After seeing the banner surrounded by the Bear Army, Spanou's face turned from pale to ashes.

Because he knows the origin of what is depicted on this banner!

It was hundreds of years ago, when a war broke out between the Beamon Empire and the Sunset Dragons to the west, and in the war with the dragons, the 30,000 warriors of the Orc Bil Berserk Legion slaughtered one of the dragon cities at a heavy cost of more than half of their own losses, cutting off the heads of four dragons, and the dragon city was almost wiped out.

After this battle, the Berserk Legion became famous all over the world, making it one of the four strongest legions in the Bimon Empire, and the Legion's flag has since changed to what it is today. In the subsequent wars with humans, the Berserk Legion made the human soldiers deeply appreciate its power and horror.

The appearance of the Sunbreaker Legion brought shock to the Byzantine soldiers, while the appearance of the Berserk Legion brought pure fear to the Byzantine soldiers.

The phalanxes formed by the Byzantine army of 80,000 showed signs of instability, but they did not collapse immediately under the threat of the bright arrows of the rear battlefield superintendents.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

In the orc army, the earth-shattering shouts of killing suddenly sounded, and they were uniform, heading straight for Xiao Han.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!" the archer commander was awakened by the shouts of the orc army, and almost nervously roared to give the order to release the arrows. He had completely forgotten that the orc army was not yet within range of his bow and arrow.

A messy rain of arrows streaked across the sky and fell limply into the snow. Even the orc cavalry that rushed to the front was still half an arrow away from these arrows.

At the same time, one of the lion officers let out a roar in front of the Orc army charging ahead of the Sunbreaker Legion, and the Leon Praetorian Guards immediately raised their spears over their shoulders and made a throwing gesture. When the lionman officer let out a second roar, the lion guards shouted and threw their spears out to the archers of the Byzantine front army.

The strength of these lion guards was evident in their strength, and beyond the range of their bows, they threw spears, like falling meteors, across the sky and into the phalanx of archers of the Byzantine front army.

Blood splattered and wails abounded, and the archers, armed only in light armor, could not withstand the attack of the throwing spear. In an instant, a large number of Byzantine archers fell, many of whom were nailed to death in the snow by throwing spears through their chests.

The phalanx of the Byzantine army became more and more disorganized, and some soldiers began to turn and flee, but all those who escaped were mercilessly shot with bows and arrows by the law enforcement soldiers of the battlefield overseers.

The advance of the Leon Praetorian Guard was extremely fast, and almost in the split second that their spears were thrown into the Byzantine formation, they rushed to the front of the Byzantine formation.

"Long live Tampass!"

The lion guards roared in unison, drew their heavy swords from the saddle, slapped the Kodomon, and leaped into the Byzantine formation, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, rushing left and right, and launching a frantic slash.

The Byzantine soldiers retreated like a tidal wave.

"Resist me, don't retreat, whoever dares to take a step back, will be killed!" General Spanou drew his sword and pointed forward, his eyes red, almost roaring and roaring.

But his roar did not stop the soldiers from retreating, and the entire army was about to collapse. Spanu was anxious, knowing that if the army collapsed, the battle would turn into a one-sided slaughter.

"Heralds, convey my order to the Silver Knights at once, ordering them to launch a counter-charge against the orcs at once. Admiral Spanou turned around and yelled at the herald beside him.

He can only rely on the biggest trump card in his hand.

When Major General Martin, the commander of the Silver Knights, received the order from General Spanou, he did not say a word, but looked up silently at the snowy sky, then raised his spear in his hand, shook the reins of his horse, and rushed out. Behind him, hooves thundered, and thousands of silver knights followed closely.

In this way, with the entire Byzantine army in disarray and the phalanxes constantly retreating, the phalanx of the heavy knights of the Silver Knights became the only phalanx to break forward. The Silver Knights launched a desperate charge against the orc army.

Loyalty, bravery, unyielding, sacrifice, incomparable dedication to the belief of knights, and incomparable importance to the honor of knights, made the silver knights resolutely turn into a torrent of steel, and resolutely embarked on a road of no return, although they died without regrets.

At the moment when the silver knights rushed into the battlefield, all kinds of orc cavalry, such as wolf cavalry, Kodo beast cavalry, and steppe chocobo cavalry, which were several times their number, surrounded them from all directions in an instant, quickly drowning them in the frenzy of the orc army.

They are like a small river that flows into the sea, which can only stir up a few waves, but cannot change the sea.

After seeing this scene, General Spanou closed his eyes in pain, and two cloudy tears slowly overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

All the phalanxes of the Byzantine army collapsed at this moment, and the soldiers threw down their weapons and fled backwards in a hurry, and the overseers in the rear tried to stop it, but they were attacked by angry routs. Instead of falling to the orcs' butcher's knives, many of the Overseer's law enforcement soldiers died at the hands of their own comrades.

"Your Excellency, hurry up and leave, it's too late. General Spanou's personal captain said anxiously on the side.

The orc soldiers had noticed the banner of the human army still flying high behind Admiral Spanou, and they shouted and rushed towards this direction in unison.

"Fugitive? I joined the army at the age of eighteen, and I have been fighting in the army for thirty-five years, and there has never been a word for 'escape' in my military dictionary. General Spanu smiled, his smile was so plain and calm.

After seeing Spanou's smile, the captain of the pro-soldier suddenly trembled in his heart: "Your Excellency, you ...... ，”

Spanu interrupted the captain of his own soldiers: "You lead everyone to break through, you have followed me all these years, and you guards have also suffered." You are still young, and there is still a long way to go. ”

"Your Excellency...... The captain of the pro-soldier wanted to persuade again, and Spanu suddenly shouted angrily: "Hurry up, this is my order, do you want to disobey my order?"

"Your Excellency...... The captain of the pro-soldier finally couldn't help crying.

"Soldiers can only shed blood, not tears, why are you crying?" Spanou yelled, and then, he patted the shoulder of the captain of his own army, and his tone softened: "Remember, you must break through and cherish your life!"

After saying that, Spanu took a deep breath, his eyes were full of determination, he raised his long sword high, and roared: "Glory belongs to Byzantium!" and without hesitation, he rushed towards a group of orc ......soldiers who were coming straight for him.

The snow in the sky is falling even heavier.

In December 1157 of the Sacred Calendar, the 80,000 troops of the Byzantine Empire were surrounded and annihilated by hundreds of thousands of troops of the Bimon Empire on the central plain, and in this battle, only more than 1,000 Byzantine soldiers managed to escape from the battlefield, and the rest of the soldiers were killed.

After more than a hundred years of calm, the great war between humans and orcs broke out again.