"Your Majesty, this surprise attack must be pointed, we only have three hundred light horsemen, and we lack physical strength, and we will be wiped out by the other party if we are not careful."

Although he reluctantly agreed to Randy's plan, Alpha chattered on the way, and repeatedly said it there, which made Randy tired of it, and almost punched the guy in the pale face, but Randy finally held back, after all, this guy is a loyal minister, and this admonition is also for his own safety.

"Why don't you go back first, and let your subordinates lead the team?"

"Absolutely not!"

Randy didn't want to decisively refuse, if he didn't have his own stunt moment, this raid would not have any strategic significance at all except for harassing the enemy, and Alpha had no choice but to tell the surrounding guard knights to let them protect Randy's safety.

After nearly half an hour, the light cavalry could already see a large number of flickering fires in the distance, and Randy knew that it was the Eastern Roman army that had lit torches and was returning to his camp, so he ordered his soldiers to extinguish their torches, sneak closer, and observe for a long time but could not find the royal banner of Basil II.

"It looks like it's impossible to rush over and capture the flag." Randy sighed, but was a little relieved, because this plan was too risky, and Randy himself didn't think about whether he should carry it out or not, which would not find the emperor's banner, just to give Randy a reason.

"Then just find a weak spot and charge." Randy made up his mind and beckoned the cavalry to get closer, and there was the sound of thunderstorms in the dark night as a cover, and the Eastern Roman army was sure that the Normans had no power to fight back, so they were defenseless, and even let a cavalry touch seventy meters away, and they didn't notice it at all!

Although it is still possible to go a little further, but if the charging distance is not enough, the impact will be greatly reduced, Randy saw that the time was right, so he raised the command knife in his hand and roared with all his strength:

"Charge!"

Immediately after the moment of stunt death, the three hundred and twenty-four cavalrymen instantly let out a roar like wild beasts, the muscles of the whole body tensed, the blue muscles on their faces protruded, their eyes were scarlet, and they rushed towards the Eastern Roman army without any sense of fear.

Basil II did not expect, in fact, the entire Eastern Roman army could not have imagined that in such adversity, the Normans could pull up a cavalry to counterattack.

With the blessing of the new stunt moment, the three hundred lightly armed cavalry, along with their horses, became ferocious beasts, launching a fierce charge against a weak link in the Eastern Roman army.

In such a rainy night, the Eastern Roman army had no idea how many men and horses were attacking from the other side, only to see a large group of lightly armed levies being killed under a charge from the other side, and the light cavalry in a furious state plus the impact of the war horses were not inferior even compared to the charge of the minotaur.

In an instant, the Eastern Roman army, which was still celebrating its victory, was very happy and sad, and in a state of rage, soldiers with terrifying and strange powers like humans and bears attacked wildly, using all the weapons they could use, spears, swords, scimitars, broken armor, stones, and even teeth and fists, they could even kill a fully armed Eastern Roman soldier with their fists!

"Blame! Monster! ”

The Eastern Roman soldiers shouted in panic, some of them began to flee in a daze, and of course some of them were bold enough to clench their weapons and fight back against those soldiers, but it was completely useless, the speed of these cavalry was too fast, and the impact was quite terrifying, and those crazy horses seemed to think of themselves as rhinoceros, completely ignoring their own identity, and rampaging through the crowd.

The cavalry on horseback also shot extremely quickly, the long sword scimitar in his hand slashed like lightning, and the strength was amazing, even the heavily armed Eastern Roman Imperial Foresters, wearing heavy scale armor, or the Eastern Roman ironclad paladiers, could not withstand their attacks again and again.

It's incredible! All they hold in their hands are swords, not heavy weapons like tomahawks and maces, and they are not divine weapons like Uzi steel knives, but they can have such terrifying destructive power.

"Damn! Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! ”

An Eastern Roman general in the crowd shouted angrily, and as he shouted, a large number of Trabizon archers armed with compound bows, and Greek crossbowmen armed with Greek crossbows, aimed at the fellows and fired indiscriminately.

According to the other party's preliminary estimates, these soldiers with almost no armor on their bodies should be the best bow and arrow targets, and the facts are very close to what the Greeks guessed, but after this rain of arrows, there are indeed many unlucky Norman cavalrymen who have arrows stuck in their bodies, but as long as they don't shoot through the skull directly, or shoot them in the heart, these guys can continue to cut people like normal people.

Randy was a little unlucky, an arrow shot directly into his bare arm, fortunately it was not unlucky, and did not hit the artery, Randy gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword, bent down with the help of horsepower, from a dead Eastern Roman soldier, ripped off a piece of cloth to bandage himself hastily, and then continued to charge, seeing that there were no enemy soldiers in front of him, Randy cheered, he relied on these three hundred light horses, and was stunned to chisel through the Eastern Roman army once.

"Alright, now it's time to go back."

Randy was ecstatic in his heart, wiped the blood from his face, turned his horse around, and ordered, "Charge again." ”

This is the more than 170 cavalry is still in a state of rage, all acting on instinct, with the indomitable momentum and the last remaining bit of wisdom in the berserk, obeying Randy's orders and charging forward, but this will not obey the order, except for Randy's side of less than a hundred cavalry to charge with Randy, the rest of the more cavalry fell into the military formation, relying on their own advantages to massacre, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Damn! It seems that this skill is not very convenient either. Randy gritted his teeth, didn't care about those cavalry, took this group of cavalry who were still able to charge into battle, and rushed back to the already chaotic array of the Eastern Roman army, and returned to rush over the same way, during which because of the decrease in numbers, there were several encounters that were attacked by the enemy, but fortunately, there was no danger and finally succeeded in breaking through, and the skill limitation of half an hour at the desperate moment also passed, and he chiseled through the enemy formation twice, coupled with the side effects of the desperate moment, so that the surrounding light cavalry did not even have the strength to cheer.

"There are still two dozen riding ......"

At a cursory glance, Randy saw that there were only a few cavalrymen left around him, and all of them were wounded, and the corners of his mouth cracked as if he wanted to laugh, but he soon died of pain because he touched the wound, and he wanted to say a few words of inspiration, but he couldn't say anything anyway.

At this time, the biting chill poured on his body by the heavy rain finally attacked, Randy felt that he was about to freeze to death, and he couldn't talk anymore, and when he rode back, he heard the wail of his crotch mount, and fell to his knees, almost throwing Randy out, and when Randy was looking, the war horse that had been with him for several years had already died.

"Exhausted?" Randy crouched down, closed his eyes on his horse, and hurried back with another cavalryman, only to be helped back to his tent, where he lay on his bed unable to move.

The night went on and on, and the next morning, Basil II, in the Eastern Roman barracks, had a pale complexion, not at all like the expression he had just won.

That night, the Norman raid was like a slap in the face of the arrogant emperor, and the figure obtained after the collection of corpses and capture of prisoners of war was that the cavalry of the opposing side definitely did not exceed five hundred, and they were gouged through! Or chisel twice!

Although Basil II claimed to have exaggerated the number of the enemy's surprise attack tenfold, saying that 5,000 elite cavalry in full armor would eventually attack him, the message spread little by little, especially in the nearest area of the assault site, where thousands of people saw the scene.

"There are only fifty of them at most! If I lie, let God punish me to hell. Some swore by this.

In short, the morale of the Greek army, which had been in high spirits because of the victory during the day, was slightly demoralized because of the last raid, although some people asked: "If the other side really has such strong cavalry, why not use it during the day?" ”

But no one answered his question, in short, the other side had a strong enough cavalry to be a hundred, this is certain.

"Find a captive alive, and I'll interrogate him myself." Basil II said this with a gloomy face in his tent, after exerting great pressure on the Greek generals present.

"Your Majesty!"

The Greek general in charge of intelligence, Elius, who was also one of the famous generals of the Eastern Romans, breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the camp.

Outside the tent, the rain was still falling non-stop, and there was no intention of stopping at all.

After a few words of explanation with the Eastern Roman soldiers outside the tent, Elius quickly returned to the tent and nodded to Basil II, and sat back in his seat.

After a while, the prisoners of war, whose hair was scattered and whose whole body was wrapped in a coat of arms, were delivered.

"Normans, His Majesty the Great Emperor Basil has a few questions for you, please answer them well." Elius said to the man whose entire face was hidden in his hood.

"I'm a nobleman, and I think I can afford to pay my ransom, please give me the nobleman what he deserves." The owner of this voice said this, and the corners of his mouth turned up as if he was a little disdainful, which made the Greek generals next to him feel a little annoyed.

"You are now our captive, watch your attitude, barbarian!" A general said unceremoniously.

"Humph!" The man snorted disappreciatively, and his disdain overflowed, and he completely angered the general at once.

"Looks like you're going to have to suffer a little bit to know who you are!" The general stood up and prepared to walk over.

"Stop! Your Majesty is still here, what kind of system are you like this? Elius shouted.

"I'm very sorry, Your Majesty, but you can see that this barbarian doesn't know what politeness is." The general quickly turned around, glared at Ellius, and explained to Basil II.

"Without saying much, sit down." Basil II said in an unquestioning voice.

The Greek general was slightly relieved to see that his emperor had not pursued his faux pas.

"Give the Norman nobles a chair too!" At Basil II's command, two Eastern Roman soldiers immediately brought chairs, and the Norman prisoners sat down unceremoniously.

"Alright! Your Majesty! I think you can ask me some questions, but I won't say them if it's confidential. The Norman nobleman lifted her hood, revealing a pale face, pale unkempt hair, and a gloomy expression.

"Very well, let's start with your name and position!" Basil II nodded and asked.

"Viscount Alpha, Captain of the Norman Kingdom Knights."

Last night...... Alpha is also affected by the Desperate Hour skill.

He was much stronger than the other cavalry, and before the main force could penetrate successfully, he had already fallen into the enemy line and did not know where to go, and when Randy led a small group of cavalry to break through, a large number of cavalry who remained in place lost their skills, and were either chopped to pieces by the angry Greeks, or captured by the exhaustion of Alpha.

There are more than twenty of them, the number is not much, except for one of them is a Hungarian ranger leader, the others are royal knights, the kind with noble titles, they are not worried about their own life safety, after all, they are nobles, nobles have privileges from beginning to end, even if they become captives, the Greeks claim to be a civilized nation, and they are naturally more particular about this, the next day after the knights are disarmed, they will arrange food and lodging, and the standards are indeed according to the quota of ordinary nobles, I just can't get out of my tent.

Listening to Alpha's self-report, Basil II nodded, not caring on the surface, but a little underestimated in his heart, and glared at Elius fiercely, and the Greek generals around Basil II, especially the one who wanted to teach the other party a lesson before, were even more on guard, afraid that this guy would suddenly burst out and hurt people, especially the translator next to Alpha, who was so frightened that he went directly under the table.

Speaking of which, Elius's intelligence work is still good, and he has all the important generals related to the Norman Kingdom, including Viscount Alpha, the strongest knight under Randy, the champion of the Norman Kingdom Knight Competition, and the first general in the Norman army.

Such a guy is extremely dangerous even if he does not have a weapon in his hand.

If you don't tie up this guy with all kinds of flowers, or cut off his hands and feet, which guy can feel at ease? If he suddenly breaks out and hurts someone, who can control it?

For a while, the air was a little condensed, and Elius smiled bitterly, and felt a little unbelievable, who knew that this skinny and decrepit tuberculosis ghost would be the first brave general in the Norman army?

The two sides were silent for a moment, until two heavily armed Eastern Roman guards entered the tent and vaguely surrounded Alpha in the middle, and the Greek generals breathed a sigh of relief.

"Humph!" Alpha snorted in disdain, causing the Greek generals to blush a little.

"Then the second question ......"

(End of chapter)