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"Retreat, quickly retreat!" Moebius disheveled his head, and he didn't know where he lost his helmet. At this moment, he couldn't care whether he was embarrassed.

Although he has not participated in the Crusades and the Turkic fight, but Moebius has heard of the prestigious names of these Eastern nations, and both the Byzantine Empire and the Crusaders have suffered greatly under his men. And now facing their chase, the idea that Mobis and the Venetians under him are in contact with each other will be disastrous once they are bitten by these bone maggots.

"My lord...what should we do now? This...this is totally different from what we said before!" Some panicked men were not only panicked, they thought that even if they would contact the Byzantine army, it wouldn't be a big deal, after all. The southern area is not the main defense zone for the Greeks, and after a great war not long ago, Moria should be more recuperating at this time. But obviously they were all wrong. The appearance of this Turkic cavalry showed that the little fox of Moria had actually come here in person.

Nothing is worse than this. These Venetians have all seen what happened in the Battle of Athens. The fiasco of Achaia and the Principality of Athens is still in sight. The young man is full of fear.

And Moebius also looked ugly, but as the leader now, he could only endure fear and command to break through the encirclement and throw off the Turkic chase behind him. In his mind, Leos Gross, who had made this plan, was already scolded. According to the previous plan, he was only attracting the attention of the Greeks in the south, but Moebius did not expect it to happen. Will lead to such a large-scale encirclement and suppression.

Not only was the Turkic cavalry chasing behind him, but the subordinates who were investigating the periphery had also heard news at this moment. The Byzantine army was found on all sides to be surrounded here. The preliminary estimate is that the number is as many as thousands of people, which makes Moby. Si was even more convinced that the man named Justinian had actually come here in person. Moebius, who understood the horror of the little fox, was trembling and angry, but in this situation, there was no other way to choose other than escape.

But where to retreat? The Byzantines have already begun to encircle, although they must have not sealed their way out, but if they accidentally hit the opponent's arms, they will be dead. Because of this, Mobis has been in circles with the pursuers, but hesitating to continue is a dead end. The man struggling in his heart is in a dilemma, suddenly northwest, a blasting arrow suddenly cut through the sky. It attracted the attention of all Venetians.

This is a signal they use exclusively. The Greeks should not know it. What is going on? !

Just as everyone hesitated, Moebius suddenly shouted at this moment: "Retreat there, hurry!" It's already this point. Anyway, it's a death. It's better to fight it than to sit and wait. Choosing the most difficult route to determine whether it is safe or not, he bit his scalp and ordered the people under him to break through in the direction where the arrow was launched.

"Drive! Drive!"

And the man driving a horse behind him was already desperate. The Venetian also had no choice at this moment, even though he knew that his choice would lead to this path, he could only make a desperate move.

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On the other side, during the pursuit of the Venetians, Justinian, who was followed by only two or three guards, followed the boy named Peter to the village on the mountain. It was precisely at the child’s plea. Regardless of the opposition of his men, Stinney came to the village that was likely to be dangerous. And looking at the village that was already empty and looted, he was very curious why this little kid must come back here. It stands to reason that there should be nothing left here.

However, when Justinian saw the boy kneeling in front of the fallen body of an old man, crying and tearing his heart, he finally understood the reason and didn't bother him. Justinian just watched A glance at the other corpses that fell around and the wide sword full of gaps around the old man had already guessed it.

"Help that child bury his relatives!" Looking at the guard behind him, Justinian whispered.

Although the two guards were a little strange to the Governor's orders, they did not dare to disobey them. They hurried up to help the boy who was struggling to move the old man's body and found a vacant place to bury him in Jian.

Seeing the last shovel of dirt burying Vibius’ serene face, the heart-wrenching boy still couldn’t let go. Although he had fulfilled the old man’s wishes, for him as an orphan, his relatives are still there. Leaving in front of him and he can't do anything~www.ltnovel.com~ Nothing is more painful than this.

"At least you have done your best to make it to the end. I believe he will be pleased for you when he reaches the sky." Justinian still calmly calmed the child who was only eleven or twelve years old. , "As a relative of this old man, you have to grow up strong so that he will have no regrets after he leaves."

"But I was just an orphan adopted by Grandpa Vibius, and in the end I didn't repay him for his kindness to me. Do I really have this qualification now?" The self-doubt boy slammed his hand on the ground with regret. , Can't forgive myself at all.

But Justinian shook his head and said: "Since he left the hope of life to you, it has proved that he wants you to continue to live for him. At this time, if you are not his relatives, who is it? Blood relationship is no longer important at this time. And you know that you saved a person in the end, and you have proven that you can inherit his legacy. Pick up this sword, this is what you should do now." Putting the incomplete broadsword into the dirt behind Peter, Justinian didn't say anything, but chose to turn around and leave. He believed that after saying this, the boy would make his own decision. In a sense, Justinian watched the child see the shadow of himself who had left Rusnina at the beginning, whether it was Vasily who was standing by Constantinople or Muzfius who was confined in the monastery. He also shouldered their expectations and walked alone.

However, at this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves suddenly came, breaking Justinian's thoughts in his heart. Suddenly, the scout who came from the bottom of the mountain jumped down nervously and trotted up to Justinian's face. The moment made him feel a little bad.

"what's happenin?"

"Master Qi... Venetian... successfully broke through!"