After that, the giant shield crossbowmen stepped forward and shot in a round of volleys. Although many of them missed, some even hit friendly forces. However, most of them still shot the heads of the monsters. As expected, although the skulls of those guys were a little harder than other places. However, the power of the heavy crossbowmen in the hands of the giant shield crossbowmen was not scattered. The dozens of minotas in the front row whine and covered their heads and fell down. The pressure on the front line suddenly became lighter. The Italian coalition quickly stopped the counterattack. The minots were afraid of the power of the enemy crossbowmen and fearlessly.

"Kill those damn human scum! Kill them!!!" The patriarch of Minotaus saw this and roared. Then he carried a group of extremely tall Minotaurs, second only to him, and launched a charge. They bent down, put the horns and the strongest skull in front, aimed at the Italians. Then he pulled away his hooves and ran in a way that could not be said to be quick, but extremely oppressive. He knocked over all the enemies, friendly troops, soldiers, war horses, and other messy stones, trees, broken limbs and broken arms that blocked them............

"Shoot! Shoot with a quick special code! Shoot those monsters to death!!" The commanders of the giant boat crossbow soldiers watched as these monsters get closer and closer. The voice also brought tremolo. After swallowing, they shouted in a hoarse voice.

The giant shield crossbow soldiers also felt very huge pressure. Under such huge pressure, their loading and firing speeds were much faster than usual, but they did not.

If the other positions of these miracles are as hard as iron and stone, then their skulls and horns are like steel! Most of the crossbows were bounced away, and a few of them shot through the top layer of scalp on the other side, which could not hurt the other side at all!

"Note. Pay attention to everyone! I thought about paying attention, and I thought about taking risks and pay attention to once we turn the strings and don't shoot afterwards." When the other party ran in front of us, if they stood up to attack, then our chance came." The commander of the giant shield crossbowman said.

"What if they continue to charge?" someone asked.

"We have fought for Jesus Christ. We will go to heaven." The commander said.

Such an answer was naturally turned aside by most people. But under this situation, no one had a better solution. Those guys did seem to be coming to him, so they would be fine.

However, the soldiers were surprised to find that this group of monsters could not charge continuously. After charging for a while, the other party would stop panting and then straighten up. Whenever this time, such guys would enjoy the treatment of hundreds of heavy crossbows gathering together. The big bull head was shot like a sieve. However, in the end, dozens of monsters still insisted on charging in front of the giant shield crossbowmen.

The commander of the giant shield crossbowman of the "Holy Virgin Mary" murmured like this. As the running giant beast got closer and closer, his heart was filled with fear, and he had almost forgotten the so-called plan he had said before.

However, the giant beast finally stopped in front of him, which was a little bit short of it. This guy was knocked away like other guys blocking the road, and then his internal organs broke and vomited blood and died.

The patriarch of the Minotaur stood up and roared~ and then a crossbow arrow was shot firmly in his left eye. The commander finally mustered up the courage to raise the crossbow arrow in his hand, then shot, and finally hit the target.

"Ha, haha" As the Minotaur roared in pain, the crossbowman commander breathed a sigh of relief, "he also felt a little weak. With a trembling hand, the heavy crossbow fell to the ground and hit his instep. He thrust so hard that he thrust in pain, and then he suddenly realized that he had lost weight. He fooled himself and rose into the air.

"You hurt me, bastard." Minotaurus, the head of the Minotaur, who had one eye and had a crossbow, grinned and said to him. The fangs were full of fangs that proved that this beast was definitely not a peaceful nasal eater.

"You're the fucking bastard!" The commander didn't know where the courage came from, and pointed at Minotaurus and cursed.

The Minotaur roared angrily, opened his mouth as big as a basin and stuffed the commander's upper body directly into it. Then he pulled it "pulled" and pulled it into two pieces...

The war continued. But the Italians could no longer organize an attack. In other words, they were even very difficult to defend. A total of 3,000 people, the strongest guard of the Pope was disrupted under the fierce attack of the Minotaur. After that, they were completely divided by several times or even dozens of times the Eastern Roman army. The three thousand men surrounded them and were isolated from the main Italian troops. Despite the struggle to resist and fight back to the death, they could not finally have the fate of failure.

The First United of Minotaus also suffered heavy casualties, with a total of more than 400 Minotaus killed and more than 300 injured. More than half of them were seriously injured. Although Minotaus's recovery ability was amazing.

However, considering the medical level of this era, the number of casualties will probably still increase significantly.

However, these have no hindrance to the overall situation. After defeating the three thousand most elite Pope Guards, the Minotaurs' mission has been completed. The next victory and the honor of victory belong to the Greeks.

The Greeks began to counterattack. It was ridiculous to say that almost all the elites were put into the battlefield of the opposite sides. The Italian heavy cavalry, armored paladins, guard cavalry, Latin cavalry, crusade knights, pope guards, Swiss guards, Eastern Roman imperial guards, Minotaus United,......... These elites who were just about to take out casually were enough to stand out in the front battlefield and were consumed in the war like meat grinders. However, the winner of the battle was on both wings, not on the front.

On both wings, the Greeks experienced a brief chaos and re-concentrated a large number of cavalry. They were not elite, but Eastern Roman lancers commonly found in the legion. Those lightweight and combat-effective cavalry were organized in hundreds and thousands. Then, with repeated charges, the defense line between the Italians was slightly weakened.

The Italians also tried to defend against their attacks. Their spearmen gathered into dense phalanxes and dispatched archers and crossbowmen to shoot them. However, the number of cavalry in Eastern Rome was too large, and after defeating one group, another group would soon come. Each of their charges would reduce the strength of the Italians, exhausting these guys physically and mentally. Their formation would scatter.

Then, the German barbarian mercenaries, as well as the Latin Legion, and the Aramano two-handed swordsman from the German region, once again launched an attack on the Italians. These strong barbarian troops further weakened the Italians' defense line. After that, the heavy infantry phalanx that Eastern Rome was proud of took turns and continued to attack.

Gradually, as the front retreated little by little, the Italians realized that their doomsday might have come. These people began to panic and fear, and finally threw down their weapons and companions and began to run away.

"No retreat! No retreat!! We will fight to the end! Jesus Christ looks at you! Italians! Do you want to be cowards for life?!" Seeing the front-line troops retreating one after another, they gradually showed a retreating posture. Gernaya Governor Andrew shouted loudly. At the same time, he killed dozens of deserters with his guards. However, such a meager effort was not enough to save the completely declining battle situation. There were more and more Italians fleeing. There were countless. Even if the bishops of the Pope, the governors and nobles tried their best to shout, slaughter, promise benefits, and encourage morale... they did not want to return to the bloody battlefield.

"It's over." Seeing this scene, Andrew closed his eyes in despair.

In the end, after the Greek army completely killed the three thousand Popes army of the vanguard, the frontal troops that were freed up once again organized a charge cluster of thousands of cavalry. The armored paladins, Latin cavalry, guard cavalry, and Byzantine lances, heavy-armed cavalry, carrying cavalry or spears, rushed towards the Italian army all over the mountains and fields.

In the end, they stayed in place and still wanted to fight less than 8,000 Italians. They experienced a day of hard battle and various attacks. The Greek heavy infantry, imperial guards, miraculous men, and iron-armored paladins were exhausted, physically and mentally, and could not find their respective commanders. They could not arrange their decent formations. They could not even hold the weapons in their hands! However,

They still chose to fight!

The heads of the Italian army also began to make the last roar for the soldiers, using the hoarse sound to make the final roar of Venetian Governor Witt shouted: "Enough! Italians! I, and you, together, fight against armies several times more than ours! They are well-equipped and well-trained.

There was even the help of the legendary monsters! But we still repelled them again and again.

He even gained the upper hand for a while! I am proud of you!" Cardinal Hilde shouted, "You will go to heaven! I promise you! Each of you is the best warrior of Jesus Christ! Heavenly Father loves you! Jesus Christ loves you! All the angels and saints in the world love you! You have a clear conscience!"
Chapter completed!