"If God forbid, the enemies of Hungary today will shed their blood here!"

Roaring wildly, Laszlo, the king's chief of guard, was the commander of the central army that pressed the formation, and he was shouting vigorously.

The fierce battle ahead made the Magyars who were still in place their hearts beat faster and their mouths parched.

How many years, how many years, it's been too long since I fought with these northern barbarians.

The former dead soldiers of the Cumans were an eye-opener for the elite hussars of the Kingdom of Hungary.

"Incredible!"

Bella swallowed bitterly, the light cavalry of the Magyars was not enough to see in the onslaught of the Cuman army.

The black-armored cavalry at the forefront of the opposite army formation was undoubtedly an absolute strongman.

No matter how stubbornly the warriors of the kingdom fought hard, the hussars had already fallen behind.

The confrontation was very rapid, and the front of the Hungarian army was quickly broken through, making a gap.

Looking down from the top of the valley, from south to north, the Magyars and Cumans meet and penetrate.

The high-quality stocks invested by Imperial Supreme showed great potential and defeated the Hungarian army.

When the cavalry of both fronts was killed, the Hungarians were far outnumbered by the enemy among the dead bodies left on the ground.

"It's ........."

Theodosius, the general of the Imperial Army, was also watching, and the first round of encounters among the cavalry below was exciting!

No!

It's wonderful!

The Cumans were an eye-opener to the commander when they were armed with the Empire.

Not only did they have heavy armor forged with excellent craftsmanship, but these barbarians, whom the Romans looked down upon, had the ingenuity to have the dead soldiers chained themselves to their bodies, which was simply vicious.

The elite of the Cumanvan commander Bak penetrated the front line of the Hungarian army and struck down the Magyars.

Like a heavy hammer discharging a huge wave, the Hungarian army scattered like flying flowers.

"This is an ally worthy of the Empire's increased investment!"

"His Majesty the Emperor's early chips have all been rewarded!"

Pseros smiled, and the battle below seemed to be a big drama for the soldiers of the Imperial Army perched high on the mountaintop.

The Roman army stopped throwing arrows to avoid accidentally injuring friendly troops.

"It's Cuman show time!"

Theodosius chuckled as he watched as the Cuman army broke through the remaining Hungarian front army and continued to advance.

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The second line of defense of the Magyars, the chariot barricades formed by the baggage in an arc, blocked the way of the Cuman army.

Laszlo and his dismounted hussars served as archers.

"Get on the arrow!"

"Zhang Gong!"

"Aim for the barbarians!"

"Don't disgrace the Holy Angel Banner!"

The mood of the king's chief of guard was terrible, and with the defeat on the southern front, the decline of the Hungarian army became more and more great, and the soft belly of the Magyars was exposed.

"Your Majesty!"

If it was an Imperial army general on the valley, he would definitely be able to easily see the change in formation of the Hungarian army.

The forces of the northern front gradually thickened, and Wang Qi slowly moved to the place of the reserve army.

Laszlo had just persuaded the king to try to give up half of his soldiers, to give up the glory that belonged to him, and to leave the land.

Even if many of his kingdom comrades could no longer survive, the Hungarian king had to return to Budapest.

"Your Majesty!"

Laszlo fell to his knees when the others weren't looking, his saber stuck into the ground.

"For the sake of the overall situation of the kingdom, please let me drag the southern front attack of the Cumans."

Laszló knew that his king was not a fool.

This could not be more obvious!

The king also knelt down, grabbed Laszlo's shoulders with both hands, and pinched them hard.

"I said it!"

"I'm not going to be a coward!"

Béla angrily rebuked his loyal chief of guard, even if his words were earnest, and his intentions were for the king himself.

But the kingdom's army has been killed in battle, so what's the use of the king going back?

"Your Majesty, I'm not asking you to be a deserter!"

"Instead, I beg you to leave this land with the living power of the kingdom!"

"Get out of this place of death that opened the gates of hell!"

"The revival of the Kingdom of Hungary cannot be achieved without you!"

"If I have anything to do, please let me resist!"

Dead!

Silent!

Dazed!

Bella blames herself all the time, the king made a mistake, does she want her subordinates to fill in!

"I'm leading you south to regain Croatia!"

"Now the kingdom's homeland has not been recovered, but the most elite warriors have all been buried in the south!"

"I don't want to be nailed to the pillar of shame!"

Bella looked at her subordinates with sad eyes, pity the young man.

"Then allow me to continue to follow Your Majesty to the battlefield!"

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The Cumans on the opposite side unchained and dismounted, and the ironclad cavalry with helmets and armor seemed to want to participate in the foot battle.

The attentive Hungarian officer waved his arms as soon as the enemy dismounted, intending to shoot all the Cuman cavalry.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

Such a clear and crisp sound was an indication of the weakness of the short bow, and the protective armor provided by the Romans was strong and reliable.

The Magyars all looked at their officers, and the enemy was slowly approaching the area.

Every step of the enemy's heavy armor soldiers on the ground is accompanied by a strong tremor, which is terrifying.

Pulling out the mace, Laszló suppressed the gloom in his heart, and had to admit that the Romans not only surpassed Hungary in craftsmanship, but also the bravery of the enemy army was beyond the reach of the Magyars.

"Three-three-one team, with a mace!"

The superior number of 3,000 Hungarian soldiers came in groups of three, with mace fighters in the center facing the Cuman heavily, and the other two assisted.

"Hah!"

A hammer slammed into the armor of the Cumans, knocking over a warrior.

Laszló swung his hammer and slammed it down again, and the Cumans' iron armor was finally overwhelmed and disconnected, mixed with blood and plasma.

The barbarian warrior grabbed the Hungarian officer's mace and held on to it so tightly that it would not let go.

The two Cuman dead soldiers who jumped onto the barricade saw the opportunity and immediately took advantage of the opportunity to kill left and right.

Releasing his mace, Laszlo drew his dagger, and the preciousness that the king had bestowed on the royal guard was no longer a decoration, but a murderous weapon on the battlefield.

Two slashes, two rolls, the Hungarian king's chief guard with one enemy and two without falling behind.

The elite of the other kingdoms on the left and right are a team of three people who can match the daring warriors of the Cumans.

Up and down the camps on the southern front, the two armies fought and deprived each other of the lives of the vanquished.

The Hungarian king of Béla on the northern front was also fighting hard, and the strongest of the hussars was under his command.

But the same Cumans Wanju Buck also brought the most powerful forces.

The steppe cavalry knew each other and used the same tactics to seek victory in the chaos of battle.

"Assault!"

"Assault!"

"Defeat the enemy in front of us, and we can open the way to escape!"

"Give it all your strength and fight it!"

Béla is on the front line as a king, emulating the heroic posture of her ancestors and carrying out the spirit of the Magyars.