"Why? Why is that? Why delay the march! "Cromodo is unspeakably depressed! But looking at this innocent creep, he was embarrassed to be angry at him.

Conrador actually asked himself to go back halfway through his own troops?

How could Cromodo go back!

As soon as he leaves, won't this army be in chaos? The army, which has become disorganized by the march, is afraid that it will be good if it can be retrieved tomorrow morning!

Conrado, you and my brother, how can you do this to me!!

Cromodo thought coldly, and almost for a moment, he even felt that the evening breeze of this night was so cold that it was about to rob him of all his senses! All kinds of things that used to be between the two people have resurfaced.

"Colonel, we still ..... March? ”

The men of the Gentlemen's Regiment went straight to Cromorodo for a question. For people like Cromodo who don't respect gentlemen, their opinions are not ordinarily large.

Enter? Not entering?

Almost instantly, Cromodo's "march" was about to blurt out! But right away, Cromodo realized that this was different from what it used to be. In the past, he had a good relationship with Conrador and slept in the same bed, but now, he rarely stays at Conrado's house.

The relationship between the two has changed. Cromodo is a subordinate of Conrador and is no longer a pure friend.

"Enter...... Stop ...... for a while"

Cromodo gritted his teeth and told the army to stop. At this moment, Cromorodo had no choice but to follow the old rules of dignity and inferiority.

As soon as the army stopped, the soldiers seemed to be deflated, and they lay on the grass in twos and twos as if they had lost their souls. The Greek servants crouched in the farthest corner; The gentlemen were undoubtedly the protagonists of the army, while the rest of the Genoese army squatted on the grass with their hands in hand. Some of the soldiers of the slave catcher team saw that the masters had stopped, and they had no choice but to stop.

Seeing the army like this, Cromodo knew in his heart that most of the time today was going to fail.

And not long after, a half-breed Tatar on horseback galloped in.

"A normal march? No mistakes? ”

Cromodo stared at the guy who had come to report earlier! If it weren't for the fact that he was a Genoese, Cromodo would have wanted to reach out and cut him!

But Cromorodo, who still knows Conrado's character, is still relieved. Although the order has changed, Conrador has not lost his mind enough to really let himself go back.

It's a pity, if only I could press it a little longer. Now that the whole army is relieved, how can it be fought?

Regardless, Cromodo won't pass up this opportunity!

Cromorodo squeezed the whip hard!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Cromodor's whip flew up and down, and finally beat the Greeks. And then there were the Genoese. When they came to the gentlemen's group, the gentlemen were not convinced.

"Colonel Visby! Stop it! Governor Del Otto didn't allow you to do that! The gentlemen stood up and scolded Cromodo.

"Really? Governor del Otto has just conveyed to me the latest directive, continue the march, without error! If anyone tries in vain to prevent us from victoriously repelling the invading Tatars, kill them! ”

Cromodo is also difficult to ride a tiger, holding chicken feathers as arrows, and pulling up this group of difficult uncles first.

Cromodo's words divided the gentlemen's group themselves. Those who were still reasonably loyal to Del Otto chose to continue the march, while those who were hostile to Cromodo chose to continue the struggle.

Soon, however, Cromodora came to the slave catchers.

These bastards don't care if you're a gentleman or not, and as soon as you get them and send them to the slave market, you're a slave.

Seeing such a threat from Cromorodo, the people of the Gentlemen's Regiment compromised. They reluctantly followed the group.

Soon, at the urging of the whip, the army of the governor of Kaffa approached the camp of the "Tatars".

"Stop! The whole team! ”

The Greek spearmen were driven behind the musketeers. This time the gentlemen were happier because they stood in the last row as usual.

On a hill of several hundred meters, the beacon tower looked a little dark under the flickering bonfire.

Voices from the noisy camp tell Cromorodo that there's still a chance!

"Onward! Advance! The Tatars are in civil strife! Kill!!! ”

Cromorodo shouted excitedly in the back! On the other side, the swarming slave catchers have already seen countless gold coins!

There were a lot of enemies with spears in front of them. They lined up in a messy line and raised their spears at the invaders.

Musketeer's target!

Cromorodo thought excitedly.

He did not think at the moment why there were spearmen in the Tatar camp who did not ride horses.

The Genoese musketeers began to reload in a panic. It was at this time that they realized that they had brought too much less stuff! Sticks, horn powder packs, buckshot, arquebuses, etc., etc.

And the slave catcher team in front has already "killed" with indomitable progress!

Victory?

Cromorodo looked at the group of spearmen, wondering why he always felt a little familiar?

Suddenly, in the midst of the jumble of voices, Cromorodo heard what looked like the accents of the southern leopards?? At this moment, Cromodo was so cold that he was the tail vertebrae!

Because the sound of galloping horses' hooves on the other side was already shaking his heart!

A huge flag!

A huge banner that Cromodo didn't recognize led hundreds of cavalry to kill him!

And the thunderous hooves of hundreds of war horses galloping at the same time shattered the confidence of the Kafa Governor's army one after another!

"Bang!"

The musketeer's trembling hand pulled the trigger for the fire!

In an instant, a large cloud of gunpowder smoke blurred Cromorodo's vision! This was left by the fire of the muskets. Although he couldn't see clearly, Cromorodo could hear the sound of the horses falling to the ground.

Subsequently!

As if the wind and clouds were whirling, the banner still appeared!

A man in heavy armor carried a banner and rushed over with great vigour!

One

Two

......

A group of cavalry broke through this thin smoke of gunpowder, and pointed their spears at the musketeers!

The Greek servants in front did not have time to turn to face this sudden group of cavalry, and the anti-cavalry ability of the musketeers? No kidding!

Before the musketeers had time to rout, they were trampled to death by the cavalry like chickens and dogs!

Gentlemen!

Cromodo fell from heaven to hell in an instant!

Armour? Plate armor? The latest Milanese style?

This can't withstand the terrifying impact of that war horse!

How can the impact of the black seahorse's tall body and self-weight be resisted by man?

With this attack, the two most critical lines of defense of the Genoese were broken!

Qin Cang was so happy now!

There's no more exciting moment than now!

It's time to crush the Genoese!

With this in mind, he watched as Bao Yin brandished his cavalry knife and removed the head of a man who looked like a commander.