The Albanians who suddenly joined the battlefield were like lions and rushed into the group of hyenas, repelling the panicked Epiruses, which solved Justinian's urgent need. The sweeping mountain people cut down a piece of them like harvesting crops, saving Justinian and his subordinates surrounded.

If Justinian hadn't tried hard to protect the battle flag, the Albanians would have found him as soon as possible.

The Qingshigang tribe rescued Justinian was surprised and happy to see Bogdani Justinian who came to support his side, but the other party held a long axe in his hand but did not look at him, but said, "I am not here to save you. The son of the chief of the mountain, you still owe us a city. Before that, we will not allow anyone to kill you."

The simple but handsome Bogdani certainly would not say what he said. As he said, he gave the Epirus who was not dead yet.

That being said, seeing these mountain people who sacrificed their lives to help, Justinian expressed his gratitude sincerely. He nodded and said with a smile: "Of course. Even after fulfilling the promise, I will still live well. I don't even think that this big neck is cut by others."

"Stop talking, you can still take the sword in your hand, the man at the foot of the mountain!"

"nature!"

"Then pick up your sword and let us open our eyes too!"

After saying that, Bogdani and Justinian stood side by side, and hundreds of mountain citizens who followed them to charge were brave and brave. After repelling the Epirus people, they won and attacked, and the sound of killing was shocking. The Epirus people who were unknown were defeated before they recovered. The spear formation was without the cover of heavy infantry, and was immediately hit by the Epirus people uninterruptedly. In panic, Epirus spearmen who could not resist the offensive threw their weapons and fled behind them.

"Run! Run!"

"The evil Moria summoned the demons from hell to fight for him!"

Rumors spread in the Epirus army, which was scared out of fear. In their eyes, a group of burly Albanians suddenly came like monsters, with no will to resist. They stepped on each other and killed each other, instantly killed and injured, and fled in all directions.

"Damn it, it's just a little bit! It's such a bunch of waste." Nicholas, who witnessed the sudden change in the battle, was inexplicably angry and scolded the defeated Epirus soldiers in front of him, but he couldn't even deal with a group of barbarians. But no matter how scolding or even punishing it, he could not change the situation in front of him. The forward he sent had been defeated, and the expected beheading tactic was completely failed. Now he could only order the two legions of the left and right wings as reserves to go to the middle to support and stabilize the position.

At this time, Nicholas Ofania, who was in command of the camp, did not know that when he mobilized the two flank legions to support the middle, the fatal gap had been completely exposed to the new army of Mistras and the archers of the Modong Fortress who were peeping and waiting.

The whole opportunity was the one that Cardoss and Godrics waited without moving. Seeing the Epirus' wings thinning, the new army of Mistras and the Modon Fortress finally waited for the order to attack: the archers of the Modon Fortress led by Cardoss were the first to wade across the river and prepare to attack the Epirus' left wing, but the task he undertakes was still as a suspicious soldier. Everything was to create a Jedi strike for the right wing to assemble the Mistras' new army commanded by Godrics.

"For His Highness Justinian! Charge--" Cardrose shouted, the archers of the Modon Fortress rushed up fearlessly and launched an attack on the left wing of the Epirus army. They set their bows and arrows to shoot countless enemies to stand on the wilderness on the right side of the river bank. The Epirus people were unprepared and had no time to line up and raise shields. The arrows were like locusts, causing them to suffer heavy casualties. The Epirus people who were not as good as armor quickly organized defenses, and the Modon archers did not give the enemy a chance to breathe. As soon as they got ashore, they abandoned the bow and arrow and drew their short swords and strangled the enemy in a difficult way. They once broke through the defense line of the Epirus people and alarmed Nicholas who was commanding in the rear.

"Kill-take Nicholas' head!"

The shouts of killing outside the tent were shocking. The nervous nobleman discovered for the first time that the danger was so close to him. Looking at the scrambled arrows shot in from outside the tent, the panic-in Nicholas not only did not send his personal soldiers to quickly support the front line, but instead ordered the subordinates to order the legion stationed on the right wing to come and protect the troops immediately.

Some people around him also wanted to persuade Nicholas to take back his life, believing that the surprise attack outside was just a bluff sent by Justinian, but Nicholas couldn't control much.

"It's important to protect me first! Nothing else matters!" The fierce nobleman finally showed his strong and hard-working side on the outside, but Nicholas was about to pay the price for his stupid decision.

Hidden in the reed marsh, the new Mistrasse, who was only two hundred feet away from the right wing of the Epirus, waited quietly, Godric, who commanded them, stared at the every move of the enemy in front of him, and did not dare to neglect any. The young officer was also very nervous. It was the first time that he was promoted to the corps commander of the corps, and he was commanding so many people and still took on such an important task. Godric understood that he had a heavy responsibility.

He had been following Justinian's instructions, and no matter what happened in other directions, he could not spread his trump card without being prepared to relax his right wing.

The killer move in Godric's hand was the new Mistrasse behind him. To be precise, they were three hundred pack horses under their crotch. This was a gift from General Terendes, the Pebble Fort before leaving. This kind of ponies that are only suitable for transportation between the mountains are not suitable for battlefield charges. But at this moment, even donkeys and mules were led to charge, and the winners and losses are now all on them.

As the flames rose and the shouts of killing in the Epirus barracks, Godric gradually saw that soldiers of the Epirus Legion, which were originally stationed on the right wing, were gradually drawn away. The other party, who was still vigilant, were at this time attracted by the other side of the barracks, and they were completely deprived of the strict defense just now.

This also means that his father, Cardrose, successfully attacked on the other side. The Epirus was attracted to the attention of the past and the defense must be relaxed. It seems that Lord Justinian's plan has finally achieved results.
Chapter completed!