much time for him to think about it. There were clusters of arrows flying everywhere, and several people fell to the ground with arrows.

"hidden!"

Most of the equipment and luggage were lost in the previous battle. The Latin soldiers on the ship had nothing but melee weapons, and could only hide behind the barrels on the ship's gunwale. And just in this gap time, it gave the other party a chance to take advantage of it.

"Board!"

A hoarse roar came from the small boat below, and then the ropes that were thrown up fastened the sides of the side of the latin's ship. I saw a group of people wearing all kinds of miscellaneous costumes, climbing up the latin flexibly. The warship, holding the scimitar in his hand, leaped down, and these desperadoes rushed to the completely defenseless Latin army.

There is no doubt that these guys are the pirates Maximilian is most worried about, but he never expected that the group of pirates in front of him would disguise themselves as reinforcements for the city of Athens!

"Block them! Hold them all!" Maximilian waved his hand on the deck and ordered his soldiers to repel the roaring group of pirates in front of them. But above the sea, the master on the battlefield is no longer a Latin. In the bumpy waves, these pirates can perfectly balance their bodies and wield a deadly and difficult-to-prevent sword. It's just a fight, Latin People were killed and wounded severely, and the guards on board did not expect the opponent to be so strong, and only saw blood overflowing from the sword.

Maximilian, who held the mast, looked at all this, and couldn't believe it. How could such a powerful pirate appear? He turned and urged all the soldiers on the ships, ordering them to immediately repel the invaders on the deck. But his flustered demeanor only made the morale of the Athenian soldiers even worse. In the eyes of the soldiers, their duke is simply a coward! If it weren't for the vicious pirates they faced, they wouldn't fight desperately for this man.

At sea, Latin soldiers and pirates fought and fought together. Although pirates are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, the victory of this Latin is that the Duke of Athens’s personal guards are well-equipped and battle-tested. I saw that the Latin soldiers formed a shield wall defense. The sharp spears made the pirates holding short soldiers unable to get close at all for a time. The large numbers of pirates' offensives were messy, but they couldn't help the other side. Instead, the Latins gradually gained the upper hand and pushed back the pirates on the ship step by step.

"They can't hold it anymore. We work together to defeat them and drive them back!" The Latin warriors who had reinvigorated their courage once again inspired fighting spirit, and their increasingly courageous performance also made the arrogant pirates too. The soldier shook up pneumatically, and he looked like he couldn't resist the fight and retreat. After all, these pirates usually spend time and money just to looting property, so they can't compare with regular army soldiers in terms of their lives.

, Seeing that the pirates were really about to be driven out of the sea, a voice suddenly came from behind the pirates. It was the voice of the person from the mist before.

"Sure enough, these Turkic pirates cannot be counted on. I can only trouble you, Your Excellency Yaroslav."

"No problem, it’s on us, but our commission is not cheap." In the thick fog, another man’s voice came. Both of them were talking in Greek, but Maximilian’s accent Hearing that the other party did not seem to be a Greek, a sense of uneasiness arose spontaneously.

His instinct was right, because what happened next proved it.

The scratching hook wrapped around the noose was thrown up from the side of the ship, hitting the deck heavily and hooking the wooden fence, and the heavy impact also made the hearts of the Latin soldiers on the ship beat abruptly.

Where is this sacred?

Like the enemy, the Latin people dared not take a breath, and stared at the side of the ship, while a few soldiers courageously stepped forward, preparing to cut the rope with their swords. But the moment they approached, they saw a flash of cold light. After the sharp and heavy Viking sword traversed a beautiful arc, the head fell amidst the splash of blood! It turned out that the swordsman had already been ambushed under the ship's gunwale, and the hook rope just now was just a trap.

"this is"

Seeing this scene, Maximi took a breath, and saw that more and more "new pirates" appeared on the ship and surrounded the Latin soldiers. Different from other colorful Turkic pirates, these "new pirates" are clearly dressed in a neat, mostly half-faced domed iron helmet, half-length chain mail, Nordic-style long swords and bucklers, and battle axes. This group of "new pirates" dressed like the Vikings who had ravaged the west coast hundreds of years ago.

And Maximilian and his men were in a trance. They saw that this group of "Viking pirates" had already rushed up. Compared with the previous unruly offensive, the sudden attack immediately put a mountain of pressure on the Latins. I saw the pirates brandishing heavy shields and smashing through the iron forest formed by the spearheads of Latin soldiers~www.ltnovel.com~, and then one-handed swords swayed a rain of blood in the crowd.

This violent attack instantly overwhelmed the Latins' original formation, and they did not expect to encounter such a powerful enemy that they would have no power to parry.

"how can that be?"

The desperate Germans watched their companions fall down one by one, and the sword in their hands was shaking with their arms at this time. This was not an ordinary enemy at all, it was clearly a group of behemoths with humanoids!

And Maximilian finally remembered that the group of terrifying enemies in front of him were not Viking pirates, but a group of Ross people. As a German, he once heard that there was a group of descendants of the self-proclaimed Varangians east of the Kingdom of Poland, who ruled a vast land around the city of Kiev and established the Rus state. Their warriors incorporated the Nordic armor culture into themselves. Eye-protecting round helmets, round shields and swords, as well as battle axes have all become the symbols of the Russian military. Obviously, they not only inherited the military equipment of their ancestors, but also inherited the wild and combative talents and talents of their ancestors.

At the last moment in Maximilian’s life, he saw a heavy axe falling from his head