Eagle Byzantium

Melo's counterattack this time deployed a total of nine detachments of two brigades.

In fact, since the second echelon landed on the skua ship, the outcome of the battle in Medea has been determined. Great Earl Mero has two fully-organized main brigades in his hands, as well as some elite cavalry and artillery. In addition, many local Plonian private soldiers in East Thrace are increasing their strength, and their strength has surpassed the opponent's Qipin. The combined forces of Yaminato's Little Roger and Titicius.

In fact, we really can't blame little Roger too much. He just followed the common sense that anyone would follow to judge the situation. He didn't expect that Constantinople would collapse so quickly.

Originally, little Roger was still waiting patiently for further reinforcements from Hungary and the emperor, but now he could only choose to escape.

Nine detachments, equipped with shooting corps and light artillery, formed three wings, left, center and right, and rushed toward the chaotic Razor Company. Because the right wing is coastal, only one detachment is equipped here to cover the shooting corps. There are three detachments on the left wing, and a full five detachments in the center. They quickly and powerfully use the spearmen to advance the front - once they advance to Little Roger's camp If there is a line between the fleet and the fleet, then what awaits the Razor Company will be a disastrous ending.

The Great Earl of Merlot personally commanded from behind, and beside him were the flag bearers with Turkic bronze drums hanging on their saddles. They kept beating the drums and commanded the advancing army in conjunction with the flag language.

The general opposite, Gonletto, was ashamed to abandon his rearguard.

Yes, although the retreat was very hasty and actually turned into an out-and-out rout, Gonletto still deployed seven squadrons to set up an ambush on the hill next to the passage that the team must pass through, as a false alarm. Defender.

Gritting his teeth, the mercenary general who was born into a Dalmatian nobleman resolutely rode back and personally commanded his rearguard. Braving the snow, Gonletto clamped his horse's belly with both feet, rushed to the edge of the hill and drew out his sword. The sword was pointed directly at the left wing of the Tarsus army, about fifty or sixty feet away. The leading skirmishers were approaching step by step, holding woolen wooden poles or pushing light shield carts.

Dozens of hired Italian crossbowmen stood up from behind the bushes and rocks around Gonletto. The crossbows and bow strings were making endless sounds. The crossbow arrows had various straight and interlaced trajectories, and most of them were shot into the ground. On top of the wool wooden pole held by the Tarsus skirmishers.

In a few seconds, several woolen rafts filled with crossbow shafts squeaked and turned. From the gap below, elite skirmishers carrying small sickles and long swords jumped out quickly. They acted skillfully and skillfully. Gonletto's Ambushing troops everywhere, forcing him to get up and fight with him, destroying Gonletto's ambush deployment, and then the follow-up brigade on the left wing pressed in like a mountain, lining up with terrifying spear tips and driving away Gonletto's rearguard.

Soon the right wing of the central front also launched attacks one after another.

I don’t know how Gonletto was rushed to the coast again by his own defeated troops. Anyway, he was riding a horse, and he was lucky not to be shot by a musket or a bow and arrow. He just walked around like this, with his subordinates running around and scattered everywhere. The discarded military flags and baggage, no one listened to his orders anymore, his Dalian team had been defeated.

On the vast and cold seaside, Gonleto abandoned his mount, took off his armor, and jumped into the waves. Fortunately, his body was very strong, and he was floating in the sea with some defeated soldiers, desperately chasing the platoon. The captain of the Venetian warship that finally weighed anchor and left was on good terms with Gonletto. He ordered all the crew and sailors to risk the danger and temporarily stop the ship to lend a helping hand to General Gonletto.

Gonletto, who desperately pushed away the bitter sea water, lost all hope. He knew what would happen to his subordinates who were stranded on the shore behind him.

At the same time, on the other side, in the two camps of Titicius and Mikhail, all the soldiers also moved, but they did not move with Little Roger. Many soldiers cursed the emperor for granting authority to a foreign prince. An act of stupidity that would tarnish the Roman Empire. , this caused such a disturbance that Titicius did not dare to assemble his troops and issue instructions. He could only quietly summon dozens of his personal guard cavalry, sandwiching the frustrated Emperor John in the middle, "Without flying the military flag, Head west to Adrianople, and then go to Thessaloniki!”

"Mikhail Eustace, he must be betraying me, right?" At this moment, the lead clouds swept across the sky again, and the wind and snow seemed to be coming again. John leaned on the saddle and looked at the gatherings everywhere in the camp. The soldiers who were running aimlessly asked Titicius.

"What's the use of talking about this now? Your Majesty, maybe the Eustace family will uphold their loyalty to the royal family." Taticius held on to a glimmer of hope.

As a result, when they rode across a dry earth embankment that separated the camps, many soldiers of the inner palace guard suddenly appeared with a noise. They shouted slogans to depose the emperor, flags waved, and arrows shot like the wind. John's greaves and saddle were each hit by an arrow, and he could only lower his head in fear, "Damn it, Titicius, Mikhail rebelled just after you said that."

To be honest, the stable manager has been enduring this for a long time.

The former emperor Alexios deliberately imitated the filthy atmosphere in the previous court (at the end of the Macedonian Dynasty, the atmosphere among women in the Eastern Roman palace was extremely corrupt) and made his wife serve like a prostitute to Raymond of Provence. He and Eudo Shia's loyalty to the Empire collapsed after that.

It is true that his family started out as a retainer of the Komnenos family. It was the emperor who brought him into the grand palace and gave his uncle, who was a eunuch, great power. But Alexios would not really respect him because the emperor always implemented the rule of the country like a Western lord. He no longer required himself to meet the standards of the ancient emperors, but regarded all his subjects and subordinates as slaves. He would only grant the most glorious titles and power to the closest family. The Komnenos were sitting in the first three rows. Even if he was the emperor's chief of guards, the emperor would still deprive him of everything and humiliate him severely if he was unhappy one day.

John was not much better after he succeeded to the throne. Although he was given the title of stable master and was responsible for the command of the palace guards and cavalry, he blinded his uncle, detained his wife and the wife of Diogenes as hostages, and deposed Eudoxia's brother Agraphi and exiled him to Thessaly in disguise. If it wasn't for the fight against Gawain, Mikhail believed that John would definitely be the first to deal with him.

Now is the last chance to show meritorious service, at least he has to continue his family.

A correct version in the 16-9 book forum!

The emperor's family is a family, and so is my family! This is what Mikhail is thinking now.

As for Eudoxia in the imperial capital, she had made a wish to leave before he set out, and her fate was entrusted to God! If God really doesn't miss her, what can he do?

But Mikhail didn't know that John and Titishius were among the cavalry he ambushed (the Turkish general covered his head). He was on the earth embankment and saw that several of the other cavalry were not shot down, but braved the snow that was falling again and rushed towards Adrianople. He ordered all the archers and infantry, "We'll go and rob Titishius's camp anyway."