Eagle Flag of Epirus

　　 "That's—everyone stop shooting!"

Arslan immediately saw that the conspicuous army banner was Justinian. The lonely boy rushed directly into the battlefield. He immediately ordered his men to stop archery. Justinian belonged to them anyway. employer.

　　 "Is he crazy?" Looking at Justinian with incredible eyes, he couldn't understand why the other party made such a stupid move, and the Varangians would tear him to pieces. At the same time, because Justinian rushed into the chaotic crowd without authorization, the Turks had to hesitate to stop shooting the Varangians.

"Kill—!" Niewuski still didn't notice that he had escaped just now and was still leading his men to fight to the death, but his companions—the pirates did not care about their life or death at all, because After the battle of the Varangi people, the Croatian pirates were able to escape back to the city wall, but Wolf had no intention of responding to Neusky.

　　 These **** pirates!

　　Neuski didn't expect anything himself, but he still overestimated Wolf's morals, and he even used them directly as cannon fodder. At this moment, the rapid sound of horse hooves attracted their attention, and the rider holding the battle flag took the lead. He did not avoid Varangi's furious charge and came towards them instead.

　　 Hit the stone with the egg!

Neusky sneered in his heart. In this situation, there were still people who dared to challenge them head-on. The man holding a two-handed axe rushed up, and the huge battle axe swung the tiger and the wind directly smashed up, hitting the horse. head. This requires extremely strong courage and martial arts, because facing the cavalry, even if it is a strong heavy infantry, it may be slightly accidentally injured or even directly killed by a collision. But Nevsky was a powerful Varangian guard, so there was no hesitation in that blow.

　　 The horse that Justinian was riding was directly chopped to the ground by a fierce tomahawk without any protection. However, Justinian had already anticipated this, so he was ready to jump on the saddle.

Almost at the same time that Nevsky swung the axe, Justinian burst out an amazing jumping power over the top of the opponent's head and reached behind Nevsky, and the battle flag happened to cover Nevsky. Sight.

Like a sly and flexible fox, Justinian pulled out his self-defense hunting knife from his waist and placed it on the man’s neck. It seemed easy, but Justinian’s heart was already beating wildly at this time. Shen might have died under the opponent's hands beforehand.

　　 "Captain Neusky!" The other Varangians who exclaimed loudly, they did not expect that the powerful Neusky would actually be recruited, and it was completely too late when they reacted.

　　Neusky was still in shock. This peculiar way of fighting was the first time he had seen it.

　　 "Let me down all the weapons, otherwise I can't guarantee his safety." Justinian looked at the Varangi coldly, and he was aiming at Nevsky at first. However, his situation is equally dangerous. The peripheral Turkic cavalry cannot enter outside. If he thinks about it, he may be torn to pieces by these Nordic berserkers at any time.

　　 The remaining Varangians really stopped moving, staring at the young man in front of him, but they couldn't wait to break his body into pieces in his eyes.

　　 actually hit such a trick! Neusky was also greatly upset that he had miscalculated, but he didn't expect to survive safely, but died in honor of honor.

　　 "Then, just chop off my head as you like. All the team members follow the order, and kill this kid now!"

　　Neusky did not hesitate at all, but there seemed to be no subordinates around him who could execute this order with the same decisiveness. Justinian exhaled vigorously. It seemed that the **** of death was just passing by. When the other party said this, he couldn't help but trembled slightly.

"...A life was recovered. It seems that although you are very confident, they don't think so firmly that it doesn't matter if you are dead. Unfortunately, your subordinates' loyalty and love to you has surpassed death in battle. "Justinian said with a facial expression, but there was no sarcasm in this sentence. Justinian did see the pride of the empire-the style of the Varangian Guard.

　　 "I thought I had successfully trained them, but I really don't know if I should be happy or disappointed."

　　 Niewuski shook his head helplessly, showing a wry smile and said:

"You want to force us to surrender! Otherwise, even if you kill me, I won't be able to go back safely." Nieowski is not a muscular man, he guessed Justinian's all at once. intention.

　　 "It's true." Justinian nodded without any disguise.

　　 "Are you kidding? Do you think the pride of Varangians is so cheap?!" Nie Usky roared furiously.

　　 In the urgency of the two, Justinian still had a joking tone, and the Turks who saw this scene did not dare to act rashly. This made Neusky realize that the boy in front of him was not an ordinary person, and after seeing the other person’s dress, he was also a little confused. He was not like a Latin or a Turkic, but a Roman dress. .

Facing Neusky’s roar, Justinian replied without changing his face: “Of course I know that you are proud Varangians, and you are also the guards under the purple throne. I’m afraid you will serve a group of pirates. It's the cheapest."

"What do you know, brat!" Justinian's words undoubtedly touched Nevsky's inverse scales. Of course he knew the truth, but he had nowhere to go after Constantinople fell. Other choices, otherwise he can only let himself and his subordinates starve to death, and he is unwilling to serve the Latins. Although they are Varangians from Northern Europe, generations of generations have emotionally recognized the identity of the Romans.

　　 But at this moment, Justinian took off his chain mail gloves and revealed the gold ring on his middle finger. The double-headed eagle on it was angry and ferocious.

　　 "Of course I know, and do you remember the glory of the past?"

As a member of the Varangian Guard ~www.ltnovel.com~Neusky recognized the personal seal used by the emperor at a glance. It is not something ordinary people can hold. It was Emperor Muzfius back then. He had seen it as one of the commanders of the Imperial Guard. It was definitely not something that could be forged. He subconsciously let go of the hand holding the axe.

　　 "Bang Dang!"

"That is the ring of His Majesty Muzfius... how could it be in your hand?" Neusky asked with a trembling voice, fleeing Constantinople, he also tried to find the emperor's whereabouts but found nothing. He couldn't help but get excited when he saw the royal ring.

"So you recognize this thing! Then I will ask you as a person of allegiance to the emperor whether your oath to the Eagle Banner Throne is still valid, Varangian!" Justinian shouted, all the tiles The Ranji people looked at each other. Although they were dubious, the ring would not be fake. As the imperial guard, they recognized that it was a personal seal used by Emperor Muzfius.

　　 But how could it appear in the hands of that boy?

　　 "Are you from His Majesty Muzfius?" Neusky's voice was trembling and excited. He didn't expect to meet his cronies loyal to the emperor here.

"Yes, your majesty's throne has arrived in Rusnina, and are you still willing to fulfill your vow?" Justinian can only take a gamble, as Muzfius and Vasily who controlled the enthronement of the Forbidden Army. From the attitude of others, the Varangian Guard may be a supporter of Muzfius. Judging from the current reaction of the other party, it is indeed as Justinian expected.

　　Sure enough, Neusky didn't hesitate anymore at this time, and then knelt down on one knee and swore to Justinian.

　　 "The head of the guard of the fourth squad of the Varangian Guard of the Imperial Guard, Nevsky, is willing to go through fire and water for His Majesty Muzfius."