Seeing the front-line troops following up step by step, there was no suspense in their advantage. The Greek general who spoke out and persuaded him finally didn't say anything. Instead, he asked: "Your Majesty, how long will we catch up next? The soldiers have been fighting for a day in a row and are very tired."

Basil II thought about it for a moment, and then said, "No matter how you say it, you must force the other party to their camp. Then we will win and go back."

"This" the Greek general hesitated for a moment: "In this way, our army will lose more troops..."

"What are you afraid of? After this war is over, the empire will be without enemies!" Basil II said heroically: "When we go to attack their camp tomorrow! I want to make none of these barbarians go back! Think about it, after these coalition forces of the Europa Barbarian Kingdom were defeated, they could no longer come out. And because of the barriers caused by failure,

And hatred, the conflict between them will even be deeper than the conflict between them and us. Europa will be completely divided, and the so-called Catholic alliance will be completely divided! A split, weak, and lost everything in Europe will only need to give me another hundred thousand troops to completely conquer it!"

"This... Your Majesty... Actually..." The general hesitated for a moment, and then took out a letter from his arms: "This was sent three days ago, the latest information from the front line, Your Majesty. At that time, the general was afraid that this would shake the morale of the army. So Si was put away. Please forgive me."

"Oh? Frontline? Which other frontline has problems besides this? Iberia?

Even if all the remote and dilapidated mountains are lost, it is no big deal." Basil II snorted, then leaned down to prevent the letter from being wet by the rain, and began to read in the light of the torch.

Then he was shocked.

"This, Etius, did a good job." Basil II took a deep breath: "It seems that we should indeed change our tactics." After muttering in this low voice, Basil II began to order: "Stop the pursuit! Romans, we have won! We have shown our courage before this. So now, let's show our kindness so that these poor barbarians can go back a few more!"

After such an order was issued, the exhausted Greek soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. Then they began to retreat little by little, laughing loudly at the soldiers opposite with a sarcastic sense. Then, as the winner, Lou Kai was extremely happy.

The letters Basil II saw that were held by his general Etius for three days,

It was from the front line of Asia Minor, and the letter of help from Nicea Governor Bailey withdrew: "Hundreds of thousands are urgent! The pagans gathered more than 100,000 troops to attack Nicea! My army is bare and the generals of my army cannot support me. I beg your Majesty to mercy and support the troops!"

That's it. The Ottoman Turkish Sultan, who had been silent for a long time, once again made a so-called jihad and even shameless claim, and wanted to take all the entire Asian Minor into his pocket and even defeat Constantinople.

Although Constantinople, the world's most powerful city, was not something he could say casually, and it was really possible to fall. But the 100,000 Turkic army was indeed a very terrifying force. In addition, it also claimed that the other party seemed to have colluded with the Kuman people in the north. Now the Kuman Khanate, which is in its most powerful state, can touch the 100,000 line-controllers. Although the equipment is simple, the unique bow and cavalry skills and bravery of the grassland people. This 100,000 army is really not easy to mess with.

If the news is true, then the eastern territory of the empire will be hit again.

This was a real unacceptable loss for the empire. Relatively speaking, the territory of Hungary obtained by Basil II was somewhat unworthy.

"Report to preserve your strength and sign a truce treaty with the Normans to deal with the Turks first.

Make plans later." Basil II made such a decision almost instantly.

At this time, watching the Eastern Roman army that was chasing and suddenly retreated, some Norman soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed directly on the ground, letting the heavy rain hit them on themselves.

Constantly praying to God, thanking God for helping himself escape the rampant Greeks.

Egil also breathed a sigh of relief, but then he felt deeply puzzled.

"What happened? If the enemy continues to chase and kill." Egil thought for a moment and vaguely passed the information about Eastern Rome in his mind for the recent period, he came up with the most likely answer.

"It seems that Asia Minor has started fighting."

After reaching such a conclusion, Egil finally felt relieved. Then he turned around and looked at the army that seemed a little loose because of a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.

"Don't relax! This is probably the opponent's trick! If we relax like this, if the enemy comes, we can't resist it!" Egil shouted like this, reminding the soldiers that the nightmare was not over yet. While thinking for a moment, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I guess the other party will take the initiative to negotiate with Yu, but Yu is also a person who wants to save face..." Egil snorted like this, then shouted: "Alpha! Alpha, are you dead?!"

"I am here, Lord." Captain Death Knight, who was named by Egil, squeezed out from the crowd. In the fierce battle just now, this powerful soldier killed at least the previous enemy. At the same time, he was not fine, and his left arm, which was still aching, was probably left with a root of illness. In addition, the knight's helmet was thrown away where it was thrown. The originally black and shiny armor was covered with blood. His face, which usually looked pale, has now become completely bloodless. Under the illumination of torches or lightning, it looks like a dead body.

Of course, Egil is not in good condition now. His handsome face was covered with rain, mixed with blood from the wound before, making the Norman King look a little ferocious.

The original iron crown was a little bit skewed by the previous feather arrow, and the golden head was also scattered, making it look dull.

However, the terrifying light in Egil's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Let's go, the battle is not over yet. My knight." Egil was excited again at this time. He held Alpha's shoulder hard and said.

"We...what should we do?" Alpha asked slightly.

"Look at the other party withdraws! The other party must think that under such circumstances, we have lost our combat capabilities and have hoped for nothing if we escape by chance. However, if we can concentrate some elite cavalry and attack the other party in turn, even if we cannot turn defeat into victory, the other party will suffer heavy losses. We will never dare to underestimate us!"

The more Egil spoke, the more excited he became, and the light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, which made Alpha slightly scared.

"But the fact is this, Lord." Alpha smiled bitterly: "We really can't make any counterattack. Even the cavalry can barely act. But the war horses are exhausted. Look..."

Egil looked along Alpha's finger and saw many war horses that were frothing on the ground and kept crying.

"The cavalry who can barely fight, no more than five cavalry, including subordinates. The attack with five weak cavalrymen has just won the 100,000 enemy troops with high morale... Your Majesty, think twice!"

"Five... enough." Egil pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and made such a decision, and shouted at his soldiers in a hoarse voice: "Soldiers! Warriors from the Catholic world! If you give up such a good opportunity just because you have few people, even God will not forgive us! All we have to do is fight with the determination to die! Soldiers! God favors the brave!!"

After Egil's voice fell, Egil's cheap sister suddenly appeared in Egil's mind: "You have already realized the second special stunt, the moment of death, which can make all friendly forces within two meters around you violently in a short period of time. After violent, you will lose most of your mind. You can only barely distinguish between enemies and me, your attack power will increase significantly, and your morale will remain unchanged. Unless you are seriously injured, you will not die immediately even if you suffer fatal injuries. The time limit is half an hour. After half an hour, the violent soldiers will consume all their physical strength and their movement speed will be greatly reduced in a short period of time. The soldiers who suffer fatal injuries will die after they are relieved of the violent."

After hearing this voice, Eigeil was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "Sure enough, God will not destroy me! God treats me well! Soldiers! My soldiers! If you can still fight, stand up for me! I will take you to kill!!!"

Seeing his lord like this, the blood in the hearts of the Viking warriors burned again,

A large number of soldiers cheered up and roared, selecting war horses that could barely move. The heavy cavalry took off their armor and put on light clothes on their upper body. Egil also took off his cloak, his crown, silk shirt and exquisite lining chain mail. A total of 324 cavalrymen were finally selected, and under Egil's leadership, he returned to the battlefield again while night!!!
Chapter completed!