"How did the Frank army appear here? How did the Frank army appear here!" Kehosru I yelled frantically, watching the main force of the Latin army suddenly appear outside the Brown Valley, and he could not accept the reality in front of him. According to the Sultan's original expectation, the other party should have been dragged by Alexa III's ambush on the Nicea border, but now he is in an open area and has been cut off from the retreat in three directions by the Latin army, which has an advantage in numbers.

Looking at the Latin Emperor Henry led hundreds of knights and the attendants behind them to charge towards the unprepared Sultan Roma and the Greek coalition forces. The unprepared formation on the flanks was easily torn apart, and Kehosru I's face turned pale. At this moment, the Sultan was still muttering to himself:

"Impossible, impossible, this is absolutely impossible..."

Theodor Lascaris, who was still on the side, pulled the Turkic Sultan back to reality from Zhanghuang's shock. The Grand Duke of Nicea shouted loudly: "We were deceived. Your Highness, it was the Latin conspiracy that deliberately led us to the trap. They had been ambushing here long ago!"

After realizing the incident, the meticulous Lascaris immediately realized that the so-called support from Trabisson was just a scam. Flander's Henry led his troops to retreat to confuse them into the trap they had already arranged. They were destined to fight a battle without a chance of winning. The top priority now should be to calm down and reduce losses.

Kehosru I, who was awakened by the roar of the Romans, finally restrained his madness, but he looked at the Latin cavalry who had already come over, his eyes were filled with despair.

"But what can we do now..." Hasan and Gulal were both sent out. At this time, there were no elite guards around them. They were completely slaughtered lambs in the face of the enemy's attack.

At this time, Theodor suggested: "Let go of your ceremonial guard, the Latins do not know us, Your Highness, so that they will lose the target of attack, and as long as we can fight out, we can make a comeback."

"Are you saying that you give up the army?" Sultan's heart skipped a beat. If he did this, it would inevitably cause a complete chaos in the army. That would mean that the army under his command would be wiped out.

But the situation could no longer tolerate Kehosru hesitating and said Theodor, who expressed his concerns, said: "This is just a stopgap solution, Sultan, otherwise, once you fall into the hands of the Latins, it will not only destroy your army, but your country!"

The deafening words fell into Kehoslu's ears. The Turkic Sultan, who was hesitant, finally sighed at the soldiers who were killed, and made the last resort.

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The aftermath on the battlefield gradually dissipated, and only the last resistance was left. The remnants of the Roma Turkic who fought in the trapped beasts became siege by the Latin people inside and outside the Brown Valley, and they tended to disappear, leaving only the corpses with pillows. Latin soldiers cleaned the battlefield, took down valuable things from the enemy's corpses one by one, and buried their comrades who died in the battle.

The Latin Crusaders burst into cheers of excitement on the plains, and Emperor Henry, who witnessed all this, was also in a state of great mood. The Battle of Brown Valley was undoubtedly an overwhelming victory, and even Henry of Flander himself did not expect such a great victory.

In this battle, the Latin army wiped out a total of 4,320 people from the Sultan of Rom and Nicea. The Sultan of Rom was seized, and Hasan and Guram, who were guarding Kehosru I, were also completely destroyed. After this battle, it can be guaranteed that the Turks' power in western Anatolia was uprooted and could not be a threat to him in a short period of time. The only regret is that although there are many gains, the Sultan of Rom and Rascaris seemed to have escaped, and no trace of these two people was found in the prisoners of war and the corpses. If they were still alive, Henry could be sure that the Turks and Greek remnants would definitely make a comeback. Thinking of this, the emperor couldn't help but feel a little upset.

At this moment, a sound suddenly rang.

"It seems that Your Majesty is still unwilling to accept it!"

It was Baron Claver who came over after the war. After a bloody battle, the young man with bloody smell on his body came to see his Majesty. The keen little Claver saw the worry in the contemplative Emperor Henry at a glance.

"It's true." Henry did not hide it. He now had absolute trust in Baron Clavu in front of him, especially after the extraordinary ability he showed this time, the emperor knew everything about him, "If the remnants of Greece are not eliminated, I will never be able to sleep or eat."

Little Klewu nodded, looked at the captured Sultan ceremonial guards on the ground, and said helplessly: "But there is no way. Whoever makes the other party really have the courage to cut off his armies will really abandon the army of tens of thousands of people and turn into the wind."

"At this point, Rascaris really inherited the ability of his father-in-law Alexe III's long-legged king." With half teasing, Emperor Henry joked with a rare humor. The result of this battle was actually very good, but when he thought of the fact that Brown Valley could not be eradicated, the Greek army led by Alexe III in the north route was previously ambushed the Greek army led by Alexe III, and also let the other party escape, he had to shout in his heart a pity.

"Next time I will definitely give his head to His Majesty."

"If this is the case, I will be very much looking forward to that day, but this time you have made enough credit. Tell me, how should I reward you." Emperor Henry patted the young man on the shoulder.

But little Claver knelt down on one knee and apologized: "I have not been able to protect the Marquis of Prehis, so how can I reward you? Please punish my imprisonment so that you can appease the undead of the Marquis who died in battle."

"Marteur Priscis is dead..." Emperor Henry looked at Baron Clavu meaningfully, and immediately pardoned the young child, saying: "This is not your responsibility, on the contrary, you stabilized the overall situation at a critical moment. The vassals of Marquis Priscis also changed their views on you before. It's a pity that Priscis has no descendants, only a widowed wife, and is lonely."

After saying that, Emperor Henry sighed and turned his hand over and looked up to the sky. "But his fiefdom is of great significance across the strait, and he can't let a woman be the master of that place."

"Then, your majesty--" Little Claver raised his head, but Henry blamed him with his eyes for his reaction that it was too obvious.

"So I decided that you will temporarily take over the power of the Marquis of Prehis territory, and the Marquis' family also needs you to take care of it." The emperor said.

"Fortunately, your Majesty!" He let out a sigh of relief in his heart. The little Baron Claver slowly stood up. He knew what the monarch said in front of him.

"Then next, Your Majesty, what are you going to do? Is it a victory to pursue?" Little Klewu asked the Latin Emperor in front of him tentatively.

Flander's Henry shook his head, "The original purpose has been almost achieved, there is no need to continue wasting time on them."

"So you want to?"
Chapter completed!