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"What's going on, what has happened!" Stationed here is the privateer leader of Venice, nominally lord of Corfu, Beirut Tucalian. Update Fastest didn't expect a sudden attack at all, and at this time, when the soldiers were approaching the city, the man realized that the catastrophe was imminent.

"My lord... the Genoese have surrounded us." The subordinates who lowered their heads looked at their furious governor and had to answer tremblingly. They did not expect that Genoa would retaliate so quickly, and they were not afraid of the vigorous and vigorous edge of Venice. With such a thunderous attack, the enemy who wants to come this time is obviously determined to win. For a while, everyone in the city is in danger. After all, their old rivals Genoese have always used all means, even if they are from Venice.

"Why are there no signs in advance, what are the secret sentry and coastal defense forces doing? Let the enemy touch their eyelids!" Tukalian almost roared and questioned, it can be said that there is no defense against Genoa's offensive, so much so Now neither the fleet anchored in the harbor nor the complex geographical environment on the island are of any use.

"We don't know why, it's like seeing a ghost. The Genoese seem to know where we set up a secret whistle."

Hearing the answer from his subordinates, Beirut Tukalian slammed a fist on the table and cursed: "May God nail them to the cross. There must be spies, or else it is impossible for Master Vernier to have just left. A group of guys came and attacked on the back foot... Damn, the Genoese must have left behind after operating on this island for so many years."

Spies? If it was as their governor said, then the Genoese already knew everything about the island.

The Venetians who looked at each other felt their scalp numb, and looked at Beirut with a gloomy face in front of him, and said helplessly: "My lord, what should we do now?" This time, the Genoese were mobilized, and their troops stayed on the island. The reality is limited. Now that the reality and the reality have been exposed, isn't their situation very dangerous!

Beirut, who looked gloomy, shook his head and said with no certainty: "For the time being, let’s look at the situation first. The defense of our main city is fairly solid. Whether the Genoese attack directly or divide their forces, they will besiege both sides of the wing for a while. I can’t take it down, as long as we support it for long enough, maybe things can turn around.” Now he can only hope that the Genoese come from afar and there will be no large-scale siege equipment, and the tough battle will come to them. It is bound to be a shortcoming. As long as you persist for a period of time, you may be able to wait until the reinforcements arrive. It is really unwilling to choose to surrender to Beirut without fighting hard.

Determined, Beirut chose to make a desperate move. He finally got the beautiful post stationed in Corfu, and he couldn't accept that he was lost so easily.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the idea of ​​the Venetian man. The fortress on Corfu is indeed strong. It would not be impossible to hold on for a period of time and wait for reinforcements. It's a pity that he picked the wrong opponent. He thought he was dealing with Genoese who were shorter than the siege, but when the Venetian defenders saw the Roman army on the wall with vengeful eyes, everything was completely different.

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The soldiers under Justinian's army that had assembled long ago were gearing up one by one, waiting for an order to launch an offensive.

"Is it really okay to attack the main city directly?" Bentic looked at Justinian doing so and couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, anyone could see the strength of the fortress in front of him, and a direct attack would inevitably result in heavy casualties.

But Justinian had a different opinion on this, and shook his head and replied: "No, time is more important to us now. The Venetians in the city know this better than us. The various sea strongholds in Venice are close to each other. There will inevitably be contacts in the place where they are procrastinated, and they will inevitably be discovered if they procrastinate. Now the defenders of Corfu want to defend until reinforcements arrive. If they do not decisively cut the chaos, they will only be in their arms. As long as they are in the other. The reinforcements of the empire reacted to the main city before conquering the main city, and the other two castles naturally depended on it."

After all, riding out on a horse, Justinian drew the sword from his waist and gave an order to attack the eager soldiers, and told them the oath that made countless Romans excited.

"Go ahead, my comrades in arms, today Rome is a divided land. Our **** fight with the invaders has caused the people to suffer, but under the righteousness of God and the empire, our people are still on our side. Freedom and stubborn resistance. Since the day of the fall of Constantinople, the war of liberation has continued every day. Years of suspicion and internal fighting have exhausted us physically and mentally. This has led to misfortune, and we traveled to Epirus and went to Chiri. Asia, there is no strong hand to fight against Venice. In such a dark and desperate era, how much the people of Rome hope that someone can listen to the voice of the people and lead them out of the predicament so that Rome can return to freedom and unity again! It's time to stand up! , My comrades-in-arms, don’t be afraid to sacrifice, use your sword to prove that you are the one, the one who makes the people calm in the hardship and is willing to fight with you in a tenacious fight!

Only by regaining all the lost ground can Rome become that great country. The people have never needed not only a great leader but also brave defenders one after another! For the empire and the people of the empire, lend me strength and move forward, my comrades-in-arms! "

"For the empire, attack~!"

The soldiers’ fighting spirit was ignited like gunpowder, and the mountains screamed. Even the first time they joined the Epirus army under Justinian’s command, they were infected by the young commander, and tears of excitement filled his eyes. .

No one has ever said this to them, and this is exactly what these soldiers wanted to say but have been unable to express. The man in front of him was like a ball of flames up and down the empire, so that everyone who saw it felt hope. With a nearly fearless posture, with a majestic aura, the Romans as a forward began the battle against the Venetian castle at this moment. .

"Crunch." I saw the crash car provided by the Genoese being pushed forward by the Roman army, staring at the rain of arrows from the Venetian archers above the city, the soldiers pushed the crash car forward with great effort.

A small **** was deliberately repaired with earth and rocks in front of the Venetian castle. Usually it doesn’t matter, but if you want to push the heavy crash car close to the city gate, the short distance is extremely long at this moment, which greatly consumes the physical strength of the attacking Byzantine soldiers. , Coupled with the fierce shooting of the Venetian crossbowmen on the castle, soon caused a lot of trouble to the attacking Roman army.

However, because of the tower built by Bruce and the restraint of the crossbow, the archers on the wall were basically ineffective. Soon the wooden ladders crossed the hillside and came under the wall, and the wooden ladder was put on the wall.

"Charge~~." However, this did not hinder the fierce impact of the Roman army. After hearing what Justinian said to them, the attacking soldiers all worked desperately, vying to be the first to know who could board first. To the top of the wall, and to seize this castle, his achievements and glory will be indelible. At the same time, this is also their first attack on the domineering Venetians in their lives. As Justinian said to them, they no longer fight for the nobles and the generals, but for themselves, Surrounding his own land...With great courage, more and more people came in, but the Genoese army, which had the majority of the coordinated attackers, had no sense of existence.

"Are these guys demons?" Beirut muttered as he watched the scene under the city.

The men beside him smiled bitterly: "They are just a group of desperate Christians from the Orthodox Church. In our eyes, the cowardly Greeks. However, it was a lion who led them this time."

"Lion..." Beirut muttered to himself. In the Italian context, especially Venice, the lion represents strength and bravery. It is a symbol of the mighty. As the proverb says, it will rule the roost like a lion for one day. , Better than living a hundred years like a sheep.

He didn't think it was Genoese who commanded this Greek army, and the commander on the other side really deserved such a description.

Beirut's instincts are right. The enemy he faces is not just a cunning fox, he can find traps in time. It is also a lion and can defeat a pack of wolves.

"Quickly, quickly push down the wooden ladder." Seeing the desperate Greeks put up the ladder, the Governor of Beirut finally couldn't sit still and hung himself into battle. He ordered the spearmen to drag the wooden ladder down, but it came from the Turks below the city. They almost couldn't lift their heads when they were suppressed by human arrows. At the same time, the siege equipment used by the Genoese also projected burning asphalt barrels into the castles of Venice, turning everything they went through into a sea of ​​flames.

Finally, facing the coalition forces successfully withstood the Venetian resistance and pressed up.

When the crashing car came under the city gate, the Venetians in the city finally knew that the situation was over. They looked pale as they watched the crashing car hit the gate, and the knocking sound seemed to be knocking on their own hearts. No matter how much you threw down the woods and rocks, and how to stop the Greek soldiers who climbed the city at the head of the city, the time for this fortress to last has entered the countdown.

This side of the city is precarious, and the fighting on the wall is in full swing. The soldiers of Epirus and Moria continuously climbed the wooden ladder, jumped over the high wall, and faced the Venetian axe and sword on the wall. , The blood flowed into a river for a while, and steaming blood was ejected from the wound, and countless corpses overlapped each other and couldn't distinguish each other. For a time, the two sides were in a quarrel, facing the critical moment of survival, and the Venetians also held a mortal heart, causing the Roman army to be unable to attack.

"Crack~~." But with a loud noise, the gate of the main city of the Corfu fortress was knocked open, and the balance of power on the battlefield was completely broken. The Turkic cavalry who had been waiting at the gate of the city for a long time took the lead in rushing in, and the Venetian garrison, who had only been close together, was shattered and torn apart by this terrifying attack.

The gate fell almost instantly.

"Temporarily retreat to the city!" Without hesitation, Beirut gave the order. Beirut didn't foolishly let his subordinates stay here and be attacked by inside and outside, but decided to give up. Even though he knew that his previous plan had been completely frustrated, he was not yet ready to give up like this, even breaking one of the opponent's teeth would make him a little decent to lose.

On the other side, Justinian looked at the gate of the castle that had been knocked open. At this moment, his brows were loosened and he often let out a sigh. Then, fully armed, he clamped his horse's belly, held the reins, and rode away, seeing this. The situation The Turkic guards are also closely behind Justinian. The enemy has abandoned the city wall and need not worry about threats such as cold arrows and falling rocks, but still have to be careful.

"You have already lost. When will you wait until you don't lay down your weapons?" Justinian shouted loudly as he watched the Venetians retreating into the square and fighting back from all over the castle, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. .

They looked at the young Greek commander in horror, as well as the occupied city wall, and the soldiers under Justinian's commandment everywhere.

Is this the person? At this moment, Beirut stared at the young face in his sight, as if he wanted to engrave it in his heart. Seeing the strong Turkic people behind him, no one had any thoughts of acting rashly. Beirut was the same, but he was very curious about who the opponent was, and he didn't even have any impression of him. But one thing is certain, the existence of this kind of existence among the Greeks is definitely a serious concern for the Republic.

But for now, survival is the most important thing.

At this time, Justinian's voice sounded again ~www.ltnovel.com~ without anger.

"You can choose to continue to resist, but first of all, you must remember that you are not facing the polite Italians but the cunning and ferocious Greeks in your mouth. We will not keep our promises to treat prisoners of war like the Genoese. This has given us huge casualties. What we get is by no means the pleasure of revenge in our hearts but despair. Think about the atrocities that soldiers who lose their comrades will do to meet your wives and children. Laying down their weapons and surrendering is your only way out, take advantage of me They can still control the beast in their hearts."

The words of this seemingly polite young man were finished. The Roman army also obeyed Justinian’s orders and temporarily retreated without attacking time for the Venetians to consider. The Venetians also fell into silence, and those words seemed calm. The cloud is pale but the meaning inside is more deterrent than all the threats of violent storms. Even some nobles have retreated, including the Governor of Beirut, who wanted to trap the beast before.

"It seems that we can only surrender decently." Said helplessly, Beirut's voice was low, but no one would blame him.

Both the nobles and the ordinary soldiers are already embarrassed. At the end of the crossbow, no one will have the power to fight again, especially seeing the extremely powerful Turkic cavalry appearing on the battlefield, and it is an incomparable shame to defeat or lay down their weapons and surrender. Before things get out of control, Beirut understands that being decent is good for everyone.

I saw Beirut Tukalian, who was covered in blood, stood out from the crowd, threw the sword in his hand to the ground, walked slowly to Justinian, opened his arms, and said calmly:

"We ask for negotiations, negotiations between nobles."