Eagle Flag of Epirus

　　 "Yes... I'm sorry, your majesty, I will retreat now." Justinian was still trying to close the door of the room with a dull look, and a cold sweat was already coming out of his back.

"I asked him to come, don't be nervous, gentlemen." Alex III rarely said in such a gentle tone, but turned his face and yelled angrily: "Why have you brought it in until now!" "

"Yes...Yes." Pretending to be shivering, Justinian walked in with the dishes and wine, and Justinian's gaze just swept across and knew why this happened. In this situation, those heavily armed warriors were not the guards of Alex III. They only showed their eyes while wearing helmets, and they wore Eastern-style scimitars around their waists. With their knowledge reserves, Justinian gave a glance. They recognized these people as Turkic warriors.

　　 Obviously, these people came from the Turkic princes who supported Alex III, but their arrival made Justinian a little confused.

　　 Justinian put the dishes and wine on the table with a trembling look, but in fact he was thinking about why these Turkic people appeared here. According to historical records, Alex III fled from Constantinople and moved to Adrian for a time. Later, because of the Latins chased by Thessaly, he was captured and finally sent to Anatolia. Now he and the Turks People shouldn't have direct contact yet. However, staying close to these will not help Justinian at all.

　　 Wait for the escape, the chase of the Latins, the few words that have been read in Justinian's thoughts, what have been thought of.

　　 But suddenly the eyes of the murderous Turkic warriors interrupted his thoughts. Their hands were already on the hilt of the waist at this time, and Justinian realized that it was inappropriate to continue to stand here.

When he was about to retreat, Alex III, who was sitting in a wheelchair, stopped himself from leaving: "Justinian, you stay here first, and I still have things for you to do." and entertained him. The Turkic warrior in front of him said: "Gentlemen, please don't be nervous, let's have some dinner for now, even if the Latins have already set off for a while, they won't be able to get here."

　　 As Justinian himself guessed, it was the Latin who had been dispatched. After the fall of Constantinople, the forces participating in the Fourth Crusade divided up large areas of the Byzantine Empire after dividing the spoils. Among them, the Crusaders established the Latin Empire with Constantinople as the center and two Latin empires vassalized by Constantinople, namely the Principality of Athens and the Kingdom of Achaia, while the large islands in the Aegean Sea were Planning to attack the Byzantine occupation of Venice, the Byzantine Empire has since been devastated. At this time, at the beginning of 1205, the Latins were planning to conquer the Byzantine government in exile in Asia under the leadership of Balwyn. It is conceivable that Alex III, who fled here, could not sit still and want to leave.

According to historical terms, Muzfius should have been abandoned by Alex III and finally captured by the Latin Empire and sentenced to the Rolling Stone. At present, it seems that Justinian believes that as long as Muzfius escapes this catastrophe. You can reverse the world line this time.

　　 But such a confidential matter, Alexey III actually said in front of him that he did not shy away from him, but Justinian was puzzled.

At this time, Alex III raised his wine glass and said flatly with a rare smile on his face: "I believe that with the help of your country's Sultan, I will surely wish my country back. All Turkic warriors, respect the benevolent Kai Your Majesty Hoslu."

　　 "His Majesty Kahoslu." The Turks also raised their glasses, and their expressions did not hide their disdain for this dying old man. The Turkic peoples, who have always been martial arts, look down on the fugitives. If it weren't for profit, they would not lend a helping hand to Alexei III.

As Justinian had previously expected, these people were all subordinates of Roma Sultan Kehoslu I, but he was very curious. Historically, it was clear that Alexey III was captured after he fled to Thessaly. His son-in-law, the Emperor Nicaea, had redeemed it and fled to the Roma Sultanate because of a power struggle. How could he prepare to go there now?

After drinking the wine in the glass, the headed Turkic warrior stood up and said in accented Greek: "Your Majesty Alexei, Sultan Kehosru hopes that we should leave as soon as possible to prevent accidents, and the Sultan wants you to be the first Prove that you have the ability to pay so that we will consider whether to support you in regaining Istanbul." The Turks did not care about Alex III’s identity but made a request very arrogantly. As far as they knew, Alex III fled. Qian had emptied the domestic money and the national treasury, and these greedy nomads would not be willing to prevent him from bleeding.

　　 Hey, this old guy is going to die of distress now. Justinian, who was watching the play, snickered in his heart. Alex III guarded his wealth like an old Grandet every day, but now it’s harder to give him away than kill him.

At this moment, even the face of old Alexei, who had been begging for others to accompany his smiling face, suddenly stiffened, but he did not immediately tear his face. Instead, he turned his face to Justinian, "Chas Tenny, open the secret door."

　　 "Uh...Yes." It was a bit of a surprise for Alexei III to promise Justinian so readily, but he didn't dare to dare to hurriedly walked to the cupboard in the room and activated the secret door mechanism.

　　 Immediately, the secret door opened again, and the Turkic people looked calm as if they had already known it until the gold and silver treasures in the secret room fell into their eyes and completely made them dumbfounded. It is the first time they have seen so much wealth in the battlefield in their entire lives. There are countless gold coins and priceless artworks and antiques piled up in the small secret room. If it hadn't been for the Sudanese order, they couldn't help but want to rob this place altogether.

The hoarse voice of Alex III immediately sounded: "Gentlemen, please pick one thing from it as a gift! I believe that any of the works of art here is enough to satisfy you. Does the Sultan know that it doesn't matter at all? , So you can choose with confidence, which is equivalent to the meeting gift I give to all the warriors."

As soon as these words came out, both the Turkic warriors and Justinian's eyes widened. The Turkic people were pleasantly surprised when they made a fortune, but Justinian was shocked when the mean and mean old man was so generous that he They all felt that Alex III simply abandoned himself because he was controlled by others.

　　 With Alex's promise, the Turkic people walked into the secret vault without saying a word, greedily looking for what they were looking for, even if it was one, they wanted to use it for a long time. It's just that a dazzling array of babies can't be picked at a time.

Alex III said to Justinian: "You go in too, don't let them take one more thing." Justinian looked at Alex III and finally showed a look of sorrowful yin. It was funny, but didn't dare to show it, and quickly followed in.

And watching everyone walk into the vault, Alex III's expression also cooled, and suddenly he said casually: "Gentlemen, I am afraid that my wealth and my staff will not be able to move for a while. Come on, how about a few more days of grace when I go to your country."

The headed Turkic warrior replied while looking for treasures in a fascinating way: "You old fellow, don't worry about that. We have brought more than two hundred people this time. Hey, please also invite you back." Without concealing anything, the rhetoric of these nomads has become more and more unrestrained. In their opinion, Alex III can only be slaughtered by them, and the total number of guards in this castle is no more than 50 people who can resist.

　　 After getting this answer, Alex III's eyes suddenly chilled, but he didn't say much.

　　 Justinian followed behind these Turkic people in amazement and couldn't help cursing Alexei for allowing himself to follow these robbers. Don't let Turkic people take it secretly? It was just as ignorant that Sun Dasheng looked at Pan Taoyuan. Of course, these Westerners don't even know the story of Journey to the West.

　　Sure enough, a few Turkic people took up the gold coins and put them in their pockets without paying attention to Justinian. Of course, Justinian wouldn’t be boring to himself~www.ltnovel.com~ but at this moment the Turkic man who was headed by before came over, patted Justinian’s shoulder inexplicably, and said something that made him bother. Words at a loss.

　　 "Good job, Justinian. Although this old thing is more cooperative than expected, you can also pick a few things and bring it back to your master. I'm afraid you will be impatient to stay here. Hehe!"

What does it mean? Justinian stared at the other person in a daze, not knowing what to answer. But the next moment, a murderous aura came from behind and he couldn't help but shiver. He turned his head subconsciously and saw a pair of snake-like eyes outside the door.

　　 Alex III, who should have been in a wheelchair, actually stood up!

　　 "No good, this is a trap!" Justinian didn't care to pretend to be a fool, and shouted loudly and awakened all the Turkic people who were immersed in the dream of getting rich.

　　 But it's too late. With a humming sneer, the door of the secret room closed abruptly, and everyone was locked in it.

　　 "Damn it!" The Turkic people headed by him slammed into the door almost immediately, but the secret door didn't move. He roared and said: "Are you crazy, old stuff, you are looking for death!" Unexpectedly, Alex III would have kept a hand here, and he grabbed Justinian who was on the side roared: "Didn't you say that this old guy broke his leg? How could he stand up again."

　　 Justinian, who was volleyed up by the Turkic warrior, was also at a loss. He didn't even notice the murder in the slightest. Alex III had hidden this hand, and he hadn't noticed it at all for two months.

　　 Outside the door at this time, the old and hoarse voice of Alex III sounded leisurely.

　　 "Of course I lied to him, or how could I hide it from you barbarians." Old Alexei said mockingly through the door.