"This is too dangerous, Lord Senna! The safest plan now should be to stick to the aid of help. The closest place to us is only less than three days away. At that time, we only need to cut off the Greeks and we can easily defeat them!" Baptist, who learned about Viscount Senna's plan in front of us, quickly advised that in his opinion, it was not a wise move to take the initiative to attack at this time.

But at this moment, Viscount Sene looked at the Roman army array on the city wall and sneered: "Silly, if that happens, the enemy outside the city will leave as soon as they hear the wind, and will continue to harass them. This is the best opportunity to annihilate these arrogant Greeks in one fell swoop." At this moment, the panic and solemnity on the man's face were actually wiped out, which made Sir Baptiste on the side puzzled.

"What do you mean? The other party is Molia's little fox!"

"What little fox, what qualifications does that Greek boy who won by the silence of the Greek fire have to compare with our noble Dharma King!" Viscount Senna, a knight from the Burgundy Crusader, have always scoffed at this. After seeing the Greeks lined up under the city just now, this man was even less afraid of it. The people who commanded this army had a little military qualities. Not only was the separation of infantry and cavalry and could not coordinate, but the siege equipment was also far away from the military formation. This was simply a posture of trying to make people break through in one fell swoop. Of course, he would not miss this great opportunity.

The cavalry broke in and the sneak attack was isolated and could not get the first support of the siege equipment. The infantry responded from the city gates on both sides and surrounded him by roundabout means. Even if the Greek army reacted, it would be difficult to deal with the beginning and end. By then, it was the time for his subordinates to make achievements. How could Senafanis, who had lost the land and volunteered not long ago, be willing to hand over this opportunity to others?

"Please think twice, Lord Viscount."

"I am the highest commander here, I have the final say. I have said that excessive caution is cowardice. Baptiste, you will not suffer from Greek phobia because of the previous incident, right?" Senafanis, who did not let go, mocked him, and then ordered all the knights in the city to go out of the city to fight with him regardless of the begging of his confidant.

Outside the city at this moment, the expression on Justinian's face, who looked at Argos, had a slight change at this time. He had reason to refuse Neusky's previous advice. Before going to war, he had expected that the Latins were also preparing for war, so Justinian had no intention of conquering the city from the beginning. At present, with his strength, he could not do this at all.

Then the best opportunity is to force the opponent out of the city to fight, and use the terrifying fighting ability of Byzantine heavy armored cavalry to defeat the heavy cavalry of the Latins, thereby destroying the enemy's main force and conquering the city.

However, the Latins should also understand this. The reason for the fall of Tripolis was that the main force defending the city was completely wiped out by Justinian on the Alfios River. Therefore, when facing the army led by Justinian came to the city, firm walls and clearing the world was definitely the first choice, and that was extremely unfavorable to Justinian.

Therefore, if you want to gain the initiative and advantage of the battlefield, the best way is to make the enemy think that they can win and get into the trap they prepared. Justinian just now, from attacking with a catapult to arrays with huge flaws, they were all intentional traps that Justinian did. Of course, he did not have so many catapults and asphalt, but this crazy attack regardless of cost can effectively cause the enemy's panic and disrupt the opponent's judgment. Coupled with the flaws exposed by the formation, Justinian believes that the Latin people in the city will definitely not be able to withstand the temptation to take the initiative, and then it will be his home court.

At this time, he was worried that the Latin people in the city were indifferent and wanted to keep the walls and clear the fields and wait for help, so he could only return without success. Justinian's expression appeared a little anxious, the gate of Argos, which was originally tightly closed, was suddenly opened, and the Frank Knight wearing a barrel helmet and mail finally appeared in Justinian's vision.

When this Frank heavy cavalry appeared in front of the Roman army, the Greeks could not help but feel a little disturbed. Although they defeated the arrogant Latins under the leadership of Justinian, the horrors of the enemy they had seen were still vivid in their minds. In particular, the 80,000 defenders in Constantinople were finally easily defeated by the Frank knights under the leadership of the emperor, as if the rifles in their hands could really defeat everything in this world.

Justinian was the same. When he made this plan, he naturally did not care at all. He understood that the vassal state of Achaia had already reacted. This time, the elites mobilized this time were bound to be incomparable to the defenders of Tripolis, and they would not be comparable to those of the Venetians who were not good at land warfare. But Justinian was not afraid at all. The new army he trained itself existed to defeat the Latins. Since sooner or later, the battle was to be fought against the enemy, then the best time to test on the battlefield at this moment.

At the same time, as soon as they left the city, under the leadership of Viscount Sene, the Latins did not hesitate at all. They raised their spears and swords in their hands, waiting for the final order, like a lion ready to go. The next moment, the sound of rough trumpets sounded and the sound of the knights drew their swords.

Viscount Sena, who had personally taken the battle in front of a row of cavalry, drew his sword and shouted: "If you curl up in the city like a coward, it is better to follow me to charge and die without regrets. You guys, draw out your sword and give the blasphemers divine punishment in the name of your father!"

Then, amid the roar of Viscount Sena, the Achai knights kissed the weapons in their hands one after another. This was a psychological comfort, and it was also a prayer made by the knights before the war. The next moment, these brave Latin people pulled the reins and asked the war horses under their crotch to raise their iron hooves and finally took the initiative to charge towards the Byzantine army.

The iron hooves in the distance stirred up dust everywhere, and the rolling Latin people's voices were astonishing as the dense sound of war drums came from the sky.

Justinian was already ready to fight, but he still did not issue an order, which made Neuski, who was already anxious, even more anxious.

"Justinian, what are you waiting for?"

"Swish swish swish swish", I saw the archers guarding the siege equipment on the front line pulling their bows and shooting towards the Latin cavalry, while the Greek infantry and cavalry next to them seemed to have not reacted yet, which greatly inspired the Achaean knights, so the Latins broke forward more boldly. For them, they could only shoot arrows continuously and threaten the avant-garde cavalry slightly, but this could not resist the knights wearing heavy armor.

"Mr. Justinian, our avant-garde seems to be in a state of turmoil." Justinian, who had seen the rushing commander, took a few glances and let the dust in the wilderness roll in front of him, but the sound of killing was shocked but remained indifferent.

The Latins shot out the densest arrows in front of the formation, and they were still rushing to cover up the archer's blocking and rushing into the frontier position. At this moment, Justinian suddenly grabbed the flag of the flag-holder on the side and waved it. The front army, which had been still moving, finally took action! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!