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When Gottfried's words touched many Latin nobles, the pale face of Marquis William on the throne could not help but change slightly. At this moment, he also noticed the change in attitude among the nobles. .

But at this moment, when all the nobles showed hesitation on their faces--

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Lord Gottfrey, but as someone who has encountered our southern enemies twice, I hope you can listen to me..." A quiet and low voice suddenly appeared on the palace.

The voice was not very loud, but very clear. There was no timidity at all because of the tense atmosphere, but a nobleman walked out of the crowd, but it was not any viscount or baron of the Marquis, but A mere jazz? !

"You are—Sir Baptiste, it's really surprising that you will actually appear here! Your Excellency Senna, you should take care of your people, instead of bringing people here regardless of occasion." Gottfried Palace, who did not want to heed the other party's request, said coldly, his face full of dissatisfaction.

However, as one of the six viscounts of the Marquis of Achaia, Senafanis is undoubtedly also a great nobleman in the country. Naturally it is impossible to be so deterred by the opponent’s momentum, and calmly said: "You don’t need to say more about this, my dear Gongxiang. Although it stands to reason that he really shouldn’t appear on this occasion, Baptiste and I am also a survivor of the war in the south. Since you think that the Greeks in the south are just a mob, then I think it is necessary for everyone present to know about our enemies, right? Your Royal Highness William, please forgive me. Bring my deputy over here!"

Senna, who had always been at odds with Gottfried Palace, immediately thought of William Chapulitt before him and bowed slightly, asking for permission from the monarch.

"Ahem...Of course, we should listen to the opinions of the frontline soldiers at any time. After all, only if we have experienced it ourselves can we really have the right to speak?" Just as Marquis William, who was given a life-saving straw, immediately overwhelmed those attempts with his eyes. The opposing nobles granted Sir Baptiste's request to speak.

But already prepared, Baptiste took a deep breath:

"Please forgive me for my rudeness. Although I was not qualified to say these words as a defeated general, I am sorry to say that the man named Justinian in the south is undoubtedly our biggest threat. When in Methoni City When I met him, he led no more than a thousand people, but with an incredible plan, our defense was useless in front of him. Afterwards, the Alfios River was wiped out several times more with less victory. My own Tripolis defender, and my own losses are insignificant. Now, only a month away from that time, when this man faced the advantage of both number and combat effectiveness, Viscount Senna still won the final victory."

Speaking of all this calmly, Sir Baptiste did not have the slightest fluctuation on his face, but looked at the other nobles of the Hou Country in front of him and said:

"Obviously, his power is growing step by step, although it seems that the enemy from the north is more threatening, but in my opinion, there is no doubt that we should give priority to solving the enemies of Argos City instead of spending our energy on insignificant things. On the Principality of Athens. Now we should be the Greeks who mobilized all our forces to completely destroy Moria, otherwise Moria’s little fox may become a monster that no one can deal with!"

As soon as these words were said, the nobles who had been sitting full of time all showed weird expressions, and Gottfrey showed a sneer on their faces. We must know that what they are discussing is about supporting the Principality of Athens or regaining the city of Argos. In fact, there is no aristocrat who really cares about the Greeks in the south, but Baptiste and Baptiste are in front of you. Viscount Senna told them the enemy in the south was the greatest threat at this time. Not only did this fail to convince them, but on the contrary, it made them feel funny.

Looking at Baptiste and Viscount Senna in front of him, Gottfrey said in a slightly teasing tone: "You are afraid that you were scared by the Greeks, Sir Baptiste! The Greeks won't be able to win by fluke for a while. Explain what."

"But so far, none of Justinian's victory in the south is based on fluke." Facing the opponent teasing, looking at the intimidating eyes of the palace in front of him, Baptiste did not give in.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely suppressed. Although Baptiste's harsh words made the nobles feel very uncomfortable, it did make some nobles alert. That's right, what was originally a small threat in the eyes has become a lot of trouble without knowing it. Although it seems that it hasn't lost control yet, after what Sir Baptiste said~www.ltnovel.com~ Everyone felt a little more jealous for the little fox of Moriah.

The palace was whispering first and then suddenly quieted down quickly. The nobles looked at each other and fell into entanglement for a while, not knowing what to do. After all, what Baptiste said was too alarmist. If Justinian really relied on insignificant force to open up the situation in Moriah at the beginning, then it means that it is now in a snowball mode to continue to develop and grow, then if they are really indifferent, then Between the elbows and armpits, this confidant worry was more, which was more creepy than the sword of Damocles on the top of the head.

"This does have some truth, everyone, the Southern Peloponnese is still extremely important to us, I think we should consider the long-term plan for the rescue of the Principality of Athens for the time being!" A nobleman responded. "I think the issue should return to how to regain the city of Argos!"

"Stupid! If we lose the Principality of Athens, we will be surrounded by Greeks. Is there anything worse than this?" Gottfried Palace said angrily.

"But the Principality of Athens has not weakened to that point. Before that, they were fully capable of sustaining it for a period of time. The top priority now should be to regain Argos and Tripolis, and at least eliminate the threat behind us to a minimum. ."

All of a sudden, the attitude of the nobles changed. At this moment, most of the neutrals were completely on the side of the Marquis William, instead of vacillating like before. In their opinion, Sir Baptiste spoke of Chase. Tenny no doubt frightened them too much.

And Gottfrey looked ugly for a while watching all this, but it was obvious that most of the people were completely on the opposite side of him now, and he clearly had no meaning in continuing to stick to it.