Breaking down the Greeks is also the common idea of ​​all Serbs. As long as they break through the first line of defense of the Moria army, the next step will be massacre. At this moment, the rain curtain fell in the sky seemed to be torn apart by the cavalry of the Serbian cavalry. They rushed to the Greek array. They were determined to win, just to divide more spoils after victory, which was also the main reason why they reached a compromise with Latin Lady.

When the Serbs were about to rush into the Roman army, a small army suddenly stood up and arranged the formation, a team that the Latins had never seen before. They faced the enemy who was about to rush over without any panic. They saw that one of the soldiers was holding a long-handled crescent tomahawk in their hands, and an inconspicuous iron tube in their hands, holding oil paper in the front. Under the strange gaze of the Serbs, the army did not take up the battle axe to array to resist, but instead set up the iron tube that was neither long nor short on the black hole at the top of the crescent tomahawk inserted on the ground and aimed at the Serbian cavalry.

When the Greeks pointed the black hole at themselves, although the Serbs had never seen the things in the other party's hands, a creepy feeling suddenly came. In the subconscious, a thought suddenly arose.

Danger! A vigilant thought passed through my mind, but when they reacted, it was too late.

In the heavy rain, the Roman musketeer took out the flint that was kept dry in his arms, drew sparks, and immediately lit the lead. The blast musketeer wrapped in oil paper sprayed out dazzling flames at this moment, and the violent potential energy shot the lead out and shot at the unprepared Serbian cavalry.

However, the gun was not aimed at the person, but the war horse without armor below.

The loud "bang" sound was unexpectedly caught off guard by the Serbian cavalry. Although the power of the early muskets was not very impressive, the Roman muskets' mission was not to shoot the opposite cavalry but to scare the Serbian war horses that had never encountered muskets.

Sure enough, after a volley, the Serbians were in a mess in an instant. The frightened horse jumped up and was not controlled by the rider at all and overturned his master to the ground.

The cavalry whose charge was interrupted did not react at all. When they came to their senses, the crescent battle axe that was slashed by the Roman musketeers. The Roman soldiers rushed up and chopped the cavalry up and down the legs of the horse, which was like a massacre. In an instant, the morale of the Serbs collapsed, and the cavalry who could still urge the horses to go crazy, turning around and flee in a hurry. Alexander, who was still commanding the army to fight, did not know how this scene happened, and still tried to destroy the formation of the Roman army head-on.

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The battle between the Roman army and the Latin coalition had already reached a fever pitch. The two sides that formed the shield wall pushed each other with shields, inserted the long sword and spear in their hands into the gap and stabbed them hard.

In the small space, an army of tens of thousands of people was unfolding, making it impossible for everyone to stretch their fists. This was a battle to compete for the courage and tenacity of both sides. When they began to raise their shields and spears and charge towards the enemy in front of them, they were destined to have no room for their choice to retreat. Both sides bet their lives. This was a big gamble, and as long as anyone loses the bet, they will lose everything.

Looking at this scene, Alexander was determined to win. Although the Serbian cavalry in the rear were not in a hurry after being signaled, even if the raid failed, he was very sure to eliminate the Greeks here head-on.

This was indeed a big bet, but he had far more chips than the opponent. As long as the Greeks made a slight mistake, this victory was destined to belong to him.

Under the Cross Imperial Banner, Alexander and the Earl Senna beside him were watching the situation change in the battle. "Our army has obviously the advantage in numbers, but it is still impossible to defeat the Greeks." Alexander raised his whip and said with a hatred.

In response to this, Earl Senna said lightly: "That's because these Greeks are no longer the defeated generals of the past. Your Majesty, under the leadership of the little fox of Molia, they have become our most dangerous enemies."

"Of course I know this, otherwise I wouldn't have come here to command the battle in person, order everyone to attack, avenge all the dead before us, and eliminate these Greek cowards!" Alexander roared, driving the horse to the army formation himself to encourage everyone, and under his encouragement, the Latin soldiers rolled forward and fought with the Roman soldiers. At this moment, the rain finally subsided, and a ray of sunshine appeared on the battlefield covered by the clouds, but in the eyes of the soldiers who were red-eyed, the light had long disappeared and replaced by the scarlet red killer. Even after a heavy rain, the smell of blood in the air did not diminish at all.

The sound of killing was shocking, and the fierce battle between the Romans and Latins in the south continued. Although the number of Latins was superior, it was difficult to decide the victory or defeat for a while. In the city of Argos, the defenders also heard the movement and couldn't help but feel worried.

Especially Carlodesey, when he knew that the thing he was most worried about was still happening, he couldn't help but want to leave the city to respond, but was eventually dissuaded by his subordinates. Because although most of the main Latin people were transferred to the south, there was still a Latin army surrounding Argos at this moment. With this little person in their hands, they took the initiative to attack to death.

"We must go and rescue Lord Justinian!"

"But Lord Carlodsey, can you calm down? We have no way to control the situation of the battle. Even if we don't care about life and death, we must consider the civilians in the city!" Old John reminded that the burning, killing, looting of the Latins was their tragic memory not long ago.

Obviously, Carlodesai was unwilling to repeat such a thing, so he had to grit his teeth and choose to give up.

"Damn, these vicious and cunning Latin dogs!"

However, Carlodesai was struggling at the moment. They finally welcomed a new master. Under his leadership, Moria's army's combat power is now completely different from that in the past. But now, he and his army are in danger, but he can only watch this way.

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Although the situation in the narrow plains in the southwest seemed to be still stalemate, everyone actually agreed in their hearts that the Roman army was about to fail. But what they didn't know was that at this moment, they were the part of the cold-eyed viewing. Looking down from the mountain, Justinian watched as the Moria army led by Neuski was fighting against the enemy's array. They were fighting each other in an interlaced manner. People waved various weapons and fought each other. The blood in the chaos was even stained with their robes and could not distinguish them completely.

"The enemy's number is superior. If this continues, Neusky will definitely not be able to support it. The field army and border guards on both wings are already unable to support it. Lord Justinian! It's time for us to come on stage." Salius once again requested to fight, and this was also the wish of all the Roman soldiers behind him. Argos's burden is very small now, and there is only a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside the city, which cannot be achieved at all.

This time, Justinian did not reject his warriors' wish to fight, but pulled out the sword that had long been longing for blood-drinking, and said, "The revival of Rome, in this way, it is my honor for the soldiers of the Empire to fight with you. And with you following me, history will record it. This is the honor of the Empire. Follow me to fight!"

"kill"

The excited Roman cavalry jumped onto the war horse that had been eager to try, and followed Justinianbal's sword and shouted that they had been waiting for a long time this day.

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In the northeast corner of Argos, the legion led by the Grand Duke of Athens was responsible for besieging the last Greeks in the city. In everyone's opinion, these defenders were already dead, so more attention was placed on the decisive battle between the coalition forces and the Greeks in the southwest direction. Although Maximilian was regretful that he could not personally command this battle that was destined to be recorded in history to avenge his miserable defeat at the city of Athens that day, it was also a good feeling to be able to watch the Greeks destruction with his own eyes.

But just as he was full of complacency, a commotion suddenly came from outside the military tent.

"No, Grand Duke, no, Greeks, it was the Greeks who came to attack!" A wounded cavalry was in a panic, while the unhurried soldier rushed into his camp in panic, and his arrow was hit by an arrow. This scene immediately made Maximilian feel terrified.

Could it be that the defenders in Argos City took the initiative to attack? Maximilian, who was deeply confused, immediately rushed out of the barracks to explain clearly what happened, but when he left the camp, he was stunned by what he saw in front of him.

Behind the barracks where he was, there was a cavalry on the hillside, which did not belong to the Latin coalition at all. When the clouds in the sky completely dissipated and the sun was still hanging on the heavy hang of the war horses, Maximilian, who finally recognized the army, was frightened and cold.

He recognized this army because during the Battle of Athens, he watched the cavalry tear apart his troops. How could they appear here? Shouldn't they follow Justinian anytime and anywhere? Could it be that Justinian is back!

It was the ace army in Justinian's hands, super heavy cavalry. As the troops of the Moria's autocratic Duke, these warriors were all brave.

Now, about six hundred cavalrymen are breathing down the hillside, approaching the position fortified by the Latin army.

"charge!"

With a loud shout sounding halfway up the mountain, all the Duke's guards attacked at this time, and the rolling iron hooves were rushing in front of the unprepared Latins with oppressive sounds like a torrent.

Since the main forces had been completely taken away by Alexander, only a small part of the Latin army trapped in Argos remained behind. When they formed a weak formation, they felt the terrifying murderous aura from afar, and rushed to their faces, instantly becoming completely devoid of fighting spirit, and the momentum that was completely charged by the Roman cavalry was overwhelmed by the first move.

"Array defense is not allowed to spread out!"

No matter how Maximilian ordered, the defeated Latin army had long ignored the orders of the Duke. They either fled in fear or were so scared that they didn't even dare to move.

Without the protection of heavy cavalry, the Latin army collapsed instantly under the charge of hundreds of imperial heavy armored cavalry. The Greek cavalry holding a cavalry pierced into the wall of the believer's army at this moment, smashing people and horses into it, and the effect was amazing.

"kill"

With Justinian's power leading the way, the rider ridden spear in his hand tore open several holes in the defenseless Latin formation in an instant, and the astonishing charge penetrated from the front to the back of the formation. Most of the Latins in the first two or three rows were instantly killed and injured. Seeing this scene, Maximilian immediately ordered his German knights to rush forward to fight. He had to stop the Greek heavy cavalry from continuing to massacre in his army camp. Maximilian personally led his knights to lead hundreds of civilian cavalry to rush towards the Greek cavalry at this time.

But this was useless. When the two cavalry were re-equipped together, the cavalry formed by the Roman army instantly crushed the Latin wedge formation. The spears in each other's hands penetrated the opposite side, and the powerful impact force could even fly the prosecution directly. Even if they were not dead, they would become a useless disabled person on the battlefield.

"Let our enemies wail, because today is their end!" Justinian shouted, and then extended his sword. The heavily armored cavalry beside him were also inspired by their courage. After stopping the horses, they waved the maces at their waists and smashed them to the Latins who were still resisting. Each hammer was a life for a person. The terrified Latins could no longer organize the resistance they wanted at this moment. Even the Latin knights could not muster up the courage to fight against the resurrected Roman Empire and suffered heavy casualties.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

The grand daddy Maximilian of Athens, who was hoarse, still shouted unwillingly, but it was useless. Seeing that his troops were in full swing, the guards and knights around him no longer paid attention to the orders of their lords and forced Maximilian to retreat towards the safest northwest direction.
Chapter completed!