Eagle Flag of Epirus

　　The Achaean army desperately tried to get out of the jungle, but all this was in vain. The bows and arrows of the Qincha people had already smashed the guts of these Latins. They were desperate, but when they finally arrived at Linzikou, they saw a Turkic cavalry who had been waiting for a long time.

"God!" Looking at this scene, Valarian finally felt a sense of powerlessness. Only then did he realize that he had fallen into a Byzantine trap. The siege of Karamai was just a cover, and the other party's goal was actually Defenders of several other cities.

　　 It was Arslan who commanded this Turkic cavalry, and he was looking at the scarred Achaian army with a smile on his face.

The Turkic army opened its battle. Although the number was wrong, the knights of the Achaean army were exhausted. There were also Chincha ambushes in the jungle. Valarian knew if the Turkic army could not be destroyed like a hurricane. If so, they will inevitably die today without a place to bury them. And Arslan also understands this. He arranged many lightly armed archers holding compound bows in a line. The bows and arrows are aimed at the Achaian army, and the ones behind are fully armed. The Turkic warriors also lined up in a strict formation, ready to kill at any time.

　　 They have been replenishing their energy for a long time, but the Latins on the other side have already exhausted their energy in order to break out of the ambush.

Valarian, who was so nervous that he was breathless, realized that this time he was violent, but there were not many people looking at each other, and fluke was in his heart, he shouted to his subordinates. "Don't be afraid, just rush up with me, just like this, rush over in one go, as long as you kill it is a way of life, these Turkic heretics cannot resist the devout offensive of the believers of God."

　　 At this moment, only a stable military spirit can have a ray of life. Then the turbulent Latin army also became angry. Believe it or not, believe their commander, now that they have no retreat, then they can only fight to the death.

　　 Very quickly, Valarian also heard the footsteps of people coming from the forest behind him. It was the army ambushing in the forest that had killed him. Valarian knew that he could no longer hesitate.

　　 Then the man drew his sword and gave an order to charge, and the banner officer also held the cross and led the scarred Achaian army towards the Turkic cavalry.

　　 But Arslan was already ready to face the battle, he only listened to his order: "Let the arrow!"

Immediately, the archers in front of the position shot a deadly cluster of arrows. Although they were not Chincha people, these mountain people from the Balkans were also accustomed to bows and arrows. The first Achaean soldier was caught off guard and was shot. Wearing fell to the ground, and the Latin soldiers behind them continued to charge with their shields.

　　 almost shot out a cluster of arrows, and Valarian led the knight who was still able to move towards the Turkic warrior. Although Turkic cavalry has the advantage, Valarian is not timid, because as knights, their martial arts are one of a hundred, and they are not afraid of Turks at all. The swift lances attacked the Turkic warfare, and the Latin infantry who erected the flag of the cross behind them were also inspired. They raised their shields and spears, chanted the holy words, and killed the Turkic people. .

But even this kind of momentum did not scare the Turks. Hundreds of Turkic cavalry had already prepared for the battle. They were not the first group of people who encountered Western European knights fighting methods two hundred years ago. Already used to meet the charge of the lance. I saw that Arslan led his cavalry first to open their bows and arrows to shoot at the Achaean knight, then threw down their bows and arrows, raised the mace and scimitar, and killed them toward the Latin knight, and the horse crow stirred up smoke and dust. However, the Turkic warriors under Arslan's command broke out in several ways to outflank the Achaean army, and the two sides fought together in one group.

On the other side, under the banner of the Cross War, the Achaean army also rushed up, but they were greeted by archers who drew their swords and raised their maces. They would never allow these infantry with spears to threaten the Achaean knights. Turkic warriors.

　　 But obviously, as light infantry, the Balkan archers struggled to deal with the Latin heavy infantry. In an instant, their battle lines were already showing signs of collapse.

And Valarian who saw this also shouted: "Strike hard to defeat these infidels, and only then can we get out of the siege!" The man's words encouraged everyone, and the Achaean army rolled forward to fight with the Byzantine army. , Seeing that the Balkan archers were about to be defeated, but at the last moment, the Qincha people who had originally set up an ambush in the forest finally came out.

"Woohoo!" These nomads screamed like wild wolves. They couldn't hold back their killing intent. They saw the Qincha hanging up the bowstring and raising the short axe to rush towards the unsuspecting Latin. Behind the person.

　　 Now, Achaia's army fell into a front and back attack and became passive.

　　 Watching this scene, Valarian fell into despair. He knew that there was no hope of tearing the enemy's encirclement.

"Damn~www.wuxiaspot.com~The Turkic dog happens to be at this time--!" The furious man could only continue fighting with the trapped beasts. He couldn't figure out why this happened. Valarian regretted that he had gone nothing. Beware, if he could be more careful before, then the battle might be different. But now he and the Turkic people are fighting each other in a staggered fashion. People are waving and holding weapons, and the inferior Achaean knights are squeezing and fighting. There are fewer and fewer battles.

　　 Am I really going to die here?

　　 Valarian thought desperately, at this time the situation has become clear, the annihilation of the entire army is only a matter of time.

At this time, the battle on the entire battlefield became more and more fierce, and the Achaian army that had fallen into a deadlock was also dead in battle. Since it was all dead, it would be better to bring a few more pads. In one piece, they were all flesh and blood flying with one sword at random, but even so, the Turkic and Qincha people who went into battle lightly took advantage of the number and finally wiped out the Latins one by one.

　　 "Withdrawal!" It's not just who wanted to shout first, and when the Achaean army was completely destroyed, the soldiers scattered and wanted to escape. But the feather arrow shot away, and a scream sounded. Under the bows of the Qincha people, no one fell down with the arrow. The Latins dragged their weapons and turned around, trying to hide in the jungle, but none of them were able to go. Take off.

　　 Witnessing this scene, Valari was heartbroken. These are his subordinates. Even if he can escape this time by luck, he is lonely. And the next second, a cold voice sounded in him.

　　 "You can still distract yourself at this time, you really have you!"

　　 And please, then a mace suddenly dropped Valarian's helmet in the middle. The huge concussion and pain were mixed through the brain, and Valarian, whose eyes were black, fell to the ground with a plop.