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"How about it, Justinian?" Nevsky also guessed at the return of Justinian, whose expression was not very good.

"These Italians took the opportunity to rob again, didn't they?"

And Justinian didn’t anger and replied: “What do you mean? Otherwise, why are they inviting me to go over?” After all, the boy’s laughter was chilly for a moment, obviously the behavior of the Pizza. He has been irritated, but because of the situation he is facing now, he can't bear it.

"What conditions do they want?" Looking at Justinian's unkind expression, Nevsky also felt the chill in his gaze, and he couldn't help but be a little curious about what these pizza guys wanted, which angered this Yixiangxi. An angry and disrespectful teenager.

"The right of way of the Black Sea," Justinian replied.

"What?! How dare they... Did you agree to them?" Niewuski couldn't help but change his expression. Although he didn't necessarily understand the importance of the Black Sea, he knew that this was a forbidden area forbidden by the emperors of the past. . The Pissan was so greedy and irritated the Varangian man, but now he was more concerned about whether Justinian had agreed. It is not important to cash out or not, but if Justinian's head becomes hot for a while, then it will inevitably be a handle that contains great danger in the future. As long as you are willing, the charges of presumptuous and even conspiracy are likely to be added!

But Justinian gave Neusky a blank look, "Do you think I would be that stupid? Of course I refused the request of the Pisa, and only agreed to lease the port of Piraeus to them."

After receiving the affirmative reply from the young man in front of him, Nevsky breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "Fortunately, you did not agree. It's just that I want to arbitrarily transfer the benefits to the Pisa and Genoese people. It's not the answer!" "Speaking of his worries, in fact, Nevsky has always disagreed with Justinian's approach. Although both the Genoese and the Pisa gave them great help, it is not my race after all. The fall of Constantinople has proved this-they once believed in the Crusades, but didn't the so-called fellow Christians still ravage the land of the empire?

But Justinian waved his hand and interrupted Neusky’s persuasion: "I know what you mean, but this is the only way to do this now in an extraordinary period. Our enemy is the Venetian, and the enemy’s enemy is It is not necessarily a friend. At least there is no need to be an enemy in a hurry." How could he not understand what Nevsky was warning him? The lesson of the later generation Mikhail VIII was a role model, Genoese, Pisa, Turkic The essence is the same. Once the aging behemoth of the Roman Empire falls, they will not hesitate to eat it all. But this does not mean that Justinian will be frightened because of this. The sugar-coated cannonballs come over, the sugar-coated is eaten, and the cannonballs are returned. The promise of these conditions for the Genoese, Pisa, and Bolgars now is just a stopgap measure. After all, to deal with the Venetians and the Latin Crusades, the current decline of the Byzantine Empire is far from enough.

It's just that he is still worried about the battle in Athens at this moment, although Justinian knows that he has agreed to the conditions of the Pisa, the voyage will be greatly accelerated. However, he was not sure how long the lonely Theodor Dukas could last. Looking out the porthole at the sea shrouded in darkness, Justinian could not help but stare at the invisible night.

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In the early morning of the next day, with the rising of the sun, the Latin Allied forces who had rested for a night also ended their final rejuvenation, and once again pressed on the Acropolis on the mountain with a magnificent momentum. On the contrary, the Roman army, almost exhausted of ammunition and food, has been tensing its nerves to prevent the enemy's sneak attack at night, and by this time people are tired and tired. However, as the enemy's offensive horn sounded first, they still had to force their spirits up and took up the weapons in their hands to prepare for the next battle.

However, before the Greek defenders had time to get up and turn over the walled city to check the situation, they only heard a loud noise, and saw the trebuchet running away from the advancing Latin army. The shocked Imperial soldiers slumped down quickly. But what we waited for was not the violent burning caused by the falling of the asphalt barrel, but the strong smell of blood——

It was the corpse, the corpse after the defeat of Prince Theodor and the death of the enemy soldier. It was incomplete, and even exuding a rancid smell, but was humiliated as garbage by the Latins. Looking at this horrible scene, the Roman army in the walled city was in turmoil. After all, even the strongest fighters would be terrified, desperate, and hesitant~www.ltnovel.com~ But at this moment, The man who walked out of the barracks drew his sword from his waist and awoke everyone present: "What are you afraid of? Looking at the Latins insulting the remains of your comrades-in-arms, are you still indifferent? Is it timid? Still hesitating, think about what our enemies most want to see us now? That is our determination is wavering! No wonder the Franks will laugh at you as timid Greeks, if you really are the Roman Empire If you’re a warrior, take your sword and take revenge on the Latins! This is your war, not the war of any **** emperor or king"

It was Murad who was a Turkic who said this, and the Turkic warriors with bows and arrows were the first to follow him. As mercenaries, they rushed to the forefront. This time caused After the shame in the hearts of the soldiers of the Roman army, the commotion suddenly subsided.

Ascended to the tower and prepared to meet the Latin army that had already been killed in front of him, only to hear Murad uttered a loud roar: "The enemy does not have a heavy armored unit, so feel free to shoot boldly! Defeat their forwards and let them lose their energy!"

After talking, I saw a few arrows, quickly left the bowstring, and quickly set off a torrential rain. Many Latins were caught off guard and were shot to the ground. Some people covered the wounds on their foreheads and necks, squatted in pain, and some fell. Lowering their bodies and hiding in the siege equipment, they didn't expect at all that they had no effect at all with the corpses projected in the place just now, but instead angered the opponent and ushered in a more violent counterattack.

However, at this moment, a cruel war has undoubtedly started, and no matter whether the previous intentions of the two sides have been achieved or not, they now have no way out.