Eagle Flag of Epirus

　　The hot tongue of flame engulfed the Latin knights who were caught off guard by the heat wave. They did not expect that the resistance army composed of Greek militias would possess such a terrifying thing. Even the sophisticated armor in front of the flame couldn't resist it, on the contrary, the heavy knight could not escape the swallow of the tongue of flame.

　　The Latins had seen the power of this weapon in the battle to capture the Sea Wall of Constantinople, but because the Venetians had been prepared for it, the Greeks did not have the opportunity to take advantage of it.

　　 But this time these knights personally tasted the power of Greek fire, and realized what it's like to go to **** in person.

　　 The screams of people and horses mixed together, and the sea of ​​fire in front of them made everyone pale. I saw the Latins who were not completely dead and the horses tumbling in the flames, but the fire was too big and they couldn't escape at all. The power of the Greek fire surpassed everyone's cognition, and Vasily was also shocked. He had operated the Greek fire on a battleship, but he did not have such a power. Only Justinian knew why this was. What Muzifius gave him was the original Greek fire, whose formula was completely confidential, and even a terrorist weapon that could be burnt only by heating.

　　 is more amazing than the power of flamethrower! No wonder the Byzantine Empire can use this thing to resist the attack of the Arab Empire. How did you make this kind of thing?

　　 Justinian took a breath, and the power of the Greek fire was more terrifying than he thought. This was undoubtedly an invincible existence before the gunpowder age. In just an instant, most of the knights fell into flames, all thanks to the siphon device that Vasily had removed from the warship.

It was their plan to annihilate the attracted Latin knights in Theodosius Square. Justinian’s goal itself was these knights. In medieval wars, the knight class was undoubtedly the center of the army’s strength. It was enough to destroy them. There is only an army of dragons without a leader. However, Bohemond's arrogance made Justinian's plan too easy to succeed, and he wiped out the heavy cavalry with almost no loss, which was undoubtedly a blow to the Latins.

　　 The ground was also doused with Greek fire before, and in an instant half of Theodosius Square turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The Latin knights didn’t even have time to rush the horse to escape, they were engulfed by the fiery dragon and turned into coke. The scene created by the Greek fire, which was half spent, was like hell. come.

"Finally let you **** Latins taste the taste of Greek fire." Vasily murmured to himself. He was so excited that he would always remember the shame that he failed to repel the enemy in the battle of the sea wall as the imperial guard. , And at this moment, watching the Latin as if burning in hell, he breathed out.

But at this time, the movement of people from behind Theodosius Square caught everyone’s attention. It was Lord Pedrogo who was detoured by Bosimonde’s order. When he saw the scene of the fire blazing the sky, he immediately realized that he did not. Miao immediately led the army over, if they found Justinian at this time, it would undoubtedly be a massacre.

"Leave here first!" said Justinian, who was in a bad mood. Originally, he had no plan to wipe out all the Latin armies. The death of such a large number of knights was undoubtedly a serious injury, and even caused Boniface and the Latin Empire. The differences may deepen. This may be enough.

　　 "Go from here—" Vasily nodded, since this time it was the goal, of course there is no need to stay here. With the resistance army, Vasily and the others entered the tunnel, which led to the slums extending in all directions. Unless the Latins razed the shanty town of Constantinople to the ground, the Latins would not find them anyway.

"It's finally over." As if the heavy burden fell, Justinian sighed with a long sigh of relief, who was assisted into the secret road and returned to the safe area, and looked at Vasily next to him and smiled: "Then take it. When you come down, you have to abide by our agreement and send us out safely. You should remember it!" Fortunately, the Latin knights of Constantinople could not support the battle of Adrianople, so please take it. There may be no more danger in coming down through the Thracian region into Bulgaria and then heading to Epirus. But the cooperation with this man also made him feel good about Vasily. He didn't expect that even though Constantinople had fallen, the resistance from the bottom still hadn't disappeared. Obviously knowing that they are beyond reach, but still fighting with each other's life, this makes Justinian have to look at them with admiration.

　　 But in the dark tunnel, Vasily did not answer. Suddenly the silent man said in a low and serious voice: "Justinian, I have something to ask you. Can I?"

　　 "Okay." The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, making Justinian also slightly confused, and nodded subconsciously, not knowing why Vasily's attitude suddenly changed so much. At this time there were only two of them, and the other resistance forces were also retreated by Vasily. It was obvious that there was something important to tell Justinian.

"What is your true identity?" Vasily asked, looking at Justinian calmly. The mighty Greek fire hidden in the armory secret room is not something ordinary mercenaries should know, to be precise, even ordinary nobles. He should be ignorant, now he wouldn't think Justinian is really an ordinary person. Even if Justinian helped him a lot, Vasily didn't want to think that he hadn't seen it but had to ask.

　　 It's not good, but it was discovered.

　　 Justinian thought helplessly, after all, it was so obvious that as long as it was not too simple-minded, he would always find that something was wrong, and how to fool it. For a while, he didn't know what to do.

　　 But at this moment, a man's voice suddenly rang behind them.

　　 "I told him, Mr. Vasily, I don't know if you still have an impression of me."

Outside the door, I don’t know when Muzfius stood there, and the bandage that was originally wrapped around the wound was also taken off, so Vasily finally saw the face of the middle-aged man. Although his eyes were pierced, but He still recognized the haggard face.

"Muzfius... Your Majesty." Vasily exclaimed subconsciously. Of course he still remembers this man. As a guard who resisted when Constantinople fell, he had accompanied the temporary emperor. One year, when they met again, they turned out to be different.

"Long time no see. In fact, I heard your voice from the beginning, but as a running king, I really have no face to say who I am." Muzfius said directly under Justinian's astonished gaze. Out of his true identity.

"No, Your Majesty, you did your best at that time, and if it weren't for your help, we wouldn't be able to succeed this time. Not only me, but many of us have been looking for your whereabouts." Vasily shook his head excitedly. Vasily’s reaction was completely beyond Justinian’s expectations. The man declared as a tyrant by the Venetians still has many supporters. So obviously, it may be more slander by the Venetians.

Emperor Ishak’s son Alexei Jr. led the wolf into the house, causing the Crusades to break Constantinople and all the Greeks hated it, and it was this man who stood up and executed the traitor to the end. Did not flee, but did not flee without fighting as cowardly as Alex III. As Vasili said, there are still many people of the empire who support the emperor.

"Really, I thought I had been cast aside and forgotten." Muzifius gave a bitter smile, "But I am going to Epirus now, Vasily now we need your help." He had to make such an adventure. It was possible to say that his identity might be sent to the torture by angry people. Fortunately, he has not been completely abandoned by his people.

Facing Muzifius’ request, Vasily did not hesitate, seeing the man kneeling on one knee solemnly swearing allegiance to Muzifius, saying: “Swear to the Lord, Vasily of the Guard will always be loyal. Your Majesty, I will send you out of this city safely, and I will die without hesitation."

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　　 And on the other side ~www.ltnovel.com~ When Lord Pedrogo led the remaining knights and the cavalry rushed to Theodosius Square, he was stunned by the horrible scene.

　　Even in hell, it is nothing more than that. The blood-like flames have not been extinguished, and the twisted bodies of the scorched knights and war horses are as shocking as the evil spirits descended into the sulfur lake of **** to torture.

　　 Such a tragic situation, even if Lord Pedrogo, who has been accustomed to licking blood from the sword, saw it like five thunders, he couldn't speak for a long time.

"This...what the **** is going on?" Pedrogo looked at the horror scene with a trembling voice, feeling a blank inside his head, "Immediately...check if there are any survivors immediately." Even though he knows that Bossimon is so fierce Less, but Pedrogo was the first to let the people under his hands try to put out the fire and find the people alive.

　　 This is a full two-thirds of the knights led by Bosimonde. If the entire army is destroyed, it will undoubtedly mean that the power of the Marquis of Boniface will be severely damaged. This kind of responsibility is not something that a little lord of him can afford.

　　 The knights dismounted one after another, but the fire was so great that they couldn't get close at all for a while, and at this time the Latin guards of Constantinople rushed here to participate in the fire fighting.

"This is... what happened?" Gallias arrived with a large group of troops and was stunned by this scene, and when the flames extinguished the corpses across the land, the Latin knight fell into view, as if he was hit by a heavy punch. Almost fell from immediately.

　　 "Qinggalias, are you all right!"

"Quickly, go and check if there are any survivors. Be sure to find Bosimonde. Quickly!" Gallias gasped. If there is anything wrong with that man, not only the reinforcements will not be able to support the emperor, but more importantly. The Marquis of Boniface will never let go of such a loss.

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