Eagle Flag of Epirus

"Vadaritai..." Justinian finally had a rare hesitation in his eyes. He was naturally familiar with this army. Although it has disappeared now, it is still an elite group. Division, they are better cavalry than the Turkic people, and they are good at riding and shooting. For a long time, he has served as a garrison role in the Imperial Guard. The combat effectiveness is strong, it is conceivable that if he can rebuild this army and restore its former glory, it will undoubtedly be an excellent help.

Looking at the look of Connaughton on the opposite side, just a little bit of gaze, Justinian was sure that the other party did not lie.

At this moment, the slight change in Justinian’s face fell into Connaught’s eyes and finally made him breathe.

Sure enough, he didn't guess wrong, this young man was tempted, and it seemed that it was indeed a wise move to use this as a bait. In this way, with Justinian's support, Earl Connaughtin was able to secure the throne of Bulgaria for his nephew Bolier Assen.

"Then have you decided, Lord Justinian?" Count Connaughtin asked, looking at Justinian.

There was a moment of silence, and Justinian slowly said, "I can help you. If three days later, my subordinates scattered in various places will be able to gather in Turnovo. But before joining you, I am. You must know what your plan is? If it is simply to deal with Ivan Asen, I don’t think it is necessary to the point where I cannot. And if I expected it well, it’s probably not an easy task. If so. If you want to conceal it, I won’t make fun of myself and the lives of my people.” Not willing to circumscribe, Justinian asked bluntly. What the Bolgar man said just now is indeed somewhat reasonable. But based on his own understanding, Justinian was convinced that the other party was not so kind.

Seeing Justinian distrusting himself so much, Earl Connaughton also showed a trace of embarrassment, but he couldn't explain anything. The guilty man touched his nose subconsciously and said:

"As expected of you, my request is a bit abrupt, but this is indeed something you must do. Please come with me." There was a trace of helplessness on his face, and he was not a last resort. In fact, Connaughtin, who is a native of Bolgar, actually Nor would he choose to ask Justinian for help. But the current situation can no longer help him hesitate.

So the man took Justinian to the sand table that had already been placed on the table, and what was displayed on it was the fortress castle along the mountains and rivers in Bulgaria. At the same time, red flags were used to represent the southern army. And the blue flag represents the Northern Army.

It can be seen that the two sides are now confronting the area centered on Turnovo, and there has been no large-scale conflict.

But at this time, Justinian noticed that the top of this sand table symbolized the blank space in the north. Although it was not Bulgarian territory, it was visited by a large number of purple flags. The reason why Earl Connaughtin himself was in desperation.

"this is……?"

"This is what I told you before, the Magyar mercenaries. Three days ago, my probes have already reported and told me that those guys have passed through Transylvania, and I believe they will pass it soon. The Danube joined the northern aristocratic army to serve Ivan Assen, and by then it will be time for this protracted civil war to end." The sighing man suddenly coughed violently, and Justinian only noticed. The earl seemed to be not very optimistic, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was pale, and he described it as a little thin and withered. It seems that in order to assist Bolier Assen, his ineffective nephew, this man is really exhausted! At this time, Justinian had already guessed it roughly. At the beginning, Bolier lent his personal guard to himself. I was afraid that the count was the idea of ​​the count. At the beginning, he was framed and accused of assassinating Tsar Kaloyan because he sent someone to sit in town to clear the suspicion.

For a while, Justinian's eyes changed slightly when he looked at the other party. Although there was no trust, he was willing to cooperate with the other party for the time being.

"So what do you want me to do?" Justinian looked at the enemy and me on the map and already guessed the intention of the opponent, but if it seems to be the case, then it will be a fierce battle to greet him. .

And Earl Connaughtin did not "disappoint" Justinian, he saw the man pointing his finger on the map to the place he had already chosen, and solemnly said to Justinian: "Turnovo There is no problem with the defense of the Kingdom now, and the only weak point comes from the northwest, Vlacha Fort, which is the border town of the entire western Bulgaria. It is guarding the road to the most important city of Sofia in the kingdom. If this is the case If the Magyars take over, then our rear will be completely unprotected. At that time, whether it is the Magyars going south to looting or going east to Turnovo will be a disaster. But now, His Royal Highness and I can The assembled army has reached its limit, so only you, Your Excellency Justinian, can help us."

Looking at the war situation and the important stronghold towns marked on the sand table, Justinian, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly smiled softly: "It seems that I really promised a terrible thing just now. !"

"You don't want to regret it?!"

"Of course not. I accepted the task you gave me. It's just that the Magyars have crossed the Danube from here to Frazar. If I wait for my army to complete, I am afraid that time is too late. At this point, Connaught. Your Excellency Ding, have you ever thought about it?" Justinian asked with a sneer, with a hint of irony and anger at the corners of his mouth. Although he was willing to intervene in this war, he didn't come here to kill him, even with a cavalry. The arrival of the raid is also where the exhausted division can stop the energetic Magyar.

Faced with such a rhetorical question, Earl Connaughtin finally introduced his plan to Justinian and Pan: "Because of this, I chose to ask you for help. The Vada I talked about with you before. The Ruitai people are now Fracha, but the only person who can mobilize them to fight is probably you, who is a cron of Emperor Muzifius." With a wry smile, after confirming that Justinian had agreed to himself Connaughton finally chose to tell everything to the young Greek in front of him.

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The so-called Vada Teri Garrison, they are actually nomadic tribes loyal to the Byzantine Empire, but due to the fall of Constantinople and the large-scale invasion of the Latins, they had to lead the people in the Macedonian Military District. Taking refuge north, this also entered the territory of Bulgaria.

At the beginning, when there was such an elite division to take refuge in this, the Czaroyan himself was naturally overjoyed, and he placed it on the grasslands of the Vracha region, hoping to surrender the Vadateri people to his loyalty, but was rejected by the opponent. The leader of the tribe sternly refused. In desperation, Kaloyan had no choice but to send him to Vracha without seeing and not worrying, but now facing the invasion of Magyars, Connaughtin himself first thought of using the power of these nomads, but he also He touched the dust of his nose, so when he returned to Turnovo, he first thought of Justinian and waited for his arrival.

According to reliable sources, Justinian seems to have a close relationship with the nominal emperor of Byzantium Muzfius, so maybe he can mobilize this army.

At this moment, Connaughtin no longer concealed anything and told Justinian all this.

Regarding this, Justinian and the Bolgar man in front of him looked at each other, and finally gave his answer at this moment.

"Deal. I will take my people to Fraza early tomorrow morning, and the things you promised me before I hope you can honor them one by one after all this is over."

There are still some immature young people who said with a cold voice at this moment, as if there was an invisible force in his words, he seemed to warn in secret that the corner of the eyes of Connaughton, who had always been calm, was trembling slightly.

When he came back to his senses, Justinian had already left the tent, and he didn't want to stay here any longer.

"What a terrible kid!" Count Connoldin muttered to himself as he watched the young man leaving. He was also sure that Justinian might have seen through his secret plan at this time, but he didn't say anything. The only reason is that the real Vadaritai Legion is indeed very important to him.

"It's no wonder that His Majesty Kaloyan said that if this kid is allowed to continue to grow, sooner or later the terrifying Roman Empire will be brought back from the abyss... if this time he can be removed by the Magyar's hands. How great. It’s a pity that I have to use his power now.” This is like drinking poison to quench thirst. This is a thought that popped out in my heart, but Connaughtin still canceled the original plan, and now the top priority is to end this already. The civil war has lasted too long. At this moment, he can't imagine what the kingdom will become when the war continues, but there is one thing that can guarantee that other neighboring countries who are watching the fire from the side are already sharpening their swords and trying to get a piece of the pie.

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At this moment, on the other side, in the northern part of Turnovo, in the camp where the Bulgarian Northern Army is stationed at this moment, the Sermium nobles have also received the news that Magyar mercenaries are heading south.

Although many nobles hate these nomads who often sneak attacks on their own territories, they immediately showed joy when they heard the news. They have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Grand Duke, it's time for us!"

"Yes, we have waited too long, and it's time to give the Palatonaon the final blow."

"With the assistance of the Magyars, now the Southern Army is no longer a concern."

The eager Bulgar nobles all agreed. They are actually tired of the protracted civil war just like the Palatonaung nobles. The longer this war lasts, the more it means that the gold coins in their own treasury are constantly being used up. As if their hearts were bleeding. And they only hope that they can help the young Grand Duke Ivan before him seize the throne in exchange for rich rewards and exploit the property of the defeated nobles to make up for their losses. So when they heard that reinforcements had crossed the Danube from the north and entered Bulgaria, they were all about to move.

However, Grand Duke Ivan himself, who presided over the overall situation, was always noncommittal. After he heard the news of the Magyars' arrival, he always seemed to be thinking about something, without saying a word and giving no orders.

In fact, at this moment, Ivan Assen did not take the news of the Magyars going south to heart. On the contrary, it was because the mountain pass between the Ograj mountain area and the Belahisar mountain range came back and lost. The news that Lovviy’s entire army had been taken captive was a little disturbed.

Sure enough, as the Venetian warned me before, did Justinian and his **** Greek Turkic men actually sneak in? While muttering to himself in his heart, while frowning, Ivan Asen did not listen to a word of the words of Thelmium under his command.

Only then did the people beside him pull back from his thoughts.

"His Royal Highness Ivan, Your Highness Ivan... We are waiting for your instructions, when are we going to launch an attack~www.ltnovel.com~attack?"

"Yes, offensive, it's time to show these southerners a little bit of color!" The grievance is deep, and since Bulgaria was restored in 1185, the two nobles have been fighting in full swing. And now the Selmium nobles are also determined to end all this by supporting Ivan Asen to completely defeat the Palatonaon nobles and become the real rulers of the kingdom.

As for the minds of these nobles, Ivan Asen couldn't be more clear. Since the Bulgarian Kingdom system completely inherited the Byzantine Empire, there was also a problem that plagued the kingdom. Although these nobles, big and small, have nominal allegiance to the czar himself, they are already equivalent to a tyrant who has a personal fief to control the private army, and they often break out rebellions against the kingdom. For example, Ivanko, the usurper, once took control of Turnova and almost bloodbathed the Asen royal family, and was finally defeated by Tsar Kaloyan. Therefore, he was accustomed to court conspiracies and had no trust in these nobles at all. But the more important point is the fear of Justinian. If he is right, what happened in the mountain pass between the Ograj mountain area and the Belahisar mountain range is the masterpiece of that little fox.

Then this war is not as simple as previously thought, except for dealing with the Earl Connaughtin behind Bauer, Justinian hiding in the dark like an assassin is enough to make him vigilant and pressure multiplied.

As a result, Ivan, who finally made the decision, suddenly interrupted the nobles’ advice, and said in a calm voice without any doubt: "The order is passed on, and we are ready to go to war in five days, but no one is allowed to act rashly before that. Those who disobey my orders will be punished the most severely!"