Eagle Flag of Epirus

　　The sky over the sea was densely covered with dark clouds, and I saw the sea breeze roaring, and the fierce and changeable tide surged like a sea animal angry.

　　 Looking at the fierce city behind him, Baron Pierre was full of unwillingness in his eyes for the rest of his life. Everything he planned so painstakingly and solitaryly has now been in vain. Now not only Athens but also Argos is gone. Without a foothold, he has no capital, and he and his fleet have become unrooted duckweed overseas.

　　 Is it only going back to pizza? !

　　 Pierre, who was annoyed in his heart, seemed to be lost at this moment, only feeling lost at what happened behind him. Upon arriving at the port, there were only less than two hundred guards who followed him, and at this time Pierre's fleet also found them slowly approaching and docking at the port.

　　 "Master Pierre, what shall we do now?" The entourage on the side looked at his master desperately and asked. They lost everything, not just a city, but the wealth they had accumulated over the years and their families were all lost in the city behind them. The only thing the Pizza people can count on at this moment is the adult they are following.

　　 Pierre's eyes flashed fiercely, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "We still have a chance, I must make Justinian pay the price!"

"grown ups……?"

Under the incomprehensible gaze of his subordinates, Baron Pierre said his crazy plan, "As long as we are at sea, we will still be our world. We will go all the way south and turn the entire Peloponnese into scorched earth! No matter how much Stinney has the ability, I will let him run to death! Let the Moria he protects become a ruin."

　　 At this moment, Pierre's whole body exudes a madness, and the other pizza guards can't help but be astonished by the madness of his leader.

　　 "But this is exactly what a pirate did!"

　　 "What is the difference between us and the pirates now!" Pierre roared, making everyone below shudder, closing his mouth and daring not to speak.

　　 "Get me on the boat, you have nothing left! Go and turn the land of the Greeks to ashes, or sink me into the sea and feed the fish!"

　　 Madness is like an actress who is immersed in a comedy. In his heart, Pierre fantasizes about his revenge career step by step, step by step, stepping down and going to the boat, completely unaware of the danger coming.

　　 Until a cold voice came in his ear, "The dream is almost done, it's time to wake up and get ready to go on the road, Master Pierre."

　　 With this cold voice, the vengeance dream in Baron Pierre's heart was torn apart by the cold sword blade along with his chest. At some point, Yaroslav, the Pirate leader of Pierre, walked behind him. "On behalf of Governor Justinian, I extend my cordial greetings to you." He thrust the Rose sword in his hand into the heart of his former master and twisted it.

　　 This scene stunned the pizza guards who hadn't boarded the ship. Everyone didn't realize what was going on. They only saw that the people who should be companions were facing them with swords at the moment.

　　 "You..." Exhausting the last bit of strength, Baron Pierre turned his head as if he was trying to take a photo of the person behind him into hell, but when he saw behind him clearly, he knew what **** was——

The deck of the entire ship was covered with corpses, and those who fell, without exception, were the pizza sailors under their own hands, and the Ross pirates behind them stood standing in the blood like demons. With. It turned out that after he left Yaroslav, no, or maybe before, the entire fleet of Pizzas had already been cleaned.

　　 "You are... Justinian's..."

　　 "It's a partnership!" Yaroslav grinned, drew his long sword and kicked Pierre's body off the bow of the ship.

　　 At this time, I don't know when the sound of a Greek harp suddenly sounded in the cabin, just like the mourning of the dead. Immediately, the music concealed all the noise, echoing in the sea and the sky, as if echoing the hustle and bustle of the city of Athens far behind the Pisa. The next moment, I saw a heavy Rose arrow shot through the body of the unprepared Pizzaman on the ship's board, and then the Ross pirate who jumped from above fell into the crowd and wielded a big sword to start the massacre. The cries of the Pizza were drowned out by the sound of the harp. The long swords of the Ruths rose and fell, and in a short while endless blood red soaked the beach.

　　 At the same time, after the gates of Athens were breached, the Moria cavalry and the Corfu company who were pursuing them all reached the port of Piraeus, and happened to witness the massacre on the coast.

　　 They thought they were going to meet a fierce battle, but when they were about to fight, they found that the northern warriors holding the heavy axe and heavy sword on the coast had killed all the remaining Pisans.

　　The golden and iron fighting concealed the cry of fear, and these noisy sounds were accompanied by sad harp accompaniment, making this scene so strange. Looking at the corpse on the ground and seeing the other two axes cutting off the head of the Pizza sailor, even Salius, who had just experienced a death fight, felt nauseated in his heart. At this moment, something on the ground attracted his attention. It was an arrow stuck in the forehead of the Pisa's corpse. The heavy arrow of this style was the same as the one shot at him and Cha that night in the abandoned castle. Stinney reminded the heavy arrows of the night attack to be exactly the same!

　　 With a complicated look on his face~www.ltnovel.com~ Salius ordered his subordinates not to act rashly for the time being.

And when the last Pizza fell in a pool of blood, the accompaniment of the harp came to an abrupt end at this moment. I saw a weak young man walked out of the cabin slowly, put down the instrument in his hand and sat high just now. The gunwale, which was splashed with the blood of the dead Baron Pierre, calmly examined the slaughter that had ended.

Unlike the other Ross people who were immersed in the killing, this young man who was also dressed as a northerner, acted as a war priest at this time. He walked to the corpse of the slain without sorrow or joy, just chanting Said: "We have listened to the instructions of the ancients, saying: [You must not kill]; and also: [Whoever kills will not be immune to judgment], even after being judged, it will not be immune to the fire of hell."

This is a verse in Matthew’s Gospel. All Christians who have walked into the church to receive the patriarch’s training have said that they have heard of it. Even the illiterate soldiers on the battlefield know what this means, but now When I heard this sentence on the battlefield, I couldn't help feeling that it was pedantic and funny.

Just as someone was about to ridicule, the young man dressed in the north changed his eloquence again, and the word of mercy immediately became as cold as winter, "[But if there is any harm, we should know that we will pay our lives and pay our eyes. An eye is a tooth for a tooth.] Therefore, the murderer will not do anything to gain or do anything, but he will be ruthless.” It is also from a chapter in the Gospel of Matthew, but at this moment, he can't help but feel frightened in his mouth.

After praying, he cast his sharp gaze back at the back of the crowd, looking at Justinian who had just arrived at this time and the slightly discolored subordinates around him, Igor said lightly: "Everything is going well, on behalf of Miss Antonia Hello."