Eagle Flag of Epirus

Got the bait!

Seeing the eager expressions on the faces of the Latin patrol soldiers, the Genoese smuggler was delighted, but his face looked unmoved, and he sternly refused:

"What a joke! You know how much work I took to get this barrel of wine, and I don’t want to sell it to others easily, and even said it’s free? You guys are really thick-faced. Open up, open up, Don't even think about it."

Seeing the Genoese merchants refused, but these Latin soldiers who are addicted to life are willing to be willing, but all the ways of making money are tied to this person, and they dare not do anything to offend the other party easily.

As a result, a few Latin soldiers finally discussed the matter, gritted their teeth and made up their minds, begging the businessman in front of him: "Looking at the old days, it's a big deal this time, our brothers tightened their belts. Charge half of your money, so you should always be willing to let us have a barrel of wine!"

"Heh, you are really the lions who came with big mouths and opened their mouths. That little money is worth nothing. The money I made by reselling a barrel of wine is at least two or three times the money that I sent you just now. Besides, just look at it. In terms of friendship, I haven't seen you ever collect less money! Go ahead quickly, and I have other important things. Don’t delay your time.” The impatient Genoese businessman hummed, but what he said. On the contrary, these people's nerves were even more provoked, and they coveted the good red wine from Bordeaux before them. However, seeing the other party's tough attitude and neglect, the desperate Latin soldiers had no choice but to get out of the way. Way to go.

But at this moment, he was about to sneak into the city with his own goods, only listening to the Genoese merchants.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Although this barrel of wine is precious, but then again, I really need your help when I came this time. If it is done, then this barrel of wine will be given to you in vain. What does the barrel count? I just don’t know if you guys are willing to do me this favor, as long as you nod your head, the barrel of wine will belong to you."

"Really?!" I never expected that the other party would change his mind. How could I care about asking the other party what he was doing to get rid of him? A few drunk soldiers agreed to the other party's terms without saying a word.

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On the other side, on the bay pier next to Thessaloniki city, dozens of large and small ships docked on the coast. Here is another Latin army who is responsible for guarding here. Most of them are from Italian sailors. As mercenaries under the command of Boniface, they form the only naval force in the Kingdom of Thessaloniki. Compared with the defense of the sea wall section, the guard here is obviously much tighter. After all, the sea is now the only reliance for Thessaloniki City to contact the outside world. Once a problem occurs here, it will be unimaginable.

Although Boniface himself did not believe that the ruined Roman navy had the power to organize naval attacks, the defense was strengthened at the insistence of his nephew, Marquis Dennister.

"who!"

A few strange figures were found coming here in the dim fire, the watchful Italian mercenary shouted sharply, and immediately raised the full-stringed crossbow in his hand and aimed at the dark place.

"If you dare to step forward, you must be killed."

As he spoke, he heard the sound of "Whoo!", and the powerful crossbow arrows smashed through the air with strong wind and hit a big tree next to him.

And this scene directly scared the people in the dark for a while and didn't dare to show up, and quickly raised his hand and said: "Sir, don't let go of arrows, don't let go of arrows, it's us, don't worry, it's your family!"

I quickly walked to the fire, and saw a few people who were also dressed as the Thessaloniki defenders appeared in front of the Italian mercenaries.

"It turned out to be the French..." The whispering Italian recognized at a glance that the opponent was the patrol on the other side of the sea wall. Traditionally, their Italians and neighboring French people have not been too friendly. But since they were all serving King Boniface here, a few Italian soldiers dropped the crossbows in their hands.

But at this moment, a grim voice suddenly sounded behind the Italian mercenary, making everyone subconsciously frightened.

"Master Alfonso!"

Seeing the man with scars on his face coming towards them behind him, the Italian soldiers hurriedly lowered their heads in a respectful appearance, and this man was Alfonso, the chief in charge of the border defense of the harbor.

And the man's gaze swept over the Frenchman who appeared here this night, his face was slightly taken aback at first, but then returned to a coldness, "It's so late, what are you doing here, this is not your defense zone! You guys! Isn’t it possible that the sir’s officer didn’t tell you that you cannot leave your post without authorization at this time?"

Quite angrily, Alfonso shouted loudly, but in front of him, several French soldiers also rubbed their palms helplessly, and said: "Because there are really important things, otherwise we would not dare to spend the night. I'm here to disturb you, sir. It's really business--"

"Enough!" Alfonso, whose face changed, immediately interrupted the words of the idiots in front of him, and while holding back the subordinates beside him coldly said: "What are you still doing here, keep busy with your affairs? !"

"Yes."

Seeing that the officer was so fierce and evil, although a few Italian mercenaries didn't know what was going on, they still chose to get away with it and didn't dare to stay anymore.

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Looking at the irrelevant people around and waiting to walk away, Alfonso with a cold expression turned his gaze back again, looking at these brave and arrogant people who rushed over to find him, and shouted angrily: "I didn't say it a long time ago. Except for the agreed place, are you not allowed to come over to find me at any other time? You are crazy and slipped over at this time."

Seeing Alfonso's angry look, the few Latin soldiers who cowered, you look at me and I look at you~www.ltnovel.com~ Then I will finally be ready to explain to the man in front of me.

"Boss, you calm down, you calm down. These days, Lord Marquis Dennister's attention is on the north. As long as there is no big movement here, we won't be discovered. And we really have something important, or we won't come back. excuse me."

"Huh, if it weren't for that, do you think I would let you go? Is there anything so anxious?!" Alfonso sneered. On the surface, he was the defender in charge of the coast of Thessaloniki. In the back, he and the patrolling soldiers in front of him colluded to run a smuggling business, and they were intertwined with each other. Just to prevent accidents, Alfonso would never intervene personally, and it was a bit of a surprise for the group of French people to come over to find himself today.

And just as he was puzzled, suddenly Alfonso found something suddenly changed and said:

"Why are you wrong in number!"

In the dim flame just now, he only saw the few faces he knew, but then the man noticed a few other people he had never seen before. He was so frightened that he was frightened and his face froze.

But at this moment, a voice of laughter came from the shadows.

"Haha, it turns out that you are the Lord Alfonso. If you have the courage to take my money but don't have the courage to meet with me, it would be too ridiculous!"

Calmly lifted the hood he was wearing, and saw the Genoese businessman who came with a few Latin soldiers on patrol calmly stepped forward to show his identity. And watching this scene, Alfonso, with an ugly face, looked at the man dressed as an Italian and then looked at the embarrassed subordinates, and suddenly realized that he must have been sold.

These **** French guys!