Eagle Flag of Epirus

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On the small hill on the side of the river, Brother Sergius looked at the **** battlefield from a distance, broke the silence for a long time, and said to Bogdani, who was also silent for a long time:

"In fact, when you were in the **** battle in the river bend, someone indeed suggested to Justinian to suspend support and take your lives in exchange for a chance to hit the Epirus people."

At that time, the mountain people of Agrignon were fighting fiercely with the striker of Epirus. If they continue to drag the enemy, the new army of Moria led by Justinian can complete the encirclement and completely annihilate the opponent’s striker. . Although this is the case, the unprepared Epirus will lose at least a thousand more people, but that also means that the desperate Albanians will be wiped out.

After listening, Bogdani said coldly: "Hmph, you don't have to tell me this. After the event is over, I and you people down the mountain have nothing to do with each other." Bogdani is no longer as angry as before. Now, he should have understood that Justinian, like the other chiefs under the mountain, would only use lip service to deceive people. When he was young, he gave his life to the Epirus people. Bogdani also had illusions with his peers, but in return he became cannon fodder. He will always remember countless compatriots who died in vain in front of him, just because they were Albanians and worthless savages. After making up his mind, after the end of this battle, after paying back Justinian’s favor for borrowing food, he would return to the valley with the men of the four tribes.

After all, the Albanian man turned to leave, and now the victory on the battlefield is irrelevant to him.

But the next words of the mad monk caused Bogdani's legs to stop suddenly.

"But Lord Justinian sternly rejected such a proposal on the spot. He immediately summoned troops to the battlefield to support you. It was because of the muddy terrain that the troops could not arrive on time. Lord Justinian even chose to take the initiative to expose. Position, order the troops to sound the horn in advance."

What Sergius said came to an abrupt end here. He did not continue to defend Justinian. He only looked calmly at the strong back of the Albanian man. He knew that there is better than any loss of silence and speechlessness. eloquent.

Sure enough, Bogdani's face had a dubious expression, and the other mountain people around also looked at each other. In fact, these Albanians were moved when Justinian made a blood oath in front of them. Up. It was just the inherent distrust of the Greek nobles under the mountain that made them slow to express their views, and now, as Brother Sergius confided everything, many Albanians were whispering to each other.

"Don't you think that I will forgive him in this way!" Although Bogdani didn't let go of his mouth, the tone of what Bogdani said to Sergios in front of him was much softer than before. It's just that the mountain folks are still hesitating, because many people have not yet eased from the **** battle just now. Bogdani also knows that not everything can be used emotionally. After all, he and the soldiers around him are the seeds of the tribe. Are they really worth selling their lives for the bad check Justinian gave them a city before?

Just when the mountain people were hesitating, a Greek girl walked into their vision from nowhere.

Of course Irina Dukas Justinian, who was still recuperating, would not take her with her, so before leaving, Justinian asked Sergius and Bogdani to take care of her. Tenny prepared for the worst. If he was defeated, he would never let the last heir of Prince Theodor fall into the hands of the enemy.

Seeing the weak aristocratic girl coming towards them, the mountain people looked surprised, because the thin body was completely dressed in a pair of tattered armor at this time. Irina is dressed in a military uniform, the one she finally found from the military tent. She resists the musty and pungent smell. The girl still wears her armor belt and a round helmet on top of her head, but it is too big. , The edge of the helmet even blocked Irina's sight, so Irina had to hold the helmet along the way.

Seeing her somewhat funny appearance, the Albanian men laughed.

A little girl with a calf that is not as thick as any of the girls in their tribe, shouldn't she really think she has a battle! The crowd laughed secretly, but Bogdani didn't have any fluctuations on his face, just staring at the girl's every move.

I saw that Irina didn't care about other people's mocking eyes, but went straight to Bogdani and Sergius.

Do you want to persuade me to send troops? The Albanian man thought to himself, but before he could speak, Irina suddenly pulled out the hunting knife from his waist without saying a word.

This scene surprised everyone. The vigilant mountain people subconsciously grasped the weapon, but they quickly felt ridiculous for their own thoughts, what danger could such a little girl be.

And watching Irina Dukas pull out the hunting knife she used to defend herself-even though it is a short weapon, it is still a bit heavy for a petite noble lady, Bogdani did not choose to take it back. Instead, he was curious what the other party wanted to do.

Just listen, Irina Dukas looked at each other seriously and said: "Please lend me this knife, Your Excellency Bogdani. I don’t think you should use it for the time being. I promise you will keep it intact. It's for you."

As he said, dragging the short knife with both hands, the panting girl walked towards the battlefield. Irina really wanted to go to the front line of the battlefield. At this time, the Albanian mountain people who were still watching the jokes were gradually unable to laugh.

Is this little girl crazy? Irina also asked herself this in her heart, but she looked at the increasingly cruel battlefield in the distance, bit her teeth, and took a step forward. It's better to go crazy than fail. Failure means death and shame.

Looking at Irina's small figure, Bogdani finally made a decision at this moment and picked up the battle axe under his feet.

"Play with me," he said.

Bogdani saw the suspicion on the faces of the warriors of the various tribes, and directly confessed: "Yes, you heard it right. I regretted it. I can't accept that I am not as courageous as a little girl, so the Qingshigang tribe's Soldiers, are you willing to follow me?" The man raised his chapped, blood-stained battle axe, and looked at the tribe with his eyes wide open. Albanians from the Qingshigang tribe stood up and picked up their weapons. They were already eager to try.

Immediately, people from several other tribes were not to be outdone and jumped up and expressed their willingness to join. In fact, they were unwilling to stand by and waited for the most prestigious Bogdani to speak.

Looking at his fellow compatriots, Bogdani nodded, "All the team!" he shouted.

With bluestone hills, stalactites, rock and mud, the warriors of the four tribes once again put on their armors and took up the weapons in their hands.

Looking at Irina, who was shocked by this scene, Bogdani stepped forward to retrieve his own hunting knife, "Leave it to us for going to the battlefield, little Greek girl." He said, " We Albanians will not let old and weak women and children go to the battlefield before the male is killed in the battle."

After speaking, Bogdani yelled roughly behind him:

"Am I right?"

"Correct!"

"Then let us smash the **** of the bitch's Epirus together again, don't let them underestimate us!" Bogdani waved his battle axe to inspire his compatriots.

"We don't need to shout long live the little fox," he told his compatriots, "because that kid still owes us a city. If Epirus cuts off his head, our city will be over. We will never agree to this. Come with me and slaughter the **** of Epirus!!" Bogdani raised his battle axe and roared. Following his order, he once again regained his spirit full of war. The Italian Albanians once again launched an assault towards the river bay below the mountain and joined the battlefield.

Seeing the mountain people rushing to the battlefield like a violent storm, Brother Sergius glanced at Irina Dukas beside him, and said casually:

"It seems that the effect is really remarkable."

The monks who had dealt with Albanians for many years knew too much about the competitive character of these simple mountain people, and the appearance of Irina completely aroused their fighting spirit.

"I just hope Master Justinian won't blame us at that time." Irina Dukas was a little uneasy.

"How can he blame your Highness, thank you, it's too late! The blood oath scenes are indeed good, but if they can't really conquer the hearts of these Albanians, even if they can't really conquer the hearts of these Albanians, it will be a shit." Sergius reminded him at the time. Justinian, the so-called praise of each other's children to taste each other's wine and food are all means, and the real purpose is the key. But the young man didn’t seem to have a complete grasp of the rules of the game. At that time, he persuaded Justinian to sacrifice these Albanians strategically, but the other party did not listen. Now it is not necessary to help him by himself. .

"If you don't have the help of these mountain people, Justinian will be torn to pieces sooner or later." The monk looked at the girl who was still a little guilty, and said lightly: "This is something you must get used to, your Highness. Princess Ajelena entrusted you to what I expected me to teach you. If you don’t want to be used as a tool by others, the first thing you need to get used to is to treat others as a tool, including yourself."

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"Array! Array!" The Tripolis spearman worked hard and sucked, with the assistance of the Pebble Fort defenders behind him, successfully repelled the assault of the Alamano Swordsman, and was broken through a gaped shield wall. Re-closing will firmly resist the enemies who have come forward and continue to stay out of the front line.

"kill--!"

Holding a spear in hand, Justinian pierced an Alamano swordsman’s chest, but the tip of the spear was stuck in the opponent’s armor. When he pulled it back, Justinian’s gun was messed up. The blade in the bucket cuts off. Immediately afterwards, Justinian discovered that there was another burly Nordic man in front of him, holding a powerful two-handed sword in his hand, raising it above his head and slashing at him. Justinian's first thought was "broken", and his second thought was "he doesn't have a helmet." At almost the same moment, the body took the lead to react and subconsciously pulled out a short knife from his waist and dropped it on the opponent's face. The wound was bone-in, and the Nordic swordsman's face was almost divided into two. Such trauma caused the Nordic warrior to scream in pain, and the blood also covered his eyes, causing the two-handed sword in his hand to lose its head, but even if the huge sword that was swung down hits Justinian’s shield, The shock numbs his shoulders.

so close! If it weren't for the assassin skills of his original body, he might have to explain it here, and Justinian also secretly squeezed a cold sweat.

Although the battle is extremely fierce and the number of enemies far exceeds that of one's own side, the overall battle situation is still under the control of Justinian. The Chinese army under his leadership is used as a chopping block to attract Epirus's main attack, and wait until the flanks appear. The flaw is the time when Godric commander-in-chief Mystras' new army is the main force in the decisive battle. Although the casualties are heavy, Justinian led the veterans of Tripolis and fought side by side with the Pebble Fort defenders and successfully completed the task. As long as he persists, the balance of victory will fall to himself.

Just as Justinian thought so in his heart, a spear slammed his shield. The momentum was so heavy that he almost couldn't hold it, and then vaguely heard the Epirus cheering from outside the shield wall. When the puzzled Justinian and other soldiers crossed the shield and looked at the enemy in front of them~www.wuxiahere.com~ everyone was stunned.

I saw that it was the pikemen in the Epirus army that replaced the Alamano swordsmen who had attacked before, but they were different from ordinary pikemen in that the weapons in their hands were four or five meters long and towering above them. The mid-air is like a long wood. This scene is reminiscent of the Macedonian spear formation or the long spear formation that prevailed in Europe during the later Renaissance era.

Because the length of the gun was too long, when the Epirus approached with the gun flat, the entire gun was slightly bent. Can such an exaggerated weapon really exert its combat effectiveness without systematic training? When Justinian was puzzled, he soon discovered something was wrong. Under the command of the Epirus officer, the pikeman held an ultra-long gun in his hand and did not choose to stab. On the contrary, the pikemen who were able to use their capacity raised their weapons above their heads, staying in the air for a while, and then the pikes that covered the sky fell like raindrops, and the guns slammed into Justinian and his army.

The unprepared Tripolis Spearman subconsciously raised his shield to block the attack above his head, and the weakness of this line of defense was suddenly exposed in front of the Epirus people.

Seeing this scene, Nicholas Ovania sneered slightly. He ordered the flag to command, and the heavy infantry who had been prepared in the spear army immediately went out to cover up with a long sword and round shield.

Seeing the crisis approaching, Justinian did not have time to hesitate, "Follow me to meet the enemy!" He shouted, drew his sword and rushed towards the enemy, wherever the sword was reached, his hand was broken and his head was broken, and the river under his feet was glowing with blood. Immediately this scene also aroused little Dmitri’s fighting spirit. He drew out his sword and shouted to the colleagues in the Pebble Fort behind him: "Long live Agrinion! Long live His Highness Justinian!" Then everyone else. All of them gave up their long weapons and drew out their sabers to meet the invading enemy with short arms.