Chapter 170: Avalanche

Angus waited for three more days to obtain the Emperor's lead seal from the eunuch, and the Emperor always seemed to be discussing various important issues with a group of court astrologers, and never summoned him again. By the meantime, his Latin cavalry had arrived at the barracks from John Ducasse the Younger, and he set out north with a piece of paper.

Meisembria was the territory of the Bulgarian Empire after the invasion of Krum, when thousands of Roman prisoners of war from Macedonia and Adrianople were moved to the land north of the Danube through this place, after which the Romans fought against the Bulgarians, Rus, Scythians and countless other northern enemies in this area. Now inhabited by a large number of settled and grazing Pechenegs, Angus had no easy task, first of all, he had to suppress the remnants of the army that occupied the area, and then he had to organize not only an army from the middle to join the emperor's own army, but also to guard against the rebel invasion of the northern riverside military district.

The Normans and Lombards of Apulia had just received a reward in the past two days, and one by one they had become much more submissive, the valuable halters and saddles were assembled by the squires, the chain mail as bright as silver sand was fully draped on the body, the huge kite-shaped shield hung in front of the arm, and the sword at the waist was fastened, and on the other side, each knight carried a super spear for the charge, but after the last battle, many cavalrymen left their spurs on the battlefield, and they were not replenished in a hurry, so most of them did not have spurs tied to their boots.

Maeve was followed by a group of Roman mercenaries, including the Valachians, Cumans, and a few newly added Dalmatians, all of whom were equipped with horses, but with the exception of a few mounted archers, who were largely used as infantry.

A procession of nearly 100 men rumbled forward under the banner of the commander-in-chief, and the officers kept shouting loudly to hold the formation, and the voice sounded like "Nasu-Nasu".

Marching along the old coastal road, the army soon reached the vicinity of Ancialo, where he had passed the battlefield where Simeon the Great had slaughtered the Romans two hundred years earlier, and Gilic had picked up a lead mark that belonged to an ancient Roman general, and from there it was turned northwest to Preslav, the old capital of Simeon the Great.

"Is the cart arranged?"

"Yes, sir!" Gillick nodded, he had just personally inspected the baggage wagons carrying the gold coins, which was the basis for them to gather the northern army.

"Valazetes still has quite a few of his men alive, so we'll have to scout the road carefully."

"Do those people in Kyriakush still dare to rebel?" Gilik couldn't believe that if they wanted to join the rebels, why didn't these guys just defect after Valazettus was killed, but wait for the time when the Tylgu Khan had just been defeated?

"Because we are here, and we have brought the Emperor's gold......" Angus pointed in a low voice, Dagobert's education had given him a good understanding of the character of the military aristocracy, and what treatment would the remnants of the defeated army of Meisembria get for defecting to Tatoosh in the first place? It may be possible to be forced to attack the fortified fortresses of Isacia, but if they can grab the gold they are escorting, they will immediately be able to pull up enough men and horses to take a prominent position among the rebels, most of whom are after all poor herdsmen.

To gain a foothold in this land, strength is the only thing that can be relied on.

The only thing Angus was uneasy about was his men, who were not his squires or retainers, they were the descendants of nobles who had no right of inheritance, like the legendary Phenian warriors, who followed him for the spoils of war and rewards, and most of them could not be relied upon once the profits were exhausted.

If he would have assassinated Solomon for profit, wouldn't others have betrayed him because of a word from a nobleman?

"Look!" Maeve's shouting interrupted his thoughts.

A shadow appeared in the sky, and the Cuman mercenary, whose eyes were like falcons, immediately fell off his horse and could not prostrate himself.

"It's ......"

The golden sun was being swallowed by a black shadow, and the surrounding fields were rapidly dimming, like the Dionysian theater behind the curtain of the fall.

At the same time, everyone in the camp of the Tiergu Khan was as pale as dirt, and the Roman envoy in front of him was triumphant, and turned to speak in a fierce voice: "Your Majesty once said to you that you have treacherously come to the borders of the empire to seek your own death, and you have been defeated before, and you have refused to disarm and ask for surrender, but you have sent people to deceive us and want to deceive us for the imperial reward. ”

The eclipse had been foretold a few days earlier by the Emperor's scholars, when the Pecheneg envoys were asking the Emperor for permission to settle in Roman land, claiming that if rewarded, he could provide Constantinople with 30,000 elite foreign mercenaries per year! When the emperor saw through the plot of the barbarians, he publicly prophesied that soon there would be a bad omen from heaven, foreshadowing the defeat of the Scythians, so the khan made his ministers angry and walked away, and now the prophecy came true, and the following Tyrgu Khan finally panicked.

"What happened?" The commotion outside finally caught the attention of the Khan of Tergu, and the nomadic chieftain, ignoring the Roman envoys, lifted the horseskin curtain and looked out of the tent.

The whole camp was in disarray, and many herders and even the samurai began to flee the camp.

"I am Tergu, son of Sert, your Khan, don't you know me?" The khan yelled and tried to control the crowd, but no one listened to him, and the herdsmen had long heard the rumors spread by the Romans, and at this time they all thought that he was an ominous man, and some mad warriors even began to cut down their own horses, trying to appease the wrath of the gods, and the man's arm-thick pillars of blood gushed out, drenching the owner of the horse, and the heavens and the earth were still in chaos.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, more and more nomads joined the fledgling, and all began to flee north, trying to leave this cursed land and escape from this southern empire by the sea.

"Is this where I perished?" Tergu's eyes lost their sparkle, and he didn't even notice the approach of the Roman.

The unarmed Roman envoy struck down all the Pecheneg khans north of the Danube, and his retinue followed closely, rushing forward one by one, punching, kicking, and even biting, biting the heavily armed chieftain to death in the midst of a crowd of warriors.

After seeing this scene, it took a long time for the warriors in the tent of Tiergu Khan to react, and one by one they drew their swords and knocked down the Christians who threw themselves on the ground, and then either committed suicide in despair, or fled on horseback in the loss of their souls, and the tribe of tens of thousands of people was scattered among the northern mountains.