Eagle Flag of Epirus

"Which--" A fierce breaking through the air came from overhead, and a sharp Turkic wolf-toothed arrow whizzed with the strong wind, and the Venetian rider who was riding on the horse holding a broadsword in mid-air had not had time. After reacting, he was directly pierced through the front door and fell to his death on the spot.

what? how so!

Seeing this scene, the Venetians who were still preparing to slaughter were suddenly startled, and subconsciously reined their horses to find out what was going on, but instead they made a fatal mistake. A slight pause directly made them completely completely. Become a handy prey hidden in the sight of the enemy in the forest.

咻——咻——

With the fierce arrow rain breaking through the air, the Venetians who were chasing ahead were caught off guard, but they still did not see what was going on.

But Peter, who saw that the Venetian who was still aggressive just now, was easily shot in front of his eyes, and he half-kneeled on the ground, who had already given up hope, couldn't believe it was true.

"This... is this... a dream?" The boy muttered to himself with a daze passing by his expression.

At this moment, behind him came the sound of broken horses, Peter turned his head subconsciously, and saw that in the lush forest behind him, heavily armed Turkic cavalry lined up from the shadows. Appeared in front of everyone.

How come there are Turkic people here? Peter was dumbfounded with his mouth half open, but when he saw the fox on the battle flag behind the Turkic people, the previous puzzlement disappeared at this moment. Although he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Peter had heard from the adults in the village the reputation of the man who had recovered the entire Moriah from the Latins. Moria’s little fox was given by the Latins because of fear and respect. His nickname, so wherever his army went, in addition to the double-headed eagle flag symbolizing the empire, there was also a flag painted with a black fox.

And since even the ordinary Greek villagers recognize this, the Venetians naturally found something wrong. The frightened riders never dared to step forward. They didn’t even have the courage to raise the short crossbow in their hands. Looking at the sudden appearance of these Turkic cavalry, I realized that something was wrong.

Tsk-how come you chased it so quickly? This is completely different from what I had previously expected! Moebius, who was caught off guard, sank in his heart. The Turkic cavalry's pursuit ability obviously exceeded his previous expectations. And if this continues, their situation will probably get worse and worse. Now it doesn't matter what **** Greeks are hunted down. You must quickly get rid of these tarsus maggots.

The man who gritted his teeth made a decisive decision and winked at the subordinates beside him, and the Venetian officer who reacted immediately nodded, raised the short crossbow in his hand and fired a loud arrow to send a signal.

"call out----"

A shrill sound came, and this was the retreat signal that the Venetians had rehearsed many times before. Its release meant that they encountered a great threat in front of them. The only thing they had to do was to avoid contact at all costs and flee immediately. ! At almost the same moment, the desperadoes who were still eager to hunt down the fleeing villagers did not hesitate to turn their horses and fled. They seem to be in a hurry, but they have already been rehearsed time and time again, and they are already dripping.

At this point, Justinian immediately saw through their intentions and reacted immediately.

"chase--!"

Surrounded by these many Turkic cavalry, this young man riding a horse just appeared, and looked forward with calm eyes. Although the Venetian was about to flee, his expression revealed a confident calmness.

"But Lord Justinian, we are limited in number. If we all catch up, what will your guard do?" A Turkic guard hesitated. It was completely accidental to encounter the Venetian here suddenly, even though the general range of the enemy was determined. , But I didn’t expect to encounter the Venetian massacre of villagers directly. At this time, the large forces were either still on the periphery, or they were unable to rush over after receiving a signal, although it was easy for them to repel the opponent, but if they pursued, the personal safety of Justinian as the commander-in-chief would be difficult to guarantee.

But as soon as the Turkic warrior had finished speaking, the young man in front of him turned his head, and asked with an indifferent expression and exaggerated tone: "Don't you think I alone will let these Venetians? People can take advantage, right?"

A simple word fell, but the burst of feeling caused the Turkic warrior to lower his head quickly, and at that moment, he saw a pair of cold eyes, and those blue eyes were as deep as the sea. Swallow everything in general. This kind of violence hidden in the bones is exactly what people who have experienced battles are most likely to feel. At this moment, the calm Justinian has already been unable to contain the anger in his heart~www.ltnovel.com ~ Especially the scene of corpses lying everywhere in front of him stimulates his nerves even more.

"Any questions?" Justinian turned his head to look at the escaped Venetian and asked in a low voice.

"No, my lord." Some trembling Turkic warriors immediately ordered a chase, and the whistling Qingqi galloped towards the rushing Venetian, and launched a grand hunt that is about to begin.

At this moment, the roles of prey and hunter are finally reversed. The hunter who had been slaughtered before now has become the target of hunting, which is ironic. And seeing what happened before him, even though Peter was only a child, he felt a sigh of disgust in his heart, and when he thought of Grandpa Vibius, tears fell in his heart again. If you insist more, no one will die. But time will not flow backwards, and there will never be a second chance. Peter knows that he can do nothing except regret.

But when the boy was holding back his tears, there was a peaceful voice over his head.

"If you want to cry, just cry, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, you've done a good job, haven't you? At least you saved this person." Justinian, who had noticed the boy before, slowly went up Qian comfortedly said that even though he didn't know what happened before, he could understand the boy's mood at the moment when he looked at the devastated village, the scene with corpses all over the place, and the survivors who had escaped from the dead. Rather than bear it, it's better to vent it happily.

Hearing Justinian’s words, he didn’t know each other, but at this moment, the boy named Peter couldn’t help the grief in his heart at this moment. Tears couldn’t help but started crying. It resounded through the entire wilderness and felt a sense of depression and desolation.