"Please follow me, Lord Senna!" Sir Baptist dismounted with Viscount Senna. It would be too obvious to continue to fight on the horse. At this time, you can just take advantage of the damage caused by the current defeat to escape here as soon as possible.

Although the defeat in this battle is now inevitable, if Viscount Sena, who is the commander of the army, encounters any mistakes, there will be no suspense in the hands of the Greeks.

This was indeed the best choice. The defeated Latin army completely blocked the sight of the garrison commander Leo and the armored cavalry he led. The opponent even abandoned the battle flag and could not judge the other party's position.

This is a big deal. Although the Achaean army was defeated, swallowing it in one breath will inevitably cause huge losses. Therefore, being able to capture the opponent's commander is the best solution, but there are people everywhere on the battlefield, making it impossible for them to determine the location of Viscount Sena.

Justinian had noticed this scene at this moment. Looking at the Latin army gradually being surrounded and compressed, the young man knew that if the enemy who could not retreat could fight like this, the end of the war would suddenly change, which was definitely not what he wanted to see.

The other party is gone, is it possible that he has escaped? No, it is impossible, no one can break through successfully in such a short time!

Justinian's mind was running rapidly, quickly denying the possibility that the Latin commander had escaped. Then there was only one explanation. The other party should have dismounted and sneaked into the defeated army, so he could not find his trace.

This is a problem!

Justinian's heart sank. He had to say that the other party's risky means did cause him a lot of trouble, but this does not mean that he would be helpless.

Justinian, who had made a decision in his heart, rode out alone. Before the guards around him could react, they saw that they had rushed into the chaotic crowd.

The bright red battle flag in Justinian's hand and the black fox patterns painted on it were particularly conspicuous, so the time attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

"Justinian, what are you doing? Come back quickly!" Neustinian was shocked when he saw this scene, but he had no time to stop him. It was obvious that the winner had already been decided, and Justinian's sudden disruption was like a child's willfulness.

At the same time, they also noticed Viscount Sena and Sir Baptist who were mixed in the crowd. They obviously did not expect that the other party would make such a crazy move. Justinian was coming towards the direction where Viscount Sena fled. The time of the time made Senafanis lose his soul, thinking that his whereabouts had been exposed to the other party.

But Sir Baptist beside him stopped the panic-wracked viscount beside him in time and said, "Sir Fanes, please calm down, the other party should not have discovered us yet!" Baptist was sure that they were not so easy to be discovered by the other party, but with Justinian's intelligence, they should have noticed their intentions.

"Then... that's good, then we'd better leave here quickly and not be discovered!" Senna, who was still scared, was completely like a frightened bird at this time. He no longer had his opinion that everything would follow Baptist's decision beside him, and he was not as stubborn as before. He just wanted to break out immediately.

But at this moment, Sir Baptist stopped, as if thinking about something in his heart, and a look of struggle appeared in his expression as he looked at the Justinian man galloping in the distance. After a moment, he finally made a decision:

"No, we will lead him over!"

"What, are you crazy?" Viscount Sena exclaimed, and he didn't expect that Baptist, who had always been conservative, would make such a crazy decision, which was completely beyond his expectations.

But Baptist shook his head and said, "Please believe me, Lord Senna, this is probably the only chance we can successfully leave here..." Although he was mixed in the fleeing crowd, the Greeks' encirclement had been closed, and it was not easy to break out, but the other party was afraid of the loss, so he did not move. At this time, Justinian's appearance gave Baptist, who was almost desperate, a glimmer of hope.

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On the other hand, as Sir Baptist speculated, Justinian, who rushed into the enemy's camp, did not find their traces. The chaotic crowd was dazzling, and from time to time, he could be attacked by attacks on the enemy, which forced Justinian to be wary of. However, the young man still had no intention of giving up, and rushed on with the military flag in his hand.

At this moment, Justinian suddenly glanced over the crowd and suddenly locked in a target. The iconic battle helmet and chain mail battle robe were definitely not owned by ordinary people. It was obvious that he finally knew the target - the commander of the Latin army was indeed mixed in. Justinian, who did not hesitate, immediately slapped his horse and chased after him with a long roar.

"Where to go!"

Riding on a war horse, he used the battle flag in his hand as a spear. Justinian rode alone and entered the land as if he had entered a no-man. The Latin army, which had already retreated step by step, climbed like a wave and split, leaving the way to go and let Justinian catch up.

Seeing Justinian was about to catch up with him, several people suddenly rushed out from both sides with long halberds and stabbed him out. Justinian's horse jumped up and almost lifted him off his horse. The man who had escaped from his death saw this scene and quickly took off his helmet, revealing not Viscount Senna's face but Baptiste. He heard him roaring suddenly:

"Catch him and don't let him go!"

Baptist, who deliberately disguised himself as Viscount Sena, was for this moment. As long as Justinian was captured, all the battle situation would be completely reversed. At this moment, he had fallen into this dangerous situation, and Baptist had to give it a try. Justinian was indeed trapped, and the soldiers who had already ambushed him rushed up from all over the place. No matter how powerful the man in front of him was, he would never have the possibility of fighting back.

But at this moment, Justinian immediately did not feel afraid or panic at all. He did not lose his balance and roll over and fall from the horse. Instead, he kicked the saddle with an incredible body move and rushed directly to Sir Baptist who was caught off guard.
Chapter completed!