"It's reinforcements, our reinforcements have arrived!" The ecstatic soldiers, despite being seriously injured, still used their last bit of strength to shout happily.

They finally waited for reinforcements from the north, and almost everyone's eyes turned to the direction pointed by the soldier in the distance. On the hillside in the morning light, a figure of a horseman appeared alone at first, but gradually

One by one, figures slowly sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Turkic cavalry armed with lances appeared behind the Venetians in a dusty manner. As they attacked Fort Viscari with all their strength, the Venetians did not have the slightest defense against their backs.

"This is--"

This suddenly caused the Venetian army, which had a chance of victory, to panic. They climbed all the way to the city and almost conquered the walls of Fort Viscari with their absolute strength. Once the walls of the castle were taken, then

Their iron hoofs can no longer be stopped.

But at this time, almost all Venetians did not expect that the Greeks actually had reinforcements. However, Ranieri, who commanded the entire army, did not panic. He had already anticipated this possibility.

Although this is the worst case scenario, he has already prepared for it.

"Don't panic, gentlemen! Don't be afraid of the pagan cavalry. Even though the Greeks have these barbaric Turkic cavalry, what we hold in our hands is the iron spear of God. Anyone who blasphemes against God will die! Remember

The stigmata of St. Mark protects Venice forever!”

"Sir Peter, Sir Noel! Form a shield wall to resist the enemy. They have come from afar and are already exhausted. Repulse them and let us completely crush the delusions of the Greeks in the city!"

Ranieri Dandolo, who had already arranged a reserve team, was waiting for this moment. The number of Turkic cavalry among the Byzantines was absolutely impossible, and they came from the distant Tripolis and were already exhausted.

It was so unbearable that he was confident that he could destroy it with his spearmen.

And this was also clear to Justinian on the top of the city. He was not overjoyed when he saw the arrival of reinforcements like others. On the contrary, he looked solemn. What was going on?

Nevsky and the others commanded an army that originally did not have enough combat effectiveness, but instead deliberately attracted attention. This would not have the effect of a sudden attack at all. If they could not give the Venetians a heavy blow, if they failed, they would be a heavy blow to the Byzantine defenders in the city.

a huge blow.

By then, even if he was not sure he could keep the morale of the soldiers in the city to continue to resist.

I saw that, as expected, the Venetian army showed no signs of dispersion. The siege troops in front showed no intention of slowing down the attack, while the reserves behind turned around to form square formations and shield walls, guarding the Turks lined up on the uphill slope.

cavalry.

"Form up!" Sir Peter shouted, blowing the marching horn, while the reserve troops under his command got into formation in an orderly manner.

The Venetian army walked out along the mouth of the canyon, and saw that they had gathered into a huge formation, facing the sudden appearance of the Turkic cavalry without any fear. Heavy broad-faced shields were placed in front of them, and the iron spears in their hands were placed on the shields.

It pokes out from above, forming a steel forest that is airtight.

These are extremely elite urban volunteers in Venice. They can afford extremely expensive armor. Although they are not as brave as professional soldiers, their sophisticated equipment is enough to make up for this. Behind them are many lightly armed archers holding compound bows.

, connected in a line, and at the same time prepared for defense. These archers from the *** community are also elite members of the Venetian army. That is why Ranieri sent them to the back as a reserve. It is to deal with this kind of attack

Condition.

As for the last ones, there are the foot knights wearing chain armor and holding broad swords. They are nobles for hire. They lost their horses and equipment in the previous battle with the Byzantine heavy armored cavalry, but they can still be used as extremely elite heavy armor.

The infantry, who hold down the formation, no one will have any doubts about. Their armor and weapons shine extremely dazzlingly in the bright sunshine. They form a strict formation and follow the army's battle formation. They are not only against the soldiers in front.

A kind of support is also a kind of deterrence.

"Kill all the Turks! Long live Venice!"

Sir Noel roared and shouted, raising the sword in his hand, while the brave soldiers behind him also waved their weapons fanatically, cursing and mocking at the Turks on the mountain who had not yet launched an attack.

At this moment, on the mountain, the person commanding the cavalry was Arslan, who had arrived overnight. He looked at the neat military formation of the Venetian army at the foot of the mountain, and at the same time looked at the dangerous Fort Viscari on the other side.

Arslan, who was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

Pulling out the Damascus knife from his waist, Arslan did not look back, but just said lightly: "Fight for your freedom, charge with me - kill!"

Arslan, who urged the horse and held the reins, followed the inertia and rushed towards the waiting Venetians in front of him without any hesitation or timidity. Behind him, the Turkic cavalry also followed him towards the Venetian people.

The army looks upon death as if it were home.

Looking at these Turks, Sir Peter, who was commanding the army, sneered, "We are vulnerable. It turns out that there are only such a few people. Lord Dandolo didn't make a fuss about it -"

But before he could finish his words, the smile on his face froze in the next second, because the scene in front of him shocked him. Not only him, but also the Venetian soldiers who were originally full of confidence.

His face was also full of blank fear.

Behind the Turkic cavalry rushing down the mountain, hundreds of Tatar cavalry washed down the hillside like a tide and rushed towards the Venetians.

Ranieri Dandolo, who witnessed all this, was speechless for a long time and murmured:

"Oh my God! What the hell..."

It is normal for the Byzantines to have Turks as mercenaries, but he was not mentally prepared at all to face such a staggering number of Tatars, not only Ranieri Dandolo, but also Justinian who was on top of the city at the moment.

Also very shocked.

Except for some Kipchaks under his command, there was obviously no such fierce Tatar talent to deal with. Looking at these nomadic horseback people on the Black Sea coast, Justinian finally understood why Arslan dared to lead his army directly to charge the enemy.

Although reckless, such a formation is enough to cause great panic.

When it comes to unfamiliar enemies, fear often comes first.

I saw Arslan rushing at the front. At this time, the cavalry rushing towards Venice with huge inertia was only a stone's throw away from the enemy's military formation. Arslan shouted at the Tatar cavalry under his command:
Chapter completed!