Eagle Flag of Epirus

　　 "Kill them all!" Murad waved the whip in his hand and directed the Turkic cavalry to rush and kill. In the eyes of the Turkic people, these Croatian pirates were as vulnerable as chickens.

The sharp spears ripped through the battlefield, and the fierce arrow rain completely made the pirates give up the heart of resistance. They threw their helmets and armors, and even Wolfe roared still could not stop the collapse of his men. At this moment Nevsky grabbed the man who was almost mad and shouted, "Master Wolf, if we continue like this, we must be wiped out. Let's retreat to the city!"

　　Under the flat terrain, the pirates would never form a wall like a regular army to resist the cavalry charge. It would be slaughter at all, and resistance would be completely useless. As the former Varangian Guard, Nevsky quickly realized this. Now, in this situation, only a temporary withdrawal to the city can make a turn for the better.

　　 But at this time Wolf couldn't calm down at all. That was all his wealth. He hadn't expected it to be like this. The horror of the Turks completely exceeded his imagination. Towards Nevsky and the other Varangians behind him, Wolf could only pin his hopes on them.

　　 "Block the Turks for me!" Now the only ones who are still fighting are Neusky's men.

　　 But after hearing Wolf's order, Nevsky thought the opponent was crazy. This was a suicide attack at all, but the opponent's hideous face didn't seem to be joking at all.

"At the beginning, I took you in so that you can show the value of Varangi now." Wolf, who has gathered the ruined soldiers, doesn't care about the life and death of these Nordic barbarians, as long as the other party buys him time for him to retreat to the city. Up. As long as you hold here, the rescue of the Venetians on Corfu Island can definitely defeat these invaders.

　　At this time, the Turkic cavalry gathered into a huge formation, pressing like an unstoppable hurricane against the Croats who had almost collapsed.

　　Neusky knew that he had no choice. He knew the coldness and cruelty of Wolfe's methods, so he could only take his Varangi men and rush in the opposite direction of defeating the pirates.

　　 "Master Nevsky, we...are we really going to die in vain?" Although his men knew that they could only resist desperately now, they were still very unwilling.

　　 But Nevsky yelled: "Don't forget, we are Varangians. Fighting is the only remaining dignity. Don't you even abandon everything we have?"

　　Neusky’s words silenced the other Varangians. They were supposed to be the guards of the king but now they have become the princes. They shouldn’t be like this, but now they can only stake their lives to maintain the final dignity.

　　 For the Varangi people, it is only glorious if they charge to the death. Even when the Crusaders attacked the sea wall, they fought **** battles with it, because Varangi itself was a "vowed."

"kill!"

　　 Following Neusky's roar, these warriors from Northern Europe rushed towards the iron hoof of the Turks without fear!

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On the other side, Justinian, who was so tense to breathe, was also witnessing his army, like the tide on the beach, flocking to the vulnerable Croatian pirates, although the actual commander should be Murad but the first After seeing a fight on a much larger scale than before, he still couldn't hide his excitement.

　　 But soon, he saw that, unlike the rout pirates, a group of men in robes and mail came in the opposite direction. Their appearance was completely different from that of the Croats, and they were more like a wasteland from the north.

　　 Justinian didn't believe his eyes a little, and couldn't help rubbing his eyes. He felt that he had seen something wrong.

　　 The next moment, Nevsky yelled at the front.

　　 "Charge!"

The burly Varangians wielded short axes and threw them at the Turkic cavalry, the first Turkic light cavalry were caught off guard. Most of them were still chasing after the Croats who had lost the courage to resist. They never expected to face them. And here comes these powerful throwing axes.

　　 is almost as fast as a bow and arrow, but it is even more powerful. Some of the Turkic cavalry at the forefront were even smashed into their chests. Although the Turkic man was wearing chain mail, he could not withstand such a severe blow.

　　 But this is far from over, because the next to meet the Turkic people is the terrifying two-handed great axe, which is the most terrifying weapon of the Varangian, and it is also their famous existence.

Like harvesting wheat, the unprepared Turkic cavalry instantly turned their backs on their horses. Although the number of Varangi under Nevsky was not large, they chopped up and down the horse's legs, while the lightly armed Turkic cavalry had already charged too far. Unable to withstand the blow of Thunderbolt.

　　 "That's a Varangian!" Justinian had no doubts after seeing that rough and terrifying combat style. This heavy infantry, which was founded during the Basile II era, has rarely failed, and they are best at fighting against the cavalry unit. The only defeat was only because the Varangian Guards, which only pursued the enemy, broke away from their contact with the large forces for a while, exposing their unprotected flanks to the Norman knights who were ready to fight, and was eventually charged with a gun by Norman. People defeated.

　　 But even so, Varangi's prestige is still lingering.

　　 "It seems that even the Varangians have fallen to this point~www.ltnovel.com~ Murad, who also realized this, snorted beside Justinian.

The Turkic guards beside 　　 immediately understood Murad's meaning and rushed down to help. The weapons and equipment in their hands are more sophisticated than others, but the range on the beach is a bit narrow after all. With the disintegrated Croats, the advantage of the cavalry on the battlefield is also reduced. Instead, Neuski and the others are more and more slaying. Up. Watching this scene, Murad frowned slightly, and it would be troublesome for most of the Croatian pirates who had fallen apart to escape back. There was not enough material to make a siege device in this place. With a wink, the rider beside Murad waved the battle flag to signal, and Arslan, who had been waiting for the order, immediately reacted.

"Archery! Aim at the Varangians!" On one side, Arslan led his troops toward the Varangians with bows and arrows. Because his people had been ambushed by Justinian before, they lost a lot of horses. Fighting on foot, but even then they are still excellent archers.

Seeing this scene, Justinian was slightly surprised. Although the Varangians were exceptionally brave, their equipment was not as sophisticated as the imperial army, and the powerful fighters facing the arrow rain were the same as ordinary people. If this goes on, these guys will undoubtedly die.

　　 At this moment, an unexpected scene happened. Justinian snatched the flag of the Turkic rider beside him and slammed straight towards the Valangi who was fighting bravely.

"Are you crazy?!" Murad looked at the shocking behavior of the young man in shock. The battle was about to come to an end. As long as these Varangians were to be eliminated, an overwhelming victory could be achieved. At this time, Justinian It was foolish to do so, and he immediately sent a team of cavalry to stop him.