Eagle Flag of Epirus

v5 Chapter 24: Bait

"Kill--" The roaring Varangian guard rushed towards the Latin knight with a steel body, and everyone turned upside down wherever they went, making the situation of the Achaia knight who had been in a great situation just now turned into a sharp turn. Only then did they recognize that this was the Nordic Guard that had left them horrible memories in Constantinople.

This is Justinian's final trump card. Although the number is small, the hundreds of Varangian warriors led by Nevsky are enough to tear apart all the enemies in front of them.

The Latin knights are powerful, but what's awesome is that they charge with guns equally to all beings when they charge. However, at this moment, the Achaean cavalry had reached the end of the crossbow, and most of the wooden spears in their hands were broken and discarded, so when they faced the two-handed battle axe in the hands of the Varangians, they were completely defenseless.

The Varangian Guards, who were wiped out by the Norman Knights in the Battle of Dirasium, can be said to be familiar with the Western Europeans' lances. However, they once encountered the first game because they were not familiar with this new tactic. Fiasco. However, it has been more than a hundred years since the end of the Battle of Dirasium, and the Varangians are also growing step by step.

They are no longer just kings of infantry. The long axe specially modified and extended is enough to kill the charging knight under the horse. Although this requires the skillful cooperation of two warriors, this is for the Varangians of the Royal Guard. It's not difficult.

The Latins who were caught off guard suffered heavy casualties in an instant, and at this moment, they were not the Greeks before, but the arrogant knights of Achaia.

"retreat!"

"how come……!"

"Run away!"

Unexpectedly, the Latins, who had such a strong team on the other side, finally could not support it. The painful casualties were beyond the range that these knights could bear. One knight turned his horse's head and fled, and other Latins followed suit. Turn into flee and want to withdraw from the battlefield.

The Viscount Senna who watched this scene was smashed, and he was only a little bit close to breaking through the last line of defense of the Greeks, but because of the sudden emergence of the Varangians, he failed. At this time, even if he shouted and roared, he could not stop him. With the fleeing of their subordinates, these proud knights had no determination to resist even a little bit.

"Fight me, come back to me, kill all the Greeks!" Viscount Senna, who had been dazzled by his anger, roared and wanted to rush towards the Greek army in the opposite direction of the rout. He had already seen it. The banner of that little fox, he couldn't tolerate such a humiliating thing. In comparison, he would rather die in battle, when Senafanis was stopped by Sir Baptiste on the side.

"Master Fanis, please retreat quickly and I will kill you. Please understand that we have already failed, but if you make any mistakes, the city of Argos will really fall!"

Sir Baptiste’s words suddenly awakened Senna, who was blinded by anger. He then remembered that his duty was to guard the current portal of Achaia, and Senna, who understood that his plan of assault had failed, had no choice but to retreat. But he glanced bitterly in Justinian's direction, still not reconciled to admit defeat, although his cavalry had been defeated, but the two wings of the infantry were still there.

As long as this final encirclement is completed, even if it cannot inflict heavy damage on the Greeks, at least it is okay to retreat completely.

But Justinian, who had a panoramic view of all of this, had already figured out the other party's intentions, and had a cold smile on his face.

"The Latins have retreated, why are Arslan and the others still not moving? If they continue like this, they will retreat to the city, and their previous efforts will be in vain!" After repelling the Latins' charge, Nevsky already understood Justinian deliberately lured the enemy into deep tactics, but at this time the young man still did not order the Turkic cavalry to put away the siege.

What is especially noticeable is that the heavy armored shock cavalry, as Justinian's trump card, has not been mobilized yet. However, Justinian is confident about this: "Don't worry, Neusky, just now It is not yet time, but they will never escape. The best way to let the enemy fall into the preset trap is to let them have the gambler illusion that I can come back!"

Justinian understands the psychology that arises after this gambling fiasco. Once the loss exceeds the original tolerance, any sane person will become a crazy gambler. It is more difficult to accept failure than accepting failure.

But obviously, the Viscount Senna opposite was not that kind of person. As Justinian predicted, Senafanis, with the defeat of the remnants, is now preparing to move closer to his reinforcements. Although the Turkic cavalry and Pronian heavy cavalry are threatening, they are Latin heavy infantry armed with a long gun and shield. The phalanx is enough to withstand their attack~lightnovelpub.net~ He hasn't lost yet. Senafanis, who firmly believes this, still has the last hope in his heart. In the previous assault, the Greek archers and engineers had been defeated by him. Taking advantage of the enemy's loss of fire support, Senna firmly believed that he could definitely come back.

But Baptiste's advice that persuaded his lord to give up the adventure and retreat to the city was once again put on the side and was not heard at all.

The assembled Latin heavy infantry immediately formed an assault formation from the two wings, trying to suppress the Greeks with a numerical advantage, but all this was completely under the control of Justinian, and he used the battle flag to signal the Turks. The cavalry harassed and ordered the infantry to retreat to create the illusion of cowardice.

This greatly stimulated Senafanis, who had witnessed this scene, and made the man more convinced that he could definitely give the Greeks a final blow at this time. Regardless of the number or quality of the army, the Latin army should be stronger than the Greek talent. Believing in this, Viscount Senna ordered the whole army to speed up the offensive and pursue the Roman army trying to withdraw from the battlefield.

But invisibly, the Achaean army did not notice that they had already opened a long distance from the city of Argos, and this was exactly the effect Justinian needed. There was a smug smile on the young man's face—the Latin really got the bait. From the very beginning, Justinian’s goal was not just to take command of the enemy, but to destroy the entire defense of Argos. He has no time to spend on the defense of the city alone, and the only effective way is to copy the city of Tripolis to wipe out his enemies outside the city. Although this is difficult, it is not impossible for Justinian, and the brave and resourceful Latins did not disappoint him.