Eagle Flag of Epirus Chapter 91

At this time Boniface's expression gradually became gloomy. He thought he could rely on his elite Italian crossbowmen to crush the morale of the Greek army. But looking at the invincible Greeks, he finally knew that the enemy he was facing was no longer the Byzantine soldiers who had been depleted, but a truly elite division.

Not being careless, Boniface mobilized heavy troops to suppress the assault of the Greek army, and on the other side arranged stragglers to outflank the wings and prepare fire support with arrows and javelins. This move immediately attracted the attention of the Roman army. , I saw soldiers holding shields on both sides immediately formed a shield wall defense, but no further casualties occurred.

Boniface has been fighting for a long time, and he understands that whether a war can be won depends not on bravery but on the momentum of the entire army. So in any case, he didn't hesitate to put his talents into this **** battle. As long as the seemingly unstoppable momentum of the Greeks was defeated, then all subsequent battles would suddenly become clear.

"Withstand, no one of the forwards must retreat. As long as the Greeks in the front are defeated, the others will not be a concern." Amid the roar of Boniface, the infantry in heavy suits also formed. The shield wall, with hooks and spears in hand, faced the Roman army attacking them.

The soldiers on the two sides of the attack have already held their breath and are ready to go. The two army formations were originally quickly approaching, but as the two steel torrents are about to collide together, the distance between them is now in theirs. But in my heart it seemed as if there was an unbridgeable gap.

But after all, the collision of fire and sword is inevitable. I saw that Boniface's elite northern Italian mercenaries and Justinian's trump card Moria's new army finally fought together. And the cheering cheers that started shaking the flag and shouting were quickly swallowed by the clank of swords and the wailing of death and injury. The two armies brave enough fell into a stalemate at the moment of contact-the zheng shield of the Byzantine army and the Italian The shield wall made up of long shields is squeezed together, while the soldiers behind are wielding long-handled weapons, stabs or stabs, in order to kill the enemy on the opposite side, and this approach to combat requires partners. Of absolute trust and cooperation.

Boniface just saw this at this moment, and he had already taken a look at his rival, Moria's little fox.

Obviously, this new army of Moria is indeed comparable to the brave mercenaries under his command, or even worse. According to what he learned, these troops were in Justinian's hands for no more than half a year, and most of them were formerly composed of stragglers who were defeated by the Achaean Marquis—how much can they reshape the soul of an army? It's not easy. Boniface, who crawled out of the dead man's pile, knew it better. It was much more difficult than just pulling up a team. Thinking of this, Boniface finally realized that the Byzantine army that had been reluctant to retreat was not stupid, but indeed had such confidence.

"Very good, indeed very good. No wonder they Gottfrey and the others will be defeated by this kid. They are not wronged at all. It's just... if you only have these means, there is no chance of winning." Even at this moment, the Latin Army The striker was somewhat overpowered, Boniface was still not in a hurry. This situation was originally expected by him, but looking up at the sky, the time should be almost now. Thinking of this, and looking at the Greek who seemed to be still defenseless, Boniface showed a smile that belonged to the victor in advance.

"Lord Justinian, look!"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes from the northwest of the battlefield, and the whole earth seemed to be trembling, approaching here with a destructive aura. Looking at the cavalry figure looming in the smoke and dust, ordinary Byzantine soldiers had a cold feeling in their hearts at this moment. They were already familiar with the cavalry charge of the Latins-it was unbearable even for the walls of Babylon, moreover. What's more, what about their flesh and blood?

Just as the riots in the army were repeating, a roar repressed the chaotic military spirit.

"Those who dare to escape, kill without mercy!"

Just listening to Justinian's ruthless voice echoed in everyone's ears, and the crossbowmen who supervised the battle by his side also made any timid soldier had to choose to fight to the death, whether it was Moria's new The army or the armed forces of other Byzantine nobles and even the guards of Prince Theodor are treated equally. They who have no way to retreat are equivalent to fighting back, even if they step back to meet them is the abyss of death~www.mtlnovel.com~ At this moment, the sound of rolling horses is getting closer, and it is Thessaloniki that broke through the dust. On this side of the kingdom, the two Viscounts Rothkot and Mars and their knights. They worked tirelessly and finally completed a long-distance roundabout, which was like a sharp knife pounced on Justinian's army from the flanks—this is Boniface's real intention, that is, to destroy the Greek army. Command center. The battlefield has always moved the whole body, once the Chinese army is eliminated, then the morale of the Byzantine soldiers will inevitably fall apart.

While many people were panicking, Justinian sitting in it was still as calm as before, and even a knowing smile appeared on his face when he saw the Latin cavalry attacking the flanks.

Sure enough, the tactics of these Latins were still so old-fashioned, and it didn't surprise him at all.

At this time, Justinian finally ordered the banner officer beside him to wave the battle flag as a signal on the battlefield. At this time, a Roman cavalry who had been waiting for a long time in the flanking formation was immediately killed. Coming out, rushed from the front to the attacking Latin knights.

"What?!" The Viscount Latin, who subconsciously exclaimed at this scene, did not expect the Greeks to have been prepared for a long time. They were caught off guard and directly ushered in by the chief of Anastasius's guard Salius. The sharp spears in the hands of the heavy cavalry and the armor-piercing mace—the elite of these elites inherited the essence of Emperor Manuel's military reforms. Just as soon as they confronted, the Roman cavalry in heavy armor ripped apart the formation of the Latin knights with a terrifying charge, causing dozens of Latin knight casualties in an instant.

A terrible chill enveloped my heart, and the Latin knights did not even make the next step. The Greek heavy cavalry who returned to their horses swallowed them like a torrent of steel...

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