"Break them down! Kill--" The moment Arslan gave the order, the Turkic cavalry under his command immediately spread out toward the wings, and the overwhelming Tatars rushed towards the panicked Venetians. Even though the commanders shouted not to panic, the fear overcame discipline for the first time facing such an enemy.

"Woo--" These Tatars made wolf-like roars and rode their own war horses toward the Venetian battle formation.

Ranieri didn't believe his eyes. These barbaric nomadic people rushed towards the fully armed Venetian army without any timidity. The soldiers were stunned. Looking at them, they felt that the tide was rushing towards them to drown them-but after all, these Venetian soldiers had been through a long battle formation, and they immediately regained their calmness amid the command of the commander.

"Shoot the arrow!"

At the command, the archers and crossbow archers in the middle of the military formation used crossbows at the same time, and violently shot out a deadly cluster of arrows, shooting at the Tatars who rushed towards them, trying to interrupt the enemy's charge with the rain of arrows. Although these Tatar cavalry seemed fierce, their equipment was very simple, covered with fur and no metal armor. The leading Tatar cavalry caught off guard and were shot through without time to compare. The ground was covered with casualties and wounded, and a large area of ​​war horses lacking armor fell down.

But this did not curb the wild charge of the Tatar army at all.

As they got closer, the Tatars took off the short bow on their waists and picked up the arrows and put on the arrows almost as fast as the powerful crossbow. The compound bows in their hands, although the range was short, were very powerful. The dense array of Venice, which originally raised the battle flag, was instantly penetrated by this fierce rain of arrows. At first, they raised their shields and spears high, and they were full of confidence to face the enemy. They were in chaos because the Tatars' armor-breaking arrow rain even passed through the shields and shot through their armor, which made the off guard Venetian army's battle formation a little panicked, and this small flaw gave them the enemy the opportunity to seize.

The Tatar cavalry that accelerated towards the Venetians jumped up and stepped directly over the huge shield, rushed into the group of infantry to chop and kill. The barbaric Tatars raised their maches and scimitars, causing the bloody battle in the Venetian army to be swept up in an instant. The Venetians who tried their best to resist the enemy, roared and roared, but nothing was helpful.

"How could this happen?" Ranieri Dandoro, who was shocked and angry, was caught off guard. He could not believe it as his elite rear army easily tore a crack by the Tatars.

Maximilian said incisively: "The enemy attacked from a high place from the mountain, and the number of people was superior. Such a charge would inevitably be unable to be supported even if the well-equipped infantry was. Lord Dandoro, if this continues, our army will be defeated sooner or later. Please withdraw the siege army and defeat these Tatars with all their might, so that I can defeat the enemy!"

In the current situation, there is no longer any battle between the two fronts. Maximilian knew that if this continues, they would likely repeat the same mistakes. They had planned carefully, but these Greeks would always reveal new cards and make them overwhelmed.

"That's all." In desperation, Ranieli knew that he could only withdraw the army that was still siege. Beside him, Maximilian, Peter Noel, Joseph, and Draven all gathered under his military flag. "Our left wing is a bay that can be used as a natural barrier. The Greeks behind have been severely injured and have no power to fight again. Defeat these Tatars with all their strength. As long as they are destroyed, everything will be over!" Ranieli roared with his long sword high.

"Attack with all your might, fight to the death, kill all these Tatar wild dogs from the grassland! Dedicate the victory to Venice, to Saint Mark, kill--" In Ranieri's order, the Knight Draven personally drove the horse and led the elite heavy cavalry to rush towards the Tatars. This move instantly inspires everyone, whether it is infantry or cavalry, the unshakable Venetian army that had already dispersed once again gathered together to siege the Tatar cavalry wildly.

At this time, the Tatar cavalry's charge finally slowed down. At the end of the force, the Venetians holding spears immediately surrounded them from both sides. Although the Tatars immediately drew their swords, raised their hammers or axes to kill them, once the terrifying charge stopped, the cavalry became the target of all soldiers on the battlefield. The anger of the loss of comrades just now swept over like a volcano eruption. The soldiers who rushed forward either stabbed the horses to death with long spears to drag the short Tatars off their horses, or smashed the other's heads with hammers. In the entire valley, the battle on the entire battlefield became more and more intense. The soldiers gathered to fight like sea sand, killing each other, and no one was willing to take a step back.

But obviously, at this time the Tatars gradually fell into a disadvantage. They were poorly equipped and once they fought with Venetian soldiers in hand-to-hand combat, they seemed to suffer a great loss. Any cold arrow could make a Tatar lose its combat effectiveness.

At this moment, the Turkic cavalry who had been on standby launched an assault on both sides. They rushed towards the back of the Venetians with spears in their hands, like a sharp knife thinking about giving a fatal blow to the heart.

It was exactly where the Venetian flag was located, and there was the Venetian commander, and almost all the elite were sent to siege the Tatars, so that the Turks rushed in in an instant without asking anyone to resist them.

It turned out that everything before was a cover. Although the Tatars were extremely powerful, they were still a little helpless when facing the well-equipped Venetians, and Arslan's assault beheading was even more successful in one fell swoop.

Seeing this scene, Justinian, who was covered in blood and unkempt on the top of the city, also clenched his fists tightly, and his whole heart seemed to be involved.

However, a sneer appeared on the face of Ranieridandoro under the military flag. Arslanton, who saw from afar, felt something was wrong. The next moment, a knight in gorgeous armor, wearing a heavy cavalry, suddenly rushed out and blocked the way of the Turkic cavalry under Arslan. Although the eyes in the knight's barrel helmet could not be seen, Arslan felt that the other party was watching him, like a lion looking at the prey in front of him. The other party was already prepared for this! Arslan's heart sank, but he and the brave Turkic warriors around him still drew out their long swords and prepared to fight the enemy to death.

"There are our enemies ahead and behind, and we have no way to retreat, but we must make the enemy tremble and grief. Even if we are completely wiped out, we must leave our enemies with fear of us!" Arslan took a deep breath, shouted suddenly, and then waved the Damascus sword in his hand and led the cavalry to rush towards the Venetian Knight in front of him again.

Justinian's eyes were filled with haze on the city wall not far away, and the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed because of the arrival of reinforcements. Could it be that the last hope was about to be shattered? Suddenly, Justinian was stunned and threw his eyes to the entire battlefield. Only then did he notice that from beginning to end, Arslan led his army to rescue, but Neuski did not appear. He did not think what the Valangi man said at the beginning was empty, but the man did not appear on the battlefield at this moment, which made Justinian's heart a little confused. However, suddenly a huge burst sounded in the ground, which suddenly pulled him back from his thoughts.
Chapter completed!