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"A bunch of useless cowards!" Seeing that the infantry in front was actually defeated by a dozen Latin knights, the Sultan of Kehoslu was furious, berating these villagers from Krolu Mountain for being so vulnerable, and then ordered his subordinates. The Gulam cavalry under the palace tent went to fight to save the defeat.

　　 "Kill all the Franks for me!" Sultan Roma ordered, if he couldn't solve such a small group of Latins, what's his face!

　　 Under the order of the Sudan, hundreds of Gulams who were guards of the Chinese army camp immediately flew on their horses, dressed and draped into battle and rushed to the Latin knights.

　　 Although Theodor Lascaris who saw this scene felt uncomfortable, he looked at the side of the Turkic Sultan and was determined, so he could not object to anything.

　　 When the Roma Sultan’s Gulam Cavalry Guard joined the battlefield, the situation immediately changed. Under the orders of the Gulams, the rout soldiers finally stopped the chaos, because everyone who dared to retreat was killed. The Roma soldiers looked at these heavy cavalry tremblingly. They were elite troops raised by the Sultans and Emirs of the East. Most of them were of slave origin. They received strict training and brutal screening since childhood. Elite. The Roma infantry, who had been in a mess, finally stabilized their position and stopped retreating. Seeing the gulam rider in harness rushing into the formation and fighting with the Latin knights, the Roma infantry was immediately inspired, as if And You Rong Yan.

　　 Outside the Brown Valley, the Marquis of Plessis is leading his troops and horses to line up. He watched the Latin knights and the Guram cavalry interspersed and killed each other, with complex expressions on his face. If it wasn't for Baron Clevoud and his Bretonian knights to buy time for him, Brown Valley couldn't bear it with his hands.

　　 "Master Marquis, everything is ready." The subordinates rushed to report.

"Blow the horn immediately and let the Norman bring his people back." Although he still has prejudices in his heart, but at such a juncture, the Marquis of Plessis will not have any ambiguity, and will be released in accordance with the agreement between Clevoud signal.

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On the other side, Clevoud and his Breton knights are still fighting with the Gulam cavalry. Both sides are very skilled in equestrianism. The whole body including each other's horses are armed to the teeth, and it is difficult to separate for a while. Win or lose.

　　 Despite facing several times the number of enemies on their side, the Bretonian knights are still very calm and show no signs of panic. This is the excellence of Bretons. Unlike the knights in other noble lands in the Kingdom of France, Bretons have good self-discipline in addition to bravery and can be better on the battlefield. Cooperate with each other without authorization and recklessness.

In command of the vassals of these families, Baron Klevou is like an arm, and the knights who form a wedge formation are not disadvantaged by the Turkic masses. On the contrary, the Guram cavalry is tired of chasing, but they can't do it. Improper cooperation couldn't stop Kleivu and his men at all.

　　 "Let the arrow!"

The frustrated Gulam cavalry hung up their long spears and took off the short bows at their waists and shot at the Latin knights in an attempt to kill them in this way, but when a sparse rain of arrows flew from behind, Baron Clavou ordered immediately. Their own knights reflexively fight with themselves. When the Gulam cavalry were still shooting their bows and arrows to aim at the Latin knights, they suddenly realized something was wrong, and the Bretons who had been entangled with them came towards them.

　　 The gulams who screamed badly quickly put down their bows and arrows to prepare for the enemy, but at this time the Latin knights had already completed the acceleration and launched a charge towards them.

　　 Clay Wuping held his spear and shouted: "Long live your majesty Henry!" The Bretonian knights behind him also responded loudly. The gathered Baron Klevu and his men pierced the Roma Sultan’s Ghulam cavalry like a sharp knife. Turkic people who are completely defenseless can only pull out a waist sword or a lion wild hammer holding a round shield to protect their chest. But under the lance charge, all beings are equal.

　　 When the extremely strong penetrating force passed through Kleiwu's flat spear, a Turkic man who was pierced through the chest under the chain mail was directly lifted off the ground by the little Kleiwu Baron, but the barrel of the gun broke immediately. After several rushes, the long-rod weapon in his hand was finally somewhat unsupported. The same Breton knights, like Clevou, drew out broadswords and continued to fight with the Roma. Blood soaked the robe. In an instant, more than a dozen Guram cavalry fell to their deaths.

　　 At this moment, behind the brown valley mountain pass, the long horn from the Marquis of Plessis suddenly sounded.

　　 That is the signal that Baron Klevu has agreed with the other party! Immediately without any hesitation, the young nobleman immediately ordered his knights not to fall in love with each other~www.ltnovel.com~ to retreat to the rear.

　　 Like a low tide, the Latins who were still in a stormy wave just retreated like this. The other Gulams were dumbfounded. When they reacted, the Latins outside the encirclement that they had broken through had already escaped.

　　 "Never let them go!"

　　 has been killed and wounded so many companions, but until now the Latin Knights have not had a single casualty. How could the Gulams who had suffered such humiliation give up? They did not hesitate to chase after them.

This scene was seen by Lascaris, who was watching the game. He immediately suggested to the Sultan Kehoslu: "The Gulams should be allowed to withdraw, Sultan, this may be a trap." It was clear that the opponent had the upper hand just now. At this time, he suddenly retreated, and Theodorton felt bad.

But what responded to him was the anger of the sultan, "Are you questioning the strength of my subordinates Gazis?" Kehoslu I said. The unfavorable situation ahead made him faceless, and now he just wants to remove those The corpses of the Latins were shattered, and the Sultan did not accept Theodor Lascaris's advice. Instead, he ordered his palace guards to supervise the battle, asking them to conquer the small valley in front of them this time.

　　 "Whoever wins this valley, I have a lot of rewards. I will reward him with a hundred acres of land and ten pounds of gold if he cut off the head of a Frankish knight!"

Sultan Kehoslu’s order of reward soon spread to the whole army, and the army of tens of thousands of people boiled over time. Who can not be excited about such a reward, even though the morale of the Roma army was somewhat low by the battle just now. But at this time, the soldiers in the army geared up to attack the Latins in Brown Valley, and they were about to crush the enemy into powder.