The attack in the morning did not go well, so Lilianu changed her tactics again, attacking with cannon fodder troops, ordinary troops, and elite troops, and attacked in turn, at which time the quartermaster ran over to Lilianu and reported that there were not many supplies in the army, especially since the two days of attack had caused a sharp increase in javelin consumption.

"Tell Hongu directly, how many javelins are there?" Lilianu asked.

"Five hundred and fifty-five." The quartermaster replied.

"Five hundred and fifty-five, it should be possible to launch two attacks, our army's javelinmen have also suffered heavy losses in the last few wars, and now the total number of javelinmen in the whole army is less than two hundred, and one attack loses a hundred people, and in the end the javelins may not be used up!" Lilianu thought to herself.

On the other side of the barracks, the Eastern Roman light infantry who had just experienced a Liao battle, physically and mentally exhausted, began to complain, the main content of the complaint was that because the time was late, the other soldiers had already finished eating, and the firehead soldiers were troublesome and didn't want to re-light the fire to cook, so let these guys eat the leftovers, the light infantry had just lost the battle, and now they had nowhere to vent, and the more they thought about it, the more angry they became.

"Bastard, can't we even eat a mouthful of hot food? If you are in a hurry, Lao Tzu will stab you to death. ”

As a result, the noise grew louder and louder, and it was not over until Lilianu arrived at the news and really cut off the head of a fellow man with a knife, but after this incident, the Eastern Roman light infantry also began to deviate a little, so in the afternoon the Eastern Roman army attacked again, this time with almost the same result as the previous days.

Although they had lost nearly one-third of their troops in the previous two days of the battle, the Norman Celtic army was confident that their reinforcements would arrive soon, and that the enemy's strength had been greatly depleted, as evidenced by a weak attack like the afternoon.

Even Artoria couldn't help but start thinking like this......

If it weren't for her own physical condition, she wouldn't have needed Randy to save her at all, and she would have been able to break through by herself.

It's just a pity that Artoria is in a bad condition now, and even after repelling the second attack of the enemy in the afternoon, she was in a coma for a while, but the soldiers at that time were fighting hard, so no one noticed.

Artoria was a little scared in her heart, what would happen if the soldiers knew about her physical condition?

Scattered? Or even tied her up and sent her out?

Artoria, like Randy, doesn't dare to have much faith in the loyalty of her subordinates, especially in times of difficulty.

"It's probably going to be two or three days away! If you can't hold on, it's over. ”

Seeing that her army had once again defeated the enemy's attack, Artoria cleared her throat very hard, coughed up a mouthful of blood-streaked phlegm, made her voice much clearer, and reluctantly stood up and encouraged the soldiers loudly: "Good job, soldiers, you let those enemies, let those damn cunning and incompetent Greeks rack their brains, but there is nothing to be done, you are worthy of being a lonely subordinate." ”

The soldiers cheered loudly, although they also thought in their hearts, why as a powerful queen, did not take the lead in the attack as she usually does, and even opened her mouth to command like yesterday, which made the soldiers feel a little uncomfortable, but this is a small matter, as long as you can win, everything is a small matter.

Meanwhile......

Eastern Roman Camp ......

There was also a group of soldiers who could not sleep, talking about the battle that had taken place yesterday during the day.

They were all involved in the personal Praetorian Guard before the gladiator slave was born Lilianu.

"When we followed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, she promised us to get ahead and become big shots, but now it seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's words are a little ......"

Behind the scenes, rumors began to circulate that were very unfavorable to Lilianu, although there were also some who were more convinced, or rather loyal, said:

"If it weren't for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, we would have been consumed like toys by those nobles in the gladiatorial arena, and we would have learned about Entu."

"Is there any difference between dying in the gladiatorial arena and dying on the battlefield? It's all for the interests of those nobles, that woman herself is a royal family, and she is the leader of that group of nobles, how can she listen to her words? ”

"You guy, do you want to betray His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"I just don't want my brothers to die in vain!"

"How could the brothers die for nothing? We are honored, and our death is honorable. ”

"Do you believe that woman's words? She said that just to make us work for her. ”

"Looks like you're already trying to betray His Royal Highness!"

"Nope! I just don't want my brothers to die in vain! ”

After the quarrel, there was a fire merger, a mutiny, and maybe these four or five thousand stragglers were brave, and it was not necessary to disperse in such a hurry.

But neither side continued at this point, and the next day, Lilianu received a report that dozens of soldiers in the army had escaped in the night.

Lilianu tried to act as indifferent as she could: "I know, it's okay, they'll regret it one day, and we'll go on the attack." ”

However, Lilianu felt very bad in her heart, and after watching a batch of listless cannon fodder up the mountain as she had done yesterday, she turned around and found her guards.

"Prepare the horses, and if something happens, the palace must be evacuated as soon as possible." Lilianu instructed the captain of the Imperial Guards.

"Understood! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! ”

Although like the ordinary regular army, the middle-level officers in charge of 1,500 heavy infantry have the same title, but the gold content of this captain is much higher than the former, they are all born in the Eastern Roman nobility, received a good military education, and have great achievements and loyalty, once the meritorious service or other legion generals are vacant, they are the first to be thought of, the first to be promoted, as long as a little patience does not make any mistakes, they can easily become the commander in charge of a regular army, Or even a general of a theater of operations, a governor of a region.

Therefore, no one dares to offend these hidden dragons and phoenixes, on the contrary, there are more people who will come to pat their ass, and they will give generous gifts when they have nothing to do during the New Year's holidays, these guys are treated very well, the future is bright, there are people who flatter and have a good reputation, and the ironclad paladazions are completely different situations.

If the ironclad paladon is an ordinary soldier, he can still get in if he works hard, but the Imperial Guards only levy the children of the Eastern Roman nobility, and they are all traditional aristocratic families, not the so-called noble titles of those merchants who have broken out to raise donations, and the genealogy of those aristocratic families can generally be traced back to the time of Theodosius the Great, more than half can be traced back to Constantine the Great, and even some can be traced back to the era when the Roman Empire was not divided.

Therefore, for such a position of captain, the vast majority of Eastern Romans are very satisfied, except for this one, that is, following His Royal Highness, the captain of the 10th Brigade of the Imperial Guards, should be called the unlucky of the lucky ones, after serving as the captain of the 10th Brigade of the Imperial Guards, he was immediately attacked by others who fancied this position, and was about to resign on his own initiative, but was sent by Basil II to guard her daughter Lilianu.

For Stavlos, the ups and downs of life are too exciting.

This guy who is not smart, but not stupid thinks about it, and understands his role as a senior jailer, and there is basically no problem in keeping the position of this captain, but there is no chance at all if he wants to go one step higher, and after Basil II dies and Lilianu succeeds as empress, his fate as a poor creature can be imagined.

But at this time, Lilianu took the initiative to hand him an olive branch.

Lilianu's offer was very simple, she was still the guard of Basil II on the surface, but secretly took refuge in her, and when she ascended the throne, she promoted him to the rank of captain and accepted him as her confidant.

Stavlorus is still very young, naturally unwilling to die in the position of captain for the rest of his life, the two hit it off, and after Stavlorus saw the eloquence of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he thought that he was not with the wrong person, and made the final choice in the Norman Pirate landing Sergeant Tennople incident, and followed Lilianu to fight, which can be regarded as putting himself on the bright side and becoming the backbone of the Crown Prince's faction known to everyone.

With the crown prince's series of victories in Asia Minor, his prestige is in full swing, and Stavoros also feels that his good days are coming, the old emperor is over sixty years old, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in his prime, like the sun is rising, and he is afraid that he will not be able to be promoted to make a fortune and glorify his ancestors?

But maybe God didn't like this guy's behavior and deliberately honed her.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was on full throttle, was sent to Eastern Europe to command an army of 30,000 and unite with the Eastern Europeans to resist the Norman invasion.

And then there was tragedy!!

The allied forces of Eastern Rome and the Eastern European countries were defeated by Artoria without any suspense, and at that time Stavros could comfort himself that there were mistakes and horses, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was just a moment of bad luck, as long as she assisted her, she could be rejuvenated.

But that's not the case, the wind is indeed there, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is fluttering, and he can't jump over it no matter what, so where is the queen on the mountain? It is obviously a sea of gold and silver, but this sea of gold and silver is right in front of you, but you can see it, you can't touch it.

The offensive in recent days has been unfavorable, so that there are some military spirits in the Royal Forest Army, these guys are all children of nobles, most of them are not afraid of death, but what they are afraid of is that they die without a name, if they die in the previous battle of Krakow, it will be better, glorious, wonderful, and worth this life, but if you die in this kind of place, because of military rations or diseases, wouldn't it be an unclear death, which makes people laugh!

Fortunately, the prestige of Stavlos is still relatively high and can control the scene, but in a few days, after the military rations are consumed, what will become of the situation, it is unknown.

It was at this moment that Stavros was about to hear His Royal Highness the Crown Prince say this, almost preparing to flee in advance, and his confidence in her heart was shaken again.

Is this guy really a Mingjun? Or am I looking away?

Thinking of this, Stavlos couldn't help but suffer from gains and losses!

In short, regardless of whether Lilianu was a wise monarch or not, the battle ended in defeat.

Originally, both the Normans and the Eastern Romans had clearly calculated the approximate time for the arrival of Randy's reinforcements, but what neither side expected was that Randy's army would come so quickly, one man and three horsemen rushed here day and night, and eight thousand people passed everything around hundreds of miles like a sieve, and it took less than half a day to find this battlefield.

After hearing the report of the Scout Rangers, Randy immediately decided that this was the target he was looking for, and the eight thousand hussars marched to the battlefield at the fastest speed, and it only took two hours to devote themselves to the war, and they did not even have time to rest, and they were caught off guard by the opponent in a state of severe physical exhaustion.

Norman Hussars in the World!!!!

After the Battle of Budapest, the Norman hussars won this praise for their excellent performance, and this almost show-off battle once again illustrates this.

That's right, it's very true.

It was the law, it was the truth, and the cavalry hundreds, attacking from all directions, with bows and arrows like rain and scimitars as bright as the moon, crushed the unstable Eastern Roman army with just one charge, thanks to Lilianu, who did not hesitate to flee after hearing the sound of horses' hooves running in the distance, otherwise she would have been either killed or captured.

"Is this the power of the Norman cavalry? Randy von Hoffman, what a horrible man! While fleeing quickly, while turning his head to look at the scene of his own army being tortured and killed from a distance, Lilianu had some admiration for the unmasked Randy, and had a good impression, just like the truth that the same sex repels and opposites attract, Lilianu was defeated by Artoria twice in a row, which only made Lilianu feel ashamed and hateful, but for Randy, there was a hint of appreciation mixed with hatred.

"Your Majesty, there is a group of fleeing cavalry to the west." Alpha reminded.

"Don't worry about it, just run, it's no big deal, the matter of cleaning up the battlefield will be left to you." After Randy finished speaking, he rode in the direction of the mountain heights.

Alpha nodded and shouted: "The enemy army has been defeated, don't kill, capture it alive, the Eastern Romans are locked up for ransom, and the Eastern European ones are sent to the mines as slave laborers." ”

A group of heralds beside Alpha responded violently, holding the three-clawed phoenix banner and scattering the heralds, and the hussars heard that they could still get a vote, and they quickly scattered excitedly.

None of this had anything to do with Randy, though, as the Norman hussars swept them apart, waking up Artoria from a drowsy leaning on a tree on the nameless heights.

"What's going on?" Artoria asked in a weak tone.

"Your Royal Highness, it's reinforcements, those damned Eastern Romans have been crushed, and we're safe." After the soldier finished speaking, his excitement overflowed.

"I see!" Artoria breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to get up, but her body felt so heavy that she couldn't even move.

"Hani! Hani! Randy was so worried that he ran over as fast as he could, hugging Artoria's shoulder.

Randy...... I'm so sleepy! Artoria barely opened her eyes, and when she saw Randy, she finally put her mind at ease and smiled, tilted her head, and closed her eyes.

“………………”

Randy suddenly felt his heart beat faster to more than two hundred per minute, his face turned pale, and his trembling hand reached out to Artoria's nose.

"Still breathing, not dead!"

This one was too violent, and Randy's forced march for several days in a row was not in good physical condition, and he was overjoyed and sad, and then he was overjoyed, and the whole person was like riding a roller coaster, and he almost fainted.

"Doctor! Where's the doctor? Where is Hippocrates? Hurry up and call him over. ”

"Let's see, what's going on?"

Looking at Hippocrates, who was brought over by the hussars as fast as he could, Randy asked nervously.

"It's okay, it's just an ordinary cold and flu, just prescribe a few pairs of medicines and rest for a few days."

Randy was relieved when he heard this.

(End of chapter)