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"This... but this is the only way to Sofia. If they sit idly by Frachaborg, then they will have no way out!" After a long time reacting, Alexander stayed behind and said quickly. He didn't think Mazar. People would really act like Justinian said. Because the most taboo thing about marching is that the retreat is cut off, so that it will be in a dangerous situation of attacking back and forth at any time. Especially for a nomadic army, it is reasonable to say that the most feared is the threat of being cut off.

But Alexander’s judgment made Justinian laugh at the moment. He immediately shook his head and pointed to the area south of Frachaburg on the map and slowly said, "Retreat? Is this necessary for them? Go here. To the south, next, what do you think there is a fortress city that can withstand the Magyar’s way? For them, the front is not an obstacle, but a handy granary, and even a treasury without a door lock. They only You need to cross here to have inexhaustible supplies. At that time, if you want to defend the empty southern regions, you are afraid that you will easily fall into the enemy, Alexander, what that means, you should know what it means. Bright."

On the surface, it is true that Frachaburg is the gateway to the northwest of Bulgaria, but it does not guard the throat in the true sense. As long as the enemy is willing, he can sit idly by and go straight ahead. And this, it is absolutely impossible for Alexander Olki, who has been guarding here for many years, to be ignorant. However, in formulating the plan for this blocking battle, this man has given a plan that is diametrically opposite to Justinian.

In Justinian's eyes, this was definitely not caused by a mere omission, but only because Frachaborg's defense had something else in mind.

"Now, if I explain it to you like this, I guess you won't have any objections anymore, right?"

Said calmly, and at this moment, Justinian’s blue eyes were staring at Alexander Olki, making the Bolgar man’s heart flutter, as if he hadn’t kept any secrets in front of this young man. There can be no concealment.

The trembling, completely from the fear in the heart, finally overwhelmed Alexander's inner direction. The man who was holding back the fluctuation in his heart reluctantly nodded and said: "No...no problem, Lord Justinian...everything I will follow your instructions."

Without saying anything else, Justinian nodded calmly, and said, "Then, in the end, I will be a little bit tired. Let you take care of the rest." See no other objections. At the sound, Justinian calmly announced that he had issued a combat order.

At this moment, there was already a cold sweat on his back, and the uneasy Paulgar man felt relieved and said, "Yes, my lord. I will leave all this to me." After paying a salute to Justinian, he finally met with Chass. Denny and the others left here as they walked on thin ice.

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Looking at the back of Alexander Olki, at this moment, Arslan suddenly asked: "Master Justinian, you have actually discovered that the person is actually at both ends of his heart. Rudder guy, are you really relieved?"

They, like Justinian, had already seen in the combat meeting just now that as the defensive commander, even the most basic common sense is not really abnormal, so the only explanation is that they have already made up their minds to vote for a new master. . According to Justinian’s temperament, such a person should have been determined to tolerate it, but what surprised Arslan and Salleus was that in the end, the adult who had always killed and decided in front of them was only a warning. It was convenient to let him leave.

This really puzzled Arslan and Salleus, and only heard Salleus say at this time: "Yes, Lord Justinian, is it a bit risky in this situation."

However, Justinian waved his hand at this moment and said: "Although he is indeed the first rat at both ends and the wind makes the rudder, but it will not cause such exaggerated harm as you said. At best, he just wants to be in this troubled world. It's nothing more than a small person who can't control his own destiny. I deposed his chief and warned him enough. After all, he is still useful, and Frachaburg must rely on manpower mobilization. He can do it, but the key to all of this is to see whether we are going to deal with the Magyar invasion. Otherwise, even Alexander Olki’s loyalty will inevitably not hesitate at the most critical moment. Stabbed in the back."

"Then...such words..." After hearing Justinian's words like this, Arslan and Salleus couldn't help but change their colors, but when they were trying to persuade Justinian to take back their lives, they were again Was interrupted by a lazy voice.

"Don't worry, the reason why I did this is naturally because I have this chance of winning and that man is indeed the most suitable candidate at the moment~www.ltnovel.com~ and all we have to do is to win the final victory. . I have confidence in this point, how about you?” There is a light of incomparable confidence in the eyes, although the enemies at this moment have been heavily suppressed, and they seem to be isolated and unprepared, but Justinian’s every move is full of infinite power. , As if swept away the gloom in the hearts of Arslan and Salleus in an instant.

As for the adults who saw them, they also looked confident at this moment. The Turks and Romans looked at each other and smiled. The original hesitation and doubts ceased to exist, and they looked towards Justinian and nodded firmly. Just listen to the two of them saying at the same time: "As long as you have confidence, my lord, then we will follow you to the death, until we win the victory for you, we will never die!"

As soon as the two of them had finished speaking, they each received Justinian punches on their heads, and saw the ill-tempered young man with his hips akimbo, and said angrily and funny:

"You don't have to swear to death if you talk about rubbish, I will naturally take you back to this victory that should belong to us. Now your two lives are still left, because after the matter here is over, we will have to have a good relationship with some people. Calculate this old account."

Justinian’s voice was like a fire in the cold night, dispelling the coldness of seeing death as home, making Arslan and Salius, who had already made up their minds a **** battle, feel a trace of warmth, but they I also noticed the unspeakable will in this sentence, and it was categorical, no matter who it was, I don't know why, but there is one thing that is certain that Moria's little fox has always been retributable.

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