Eagle Flag of Epirus

In the wilderness around Thessaly, an army was slowly marching north at this time. At the forefront of the team, a wild black fox was spreading its teeth and claws on the crimson flag. This is the new army of Moriah who departed from Athens. After completing the assembly, the army is now moving towards the destination of the trip, Thessaloniki.

But two days have passed, and the army has passed through the narrow hills of Thessaly but still has not reached the border of Macedonia. The pace of the entire army is not hurried or slow, it is more like an armed parade than a march.

Under the army, the man in heavy armor to control everything is not Justinian, but the Earl of Focas. The new owner of the Papadolos family is now in charge of the entire army. As the new nobleman promoted by Justinian, Focas, who has made great achievements in the neutralization of Leos Grace, is in charge with Alexis. After getting married, Ya has been responsible for guarding the Modong Fortress in the south. This time, he also joined the expedition with Papadoulos's army, and now, without Justinian, the mess in front of him makes him feel extremely big.

What is Lord Justinian thinking?

Focas was also incomprehensible for a while. He thought that after eliminating the Pizzas, Justinian, who had obtained those battleships, could lead the army north to rescue Thessaloniki, which was in danger. But Justinian did not choose to do so. On the contrary, he handed over the entire fleet to the pirates of unidentified origins, and at this time, he was lightly armed and left the main force with a small number of cavalry. This is too unreasonable!

Now, the entire army is moving at an extremely slow speed in the barren wilderness, and the long journey has made the logistics of the soldiers strained. This is completely out of value. Focas, who couldn't understand what Justinian did so worriedly, looked at the marching army behind him and sighed. The problem they are facing now is not only logistics, but also more threats, but just after leaving the territory of Moria, a new recruit has deserted. In this regard, Justinian rarely ordered the head of the deserter to be cut off. The iron-blooded deterrence suppressed the commotion among the soldiers, but Focas knew that fear could not support an army. What's more, they are now completely naked targets in the unobstructed wasteland. Now there must be many pairs of eyes staring at them. Realizing this, Focas shivered subconsciously.

It stands to reason that Justinian should be aware of this, but why is he leaving here at this time? Focas, who was always unable to wait for news, couldn't help getting anxious, but he couldn't order the troops to stop advancing, because this was what Justinian had repeatedly told before leaving. The helpless man had to continue ordering the scout cavalry to go out for investigation, but what he didn't know was that at this moment, the movement of the entire army was being watched by a group of malicious people.

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"Their scout has left!"

The man on the horse eagerly grasped the rein in his hand, waiting for his leader to give an order.

However, the big man hiding behind the stone hill still did not do anything, staring at the marching army in front of him. The bandit leader Skardnon's cautious attitude can't help making the bandits under his hand impatient. These blood-licking desperadoes never know what fear is. They only know that they will enjoy the glory and wealth after finishing this order. Endless.

"Boss!"

"It's not time yet, Rahman! What we have to do is to contain the speed of this army as much as possible. Although it walks like a maiden. But if you act rashly, it will only be cheaper in Montenegro. Faisal Ibn’s bastards. So listened to my orders and waited for them to pass, and we burned the last squad.” Skardnon apparently chose the safest way. In fact, he took one with him. The group had been following the army for a day and night, and he finally thought of the best way to reduce the maximum loss. Without food and grass, the advancement of the army will inevitably be poor.

"This is a good idea!" Although careless, the bandits also nodded after listening to their leader's words, eagerly waiting for the target they hoped to appear like a wolf.

But just when they focused all their attention in front of them, an unfamiliar voice rang from behind them.

"It's really a good idea, but it's a pity that it's so good that I can't bear to disturb your dreams."

"Who?!" The horrified robbers turned around in shock, and they only saw a young man standing on the hillside behind them.

I saw that Shi Shiran, a young man riding on a war horse, introduced himself: “It’s a pleasure to meet you all. After all, you have been here for a day and night. Allow me to introduce myself. I am the one in front of you. Master of the army."

Justinian stared at the hundreds of Western Thessaly bandits in front of him as if there was nothing in front of them, and such an arrogant look undoubtedly angered the simple-minded robbers—they didn’t even think about why the other party would find that they were unaware Unconsciously appeared behind them.

"Dare to bring him to the door and kill him!"

"Kill this guy!"

The bandits roared angrily, but did not know that they had been trapped by the bait Justinian prepared for them. Looking in front of them, Justinian said in a mocking tone: "Is this your courage, why? I didn’t show it before. When the army came, didn’t you just dared to hide behind the stone and tremble with fear? But at this time you think you are...Sure enough, because of this, people will be used as knives!"

The sigh of hatred for iron and steel fell, and the next moment, behind Justinian, a figure of a cavalry on the **** appeared in front of everyone, like a great wall standing on the hillside.

And this is the cavalry attendant that Justinian took away before. Although there are only more than fifty people, they are all elite riders who have experienced **** battles. Just holding up the long spear in their hands, the huge momentum is overwhelming. Angry.

"Either surrender or die!" The condescending Justinian made the ultimatum like a judge.

The bandit who was frightened by this scene didn't know what to do, Skardnon's lips trembled, and his heart began to shake.

However, before he had time to reply, the steel fist made up of the violent war horse and the cold lance slammed over in the next second. And the bandit’s troops: soldiers who only wear leather armors are undisciplined, even if there are cavalry riding horses or donkeys, watching the Roman cavalry charging down suddenly panic.

"Waiting to feed the wild dogs." The riders whispered on the horses. In an instant, dozens of cavalrymen stepped down from the top of the hills, but their momentum appeared like a large army.

With the sound of the pioneer horseman's bugle, the low and long horn, like a cold wind from the north, robbed all the vitality of the place it passed. Such oppression is chilling.

The desperate bandits sprinkled a shower of arrows~www.ltnovel.com~, but the short bows in their hands could not bring any threat to the heavy armor of the rider. The first wave had no sense of existence, and the second wave was like an itchy boot. When the archer put the third arrow on the bowstring, the Roman cavalry's lance had already reached them. Suddenly, a terrifying scream sounded, and accompanied by the first man's dying wailing, under the impact of the cavalry, the battle formation that the bandits attempted to close together easily disintegrated, only to see the timid bandits retreating one after another. But they could not run faster than the cavalry behind them could not stop.

Skardnon looked at what was happening in front of him. At this moment, he felt nothing but a blank in his mind. This was completely different from what the adult had said. What kind of horrible existence he had provoked.

And with a disgusting collision, he fell off the horse. The other party deliberately kept him alive, not to pick him down with a lance, but to knock him down with a forging hammer. Even so, Skaldnon still stared at the Venus. He didn't even remember that he had fallen to the ground, but when he raised his head, there was only the sky above. Skardnon quickly turned over and tried to stand up, but he only felt like he was falling apart all over his body. And the rider who shot him down leaned over, aloft. "Let’s make an official introduction," the man said in a clear voice, "It was Moria’s Governor Justinian who was the captive. Now are you deciding to surrender or die, Lord Robber?"

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