Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Battle of Budapest Part VI, Collapse

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After this, the Giant Shield Crossbowmen fired a salvo - although many missed, and some even hit friendly troops. (.dUkankaN. remember our URL): However, most of them still hit the minotaurs in the head - and sure enough, the skulls of those guys were a little harder than the others. But the power of the heavy crossbows in the hands of the giant shield crossbowmen is not indiscriminate. The dozens of minotaurs in the front row wailed, clutching their heads and falling down. The pressure on the front line was suddenly lightened. The Italian coalition hurriedly stopped the counterattack. The Minotaurs, on the other hand, are afraid of the strength of the enemy's crossbowmen.

"Kill the damned human scum! kill them!!" the patriarch of the Minotaurs saw this. Roared. Then a group of minotaurs, who were unusually tall and second only to him, charged—they bent down and aimed their horns and skulls at the front, aiming at the Italians. After that, he spread his hooves and ran in a way that could not be said to be fast, but extremely oppressive. Knocked over all the enemies, allies, soldiers, horses, and other messes of stones, trees, stumps, and broken arms in their way......

"Shoot, shoot fast, shoot those monsters!!" the commanders of the Giant Shield Crossbowmen watched as the monsters got closer and closer. The voice also has a trill. After swallowing his saliva, he shouted in a hoarse voice.

The Giant Shield Crossbowmen also felt a very great pressure. Under such intense pressure, they also reloaded and fired much faster than usual - but no. If the rest of these minotaurs are as hard as stone. Then their skulls and horns are like steel! Most of the crossbow arrows were bounced off, and a few of them only pierced through the top layer of the opponent's scalp, and they couldn't hurt the opponent at all!

"Attention. Attention everybody! I thought of attention, thought of risk - we wound up, don't shoot after that, and when the other side runs in front of us, if they get up and attack, then our chance has come. The commander of the Giant Shield Crossbowmen said.

"And what if they continue to charge?" someone asked. (.dUkaNkan.Baidu search to see if the update is the fastest and most stable)

"We fought for Jesus Christ. We'll go to heaven. The commander said.

Naturally, such an answer was met with the eyes of most people. But in this situation, no one could do it better - the guys did seem to be coming for themselves, so the dead horse was healed.

However, in the next step, the soldiers were pleasantly surprised to find that this group of minotaurs was not able to charge all the time. After charging for a while, the opponent will stop out of breath and then straighten up. Whenever this happens, such a guy will enjoy the treatment of hundreds of heavy crossbows gathering fire together. The bull's head was shot like a sieve...... Eventually, however, dozens of minotaurs persisted in charging in front of the Giant Shield Crossbowmen.

"Virgin Mary......" muttered the commander of the Giant Shield Crossbowmen, and as he watched the galloping beast get closer and closer, his heart was filled with fear, and he had almost forgotten what he had said before.

However, the giant beast did eventually stop in front of him...... Just a little bit, this guy was going to be knocked into the air like the other guys who stood in the way, and then his internal organs broke and vomited blood and hung up.

The minotaur stood up, roared—and was shot in the left eye with a solid bolt. The commander eventually mustered up the courage to raise his crossbow arrow, and then fired, eventually hitting the target.

"Heh, hehe......" Seeing the minotaur roar in pain, the crossbowman commander breathed a sigh of relief, but also lost some strength, and with a shake of his hand, the heavy crossbow fell to the ground, smashing on the instep of his foot. He throbbed in pain - and then suddenly he found himself weightless. Flickering, it rose into the air.

"You've hurt me, mongrel. Minotaur, the minotaur patriarch with a crossbow bolt in one eye, grinned at him. The fangs were full of fangs that proved that this beast was definitely not a peaceful vegetarian. ,

"You're a bastard!" the commander yelled, pointing at the Minotaur.

The minotaur roared, opened its basin-sized mouth, and shoved the commander's upper body directly into it. After that, he was torn into two parts......

The war continues. But the Italians could no longer organize an offensive. Or rather, they have a very difficult time even defending. The strongest guard of the Papal States, of three thousand, was disrupted by the onslaught of the minotaurs, and then completely divided and surrounded by several, if not tenfold, times the Eastern Roman army - these three thousand men were thus isolated from the main Italian army. Although he resisted hard and fought back desperately, he could not escape the fate of defeat after all.

The 1st Minotaur Wing also suffered heavy casualties, with more than 400 minotaurs killed and more than 300 wounded. More than half of them were seriously injured. Although the recovery of the Minotaurs is amazing. But considering the level of medical care in this era. I am afraid that the number of casualties will still increase significantly.

However, this is no longer in the way of the big picture. After defeating the most elite 3,000 Papal Guards, the Minotaurs' mission is complete. The victory that followed, and the honor of victory, belonged to the Greeks.

The Greeks began a counteroffensive. It's ridiculous to say that both sides threw almost all of their elite into the frontal battlefield - the Italian heavy cavalry, the ironclad paladiers, the Guards cavalry, the Latin cavalry, the Crusader Knights, the Papal Guard, the Swiss Guard, the Eastern Roman Guards, the Minotaur Wing...... These elites of all kinds, who are enough to stand out from the crowd at random, have been thrown into the frontal battlefield one after another, and have been exhausted in the war like a meat grinder......

However, in the end, it was the two wings that decided the outcome of this battle. And not the front.

On both flanks, after a brief period of confusion, the Greeks regrouped a large number of cavalry—not elite, but Eastern Roman lancers, common among legions. Those cavalry that are lightweight, not too strong in combat. They are organized -- hundreds and thousands. After that, with the charge again and again, the defense line of the Italians on both flanks was weakened little by little.

The Italians also tried to try to defend themselves against their attacks. Their spearmen gathered in dense phalanxes, and sent archers and crossbowmen to shoot at them—but the Eastern Romans were outnumbered in cavalry, and after defeating one another, another would soon come. Each of their charges would greatly reduce the strength of the Italians. Exhausting these guys. Let their formations fall apart.

Then the Germanic barbarian mercenaries, as well as the Latin legions, the Alamano two-handed swordsmen from Germany, attacked the Italians again - these powerful barbarian armies further weakened the Italians' defenses. After this, it was the hoplite phalanx that the Eastern Rome was proud of took turns to attack.

Gradually, as the front retreated little by little. Italians have realized that their end may have come. The men began to panic, they began to be afraid, and finally they abandoned their weapons and companions and began to flee.

"Don't quit! Don't quit! We will fight to the death! Jesus Christ is looking at you! Italians! Are you going to be cowards for the rest of your life?!"

Seeing that the front-line troops were defeated and retreated, they gradually showed a posture of retreat. Andrew the Governor of Genoa shouted loudly. At the same time, together with his guards, he killed dozens of deserters. However, such a meager effort was simply not enough to save the situation from complete collapse. More and more Italians are fleeing. Numerous. No matter how hard the bishops of the Papal States, the governors and the nobles shouted, no matter how much they slaughtered, no matter how much they promised benefits, no matter how much they boosted morale...... None of them wanted to go back to that bloody battlefield.

"It's over. Seeing this, Andrew closed his eyes in despair.

In the end, after the Greek army completely killed the 3,000 Pope's ** team in the vanguard, the frontal troops that were able to free their hands again organized a charge group of thousands of cavalry. Ironclad Paladins, Latin Cavalry, Guards Cavalry, Byzantine Lancers...... All sorts of hoplites, armed with spears or spears, rushed across the mountains towards the Italian legions.

In the end, less than 8,000 Italians remained in place and still wanted to hold on to the war. They endured a day of hard fighting, and they went through all kinds of attacks. The Greek hoplites, the Kingsguards, the Minotaurs, the Ironclad Paladins...... They were physically exhausted, physically and mentally exhausted, and could not find their respective commanders. There is no decent formation. They couldn't even hold the weapon in their hand! However, they still chose to fight!

And the leaders of the Italian army also began the final fight, to boost the morale of the soldiers, and to make a final roar with a hoarse voice

The Doge of Venice, Witte, cried out: "Enough! Italians! I, with you, fight against an army several times larger than ours! They are well armed and trained. Even with the help of legendary monsters, we were able to repel them again and again. I even had the upper hand for a while! I'm proud of you!"

Cardinal Hilde cried out: "You will go to heaven! I promise you! Every one of you is the best warrior of Jesus Christ! Heavenly Father loves you! Jesus Christ loves you! All angels and saints love you! You have a clear conscience!"

Eventually, Andrew the governor of Genoa cried out, "I'm with you! I'm going to die with you!!"

Not far away, the cavalry of the Eastern Romans began to charge......