Eagle Flag of Epirus

As night fell, the Greek-Bulgarian coalition forces besieging the city of Thessaloniki chose to camp in the same place. Surrounding the surroundings, the Bulgarian light cavalry was responsible for guarding everything around them in case they were suddenly attacked by the enemy.

The ancestors of the Bolgars themselves were nomads who lived by water and grass. Although they gradually settled down afterwards, the habits of the nomads still remained a lot, especially in the army.

Looking at the dark night sky, the Bulgarian soldiers holding torches watched vigilantly at everything around them. Attentively, they were ready to fight at any time. Just looking at this appearance, they knew that they were definitely not inferior to any elite troops in the Bulgarian army.

But at this moment, I heard a "click" in the dark, which seemed to be the sound of a dead branch being trampled off. It was very clear in the silent night, and it immediately attracted the attention of the Bulgarian patrol cavalry.

"Who, come out!"

The soldiers who burst into battle immediately entered the state of combat. They either took up the swords and guns in their hands, opened their bows and arrows, or pulled out the javelins stuck behind them. As long as the other side still didn't say anything, they would greet them together. Even if you don't become a hedgehog with all the arrows, it will be fierce.

At this moment when the atmosphere was solemn and tense, a young voice sounded in the darkness opposite.

"It's me, Justinian. I think what happened during the day has proved that I am not an enemy of Bulgaria!"

Under the dim torch light, a young man walked out of the darkness to the Bulgarian soldiers' eyes, and undoubtedly he was indeed the Roman Governor of Moria, who commanded the army to attack the city of Thessaloniki during the day. Denny.

The Bulgarian patrol cavalry who recognized his appearance quickly put away the weapon in his hand, and said respectfully: "It turned out to be Lord Justinian. I was really offended just now. Please forgive me." Although the Bolgar nobles treated Justin. Nitian’s performance was quite nuanced, but his deeds of repelling the Latins and rescuing Archduke Boriel won the favor of many lower-level soldiers. After all, with the **** nature of the nomads, they most admire the heroic fighting on the battlefield. People. So seeing Justinian appearing here, the soldiers on patrol were all polite, and there was no one who even asked him to appear here so late.

And just as he returned to his camp calmly, Justinian breathed a sigh of relief. I don’t know when there was an ordinary-looking bow and arrow in his hand. The only strange convenience was Something seems to be tied to it.

"You are finally back, Lord Justinian!" Arslan, who had been worried about him, finally waited for his safe return in the camp before finally relieving himself, and looking at the other side, it seemed that Justinian wanted Everything you get should have been done.

I saw Justinian smile and nodded: "Thanks to all of our Bulgar friends who are very simple, we went very smoothly along the way. And the virtual realization of the Bulgarian army is not much worse than I can figure it out. "There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. When he said this, he did not have any fluctuations. Whether it was for the iron crown or the future of the empire, sooner or later they would tear their skins apart from Bulgaria, but in Macedonia. If everything goes well next, the fall of Thessaloniki Kingdom will be when the two sides are in a game. It is normal for the two sides to meet each other. Naturally, Justinian has to prepare in advance, and he will definitely not this time. It would be like the final disastrous defeat of Epirus in history, but the biggest threat to the north must be completely wiped out once and for all by this opportunity.

And Arslan on the side didn’t think so much. He didn’t even think that the Latins in front of him hadn’t been wiped out. The young man in front of him was already preparing to deal with Bulgaria. He just thought it was Lord Justinian just to be on the safe side. After making preparations, he asked, "Then, Lord Justinian, I think there should be news in Thessaloniki at this late hour!"

This should be the most important thing, and Justinian went out this time for this. Seeing Arslan asked like this, he put the bow and arrow in his hand on the table and tied it down. A drawing of the original.

"This is..." Looking at this scene, Arslan was taken aback for a while, even though he was overjoyed.

"Could this be the drawing of the Latin defense in the city?" The surprised Arslan couldn't wait to unfold the drawing, but it really painted the arrangement and layout of the defense of the Latin defenders in Thessaloniki. After Boniface occupied this place, he renovated the entire city in accordance with the habits of the Crusaders. If there is no adequate preparation for this information, the assault will inevitably fail.

And all of this is the result of the fine work that Justinian arranged when he attacked Thessaloniki City during the day and mixed into the city. When the gunpowder explosion blocked the view of the defenders, Justinian personally selected a few. A capable person successfully sneaked in. But now that I think of it, I would like to thank the Marquis of Achaia. Many of the Latin soldiers under their hands belonged to Justinian, so that the infiltration did not arouse the suspicion of Thessaloniki’s defenders, or even if they got it. I'm afraid the drawings are useless.

"It was done in a hurry~www.readwn.com~. Fortunately, it lived up to expectations and everything went well. If there are no wrong guesses, the Latins should have no intention of defending the city." Just look at the deployment of troops and check. Steinney guessed the enemy's plan. This was undoubtedly a vicious strategy. If he attacked step by step, the city would be reduced to ashes, and the Latins backed by the sea could retreat calmly at any time.

The key to solving this deadlock is what method must be used to break this retreat, so that the enemy who is completely encircled can reveal the flaws. However, Epirus does not have a navy to block off the sea, and Genoa's promised army is only responsible for transporting the army and the luggage and does not promise to join the battle. It is not easy to break their retreat. At this time, Arslan, who had been groaning, looked at the Thessaloniki defense map drawn by Ying in the city, and suddenly thought of something, "Master Justinian, maybe we should ask Miss Antonia for help, maybe she can. Help us."

However, Arslan’s reminder made Justin Nicole slightly stunned. For a while, he didn’t react. “You said Antonia, shouldn’t she stay in Igoumenitsa, right?” Halfway through, when he saw Arslan's dazed expression, Justinian immediately realized that something was wrong, and the look on his face immediately became difficult to look at.

At this moment, the voice of the familiar girl appeared out of the camp just right, and said angrily:

"Sure enough, I still couldn't get past it. I thought I had concealed it from you. Who would have thought it would have been discovered during the day." I saw an Italian girl who had put on a uniform and walked in.

Looking at the other person, I only felt that Justinian, who was a big head, was also crying without tears, "Didn't I let you stay in Igoumenitsa?!"