"Sabina, run, head to the camp!" Gawain turned around, struck the black mare's buttocks with the back of his halberd, and the other party screamed and ran towards the woods.

Then, the horses followed Sabina's footsteps and galloped wildly through the woods, and under the arrows flying horizontally and vertically, the unfortunate squad that served as scouts also left the corpses of the two centaurs, and left the trail one after another, holding their shields, crouching and sticking to the edge of the jungle, and did not flee indiscriminately.

Under the nose guard of the helmet, Gawain's eyes kept rolling nervously, so still that he could hear the sound of their own breathing, but he and Diognis both heard it, and on either side of them, the people shouting Turkic words were hurrying around, "Don't mess with Gawain, they are testing us, waiting for us to be automatically exposed, and in this mist, their bows and arrows are also difficult to shoot." The guard reminded in a suppressed voice.

"They're coming from the front, too!" At a distance of about ten feet, Erikson pointed and gestured like this.

They were only one width of the trail from the Turkic soldiers in Erickson's mouth, and the gray-white trail was like a line across the path, and the path was still silent.

Whizzing, another storm of arrows, flew over the path from the trees in front, some shot at the trunk of the tree, some over the heads of Gawain and the others, fell into the depths of the dense forest behind them, and some shot at the shield held by him and his comrades.

Twenty or thirty Turkic soldiers, all Roma, carrying small shields on their backs and swiftly carrying axes, sabers and scimitars, emerged from the bushes on the opposite side and pounced on them at almost the same speed as the arrows that had just been fired. The warriors beside Gawain greeted him with spears, and suddenly four or five of them were pierced on the spot when they charged, spraying blood wildly, and Theognes immediately stood up from behind his shield, and the arrows were not missing, and the strings were continuously pulled like thunder, and the Roma soldiers behind him were shot one by one.

"Bang bang bang", the rest of the Roma soldiers still rushed in front of them uncontrollably, jumped up one after another, swung their swords and slashed downward, trying to suppress the shield wall protection that broke Gawain's scout team, there was no shouting on either side, the fierce and rapid battle was marching in silence, and some only the sound of weapons clashing was left - soon three or four people were all in front of Gawain.

Gawain's halberd stretched out and pierced through the throat of the first guy, then pulled it out, quickly severing the opponent's left leg, and the other man pounced on the ground - the second man pounced again, and Gawain swept, and the long blade of the halberd swept through his neck, carrying his head flying.

The third and fourth men threw the big man Gawain on the trunk of the tree at the same second, and they recognized that this was the core figure of the enemy squad, and it had to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Gawain threw down his shield and pulled out his dagger before the other man, stabbing it at the neck of one of them, and then Erickson came quickly, slashed down the battle axe in his hand, slashed into the back of the other's head, and then pulled back, and the body of the Roma soldier was dragged upside down by the axe in his hand for several feet, and then rolled to the ground.

"Commander Count, go away!" The Varangian warrior with a spear knocked Gawain back to lift him out of the trunk, and Diognis took two steps back, knocking over the two enemies who continued to run.

A wave of arrows was fired from the opposite side, and the spearman was suddenly nailed to the trunk of the tree at the same time, screaming and struggling.

"Gawain, watch over there!" Diognis yelled and pointed to a boulder between the old trees to their left - about seven or eight Roma archers had climbed on it, lit torches, and kept drawing their bows and shooting arrows, and another warrior was running and was shot in the knee and rolled to the ground, "Here you go", Gawain grabbed the iris shield and threw it to him, and then the warrior took it and erected its, blocking a dozen subsequent bows in a row, and Eriksen carried the battle axe, and crossed behind the warrior and the iris shield in three steps and two steps, one of them climbed, and the other bowed down, Constantly under the cover of the iris shield, he approached the boulder.

Gawain, on the other hand, was about fifteen feet behind them, leaning against a large tree, where the second group of Roma soldiers had already slashed the two servants who had fallen behind, and had also cut off the head of the Varangian spearman who had been shot at the trunk of the tree and could not move, hanging from his belt, and with a clamor of two horsemen on the right and left, he pounced on this side, led by two horsemen on the right and left.

Obviously, they were going to cooperate with the friendly forces on the boulders and outflank the remaining enemy patrolmen and kill them all.

Behind the trunk of the tree, Gawain held the sword of phosphorus fire in his left hand, and held the Macedonian halberd in his right hand, crossed across his chest, and the arrows kept flying on both sides of him, and the horse's hooves shook the leaves under his feet.

"Woo!" In the moment when the Turkic cavalry on the left rushed past the side of the big tree, Gawain suddenly turned out, stretched out the sword of phosphorus fire and the halberd, and directly tore the galloping man on the horse into three pieces, the horse still carried only half of the body and continued to run forward, strange flames continued to erupt, straight to the Roma infantry behind, frightened many people to throw down their weapons, and they all fell to the ground,

The cavalryman on the right turned his horse's head in a panic to find out, and a halberd flew from Gawain's hand, hitting him in front of him.

Then, Gawain strode over, and with two arms, a sword of phosphorus and fire, and a bladed scimitar, swung from side to side, slashing down the frightened Roma infantry one after another, and the flames continued to rise and rise along the trees, accompanied by all kinds of terrible screams.

The small leader on the boulder saw Gawain and shouted a few times, and the archers around him abandoned Erickson, who was stop-and-go, and began to turn the direction of the arrow cluster, aiming at Gawain, who was killing over there.

Suddenly, the little leader saw a figure passing through the trees behind him, and then a cluster of arrows flew through his left ear to the door of his head, and then fell in exclamation, smashing up a mist of blood and dead leaves. All the archers turned in a panic, and Theognes leaped out from behind, knocking over a few of them in an instant, and then holding them between his hands, pushing the rest off the boulder.

Erikson took the axe and slammed them down one by one, cutting them all to pieces in a few moments.

Eventually, a middle-aged man wearing a Turkic ataberg title charm collapsed beside the corpse, watched Gawain walk towards him with a sword, his feet were as if they had been filled with lead, and then groped for his sword on the ground.

With a "bang", Gawain's sword swung, and his sword flew out of his hand, sliding far away against the ground, and he had no power to fight back.

So the Ataberg, raising his violently shaking throat, closed his eyes, and silently recited the prayer verse, ready for the piercing of Gawain's sword.