The berserkers of the Imperial Varangian Guard roared like thunder, roared, and ran wildly, sprinting at full speed.

In an instant, they were among the Seljuk cavalry, and the men flipped on their backs, and the blood flowed and drifted.

When Shishman stood up from behind the Imperial Army's sword and shield battle, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

As far as the eye could see, the ground was littered with dead bodies, the stump of men, the severed limbs of horses, the scattered armor, and the broken spears.

The Seljuk cavalry was knocked out of the Imperial Army's battle formation, and the dead were innumerable.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Ho!"

"Ho!"

"This is the Varangian Guard, the Imperial Army, which has been famous for hundreds of years?"

"This is the Imperial Army that follows the Supreme Empire of the Past Dynasties!"

"Is the Varangian Guard so strong on the plains?"

"Did Emperor Basil use this strong force to defeat the world-famous Imperial Holy Cavalry, Saracen Cavalry, and Bulgarians!"

Shishman trembled, his fingers trembling slightly, his heart shocked.

After fighting the Fourth Legion of the Imperial Army for half a day, the enemy's elite cavalry had been wiped out, the dead fell to the ground, and the defeated were expelled from the battlefield.

What is this indescribable sense of disobedience?

Khayyam walked past Shishman with his guards and looked at the stunned Imperial General.

"Yes!"

"This is the real Varangian Guard!"

"The Imperial Army decides the outcome of the battle!"

The commander of the Imperial Army looked at all this indifferently, and was not at all surprised that the Seljuk Iron Cavalry was strewn with corpses.

Drawing his sword, Khayyam looked up at the darkening sky.

"It looks like it's going to rain!"

"I'm going to join the battle!"

Passing by Shishman's side, the commander of the Imperial Army whispered a sentence that suddenly woke up the Imperial General.

"Your Excellency!"

"Don't look at me like that, the Varangian Guard doesn't have a new Aconis yet, and I'm reluctant to take up my post first."

After speaking, the commander of the Imperial Army led the guards to chase the Varangian guards of the Imperial Army running wildly in front.

"This guy!"

"Obviously, I want to kill someone!"

The Imperial General covered his face and gathered his ranks, and now the Fourth Army of the Imperial Army can be repaired.

……

Mu Weiye had never felt such horror, those Imperial Tomahawks were not like living people.

Fearless of death, not afraid of pain, with a tomahawk in hand, he splits all enemies that stand in his way.

It seems to be the battle instinct given by heaven and earth, like the resurrection of hellish demons!

The killing is all in plain sight!

Defeated!

The eastern tribesmen were the first to retreat, and they were even inferior to the Seljuk cavalry, which had been in battle for a long time.

But such a result did not surprise Muweieh.

It's still like that, it's so embarrassing, it's so miserable.

The demoralized Eastern tribesmen were accustomed to fighting with the wind, and their losses against such a formidable enemy were staggering.

Unlike the cavalry recruited by the Seljuk Gazi of Romani and the elite Ghulam Guards of the town.

These eastern tribesmen had limited resilience and quickly reached their upper limit in terms of what they could sustain.

Gotta go!

For the sake of the tribe, even if it was attacked by the Sultan after the war, it had to leave.

Several leaders of the Eastern Buramen glanced at each other, and their hearts were connected, and they made a decision in an instant.

Thousands of remnants of the cavalry were defeated and scattered, and their commander Muwiyah was abandoned.

The heart is bleeding!

Mu Weiye looked at the war knife in his hand, which was stained with blood, and it was not the soldier of the Varangian Guard of the Imperial Army.

But they did not listen to the orders of the eastern tribesmen who wanted to flee from the battle.

But it didn't work, I ran anyway!

"Bastard!"

"Betrayal!"

The Seljuks, who were still fighting bloody, shouted loudly, but the battle was defeated and retreated.

The cavalry of the Roma army was easily expelled from the phalanx of the Imperial army's sword and shield soldiers.

Inside, tens of thousands of soldiers of the Varangian Guard of the Imperial Army were soon killed.

There are no more Seljuks left alive in the lines of the Fourth Army of the Imperial Army!

The berserkers' tomahawks were dripping with blood, their heads were rolling under their feet, and their hideous faces were smiling, which was extremely terrifying.

Muwiye pushed through the crowd, he had to step up.

The Seljuk cavalry officers at the front were now counted as the highest-ranking in the army.

"Steady!"

"Steady!"

"His Royal Highness the Prince's Guards will come to support immediately!"

In the bloody battle earlier, Seljuk light and heavy cavalry pounced on the Imperial army battle formation one after another, and their heads were bloody.

The two commanders were killed in battle, and Muwiyer was now in his place.

"Seljuks!"

"Seljuks!"

"The Romans slaughtered our brothers and sisters, killed our brothers and sisters!"

"Hate?"

"Does it hurt?"

"Then fight!"

"Let them pay with blood!"

Mu Weiye looked back, and the Seljuks were all watching him, and he couldn't retreat!

If he retreats, the Sultan will not spare him!

Then fight to the death!

In the end, it is the elite who follow Arslan to fight in all directions, and the Seljuks have not yet crossed.

After a few breaths, the army was regrouped and returned to fight, and the Roma army miraculously regained its morale.

"Arslan's military brigade that has been commanding for many years is really unique!"

Khayyam saw that the Seljuk cavalry, which had been fighting against the Imperial Army for decades, had returned.

The young man who was shouting to cheer up was good, but alas, it was the eagle dog of the Seljuks.

"Resilience is good!"

The Imperial Commander's sword was pointed at directly, the blade was sharp, and the cold light was shining, and the Varangian guards pounced again.

The two armies met again outside the front of the Fourth Army of the Imperial Army.

The Imperial Berserker Tomahawk slashed through the armor of the Seljuk Iron Cavalry, chopped off the heads, chopped off the limbs, and slaughtered all sides.

After charging into the Imperial warband, Muwiyer's mount was cut off by a tomahawk that slashed at him.

The horse fell in a wailing and threw General Rohm several meters away.

Standing up, Muwiye fainted when the majestic Imperial soldiers struck him on the head with the handle of an axe.

"Alive!"

"Seljuk generals!"

The captured Muwiye was dragged into the Imperial army in a coma.

The Seljuks, who had lost their commander, did not panic this time, but fought to the death.

There was silence, swords intersected, and only the sound of weapons colliding.

With his sword in hand, Khayyam leaped into the warband, where he had longed for blood.

The cuirass of a Seljuk cavalryman was cut open, and his torsophied body was still wriggling on the ground.

Stepping over, Khayyam casually slashed down a rebel who crashed into him in a panic, and directly chopped off his head.

Plasma splattered, full of blood, this is purgatory on earth, and angels will no longer redeem.

Dark clouds and raindrops are falling, washing away the blood stains and sweeping away the filth of the world.

As the Ghulam Guards approached, the Seljuk flag slowly fell in the rain.

The Roma cavalry could only die and struggle, and were feasted on by the Imperial army, and their lives were devoured.

"Kill it!"

Prince Kehoslu trembled slightly, Roma's war potential had been destroyed by the imperial army's eastward advance.

Now that there are many major battles and heavy casualties, how difficult it should be to restore the establishment after the war!

The foundation of Roma has been shaken, and if the army is damaged too much and its vitality is greatly damaged, the day of overthrow may not be far off!

……

The battle of Trabzon lasted until noon, and the Roma army was defeated and defeated after heavy rain.

The next day the main forces of the Imperial Army marched eastward and boarded, and the naval fleet left the Black Sea.