"It's boring, it's better to get rid of these Latin messes!"

The person who came in the mist said disappointedly, and as soon as he finished speaking, a sudden bow and arrow shot over, which stunned everyone, especially Maximilian, who was almost shot by the arrow.

Are they crazy?! The man who had no reaction at all looked at the people on the ship opposite him incredibly, but the other Latin soldiers behind him had already noticed something was wrong.

"Master Duke, they are not ours, we will not use such bows and arrows at all!" The Latin soldiers pulled out the arrow inserted on the deck and immediately identified it. This was not the bow and arrow they used, but the Turkic bow and arrow used by the Anatolians.

"What?!"

Maximi was shocked. If the ship opposite was not his subordinates of Athens, then who were they? Why did they appear here? Such a huge amount of information made the man creepy, but there was not much time for him to think about this. There were clusters of arrows running everywhere, and several people immediately fell to the ground after being arrowed.

"hidden!"

Most of the equipment and supplies were lost in the previous battle. The Latin soldiers on the ship had nothing but melee weapons and could only hide behind the wooden barrels on the side of the ship. And in this gap time, the opponent was given an opportunity.

“Back on the ship!”

A hoarse roar came from the boat below, and then the ropes thrown up fixed the sides of the Latin people's side. A group of people in various costumes flexibly climbed onto the Latin warship, holding the scimitar in their hands, and jumped down. These desperate people rushed towards the defenseless Latin army.

There is no doubt that these guys are the pirates that Maximilian is most worried about, but he never expected that the group of pirates in front of him would actually disguise themselves as reinforcements from Athens!

"Stop them! Hold them all!" Maximilian on the deck waved his hand and ordered his soldiers to repel the chaotic pirates in front of him. However, when he reached the sea, the masters on the battlefield were no longer Latins. In the bumpy waves, these pirates could perfectly balance their bodies and swing a fatal and unpredictable sword. Only after a fight, the Latins were killed and injured. The guards resisted on the ship did not expect that the other party was so powerful, and they could only see the sword and blood rolling out.

Maximilian, who held the mast, looked at all this and was incredible. How could such a powerful pirate appear? He turned around and urged all the soldiers on the ships and ordered them to immediately repel the invaders on the deck. However, his panicked expression would only make the morale of the Athenian soldiers even worse. In the eyes of the soldiers, their duke was simply a coward! If it weren't for the pirates they faced with, they wouldn't have fought for the death to resist this man.

On the sea, Latin soldiers and pirates fought together. Although the number of pirates in Shanghai was at a disadvantage, the Latins were the guards of the Duke of Athens, who were well-equipped and experienced battle formations. The Latin soldiers formed a shield wall to defend, and the sharp spear made the pirates holding short soldiers unable to get close to them for a while. The attacks of the large number of pirates were chaotic and could not do anything to the other party. Instead, the Latins gradually gained the upper hand and pushed the pirates on the ship back step by step.

"They can no longer hold on. Let's work together to defeat them and drive them back!" The Latin warriors who were encouraging their courage once again inspire their fighting spirit. Their performance of fighting has also shaken the morale of the pirates who were originally arrogant and arrogant, and they can't stand it. After all, these pirates usually just want to plunder money and spend money, and in terms of life, they naturally cannot be compared with regular army soldiers.

Seeing that the pirates were about to be driven out of the sea, a voice suddenly came from behind the pirates, which was the voice of the man who had been in the fog before.

"As a matter of course, I can't count on these Turkic pirates. I can only trouble you, Lord Yaroslav."

"No problem, it's covered for us, but our commission is not cheap." Another man's voice came from the thick fog. Both of them were talking in Greek, but in the accent Maximilian heard that the other party seemed not Greek, and a sense of uneasiness arose.

His intuition is right, because what happened next proves it.

The hook wrapped in a noose was thrown up from the side of the ship and hit the deck heavily and hooked the wooden railing. The heavy impact also made the hearts of the Latin soldiers on the ship jump suddenly.

Where is this sacred?

Latin people who were facing a great enemy did not dare to breathe for a moment, staring at the side of the ship, and several soldiers plucked up their courage to walk forward, preparing to swing their swords to cut off the rope. But as they approached, a cold light flashed. The sharp and heavy Viking sword drew a graceful arc and the heads rolled down in the blood splattered! It turned out that the swordsman had been ambushed under the side of the ship, and the hook-twisted rope just now was just a trap.

"This is"

Seeing this scene, Maximi gasped, and saw more and more "new pirates" appear on the ship to surround Latin soldiers. Unlike other colorful Turkic pirates, these "new pirates" dressed in an obviously neat outfit of mostly armor-style dome-shaped iron helmets, half-body chain mail, Nordic long swords and round shields, and tomahawks, the dresses of the "new pirates" look very similar to the Vikings who once ravaged the western coast hundreds of years ago.

Maximilian and his subordinates were in a trance. The group of "Viking pirates" had already rushed up. Compared to the previous unorganized attack, the sudden attack immediately put pressure on the Latin people like a mountain. The pirates waved heavy shields to smash the iron forest formed by the spearhead of the Latin soldiers, and then a one-handed sword waving a bloody rain in the sky.

This violent attack instantly destroyed the original formation of the Latins. They didn't expect that they would encounter such a strong enemy and had no power to resist.

"How is this possible?"

The desperate Germans watched their companions fall down one by one, and the sword in their hands couldn't help trembling with their arms. This was not an ordinary enemy at all, but clearly a group of giant beasts with human shapes!

Maximilian finally remembered that the terrifying enemies in front of him were not Viking pirates, but a group of Ross people. As a German, he had heard that there was a group of descendants of the self-proclaimed Varyag people east of the Kingdom of Poland, who ruled a vast land around the city of Kiev. Their warriors integrated the Nordic culture of armor into themselves. The round helmets, round shields, swords, and battle axes became symbols of Ross people's military equipment. Obviously, they not only inherited the martial arts of their ancestors, but also inherited the wild and warlike talents of their ancestors.
Chapter completed!