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Cries broke out, and the psychological defense of the Moria rebels completely collapsed. In the dim environment, countless already prepared traps caused countless deaths and injuries to them. The black-robed old man who commanded them the fastest had already died in the rebellion. They had no choice but to kneel on the ground and beg the vicious Turkic people to forgive them for their lives.

The Turkic warriors who swarmed followed Justinian’s orders and stopped killing them. They escorted the rebels who had ceased resistance out of the dense forest with their swords.

At this time, Justinian, who had already walked out of the woods, had also put on a war horse and quietly waited for the captives to surrender.

When he recognized that this group of people in the jungle were not Venetians, he was not shocked for the first time, on the contrary, he showed a solemn expression. He had felt that something was wrong before, and he was a bit too familiar with the Venetians in this area. After contacting everything that happened before, Justinian had long suspected that there was collusion with foreign enemies inside him.

"Check... Lord Justinian." The captive who knelt on the ground tremblingly raised his head in fear. Since they have fallen into the hands of this young man, their identities must have been seen through, and now they can only hope that the other party will be able to. Be open to them. But looking at the terrifying face of the iron green, the person kneeling on the ground couldn't help shivering. Despite his young age, the governor has never lacked the heart of killing and decisiveness.

"We...we explain everything, it's... Master Conil sent us over."

Before Justinian could ask, someone directly confessed the messenger behind the scenes. Obviously, he didn't dare to hide anything in front of Justinian, only to be able to exchange for him.

But the look on Justinian’s face seemed noncommittal, instead, he glanced coldly at the humanity who was kneeling on the ground and talking: "Of course I know you were sent by Conil, otherwise, how could his personal guard appear? Here. What I want to know now is what is the purpose of your presence here!"

"I...we were also ordered to get rid of the Venetians here. Apart from that, only Lord Seriguez knows the details. We don't know anything about other things. Please forgive us, Chashi. Lord Tenny!" The man who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy cried bitterly, and the other prisoners behind him also cried. There was no trace of the backbone of warriors and nobles, which attracted the faces of the Turkic warriors under Justinian. A moment of contempt.

"What about Serigues?" Justinian asked.

"Master Seriguez, no, Seriguez died in the battle just now." He answered cautiously, the fearful little pawns were afraid to meet the terrifying anger of the governor in front of him.

Is it dead? Arslan's face sank on the side. The Venetians were all killed by these guys, and the head of this group of people also happened to die in the chaos army. Not only was there no evidence, but there was no way to do it. Be clear about the intentions of the instigator behind this scene.

But at this moment, the scout coming from the valley behind him ran to Justinian's side and said, "Master Justinian, we found the body of a Venetian in the valley, but" suddenly the scout was lowered. The voice whispered in Justinian's ear and finished the rest.

But I saw Justinian’s dignified and iron face but a hint of fortune appeared, and he blurted out: "There is still a Venetian who is not dead? Bring him to see me!" As soon as these words came out, he was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. The rebel's color changed suddenly, and his trembling disguise was torn apart without hesitation. Almost without thinking, the man lying on the ground only a few steps away from Justinian rushed up and pulled out the one he had been hiding by his side. The short knife stabbed Justinian who immediately seemed unsuspecting.

"Master Justinian, be careful!" The guards who were stunned by this scene had no time to react. Who would have thought that the other party would be in trouble at this moment, but an unexpected scene happened to everyone. Just hearing the exclamation of worrying about Justinian's safety, just as soon as a cold light flashed across, Justinian with the sword in his hand had already solved the assassin easily. Make everyone present stunned!

"Hmph, I can't help it as soon as I hear this." Some of Moria's people are still as stupid as ever when they want to engage in assassination in front of him. The so-called surviving Venetian is of course a decoy. How can such a coincidentally important person not survived, Justinian naturally wanted to use this to kill a hundred people, so that people who still want to be smart are completely dead.

With a cold glance over the captives who were completely frightened, Justinian spoke again:

"Well, don't play any other tricks. Tell me your mission and your master's plan. Otherwise, you will be glad that this person's fate is just like this."

The young man’s tone seemed plain, but there was a chilling tyranny in it~www.ltnovel.com~especially looking at the scene that happened just now, the captive kneeling on the ground, look at me, I look at you, and finally give up After taking a chance, I nodded and chose to surrender.

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And at this moment, on the other side of Tripolis, a coup launched by the rebels has swept across the city. The old nobles of Moria, who suddenly attacked at night, united and quickly took down the empty city hall and important city. Several forts and squares in the city, and cut off the passage between Tripolis and Argos City to the north, so that those who still support Justinian in the city were almost wiped out. This coup d’état can be said to be a perfect success. The people left by Justinian are completely unprepared. At this moment, Tripolis has completely fallen into the hands of the old nobles headed by Leos Grosse. They will regard this place as Calling for action against Justinian, the rule of Justinian, which was already unstable in Moriah, will fall apart and all this should be like this.

But now, Moriah's old nobles are devastated because they have gathered all their troops and still can't attack a monastery for a long time.

Looking at the small monastery on the hill, Liosgros also looked very ugly. Although the coup in the city was very successful and every major pass fell under the control of the rebels, his two most critical plans were not. None of them succeeded. The Grand Duke Anastasius and the mother and daughter of Odosia all failed. At this moment, the last force supporting Justinian used it as the last stronghold to defend Anastasius and others. It is in danger, and time is passing by. Facing the violent attack on this monastery, even the old and cunning Leosgros can't help but become anxious.