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It is no longer worthwhile to continue wasting time here. Although Conil knows the potential threat of the Byzantines, he is unwilling to continue wasting time on the Bolgar.

With his own guard, Conil Dandoro left the pass, and watched the Venetian leave on the mountain. Although Baron Loveviy felt a potential threat in his heart, he became a little uneasy, but he was strong. He still comforted himself in his heart that there would be no big problem.

"Huh, these snob Venetians, how is Count Simon now? Isn't his injury getting in the way?"

"Please don't worry, the wound has been completely treated, there will be no major issues." The subordinate on the side hurriedly replied upon seeing this.

"That's good..." Lovevii said with a sigh of relief, holding his forehead, and the stone in his heart was slightly lowered. The meaning of a living earl being captured alive is more useful than a dead one. Because the title of the earl level has formed a great influence among the nobles, they will never be attacked unless it is a last resort. Lovewey, who knows this, doesn't want to mess things up.

"As long as I succeed this time, I will definitely be made an earl after Ivan successfully ascends to the throne of the Tsar. Even the little fox of Moriah would never want to take advantage of me." Although there is some fear. , But such a strong fortress was guarded by two to three thousand people under his command. Loveviy didn't believe that Justinian could do nothing for him. His eyes flashed with hope to remember the promise that Grand Duke Ivan made to him at the time, and his previous doubts were completely wiped out at this moment.

Just listen to the order of Lovevii, "Let the people below hurry to work, and I must repair the entire outside of the camp before the sun goes down. Do you understand it!"

"Yes, Lord Baron!"

The Bulgarian soldiers responded happily, and hurriedly moved the stone and wood from the mountain to build a new camp, which was full of enthusiasm. The morale of them who had just won was very high at this time, not to mention that the northern Bulgarians were closer to the Rus in customs, and they appeared more careless in their emotions. They were completely unaware that Bulgaria was already undercurrent surging at this moment.

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In the lush dense forest beyond the pass, a hidden army was watching the Northern Army on the mountain, and due to the perspective problem, no one below Lovevii, who was the commander, noticed all this.

But at this moment, Baron Pfister, who was traveling with Justinian, really squeezed a sweat. He had then regretted agreeing to Justinian. He really didn't expect this young man to run so boldly under his eyelids. You know, even though he admitted that the Moriah's new army under Justinian was indeed all excellent fighters, after all, what they had eliminated before was nothing but a miscellaneous army under a small nobleman like Boris. And the army stationed here, obviously they are the aristocratic army directly under Grand Duke Ivan, and they are definitely not easy to deal with.

"Your Excellency Justinian, is it a bit too dangerous for you to do this?" Pfister asked nervously. The words Justinian said before finally moved him, after all, his fief It has been destroyed as scorched earth, so it's better to bet it all. If it succeeds, then he can no longer worry about being a little nobleman, but this high return also means high risk.

Only after a while, Pfister clearly realized that Justinian and his army did not go to the area controlled by the southern army. Instead, they took the territory controlled by the northern nobles. They were thrilling along the way, and now they are directly in front of the opponent. This is too crazy.

But Justinian on the side was watching attentively what he could see and ignored Fister's complaint. At this time, Arslan, who came from behind, walked to Justinian's ear to report the situation.

At this moment, a smile appeared at the corner of Justinian’s mouth.

"Sure enough... I guessed that they wouldn't be so indifferent, and start to move around again!"

"They? Who?" Fist, who was completely confused about the situation, was at a loss next to him, but no one cared about his question.

"Then, my lord, do you want me to send someone to follow him?" Arslan looked at Justinian and asked for instructions, planning to arrange for his men to go, but Justinian stopped him.

"No, I don't think it will be too long, and we will have to deal with the Venetians again, and it happens to be able to calculate the account of Tripolis." Justinian sneered. Dao, they are naturally Venetians in his mouth. He has been watching everything about the pass in the Ograj mountain area and the Belahisar mountain range, and for the group of people who just left, Justinian arranged for Arslan to track down. The ruts and horseshoe prints were quickly determined to be them. It is conceivable that the disappearance of ~www.ltnovel.com~ attracted the attention of many parties at once, not only them, but the surrounding countries may all have the willingness to intervene. And this, Justinian had already expected it, and was ready, especially against the Venetians. In Tripolis, the Venetians colluded with the treasonous Leosgros to commit such evil deeds, and Justinian will not forget it.

It's just that today is not the time to deal with them. Looking at the towering and dangerous mountain, Justinian has a determined look on his face, muttering to himself: "Well, now the most important thing is to deal with the guys here. It can be regarded as a double gift to Bolier Assen and Ivan Assen."

"Double big gift... Wouldn't you be...? This... this... it's too..." Then it became clear what Justinian meant by double big gift, Baron First quickly changed his color. Dissuaded, "This is too dangerous. Aren't we going to the camp of Grand Duke Boriel? Why take this risk?"

"If I just went to find Grand Duke Baolier, do you think I would choose such a route?" Justinian gave the other party a white smile and said, but the smile on the young man's face made Fiss. It's special, but it can't be stopped at all.

"I learned from the escaped soldiers that there are at least three thousand troops guarding this mountain pass. We can't take it down at all!" Baron Fister, who still disagrees, tried his best to persuade. But to no avail.

Justinian's head tilted slightly, and he gestured with both hands to the fortress on the cliff above, and said with a relaxed and indifferent face: "Can't take it down? Who said that, did I agree?"