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"Your Excellency Baptiste, why did you stop us from pursuing? This was a good time to give those guys a color, let them understand that Thessaloniki is not their presumptuous place!" The angrily commander of the cavalry still I don't understand what the man in front of me is doing. Although the words of the castle lord just now are indeed rude, at this moment Baptiste's Latin identity is indeed imaginative.

　　 Why would Lord Justinian trust a Latina and give him the responsibility of the important town of Thessaloniki.

　　 In the past few months, as the civil war in Epirus has fermented, the chaos has already intensified. Within a month, the Macedonian nobles who submitted to Dukas crossed the border several times to provoke. But Sir Baptiste, who was left behind, only led his troops to repel, which made many people around him very dissatisfied. Especially the Vadaritais who returned from Bulgaria not long ago were unable to accept this kind of thing. They took the initiative to ask for war many times, but they were all rejected by Baptiste on the grounds of Justinian’s order.

　　 This time, they finally beat the attacking enemy severely, and they just breathed out a bad breath, but before they had time to pursue the victory, they were ordered to retreat by the man. For a time, the entire cavalry had already complained deeply about Baptiste, and more importantly, they also questioned the identity of the Baptiste Latin. At this moment, if Sir Baptiste does not have a good explanation, it would not be impossible for the army to undergo mutiny. The atmosphere suddenly became tense--

But in the face of such doubts, Baptiste has long been accustomed to it, and calmly said: "My duty is to ensure the safety of Thessaloniki and nothing more. If you have any doubts, you can wait for investigation. Lord Justinian made it after he came back, but now you must obey my orders. Because this is the power that Lord Justinian gave me."

　　 Speaking of Baptiste’s specially accentuated pronunciation, when the name "Justinian" fell into the ears of the Vadarutai people, the anger that was originally drawn by the sword dissipated a lot in an instant. Although looking at Baptiste's gaze was still a bit unkind, these Vadaritais finally took into account Justinian's kindness to them, and temporarily suppressed their dissatisfaction with the Latin in front of them.

　　 And Baptiste didn’t justify any more, but suddenly grabbed the horse's rein, looked behind him in silence, as if thinking about something...

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　　 At the same time, after the Latin army, which was hit **** the other side outside the castle, retreated to the river bank, in the deep forest on the bank, there was always a pair of eyes watching what had just happened.

　　 "Ah, what a pity! That Latin is still too difficult for him to get the bait." The middle-aged man shook his head with regret.

And beside him, the young man who saw the failure of the plan was still very reconciled, clutching the whip in his hand, "He didn't order to pursue it! Teacher, could it be that we found us? Could it be that our actions missed the news? ."

　　 The two who spoke were Romanus Dukas, the eldest son of Prince Theodor, and Muswar, the Saracen trainer who had traveled south with Justinian to Moria. And they did not go to Macedonia alone. At this time, there was an army armed to the teeth lying in ambush together behind them in the dense forest.

Regarding the suspicion of the Prince’s son, Moswar didn’t think so, “No, it’s just that the guy we’re dealing with is too alert. No wonder Prince Theodor appreciates him so much, and Moria’s little fox also It is safe to give Thessaloniki to a Latin man like him. It seems unlikely that he will be taken the bait."

"Then can't we see Thessaloniki being held in their hands like this? Now is the best opportunity. If we wait for the treacherous kid to come back, then we will be in trouble if we want to take it off." Romanus almost It was gritted teeth and said, with both hatred and jealousy in his eyes. Justinian was almost completely lost in Agrinon before. As far as Javier must repay him, this humiliation must definitely be repaid by him.

Looking at the unwilling expression of his student, Muswar said: "His Royal Highness, you should understand that you have the blood of the noble Dukas family flowing on your body. You are the son of destiny and the purple clothed by God. Noble. In the future, you will be on the frontiers of the entire empire, and you will surely look down on the surrounding areas. And that little fox of Moria, no matter how cunning, can never compete with the lion. If you don’t even know this, Then it is undoubtedly too narrow and narrow."

　　 "But my blood, my structure, and my vision can't help us take Thessaloniki." As if tired of the preaching of his Saracen teacher, Romanus complained impatiently. He has always respected the teacher who was a slave, and said he would follow ~www.readwn.com~ but this time he couldn't agree with Moswar's advice.

　　 "Now you should be patient. Since the other party is not in the middle of the game, acting rashly will cause a big disaster." A mad Moswar frowned as he read a trace of madness from Romanus' eyes. Thessaloniki is indeed a very important battlefield for military strategists, but they are not the only ones who are staring here, and there is a slight disturbance, whether it is Rusnina or Agrinon, or Constantinople. At this time, it is more beneficial to watch the changes than to preemptively.

　　 It's a pity that now it seems that my disciple won't listen to any persuasion.

"Gather all the horses, so that they must be assembled here within a month!" Romanus Dukas, who suddenly gave orders, made everyone's hearts tremble, and Muswar was even more incredible. The disciple in front of him will make such a decision. Obviously, Romanus must do something big here in doing so.

　　 "Your Highness, don't forget the main purpose of your father sending you here. Moreover, these nobles in Macedonia have just returned, and they may not accept our order."

"Huh, the guys at the two ends of the first mouse are either the Latin remnants or the stubborn heads who fell under the wind at the beginning. Now they are relying on my father so that they will not be liquidated in the future. Now if they still want to protect themselves by my order, they dare not dare. Don't listen. What's more, the rich Thessaloniki is enough for them to cause their greed for my use." Romanus, who is determined to win, said confidently, completely not taking his teacher's words to heart. For a long time, he has been sceptical about not getting his father's approval, but this time Romanus is determined to say anything to win Thessaloniki to prove himself.