Gawain squeezed his eyes, because this scene was more terrifying and exciting than the "Fire Meteor", Sabina was a horse with a spirit, she soon slid rapidly, her limbs straightened, her body slightly sideways, adapted to the steep cliff, and the stones kept flying, hitting Gawain's armor and face.

The whole scene in front of me was shaking rapidly, and the brains were about to explode.

The rest of the Roma soldiers, on the other hand, were all stunned, shouting, pointing their fingers to remind each other, watching the Byzantine warrior, dressed in armor and riding a horse, actually sliding down the steep slope of the canyon as if flying, "Who is he!" "Even Romvizier, who was overseeing the battle on the ridge, Ibn I. Mai Meng couldn't help but straighten up, glaring, and asked the slave warriors around him.

The answer was to shake their heads.

"Warriors!" Maimun then stretched out his hand and cried out, "Unfortunately he is not a warrior of Allah, and we should be in awe and in silence." ”

"Pagan warrior, his name is akin!" All the slaves raised their scimitars and responded to each other, giving Gawain the nickname "Torrent" (Turkic for "torrent" to describe his unstoppability) as he continued to fall in the wind and flames.

Boom, Sabina slid to the flat ground at the bottom of the canyon, like a sudden brake, throwing Gawain off like a small tree in a storm, swaying from side to side, if it weren't for the horns in the front and back of the saddle, Gawain would be thrown out completely! At this time, Gawain couldn't stand it anymore, he tilted his head directly, and vomited out of his mouth, he felt that the collision between the head and the helmet had caused a slight concussion, "Bastard! He quickly threw his helmet off so that he could think more clearly. Sabina then took no pity for her master, and carried him on as fast as she could, as the Romani Turks continued to push down stones and burning logs from above.

In front of the fire that was rolling behind him, and the arrows that kept falling, Gawain, who was riding on a black warhorse, rushed directly along the plain between the canyons, towards the rear of the left flank of the army that was fighting endlessly.

The Roma soldiers on the ridge were stunned, passing ten, ten, hundred, and finally almost all of them forgot to shoot for the time being, and reached out one after another, shouting loudly at Gawain, who had brown hair fluttering, "Akin, akin!" A true warrior of the Greek emperors! ”

Farov, who was holding his two-handed axe under the red hand flag, heard these shouts, turned his head to look at it, and laughed, "My old mother who sleeps under the black ground in Iceland will wake up when she sees this. Lusail, Gawain Lusail is coming, just like St. Michael! ”

At this moment, all the soldiers in the back of the palace turned their heads one by one, saw Gawain running wildly, and cheered and raised their battle flags and their own weapons, "Lusail, Lusail, there are evil spirits returning from hell, and they will suffer a little!" ”

Then, both the Varangian warriors and the Italian soldiers, under Franchisco's order to "shoot, advance and fight", released their crossbow arrows to their heart's content, and then rushed out of the opposition line in front of the camp, forming a real torrent, killing the Roma army who were approaching one after another.

Under the banner of Rohm's Crimson Eagle, Gillicki angrily struck his commanders with a bundled horsewhip, "You have retreated in front of the enemy, discarding the banner given by the Sultan, and it is said that the general of the enemy on the other side is nothing more than a new earl, this is simply a shame for the descendants of Ashina!" ”

"Let the warriors of the Sultan advance!" The generals, who endured the whipping, shouted loudly.

Gilligi snorted, turned and sat down, drawing an arrow, "Cast my eagle!" ”

Because Giliki could not wait, he led the main force to advance head-on, and Maimun supervised the siege on the ridge, and only by destroying and defeating the royal team of the Greeks in front of him could he ensure a complete victory in this battle and the success of the conquest of Asia Minor.

And in front of his own camp, Gawain rode his horse, shook twice in front of everyone, and then fell down.

Fethias rushed out of the barracks, hurriedly took off his master's chain mail with the others, and then helped him to the stretcher, but when he saw that Gawain's blue eyes had turned white, he began to cry in a hurry, not knowing what to do. Still Faroff was more alert, picked up his big palm, and fired his bow twice at Gawain's left and right, and then choked his midriff, and then the new Earl Commander tilted his head, and the acid water from his vomit flowed everywhere.

"Pour him some hot soup, pour him some hot soup!" There was such a noise everywhere.

In a daze, Gawain seemed to push open the door of the clubhouse of the village where he used to live, and saw the furnace burning with a warm flame inside, and many villagers gathered around him, and when they saw him, they happily told him: O Varyag without a sword, we can eat hot food.

Then, the fire burst out, instantly flooding the entire house, and everywhere was filled with the terrifying sight and smell of burning, and Jie Hyuk came over with a smile on her burning hair, "Burn everything, Gawain." You are not a river of warmth that makes people breathe, but a torrent that destroys all fire, you are doing it too right, go to his emperor. ”

"it!" At this time, Gawain wowed, and then Farov withdrew the wine bag in his hand, saying that your Earl Commander had woken up, and then Gawain really didn't know what Faroff had poured into him just now, but he felt light all over his body, and there was a strong desire to vent his impulses, the weapon in his hand was becoming lighter, and the muscles and tendons all over his body were like bursting, even if he had not experienced this symptom before, but it was too easy to sit in the right seat - Gawain grabbed Faroff's neckline, "What did you drink for me?" ”

"Iceland's mystical wine, we like to drink it before battles and looting, except for boating, and it feels absolutely superb." Farov squeezed his eyes, his face full of scars, and replied intimately.

"This damn is a hallucinogen!" Gawain involuntarily burst into foul language.

Then, there was an uproar in front of the battle, and Gawain stood up, and Farov took the opportunity to put on his helmet and run to the position of the Red Hand detachment at Gaofu.

The "eagles" of Giliki flew out, and about fifty masked men with golden helmets topped with three prongs, cloaks and cloaks on a red background and black faces danced up and down, covered with finely wrought armor (the Turks had always been good at making light and strong armor), and slave knights armed with glittering scimitars, all on horseback, stood out to the cheers of the crowd. Then the rest of the ordinary warriors of the Roma State were in dense formation and followed behind.

These are all among the Turkic elite, thousands of selection, in the decisive battle, as the front of the warriors, is the eyes of the gilliki, is the gilliki favorite "eagle", once they tear open the gap in the enemy's line, the army behind will rush in, completely crush the enemy!

"Who's going to find a crow as a guide?

The graves of the unbelieving pagans were his lunch rest."

With this slogan, Roma's Turkic army, under the guidance of the "eagles", launched an overwhelming assault on Gawain's first part.