Eagle Flag of Epirus

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"This road leads directly to Agrinon. Don't we throw ourselves into the trap like this?" Walking on the dark trails covered with dense forests, Anthony escorted Hendriel. Although he left the chasing troops temporarily, he faced him. The uncertain prospects still cannot bear to worry.

The expression on Hendry's face who made the decision was very calm, "It is precisely because of this that I say this is the safest choice. I think at this time our enemies should have been chasing in the opposite direction until they find out. We can't catch up with us. After this forest, we are safe for the time being."

"So shall we return to Thessaly?" Anthony asked.

Hendriel shook his head decisively, "No, it’s the most dangerous place now. I made a mistake before and trust those people too much. Only they know our whereabouts in this operation. Someone must have secretly colluded with the rebels. We can't count on those people, and now we can only rely on ourselves." After this incident, Hendryer has greatly reduced the trust in the three major families. Before the other side set off to fight the rebellion, Hendriel decided not to have anything to do with those people anymore. The most important thing now is to return to Agrinon in secret. The longer the princess and the mother and daughter who are hiding in the city stay there, the worse the situation will worsen.

"But in this case, wouldn't we be able to do nothing but just watch?" Hearing Hendriel's statement, the old defense chief stopped his horse. With their current strength, if they did not rely on the power of other nobles, they would be vulnerable to the Agrinion rebels. A decision like Hendriel made this vengeful man unacceptable for a while. Holding the reins tightly, the man's angular face was vaguely struggling.

Hendriel also saw the thoughts of Anthony's Defense Chief, and then said: "Don't let hatred blind your eyes, Your Excellency Anthony, you must remember your allegiance to His Royal Highness Prince Theodore. The only hope now is as soon as possible. Finding His Royal Highness Irina, the only way to quell this rebellion."

"But only with a girl?"

Anthony gritted his teeth.

"That's enough. You must know that the sword in your hand cannot allow the traitor to give the leader. It is the princes of Thessaly and Agrinon who can really control the situation. Only Tanbei, Cesarian and Larry can be obtained. With Sa’s support, who can sit on the throne. Otherwise, the princes will respond with their tomahawks, spears and crossbows. At least for now, the three families are still loyal to the sons of His Royal Highness Theodor. His Royal Highness Irina inherited her father’s will and raised the eagle flag. Those nobles at the two ends of the mouse must all support the real purple clothes. Only the entire Thessaly cavalry stood on our side, carrying their spears and spears, ah Grignon has just been restored. Now Anthony, you want to fight the rebels alone? Why, by praying to God? By the mob in our hands? Only not long ago, we faced a handful of enemies. Killing was almost finished."

Hendry's words were not at all sympathetic, and everyone in the team was quiet. Most of them were the most loyal subordinates of Anthony's Defense Commander, but at this time they were all convinced by Hendryer's Defense Commander. Up.

After a long confrontation, the expression on the face of Anthony's defensive chief finally loosened. After a long time, he said slowly: "Well, I will go back with you, even if the front is sulfur hell!" The middle-aged man changed his previous fatigue and decadence. , The face was filled with perseverance again.

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Ohh ohh hum ...... came across the mountains rapid panic trumpet, had the comfort of their river bank waiting for good news nobles help but surprise.

This is obviously something wrong! The soldiers sent to chase were all elites under his command, and the target was only dozens of remnants, how could they sound the horn for help at this time.

Just confused, they were still hesitating to send someone to see what happened on the other side of the river. On both sides of the east and west, the trumpet was also sounded at this time, and the drums of war were mixed. Different from the sound of the horn just now, the sound coming from not far away was deep and thick, full of majestic power, and suddenly a dark wave of anger was condensed under the night to attack the nobles who were hiding in the dark.

"Let's release the arrow!"

Modong's archers, who were ordered by Justinian to hide among the branches, rained down their arrows. They did not hesitate to use their bows and arrows, and spit out the breath of restraint for a long time.

The unprepared rebellion nobles were caught off guard, and died and wounded before dodge.

"Fight back! Fight back!"

The lustful nobles roared and gave orders, but looking around, the archers raised their longbows one after another, but they didn't know where the target was.

"Long live your Royal Highness Justinian!" When the rain of arrows fell on the treetops again, the rebel aristocratic army heard a shout. Looking for the prestige, I saw a cavalry rushing forward. It was the cavalry commander Salius who led them, and he took the lead to dive into the chaotic rebels.

Justinian sat quietly, motionless. Moriah's new army guards surrounded the surroundings, but he was only calmly placed on the high slopes. The dense woods almost completely obscured the fighting in the forest. Justinian could only listen quietly to the sound of the drums fighting-this was the first time he had not personally led the team, and at this moment he was familiar with all the chess games like a skilled chess player, and didn't need to care about anything else.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of fighting in the woods gradually subsided with the exit of the drum horn.

"Lord Justinian, look!"

The guard next to him said, Justinian raised his eyes and looked into the forest. A large group of cavalry appeared from behind the dense forest, and saw every cavalry bloodbath from head to toe, from man to horse. It is hard to imagine what they experienced. Fierce battle.

It was Phokas and Salius who had returned to lead the two ~www.ltnovel.com~ The horses that they had ridden in white horses, now their whole bodies are stained dark red with blood. The armour on Salius’s shoulder was almost chopped into pieces, and the armour was revealed. Only the twine was tied. Focas’s shield was marked with deep marks, and there were even several broken spear heads. But they all seem to be lucky not to be injured. However, when he approached, Justinian found that Focas had a crossbow bolt stuck in his calf. The wound was so deep that it almost nailed his calf to the saddle. "You are hurt," he said.

"It's just a trivial matter," Phocas Pappadoros replied, but his pale face could not conceal his lie.

Justinian immediately sent someone to help Focas dismount his horse to heal the wound, and then turned to ask Salius who was aside.

"How did you bring it?"

Focas raised the spear in his hand and motioned to the men behind him, and then the soldiers pushed a nobleman who had been **** by the big five flowers to the front of Justinian.

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