With a sneer, I turned my horse's head and happily accepted the flaws exposed by the Polish bumpkins. I seemed to smell the smell of victory in my nose.

Obviously, the key to this battle is how to destroy the enemy's morale.

The Poles had no cavalry, but they actually put farmers and citizens on the front line who just went to the battlefield with their blood.

Then as long as the morale of the forward is destroyed, the defeated Poles will make the backbone hidden by the landlords and old money lose the opportunity to shoot. Once the first two units collapse, the rear will also collapse immediately. The traditional three-column

The formation was arranged in a line combat formation. The fire coverage of a hundred people in the front row was simply unable to cause too many casualties in the first round of shooting to an enemy that exceeded a thousand people in the wide area. Therefore, I chose to lengthen the line.

Increase firepower coverage.

Then the remaining step is the most critical step, which is to pull more than a thousand of his men to the place closest to the Poles to shoot!

"Your Highness, look!"

Leon's slightly panicked shout made me follow his finger and look towards the enemy. More than 500 meters away, the sight I saw made my heart skip a beat, so much so that I even forgot to breathe.

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Damn the Poles, they actually have cannons!

And it’s still a three-door!

The three cannons were moved out like this. The dark muzzles were facing us, and the soldiers started to commotion.

"Die, intruder!"

"Roman, are you scared? It's still too late to escape, hahaha!"

"We know that you don't even have a cannon. In a moment, our cannon will blast you to pieces, and not even ashes will be left!"

"Brothers, Poles, Ukrainians, all the brave warriors who stand here today to fight for our homeland!"

A rugged Pole stood above the cannon holding an ax in one hand and a sword in the other. He turned back and looked at their army, his loud voice filled with enthusiasm.

"I am a farmer from the north. In the past, I had my own farmland, my own beautiful family, strong horses, and a nagging wife who loved me! But now, I have nothing.

And homeless! It's all those Romans! They came to our village, burned all my stuff, and took my wife away! Yes, I hate all Romans, all Zhytomyrs

Now, have you seen the tragedy that happened to me? Before such a tragedy happens to you, let us be brave and kill all the Romans!"

"Kill all the Romans!!!"

The Pole raised his arms and shouted: "Our ancestors were Poles who defeated the Mongols, right?"

The cry of defeating the Mongols resonated with the Poles, and the turbulent public sentiment was pushed to its peak at this time. It was obvious that the Poles were proud that their ancestors could fight the Mongols on the plains of Eastern Europe.

"While those cowardly Romans were hiding and trembling behind the city walls, we were fighting the Mongols on the northern land. When those cowardly Romans were sending gifts and begging for mercy to the Mongols, we were carrying out an unyielding struggle.

While those Romans were groveling, we were still unyieldingly continuing our resistance, right?"

"Yes!!!" "That's right!" "Kill all those cowardly Romans!"

"Children of brave Polish knights, I can tell you that those Romans even gave hundreds of their women to the Mongols [fuck] to sleep with the pagans, and by the way, their women were also given to us to sleep with

Passed! At the same time, Poles, your ancestors once defeated the Mongols, all the invading Mongols! Do we have any reason to lose to these bullshit Romans who lost to the Mongols? No reason! Let us today

Pinch the balls of those Romans, let them scream, cry, and beg for mercy like women under our swords. After killing them all, seize their eagle flags, cut off their heads, and hang them on the roadside!

Let people passing by see who is the owner of this land, let them see clearly, this is the price of offending us!"

Anger burned in my chest. The feeling of anger was as if some ignorant foreigner pointed at our noses and said, look, those Chinese people lost tens of thousands of people during World War II.

It was rubbish to kill less than a thousand Japanese. During the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, tens of thousands of Han people could not defeat more than a thousand Manchus. It was really cowardly. What’s even worse is that these Han men did not resist.

Forget it, they offered their wives and daughters to the Qing army with both hands! What's even more hateful is that these Poles actually repeated what they just said in deliberately broken Greek.

The Poles opposite were shouting and laughing.

"Romans, you all heard it!"

With red eyes, in front of the front line soldiers, I reined in the horse. The horse turned uneasily under my crotch and controlled the horse. My anger made me want to rush over and chop off the heads of the group of people who were insulting the Polish countrymen.

"This is how our Rome looks to the Poles!"

"A bunch of trash that's even worse than them!"

"During the Mongols' Western Expeditions, they were just useless remnants hiding behind the city walls!

"A coward who only uses women to buy peace is useless!"

"Sons of Rome, are we really like this? Answer me!"

"no!!!"

[rape] Rape and plunder, are they even more rubbish than those Polish hussars who are not even rubbish?

Are you kidding me? Once the more than two thousand soldiers under my command came to the forefront and it was related to the honor of the Romans, they never did anything like that. Look at their group of Polish landowners who ran away after they caused trouble.

Even with the appearance of the figure, you still want me to say who is the coward!?

From our predecessor to 1718, we fought many wars with the Mongols and pagans on the eastern battlefield. It can be said that there is no place in Anatolia that is not stained with the blood of Romans and pagans!

Look at the bright red shirt and cape I'm wearing!

The emperor died on the battlefield, and the prince died for his country!

The Roman royal family could be tyrants and lunatics, but no one was a coward!

And the faces I recognize come to mind, the old scumbag, the cheap daddy, Alexander, the old man Sviatos, Uncle Dzimischia, Cleisthenes, none of these people are cowards!

"Yes! None of us Romans are cowards! From Constantinople to Damascus, we fought hard for many years before we once again expanded the territory of the empire to what it is today! In the east, all the pagans wanted to hear

Rome trembles and lives in the shadow of our two-headed eagle, but these Poles have been trapped in the farmland for so long that they have forgotten the outside world! Let us teach them today how to live in this world

What are the Romans like! And what better lesson can be remembered than the use of death! Soldiers, let us kill here today!"

"A killing spree!" "A killing spree!!" "A killing spree!!!!"

All Poles are bad guys. If they don’t use some ruthlessness and torture them to death, they don’t even know how to write the word “death”! Listening to the hysterical and fanatical shouting of the soldiers, I gave the order.

"Fire the bayonet!"

"Check, Flintstone!"

The orders were executed one by one. Looking at the impatient looks of the soldiers, and looking at the cannons set up by the Poles, I took the eagle flag that belonged to me from Leon.

I turned around and asked Leon: "My guard, can I trust you?"

"At your service at any time, Your Highness!" Leon's tone was very firm.

"Then go to the cuirassier battalion behind and wait for my order to charge."

Leon looked surprised: "Then what should you do?"

I pointed to the group of soldiers on the front line: "I have them."

The commander of the original cuirassier battalion was appointed as the cavalry commander, and then the signal for action was given to the chasseurs. I turned over and dismounted. Under the astonished eyes of the soldiers on the front line, I stood among them, holding the flag instead.

I stood between them in the position of an officer. Between hiding in the rear as a commander and staying on the front line as a pawn to boost morale, I chose the latter. Because this was not a large-scale battle.

In a conflict, there is not much a commander can do.

"Your Highness, for your safety, this is the front line and the most dangerous place!" Leon was stunned. He came over on horseback, sweating profusely.

"So?" I asked flatly.

"You can't stand here, it will endanger your life!"

"If I were greedy for life and afraid of death, I would not set foot on this land, but hide in Constantinople!"

"But…"

"Nothing! What the Padopoulos royal family can do, what the Karagounis royal family can do, why can't the Theofano family do it! You forgot, the pagans have been conquering Anatolia for forty years

During this period, my grandfather, great-grandfather, and several members of the royal family named Theofano stood on the front line with the soldiers in the face of the war!" I interrupted Leon rudely, seeing what he wanted to say,

I raised my arms high and called out the most famous saying of the third-generation royal family, the Padopoulos family, "The royal family and the common people are together!"

The Padopoulos family in the 14th century was the first Roman royal family in the East that lost its heirs due to war, including the emperor and the prince. It was a sad family that lost all of its heirs in just forty years while defending Anatolia. But it was just right.

It was during the reign of this family that Rome once again defeated the pagan invasion in the east, occupied Bulgaria and Serbia in the west, and expanded its territory to the south of the Carpathians. At the same time, it also created the first royal stand.

The tradition of fighting with soldiers on the front line!

The full sentence of the Padopoulos family is, "If you don't even fight to defend your own honor and the glory of your empire, why should the common people fight to the death? In the face of war, the royal family should be with the common people.

Only then can the empire coexist with the Romans!"

Deafening cheers broke out among the soldiers, and the shouts of the Romans completely drowned out all sounds.

“Romans and royalty!!!”

"Long live Rome!!!"

The Poles had artillery as their secret weapon, and I played the Royal Blood card!

Look at the soldiers around me who look like they've been injected with chicken blood. The effect is very good. If I were a cat and a dog standing here, I would never get such enthusiastic cheers, but who made the blood flowing in my body come from a tree that has been passed down for thousands of years?

Although the emperor of the Celestial Dynasty went to the people to experience the sufferings of the people and took advantage of them, who said we didn't make efforts and sacrifices in today's move?

The Byzantine double-headed eagle spreads its wings on the top of the flag. On the scarlet flag, in addition to the flag emblem, there is also a laurel wreath, which indicates my royal status.

"Put the gun on your shoulder!"

I shouted bloodthirsty: "Romans, follow me, move forward! Kill them all, kill all the Poles!"

The soldiers responded with enthusiasm.

"Follow me to the death!!!"
Chapter completed!