Thinking of this, Alpha's eyes were doubly hideous, he dropped his cavalry spear and pulled out his black long sword, urging the war horse under his crotch, and with a flash of sword light, he beheaded the ironclad holy cavalry on the opposite side.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier......

The situation on the frontal battlefield also began to deteriorate, the Norman army's front was shrinking little by little, while the Eastern Roman army was advancing, and finally as a dozen Eastern Roman lancers charged, a small group of Norman militia was directly routed, and the gap began to grow larger and wider.

In the end, after Randy found out, he directly threw two thousand people into it, but it still had no effect at all, a large number of Eastern Roman heavy infantry, light infantry, temporary conscripted hammer soldiers, short sword soldiers, and barbarian mercenaries, like a torrent of catharsis, frantically poured in from that gap.

And the gap is getting bigger and bigger, and the front of the entire Norman army is about to be lost.

"Ahhhhh......h

Randy roared frantically, leading his guard knights to charge towards the gap, and at the same time unleashing the stunt Hades Scream, the elite heavy cavalry charge combined with Randy's brutality of up to sixteen points, and the effect of Hades Scream, the thousands of Eastern Roman troops in the front row instantly collapsed.

"Fight back! Normans, kill them. Randy roared as he brandished his command knife, and then a stray arrow flew over with a sudden thud, slamming into the Norman iron crown above Randy's head, before being bounced off the side, sliding a bloody streak on the side of Randy's face.

Randy was stunned for a moment, and broke out in a cold sweat, but the next moment he was washed away by the rain.

"Your Majesty!"

Several of the knights of the guard beside Randy immediately put up their shields and protected Randy tightly.

"Your Majesty! We lost, retreat! Archbishop Peter, who had been with Randy, persuaded him so bitterly.

"How can I do it, how can I fail? I can still keep fighting, remove my shield, let the Normans watch, let the Normans look at me. Randy roared hoarsely.

"Your Majesty!"

Peter yelled back in a voice that was also not inferior to Randy: "It doesn't matter if we die, but Norman can't do without you, if you live, Norman can continue, and if you die, Norman is finished." ”

Randy was silent when he heard this, and the knights of the guard next to him were also anxious, and said loudly to Randy: "Your Majesty, please make a decision early." ”

"Your Majesty, when I am willing to break off, please ask Your Majesty to evacuate temporarily."

"Your Majesty, please don't care about the length of the moment."

The rain was still falling like crazy, and another bolt of lightning shone on Randy's tearful young face.

"Yu is unwilling, Yu can obviously win!"

"Your Majesty!"

Hearing Randy say this, Archbishop Peter was about to persuade him, but he saw a herald covered in blood stumbling over.

"Your Majesty, the right wing, the right wing is dying, Viscount Alpha said that he can still hold on for a maximum of twenty minutes, please make a decision as soon as possible."

“………………”

After hearing another piece of bad news, Randy closed his eyes tightly, and then opened them violently, "We...... Remove! ”

After saying this, Randy looked much more relaxed, tapped the shield that was still standing on one of the guard knights, and said to the guard knight, "Remove the shield, and we will return to the second line." ”

Hearing Randy say this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't notice that Randy put his left hand into his sleeve, clenching his fist tightly, and his entire palm was blurred by the flesh and blood of sharp nail thorns.

The Norman army began to retreat......

Excluding those armies that have been completely crossed, under the command of Randy, the Norman army crossed cover, retreating to their own camp little by little, although defeated, it did not appear to be flustered, the entire army appeared to be in order, but the earth-shattering shouting and killing sound before had disappeared, and the entire army still had nearly 100,000 troops, as if they had all become mute, silently retreating, retreating, and then falling to the ground, not getting up, pulling the thigh of the enemy army opposite, and biting it desperately.

Even so, the Norman army still paid a very heavy price, from time to time a large number of troops were entangled by the enemy, and finally had to leave part of the army behind before any troops could withdraw, and those soldiers who were left behind resisted for a while, and then automatically laid down their arms and became prisoners.

"Defeat but not chaos, it is indeed a strong army." At this time, Basil II, who had already chased after him for more than ten miles on horseback, saw that the retreating Norman army did not collapse all at once, but pulled off layers of skin little by little like an onion, without hurting the roots, and couldn't help but nod in admiration.

When he is in a good mood, the emperor will not be stingy with praise, and he will elevate his opponents, especially those he has defeated, which is also a way to improve himself.

The enemy is strong, but we who can defeat them are stronger.

"But when you encounter an army under the personal command of Your Majesty, it is not a defeat that has lost its armor." A general beside the emperor patted his ass.

"Hehehe, almost!" Basil II replied with a smile as he touched his beard.

"Your Majesty, although our army has won, the enemy army still maintains a strong combat effectiveness, so we need to be cautious." What said another general next to Basil II.

"Of course I do." Basil II frowned at his displeasure and replied insincerely.

Seeing that the front-line troops were following up one after another, and there was no suspense about their own advantage, the Greek general who had spoken out to persuade did not speak again, but continued to ask: "Your Majesty, how long do we have to catch up?" The soldiers had been fighting for a day and were very tired. ”

Basil II thought for a moment and said, "Anyway, we must force the other party to their camp, and then we will return victorious." ”

The Greek general hesitated a little: "So that I will lose more troops......"

"Afraid of what? After this battle, the empire will have no enemies, and tomorrow we will attack their camps, and I will make it impossible for any of these barbarians to go back, think about it, after the coalition of these barbarian kingdoms of Europa is defeated, they will no longer be able to take out a decent army, and because of the estrangement and hatred caused by the defeat, the contradictions between them will be even deeper than that between them and us, Europa will be completely divided, the so-called Catholic Union will be divided, a divided, weak, and lost everything Europe, All it takes is 100,000 more troops for me to conquer it once and for all. ”

"This ...... Your Majesty...... Actually......"

The general hesitated for a moment, and took out a letter from his arms: "This is the latest information from the front line that came three days ago, and at that time, I was not afraid that this would shake the morale of the army, so I put it away privately, please forgive me." ”

"Oh? Front? What other front could go wrong besides this? Iberia? That kind of remote and dilapidated mountainous terrain, even if you lose it all, it is not a big deal. Basil II snorted, leaned down to prevent the letter from getting wet from the rain, and began to read by the light of the torches, but was soon startled.

"It's ...... Aetius, well done, looks like he should change his tactics. Stop the pursuit, Eastern Romans, we have won and before this we have shown our bravery, so now let us show our mercy so that these poor barbarians can go back a few more. ”

After Basil II's order was given, the Greek soldiers, who were also exhausted, breathed a sigh of relief, began to retreat little by little, laughing and mocking loudly at the soldiers opposite, and then departed joyfully as victors.

The content of the letter that Basil II had just seen was a request for help from the front line of Asia Minor, the governor of Nicaea, Bailey:

"100,000 urgent! The heretics have gathered more than 100,000 troops to storm Nicaea! The ministers are outnumbered and can't support it, so I beg Your Majesty to have mercy on the reinforcements! ”

In this way, the Ottoman Turkish sultan, who had been dormant for a long time, once again launched the so-called holy war, and even brazenly claimed that he would take all of Asia Minor into his pocket, and even attack Constantinople.

Although Constantinople, the strongest city in the world, is not something he can really fall if he talks about it casually, but the 100,000 Turkic army is indeed a very terrifying force, and it is also claimed in intelligence that the other party seems to have colluded with the Cumans in the north, and now the Cuman Khanate, which is in the strongest state, can mobilize hundreds of thousands of free troops, although the equipment is poor, but the unique archers and cavalry skills and brave nature of the steppe people, this 100,000 army is really not easy to mess with.

If the news is true, then the eastern territories of the Roman Empire will be hit again.

This was an unacceptable loss for the Empire, and the Hungarian territory acquired by Basil II was not worth mentioning at all.

"Preserve your strength and sign an armistice with the Normans first, so that you can deal with the Turks." Basil II made such a decision almost instantaneously.

At this time, seeing that the Eastern Roman army had been chasing and killing all the time, suddenly retreated, some Norman soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, collapsed directly to the ground, and did not know it despite the heavy rain, and kept praying to God, thanking God for helping them escape the pursuit of the Greeks.

Randy breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a deep sense of bewilderment.

"What the hell is going on? If the enemy continues to hunt ......" Randy vaguely thought about the recent period of time when information about Eastern Rome flashed through his mind, and came up with the most likely answer.

"It looks like there's already a fight in Little Asia."

Coming to this conclusion, Randy finally relented and turned around, looking at the army that looked a little loose because of the relief, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.

"Don't slacken, this is likely to be the other party's trick, if we continue to slack off like this, if the enemy army kills again, we will not be able to resist." Randy shouted like this, reminding the soldier that the nightmare was not over for the time being, and thought for a moment, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Estimate the next ...... The other party is going to take the initiative to negotiate with Yu, but Yu also wants to save face......"

Randy snorted, then shouted, "Alpha, Alpha, are you this guy dead?" ”

"I'm here, Your Majesty!"

The captain of the death knight named by Randy squeezed out of the crowd, in the fierce battle just now, this strong warrior killed at least hundreds of women, but he was not fine, his left arm was still faintly painful, coupled with such bad weather, most of them would leave the root of the disease, in addition, this knight's helmet did not know where it was lost, and the original black and shiny armor was also full of blood, and his usual pale complexion was now even more bloody, and under the light of torches or lightning, it looked like a dead corpse.

In fact, Randy's condition is not very good, his originally handsome and handsome face is covered with rain, mixed with the blood flowing from the previous wound, which makes the Norman king look a little hideous.

The Iron Crown was crooked by the arrows from before, and his golden hair was scattered and dull, but the terrifying light in Randy's eyes was shining brighter and brighter.

"Let's go, the battle isn't over yet, my knight." Randy became excited again at this time, and said as he grabbed Alpha's shoulder vigorously.

"We ...... What are we going to do? Alpha asked, slightly confused.

"You see that the other side has withdrawn, the other side must think that in such a situation, we have lost our combat capability, if we can concentrate a part of the elite cavalry at this time, and in turn assault the other party, then it will not be regarded as a victory, and it can also make the other party suffer heavy losses, and dare not underestimate us again."

The more Randy spoke, the more excited he became, and the light in his eyes grew stronger, making Alpha a little scared.

"But that's the way it is, Your Majesty...... We can't do an effective counterattack, even if the cavalry can barely move, but the horses are tired to death, you see......"

Randy followed Alpha's fingers and saw a number of warhorses that had fallen to the ground foaming at the corners of their mouths and wailing.

"The cavalry that is barely able to fight, including the subordinates, will not exceed five cavalry, with five weak cavalry to attack the 100,000 enemy troops who have just won and have high morale, Your Majesty think twice!"

"Five? Enough is enough. After pondering for a moment, Randy gritted his teeth to make such a decision, and at the same time shouted to the soldiers in a hoarse voice: "Warriors, warriors from the Catholic world, if we give up such a good opportunity just because there are few people, even God will not forgive us, what we have to do is to fight with the determination to die, God favors the brave." ”

As soon as Randy's voice fell, Enides' voice suddenly appeared in his mind......

"Congratulations to the host for comprehending the second stunt: "Desperate Moment", which can make all allies within two meters of the surrounding area go berserk in a short period of time, and after the berserk, they will lose most of their sanity, and they can only barely distinguish between friend and foe, and the attack power has been greatly increased, and it is its lock unchanged, unless it is extremely seriously damaged, it will not die immediately if it is fatally wounded, the time limit is half an hour, and after half an hour, the berserk soldier will consume all his physical strength, and the movement speed will be greatly reduced in a short time, The mortally wounded soldier died on the spot after being lifted into rage. ”

After hearing such a voice, Randy was stunned for a moment, looked up to the sky and smiled: "Sure enough, the sky will not kill me, God treats me well, soldiers, my soldiers, if you can still fight, stand up for me, and I will take you to kill." ”

Seeing his lord like this, the blood in the hearts of the Viking warriors burned again!

A large number of soldiers regained their strengths, roaring and picking out barely able to move horses, the heavy cavalry stripped off their armor and went into battle bare, and Randy also took off his cloak, his crown, silk shirt, and delicate underlined chain mail, a total of three hundred and twenty-four cavalry were selected, and under Randy's leadership, they took advantage of the night to return to the battlefield again.

(End of chapter)