Eagle Flag of Epirus

Alexander suddenly got into trouble and rushed to Justinian. Although he was completely defeated in this war, the man who was unwilling to lose still had a glimmer of illusion and wanted to die with Justinian.

Alexander's movements were indeed fast enough, but when his sword was pointed at Justinian's chest, there was a flash of cold and blood. The severed arm traversed an arc in midair and crossed Alexander's head and finally landed on the ground.

With a scream, Alexander's face was as pale as dead gray, with bloodshot eyes, staring at his broken arm, desperate to live, and knelt on the ground. Everything happened so fast, everyone didn't even see what happened just now. And the sword in Justinian's hand is even still in the scabbard, can it be said that someone can draw the sword so quickly!

Everyone couldn't help looking at Justinian in awe, and Earl Senna was even more jealous in his eyes, as if looking at a monster.

And Justinian still looked calm and calm, waved his hand, and the Roman soldiers on the left and right would completely turn into a useless Alexander dragged down to help him stop the bleeding. After all, the other party was still useful.

"His Royal Highness, are you okay?" The terrified Salius still had lingering fears. Although he was also shocked that Justinian's lightning-fast sword cut off Alexander's arm, he still asked worriedly.

And Justinian smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I have nothing to do." Calmly scanned the front, when the man's gaze fell on the Latin soldier who had not put down his weapon.

A heavy pressure immediately made the frightened Latins completely give up the will to resist, and only listened to the sharp sound of weapons being thrown on the ground, and all the Latins who chose to surrender gave up their weapons and captured them. In their eyes, Lord Moriah was a terrible demon at all. But after noticing the eyes of those people including his Achaean allies, Justinian didn't care.

He does not need the love, fear, and deterrence of these people, it is enough.

There was a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth, and Justinian subconsciously touched the pendant box that had been hanging around his neck. Looking up at the sun in the sky, he was exhausted and suddenly muttered to himself:

"At this time, the Athens side should have been resolved almost, right?"

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Above the sea, the desperate Athenian remnants were screaming after being defeated by Justinian, and the frightened Duke Maximilian did not even dare to escape from the land. Abandoning most of his army, with only hundreds of escorts, Maximilian took the transport ship that escorted the food and grass and hurried away. And how unscrupulous his ignorance of the life and death of his army is, Maximie has already ignored these.

The low morale of the soldiers on the ship was lifeless, and to their Duke, everyone's eyes had changed at this moment, but Maximilian himself still didn't know anything.

I just want to go back to Athens, the sooner the better, the farther away from this ghost place, the better, Maximi even made up his mind but there is no solution to what to do after this, everyone knows, wait for Justin Ni settled on King Alexander, and the next one was the incompetent duke.

The grievances got worse and worse, and just as everyone had a low face and did not speak, suddenly, the soldier looking at the guard on the mast issued a warning.

"An unidentified ship appeared ahead!"

Everyone was taken aback. Could it be that there are still Greeks chasing soldiers at sea? Everyone's eyes fell on the opposite sea, and only a few ordinary and large paddle boats were slowly approaching here.

But the Latin army did not dare to care about it at all, because this sea area was full of cruel and cunning pirates, they inhabited the dotted islands in the Aegean Sea, even the Venetians could not help them. At this moment, they were the pirates' favorite targets. The entire ship got on and off, everyone took up their weapons, and Maximilian's face turned pale.

If you are really a pirate, isn't it true that you are going to die without a place to bury yourself!

It is important to know that in this sea, pirates are not just petty people who rob the goods, but the real overlord. Someone once said that if anyone can integrate the power of these pirates, then they can have a powerful navy. It's just that this idea is not realistic, because the pirates are either Turkic Saracens who came here to attack the Christ Merchant Ship, or they were the former Byzantine navy, and they fell into trouble. But no matter who it is, they have enough reasons to throw Maximilian into the sea to feed the fish.

Gradually, the ships on the opposite side were getting closer, and the Latin soldiers became more and more nervous, but just then when they saw the flags flying on the ships, all the Latin soldiers subconsciously relaxed. Tone.

It was not a pirate ship nor a Greek chaser, but their own people. Seeing the cross flag of the Principality of Athens hung on the bow of the ship, Maximilian finally breathed a sigh of relief, making a false alarm.

"Finally safe!" Maximi murmured to himself after wiping a cold sweat.

At this time, on the slowly approaching merchant ship, seeing the remnant defeated by the Duke of Athens from afar, the people on the ship asked loudly: "My lord, are you okay?"

There was a crowd of people on the deck, and several fast rowing boats quickly approached. At this time, the sea was filled with thin mist, and Maximi couldn't even see how many people came. But what makes him feel strange is that these people he remembered that they were arranged to stay in the city of Athens before. Why did they appear here?

Although a little strange, Maximilian, who only wanted to return to his territory quickly and safely, didn't even think about it~www.ltnovel.com~ and let the other party lean over.

"I'm fine! Now everyone immediately turns and returns to Athens!"

"Return to Athens, what about our war with the Greeks?" The man in the mist asked in surprise.

The impatient Maximie interrupted the other person impatiently, "His Majesty Alexander's plan has all failed! Everything is over!"

The result of such a defeat was casually spoken by Maximilian, as if it were just an understatement, but these words were particularly harsh to the other scarred soldiers on the ship.

But at this time, hearing Maximilian's reply, the people on the opposite ship muttered to themselves with some annoyance.

"It's a pity, I'm a step late. Now that you have almost asked, let's do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a bow and arrow roaring through the clouds, passing through Maximilian’s cheek and hitting the deck of the Latin sailboat...