"A mere Latin man dares to do this!"

Looking at the invincible Latins on the battlefield, Kehosru I was furious and ordered the Hasan Guards under his command to attack. Lascaris, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but dissuade him: "His Royal Highness Sultan, this is just a partial Latin division. You only need to leave an army to watch them. You should not continue to waste your military power."

Theodor has seen that his morale has been slapped. If he forcibly attacked, he would suffer a lot of casualties. If he failed, the soldiers would lose all their fighting spirit. In that case, he would still want to pursue and evacuate the main Latin force, which would undoubtedly be a dream.

But where would he be heard now?

"Hmph, it's hard to relieve my hatred if I don't tear them to pieces!" Sultan waved the whip in his hand, and had no intention of giving up. In Kehosru's eyes, the fleeing soldiers were just a group of cannon fodder militias. As long as he completed the breakthrough of the Latin human defense line, his elite Hassan and Gulam could instantly tear the other side to pieces. In the past battles with the Roman Empire, the Turkic Sultans did this, so Kehosru naively thought that he could break through the small group of Latin people in front of him, but obviously he did not realize that he was falling step by step into the trap prepared for him by the other side.

Little Clev returned to the formation with his cavalry. Because he was carrying the helmet of the dead Marquis of Priscius, the Brittanian knights behind him also changed into the Marquis' flag, and no Latin soldiers who were concentrating on fighting noticed something strange.

But the continuous Turkic people came to kill here. Anyone knew that if this continued, it would be only a matter of time before Brown Valley fell.

Little Klewu made a quick decision and ordered: "Everyone resisted one after another, fought alternately, retreated into the valley, abandoned all flags and armor staffs, and no mistakes should be made!"

Going back to the valley, isn’t that seeking death?

The soldiers were puzzled by the Marquis' orders, but as they saw the other party leading the knights to break the back personally, they could only obey the orders half-believing and half-doubting. The infantry were holding shields, and the shooters shot behind them, and the Latin soldiers retreated orderly toward the narrow valley entrance behind them.

Looking at this scene, the Turkic soldiers who thought the Latins had lost their fighting spirit were overjoyed. They were not willing to miss such an opportunity. The Sultan had already issued a heavy reward. Even if he took a Latin, he could get the reward of gold and silver and get a fief. So a group of people chased into the valley desperately. At this moment, outside the brown valley suddenly became crowded.

However, Kehosru I still did not realize the hidden dangers. He really thought that the Latin defense line outside the Brown Valley had been defeated. The proud Sultan immediately ordered the other Hasan guards around him to join the battle and give his enemies a final blow.

Theodor Lascaris felt a little uneasy as he watched the mighty army heading to the valley, but he had no persuasive words to reclaim the Sultan beside him.

Kehoslu was completely immersed in the joy of victory and said to the Roman nobles around him: "When the Frank thieves here are destroyed, we can continue to move forward and meet with your father-in-law, His Majesty Alexe III. At that time, they will be cut off their retreat, and Nicea will be liberated."

"If this happens, it is all up to His Majesty Sultan." Lascaris had to say so humbly. Choosing to abdicate was a completely undesirable choice. Even if he could severely damage the Latins and recover Nicia, he would be a wedding dress for others. But now he didn't have time to care about these things. He still had doubts about the current changes. You must know that the so-called support from Trabisson was just empty words, and there was no shadow at all. Could there be a conflict between David and Alexe Komuning? All doubts were buried in his heart, and now he could only wait for the time being.

Just as Kehosru concentrated on commanding his soldiers to attack the only Latin soldiers left in the valley, in his eyes, it was only a matter of time before the stubborn Franks were eliminated.

But at this moment, the panicked sound of horse hooves in the distance interrupted his thoughts. The scout who was caught in the arrow fell off the saddle and reported a terrible news to the Sultan in panic.

"The Franks, His Majesty the Sultan, a large number of Franks are coming towards us."

"What?!" Kehoslu couldn't believe his ears, and he looked in the direction pointed by the scout.

I saw that at some point, a large number of people marching in the three directions of his army were rising and falling, and there was no doubt that their target was here. Due to the ups and downs of the mountains, he had not noticed it before. The Latin light cavalry at the forefront had approached. These people were not the Franks but the nomads hired by Emperor Henry. It was these cavalry who quietly harvested the scouts who were installed in the surrounding area by Sultan Kehoslu.

The shouts of killing were shaking the earth, and the horse's hooves made the entire valley tremble. Looking from afar, the sultan, who was shocked and inexplicably covered with his face, finally saw the swaying flag in the other party's army formation. It was Emperor Henry's battle flag!

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The first to kill was a Latin heavy cavalry. While advancing step by step, the full armored knights followed their emperor to the predetermined position.

Preparing to launch a charge, the Latin knights from Constantinople were waiting for their descendants to give them their final pre-war speech.

Flander Henry, who was in his forties, took action in person and obviously attached great importance to this military operation. He put on a chain mail, covered with golden and red armor. Before putting down his helmet mask, he said to his vassals:

"Hold your weapons tightly and muster up your courage. God and I are with you. After our cavalry and spear pass through the battlefield, the enemies of God and Romania will be completely plowed, and our empire will last forever." Before Emperor Henry, there were both vassals left by the Fourth Crusade, as well as the Greek nobles who promised cooperation in Constantinople. At his request, both sides must be loyal to him. After this battle, all the remaining enemies will be wiped out-Henry will no longer give the other party a chance to make a comeback like he did two years ago.

"All army advance!" The sword in the emperor's hand tweaked the spears held by all the knights in front of him, and the guards holding purple imperial flags followed closely behind him, with Catholic crosses drawn on them. The emperor roared: "Crush our enemies, long live Romania!"

"Long live Romania!"
Chapter completed!