The scene of the Hungarian knights galloping down from the Pritina Heights is the same as that of the First Battle of Kosovo. The veterans of the Serbian formation seemed to see the heartbroken appearance of Murad I in a trance. The giant cavalry lance seemed to pierce everything in the sound of the breaking wind.

They seem to suddenly realize that they have made a very serious mistake.

Even if the White Knight Hunyadi was defeated in the Battle of Varna, it should be "attributed" to the ignorant King Władysław III, and Hunyadi's own combat and command ability, the Serbs are not in a position to question it at all. As the shield of God, Hungary not only held back the torrent of Slavic Orthodoxy, but also kept the Ottomans outside the border. How could it be possible for Mehmed II and Murad II to destroy this great country with a temporary defection from Serbia and a blow from the back?

It is a pity that some people no longer have the opportunity to think and repent of this issue. When they stretched out their butcher knives to their brothers, the end seemed to be doomed.

The infantry arrays were bound to be disorganized when storming the hillside, and the Serbs, in order to break through the Hungarian lines as soon as possible, did not even place any anti-cavalry spears in the first line. And because of the lengthy ridgeline of the Printina Heights, they had to stretch each front again. This makes them crisp like confetti when defending.

At one point, the Serbs seemed to see a white bolt of lightning burst into the crowd. An avalanche of offensives followed from the Pritina Heights.

"Quick! Kill that Hunyadi on a white horse! ”

In the Serbian formation, suddenly there was a roar.

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"Your Majesty, if you count the time, it is not surprising that the people of Hunyadi should have already entered, and the Constantinople coalition led by Publius should have arrived in ......"

"General Giovanni! Your Majesty! The Ottoman army was spotted marching ahead, and they seemed to be rushing to Serbian territory! ”

"Serbia?" John motioned to his attendant to open the map and asked the Phoenix Legion to stop marching for the time being, "The Serbs don't seem to be involved in this big battle, can the Ottomans still have extra forces to conquer Serbia?" ”

"No, Your Majesty. Serbia was probably still on the side of the Ottomans after the Ottomans conquered Serbia and established a pro-Ottoman government...... If my guess is correct, it may be that after crossing the Danube, General Hunyadi's troops were attacked in Serbia, which turned into a major war. Giovanni accurately judged, "If the Ottomans are sending additional troops to Serbia, then General Hunyadi may have some advantages at this time...... But I'm afraid we can't let these reinforcements go...... Sentinel, how many of them are there? ”

"It's a good number, general, they are lined up in three columns, a total of four columns in front and behind, about three thousand people."

Giovanni pondered for a moment, then turned to John: "Your Majesty, as long as we launch an attack, our march in the Balkans will inevitably be exposed in the short term, which may greatly increase the probability of us being ambushed, or make the surrounding Ottomans immediately strengthen their defenses. The effectiveness of our surprise attack will be much reduced. But ......"

"Needless to say, General Giovanni, exposure is a secondary issue, and if General Hunyadi is forced to withdraw from the battle due to defeat, it will be the greatest loss for the Empire." John directly interrupted Giovanni's words, "Get ready to fight!" ”

"Then as you wish, Your Majesty."

The Mamluk slave cavalry was placed at the front of the charging queue, not only because the casualties of the non-Phoenix Legion were not so distressing, but the main reason was that if the Mamluks were placed in the back of the queue and temporarily defected in battle, it would cause immeasurable damage to the entire legion, and rushing to the front would be much easier to control.

Even though John had not given the Mamluk slave cavalry full trust until now, their performance was fully worthy of their reputation. Hellish training naturally leads to heavenly achievement. They can't be considered heavy cavalry in the strict sense of the word, and their light crossbows and curved bows make them easy against any enemy in battle. In the dense forest, when the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and without even giving the Ottomans any time to react, a rain of arrows whistled down first.

It was followed by the unstoppable iron hooves of the slave cavalry.

The rumor that three cuirassiers could not defeat two slave knights is not an exaggeration. The Ottomans simply had no way of coping with the changeable combat skills of the slave cavalry. The heavy cavalry of the Phoenix Legion relied on heavily armed horses and all-destroying spears to break up the enemy's formation, and the slave cavalry relied solely on their superior art of war.

Whether slashing or stabbing, they walked flat on horseback, and there was no superfluous movement, like a killing machine in motion. The enemy numbered 3,000 people, but to the Mamluk slave cavalry, it seemed that it was only a few dozen chickens, and between the left and right slaughters, only a small number of remnants were left.

"Leave it all to them to clean up, and then use the heavy cavalry of the Phoenix Legion, it will be a waste of strength."

"Your Majesty, let's catch it alive first, although Vasika is not here, I think that every Ottoman will not have such a solid mouth." Giovanni laughed, "When I was studying in Genoa, I heard rumors that the Roman Empire had many unknown torture methods that could pry open the world's most reliable mouth......"

"No, Giovanni, what do you think I'm doing?"

"Okay brother, you can put on a show for General Giovanni......"

"Sophia, what are you making a fuss about?"

To tell the truth, for John, John has not fully adapted to this bloody war scene, and it may be difficult for him to personally torture and extract confessions. He didn't know why Sophia suddenly became interested, and if she wanted to see this kind of curious scene, she couldn't have any special habits for Her Royal Highness the Princess......

"Your Majesty, please. The slave cavalry had done their job. ”

Three Ottomans were thrown in front of John like chickens, and the eyes of the slave cavalry were full of pride, although for them the victory was almost easy.

"So I'll give you a chance...... Tell me why you are marching on Serbia. ”

As if frightened by a sudden attack, the Ottoman soldiers' voices trembled slightly. When they encountered the army of the Roman Empire, they could understand that the slave cavalry that was killed out of thin air made them completely confused.

"I ...... We just obey orders...... I don't know the reason behind it......"

"And what about your commander?"

The Ottoman who was being questioned gave his eyes to the officer beside him.