Eagle Flag of Epirus

"Earl Simon, are you still expecting someone to save you? Stop wishing, now you can't escape with your wings!" Outside the camp, a man’s piercing and rampant laughter came, and this made him hold on. Count Simon, who was the last defender, felt a chill in his heart.

　　 This is the voice of my old acquaintance. Even though the light is dim and the sound is noisy at this time, Earl Simon still recognizes the other party all at once.

　　 "It's you, Lovevii!" The sneered man poked his head and looked at the dim fire outside the camp, with a cold look in his eyes. Isn't this his old subordinate at the beginning, but now the other party seems to be his own gravedigger.

"It's me, Your Excellency, it's been a long time since I saw you. I used to work under your command, but I didn't expect to meet again in this form." Loveviy also said with a little emotion, but his These words made people shudder in the hustle and bustle of the night breeze.

"Huh, you don't have to be hypocritical at this time. Since you are loyal to Grand Duke Ivan, then we should have expected a military encounter." There is no affection in the voice. It is obvious that Simon knows himself. This former subordinate, Baron Loveviy, decided that he had no intention of thinking about his old feelings. And based on his understanding of it, it is estimated that Loveviy was planning something secretly, so he immediately put his men on guard, and Count Simon stared at the dim and deep front with an energy of 120,000 points. Always be prepared for sudden attacks that the enemy may launch.

　　 A fierce battle is bound to be unavoidable, but the only thing that made Earl Simon a little concerned was what the other party said just now.

"What did you just say that no one will come to support anymore? What do you mean?" Judging from the other party's voice, this fierce offensive, and the tone of Baron Loveviy himself, Count Simon felt that it was not groundless. He was intimidated, but this also made him feel uneasy.

Outside of the camp, while directing what moves he was doing, he looked at the camp where Count Simon was with contempt. Loveviy smiled at this time: "You only reacted to it now! But now I have noticed it. It's too late!"

"What do you mean?!" The horrified Simon couldn't help but his eyes trembled slightly. He tried to conceal his inner anxiety, but the last soldiers in the camp still saw what the Lord Earl was in their hearts. Shaken, could not help but commotion.

"What do you mean? Isn't it clear? Your Excellency Simon, the place where you are now stationed is located in the narrow strip between the Ograj mountain area of ​​Mecsia and the Belahisar mountain area. This is very important but also easy to defend and difficult to attack. If you’re not sure, do you think we’ll do it? It’s fair to say that before the attack, Grand Duke Ivan had quickly pulled out several other strongholds around him, and now you are surrounded by heavy encirclement. The recent reinforcements came almost almost too soon. It’s dawn. No matter how stubborn you are, you can’t change this result, so let’s give up resistance! If you are willing to be loyal to His Royal Highness Ivan, Earl Simon, I dare to guarantee that you will definitely be reused." Fuwei did not choose to continue the attack, and being able to surrender an earl was more beneficial than killing one.

However, in the camp, Simon himself had no such plan. He let his subordinates shoot in the direction of Lovewiy with a fired bow and arrow, and said sarcastically: "Spare me, I don't have this. This kind of thought, choosing to work with those savage guys in the north would be as easy as killing me. As a vassal of Your Royal Highness, I have no plan to surrender. Even if you have removed the surrounding strongholds, what can you do? It's enough for the people in my hands to stay here!" It's not a boast, in fact, Simon himself actually has this confidence.

　　Because he was ordered to garrison in this most important place, the last line of defense was extremely strong. In addition, he still had available soldiers in his hand, so Simon decided to fight hard to see if he could support it until dawn.

　　 However, his reaction seemed particularly ridiculous in Lovevii's eyes. "Hahahaha, do you really think that you can continue to resist? It is really stupid! Your Excellency Simon, you should first see what I prepared for you!" Let the subordinates light a torch to illuminate their back, only Seeing the bright light behind Lovevii, everyone in the camp was surprised.

　　 What on earth is this preparation?

And when Simon was suspicious, he cast his gaze over again, and finally saw Lovewiy's behind the place where the fire was lit, and suddenly his face changed drastically, "That...that's...no may……"

Oh, God!

　　 He almost groaned in his heart, looking at the behemoth, the desperate Earl Simon finally knew why Loveviy had such a big tone. I saw that outside of the camp, a giant projection vehicle had been installed at some point, and now he finally understood what the opposite party had been waiting for for such a long time. It turned out to be to arrange this assassin.

Can’t give birth to anybody who continues to resist ~www.ltnovel.com~ Simon’s face is ashes ashes, he recognizes what those are. In front of these projection vehicles from the hands of Latin craftsmen, his camp is just a pile of adobe. There is no chance of winning. Now even the coach has no fighting spirit, not to mention the other soldiers, there are already people who want to escape.

　　 On the other hand, even if he couldn't see the expression on the face of the opposite person outside, Loveviy had already guessed what his former boss should look like now. And he didn't want to waste any more time for Earl Simon to think about it. He raised the broad sword in his hand and shouted:

　　 "Initiate an attack, and those who catch Earl Simon will have many rewards! Many rewards!"

　　 This sentence immediately stirred the nerves of the soldiers, and saw them yelling: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

　　 In the darkness, the enthusiastic shouts of the soldiers were like a mountain whistling and a tsunami. It was so terrifying that Simon himself in the camp was trembling with his hands and could no longer hold his sword. And immediately after burning the hot asphalt, the stone bullets thrown by the catapult roared over their heads, destroying the wooden fence, igniting the camp, and turning this last barrier into a desperate sea of ​​fire. And the defeat of Earl Simon was also destined to be inevitable at this moment.

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