Eagle Flag of Epirus

"It's a Bolgar! It's a Bolgar! Ready to fight." A large number of cavalry came close to the sentry on the tree, and the voice of the sentry just fell, and a feather arrow cut through the sky and made a sharp sound and shot directly towards the bush hidden in the trees. Sentinel.

　　 "Puff", the sentry who had no time to react at all was shot through his arm and fell to the ground.

　　 Then the mercenaries in charge of investigating on the other trees also shot arrows. Fortunately, it was not the point, but it also made the caravan in the camp completely unable to detect the surrounding situation.

　　 "Damn it, what's the matter?" Only Dekulin, who was just about to fall asleep, quickly helped his injured subordinates. He didn't expect to be attacked by the Bolgar here.

This is the border of the province of Macedonia, and it is obvious that the Bolgars, who are arguing for a big victory, do not pay attention to the Latins who are curled up in Constantinople. It is nothing to meet these aggressive people here. Good thing?

　　 "Everyone is ready to fight!" On the side, Bihar had already swept away his pretentious appearance, picked up the bow and arrow in his hand and led his subordinates to quickly form a defensive formation.

　　 At this time, Justinian's heart couldn't help but mention his throat. The other party was obviously unkind. Judging from the arrow just now, the Bolgar still retains the talent of the nomadic ancestors, and they can ride and shoot well.

　　 He also took out the bows and arrows he had obtained from the Turkic people to prepare for the battle. If necessary, the Greek fire he had stored in the ark could only be used here to protect himself.

　　Dekulin recruited these mercenaries from Peloponnese and Crete, good at archery and equipped with huge shields.

　　 The soldier in the front put a half-human shield in front of him and raised his spear, and the archer Ye Ye from Crete used his bow to aim at the dark woods. The brutal cavalry of the Bolgars often attacked suddenly.

　　 The mercenaries in a circle protected the old and weak who could not fight, and the hurried horse cry was getting closer and closer. From time to time, I could hear the rude Bolgars swearing and laughing wildly, and everyone was very nervous.

　　 Justinian also stood behind the shield wall, full of bows and arrows, holding his breath, waiting for the enemy to attack.

　　 But the expected impact of the Bolgar cavalry did not appear for a long time.

　　 "What the **** is going on?" The people who looked at each other didn't know what to do for a while, and the other party couldn't just leave with such thunder and rain.

　　 Justinian couldn't help but feel a little confused, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance. In this case, a little carelessness is a dead end. It's just that the cavalry wins in mobility. What do these Bolgarians want to do even now they have no intention of attacking?

　　 While Justinian was thinking about it, Muzfeus' hoarse voice suddenly came.

　　 "They are here."

　　 I don't know when Muzfius was supported by Little John with a cane behind Justinian.

　　 "It's too dangerous here. Go into the tent." Justinian was taken aback. At this moment, Muzfius came out, but Muzfius looked calm.

　　 "If it is the attacker in the dark, you have no chance to defeat the Bulgars, they have surrounded us." The man did not panic at all, his keen hearing has allowed him to distinguish the position of the Bulgars, and the number of them should be at least one hundred. Dozens of mercenaries in the caravan hit the rocks with pebbles.

And at this moment, a crisp horse cry came from the jungle, and I saw a Bulgar man riding a tall horse came out, wearing a Kuman style helmet on his head, and the shiny chain armor was full of magnificence. The decoration of this body is obviously not what ordinary soldiers and bandits would have.

　　 The man rode up slowly, without any weapons in his hands, and didn't care about the bows and arrows aimed at him by the caravan mercenaries.

　　 "Don't walk in anymore, otherwise we'll let our arrows go!" Bihar shouted, and aimed at the Bolgar warrior before letting the opponent pull the reins.

　　 But although the Bolgar warrior didn't come close, he didn't mean to be afraid at all. Instead, he stared at the caravan coldly and said, "If I were you, I would lower my bow and arrow. Only smart people can survive."

　　 "Really? But I have been pursuing that the weapon is aimed at the enemy's heart to negotiate." Bihar also said coldly, not being scared by the other party at all.

　　 "Enemy? You are too high on yourself, I am not looking for you to negotiate. I am Baron Lovvij of Bulgaria, and I order you to lay down your weapons." The man commanded in a condescending manner.

　　 Such a pretentious attitude immediately made the public not hit the spotlight.

De Kulin couldn't help but frowned. "Why do you lay down your arms and surrender? We have no intention of conflicting with your country, but you are too deceiving!" He himself has no affection for the Bolgars. Aggressive and unwilling to back down.

　　The other mercenaries in the caravan

　　 But Justinian was watching the surroundings vigilantly~www.ltnovel.com~ They basically camped in the woods. If Muzfius said it was right, they should have been surrounded by groups now. This kind of place is very unfavorable to them, the enemies are in the dark, and they can't see anything except a Bolgar noble in their sight, but this makes their hearts more uneasy.

And I saw Baron Loveviy sitting on the horse sneer, "If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears!" Then he waved his hand, and the torch burned in the dark jungle to illuminate people's sight. When the caravan saw The Bulgar warrior who was hiding in it immediately felt cold!

Everyone was aiming at the mercenaries who hadn’t noticed them with their bows and arrows in their hands. The caravan was completely surrounded by the Bolgar. It’s really like Muzfius said, it’s impossible to defeat Bolgar in the dark. Human. If these soldiers thought about it just now, I'm afraid that everyone in the encirclement didn't know how they died.

　　 For a while, everyone was shocked in a cold sweat——

　　 Behind every archer there is also a faint figure of Bolgar heavy cavalry, this is a powerful and elite regular army at all! Justinian also felt tremendous pressure. He didn't understand how there could be these people in such a place. They had no value to the Bolgars.

　　 At this moment, both Bihar and Dekulin feel the tremendous pressure...

"We are just passing business travelers, without any hostility, and we have no intention of getting involved in the war between you and the Latins. Such a big battle is too fussy!" Dekulin's voice had to slow down, obviously. Once they fight, all of them have to die in this jungle. Before the sentinel was injured, it was obvious that the opponent's subordinates were merciful. This shows that the Bulgars did not want to kill.

　　 At this moment, it is only wise to talk to the other party.