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Chapter 67: Fighting hard

The retreat of the Bulgarian army caused the task of siege to fall on the Roman army. Most of the soldiers from peasants were probably worse than the Hantes. However, they could only push the siege tower and move towards the battlefield nervously.

Before the attack, the orthodox priests in the army had made a notice and prayed for victory.

"God blesses us heresy who invade our land, and the great victory belongs to the empire!"

There was only one such sentence of prayer lingering in my ears, and the Greek soldiers tried hard to forget their fear and prepared to fight against the enemy. However, the embassy arrows from the Latins were overwhelming and endless.

Roman soldiers with only one zither-shaped shield were killed and injured in the face of the dense rain of arrows. They lacked training so much that they could dodge and defend against long-range attacks. In fact, they were still worth a fight, and they probably only had less than a quarter of the veterans in the war.

Hundreds of soldiers were killed in a flash, and among the people who fell to the ground with arrows, there were many living people who were wailing continuously. But no one would pay attention to them, and the siege troops would not stop moving forward because of them.

Justinian also looked as firm as iron, because there was no sacrifice on the battlefield, and hesitation caused by any guilt and apology was the greatest harm to the soldiers.

A special long ladder was loaded onto the top of the city, and the veterans were the backbone of the siege troops. Compared with other auxiliary soldiers, they seemed fearless. They climbed quickly and were sensitive to avoiding falling bows, falling rocks and dangerous tinder oil.

Some of these people fell, some fell to death, but did not retreat. Because before the attack, Justinian had made a generous promise that anyone who climbed the city wall would receive a generous reward, and even if they died in battle, their families could be properly placed. Although I don’t know if this was just empty talk, it was already "merciful" compared to the lord who regarded them as cannon fodder.

Is it that I am silently becoming an unwilling corpse or a warrior who lost ground in the restoration empire with such belief, the Roman soldiers who were still a little timid at the beginning finally entered the state, climbing the ladder, and at this time the city was looking at.

"kill--"

A roar was to vent hatred for the Latins and relieve fear in his heart. He revealed his hideous face, and the defenders of Thessalonika who were guarding the city wall were also startled by this scene.

Although the border guards had poor equipment and were weak in their arms, many of them were militias in the Latin army. Seeing the defeated generals attacking so wildly, these people's hearts were trembling and sweating in cold sweat.

"Kill them all, no one will be left!"

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"Push the ladder down! Quick!"

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"Don't stand still! Shoot the arrow!"

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"Long live the empire for all these Latin wild dogs!"

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The shouts continued for a long time. In order to repel the attack of the Bulgarian army, the first batch of Latinos used up the oil tanks, so they could only choose to fight with the Greek army on the city wall.

Dennister supervised the battle behind his soldiers, holding his long sword and shouting for command.

"Hold on, don't be afraid of these defeated generals of your former soldiers. Repel them, and glory will belong to you!" This man still had no intention of leaving the front line at this moment. Although he could not understand what the commander opposite was intending, if he was not wrong, the black fox's battle flag should belong to the man named Justinian.

Even though they were in Macedonia, they had heard of his performance in Molia. The intuition told Dennister that the other party's intention to do this was not a simple attack. Because of this, he did not dare to slacken at all.

But at this moment, a loud bang not far away attracted everyone's attention.

I saw that the huge rock shot by the catapult finally smashed a corner of the city wall. It was an old city wall that was relatively fragile and low in the past, and it could not withstand the fierce attack just now. Seeing this scene, the Roman army, which was originally tense and in danger due to hard fighting, saw a glimmer of hope in the darkness. Then soldiers who were like chicken blood swarmed up and rushed directly into the narrow gap in an attempt to break the deadlock at this moment.

They were greeted by Latin infantry holding tomahawk shields behind the city wall. These reserves of mercenaries were always on guard for unexpected needs. Even if the city wall was once tight, the Marquis Denniste did not use their intention.

At this moment, they finally came in handy to fight with the Roman army. Although they were not many, they were all experienced many battles and did not decide the winner for a while. Under the remote control of Marquis Dennister, Thessalonika's reserve team defeated the attacking Roman soldiers while carrying deer forts and earthen bags to fill the gap in the city wall. Over time, the battle situation became more and more stalemate, and more and more people fell down.

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"We have a chance, Lord Justinian!" Unexpectedly, the trencher we got from the Pisa people really came in handy. Arslan, who saw the city wall being broken through from a distance, was overjoyed and believed even more of what Justinian said.

The attacking Roman army also became more and more morale. At one time, a small team successfully eliminated a piece of the enemy on the city wall. They took a tower and inserted the imperial flag on it, which shocked the entire city of Thessalonica. The Latins rushed to the sinking city tower and gathered heavy troops to barely recapture the city tower. However, at a loss, the defenses around them were also broken through to several places, and they became more and more likely to catch their clothes.

But only Justinian's face was still solemn, and the blue eyes seemed to be hidden in their eyes, without any joy because of the victory on the front line.

At this moment, the sudden appearance of another army on the battlefield changed the situation again. Not only the two sides fighting between Justinian and Thessalonika, but also the Tsar Karoyan who had been watching the battle, were suddenly stunned.

A fierce army rushed in from the northwest. The mighty body of the northerners should not be too noticeable in the Roman army! This is obviously an elite Bulgaria unit, with as many as three thousand people, just like a whirlwind. They suddenly joined the battle but made Tsar Karoyan, who was watching the battle behind, look pale, and his eyes were almost spitting fire, and he couldn't help but roar-
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