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"Is that you, Lord Justinian?"

A familiar voice came from the group of dark shadows, making the young man who had been holding a weapon in his hand ready to meet the enemy astonished, and couldn't believe his ears. And under the blazing fire, he finally saw the true face of the shadows appearing here. Sure enough, these riders were no one else, but the Turkic warriors under Justinian's command.

"How could it be you?! Why did you show up here? Didn't I tell you not to follow?" Obviously he repeatedly told them not to follow, but these guys did not abide by the agreement like him, and secretly followed come.

"We really can't worry about your safety. Please forgive us for our willfulness. If you want to punish us, we will not hesitate." Although these Turkic people dismounted to plead guilty, they still have a decisive look on their faces. Stinney wanted to be angry and laugh again.

"You guys..." Looking at the group of Turkic men helplessly, Justinian also felt that it was too big for a while.

However, at this moment, Princess Odothia, who looked at this scene behind her and found it interesting, teased with a smile: "You can't blame them. With a wayward chief like you, how can you expect them to follow the rules and obey the rules? ?"

"Maybe this is the case!" Shrugged, Justinian also smiled bitterly, and now he has a headache when he thinks about explaining to Arslan. However, seeing these Turkic mercenaries really follow him in spite of danger, he actually felt more warmth in his heart.

It's really ironic. He was obviously a Roman, the Moria noble wanted to kill him, and the Italian mercenaries and Varangian guards fought to the last minute, and these Turkic warriors were willing to go deep into the dangerous place. Thinking of this, Justinian felt even more ridiculous that is peculiar to black humor.

"Okay, get up! I really have no choice but to leave here first." I saw Justinian saying with a full face, but such a relaxed attitude suddenly let the nervous Turkic subordinates finally relax. He took a sigh of relief, showing a look of joy.

"Yes, Lord Justinian!"

A group of people hurriedly jumped on their horses to do their guard work, and took Justinian and Odosia's mother and daughter down the mountain to leave here, and then find a safe place to settle down temporarily. However, at this moment, Justinian’s original smile on the horse had already disappeared from his face. Instead, he used those extremely deep eyes to look at Tripolis in the snowy night below from the mountain. city.

Now that you have made a move, then it is my turn to counterattack.

He said silently in his heart, even though the young man said nothing, and his face was still slightly green, at this time there were wind and thunder hidden in the blue eyes of Lake Justinian. Vow to make those people pay a huge price for their betrayal!

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At the same time, several days after the end of Tripolis’s loss, it finally began to ferment throughout Moria. The rebels, who did not need to conceal it, deliberately wanted to spread the incident at this time. This picture shakes Justinian's foundation in Moriah at this time. And their goal has also been achieved. Many people in the surrounding villages and towns are in panic, and most of them are completely at a loss for the muddy water in front of them. Originally he had adapted to the rule of the young foreign governor, but now Tripolis has issued an order in the name of the Anastasius dictatorship, announcing that Justinian had conspired to collude with the Latins in an attempt to subvert the empire. , In the crime of treason, all the people are required to attack.

Obviously, he was once the heir of the dictatorship before, but now he has become a traitor, which makes everyone doubtful and uncertain. The Dalian teams of the two Agrinon Legions stationed in Argos City directly stated that they would not participate in it, which further strengthened the attitude of most people to wait and see the changes. But this has allowed Leosgros to achieve his original goal. By dividing and isolating the power that Justinian can mobilize in this way, even if he is the little fox that Moriad fears the Latins, he will eventually become lonely.

As for the other purpose of Leosgros, it was to use it to provoke the remaining Achaean nobles who are still surrendering on the surface and actually separatist. In the entire city of Corinth, the Latin nobles are also fighting hard for this matter. After all, it is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them. The Regents, headed by Viscount Senna, represented the wishes of most Latin aristocrats. They advocated accepting the conditions proposed by the messenger sent by Leosgros not long ago~www.wuxiahere.com~ to send troops to fight Justinian together in exchange for more Big benefits. However, a small number of other nobles who are cautious are firmly opposed. In their view, Justinian is terrible but at least able to keep the promise, while the Moria nobles in Tripolis are not worthy of trust. No one can convince the other side of such a disagreement for a while. So much so that on the palace of Corinth, the two sides had a fierce dispute and a deadlock.

"Those people in Tripolis are right. Now is our once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even for the nobles of his own country, how can he continue to tolerate our existence, let alone those two who are stationed in Argo Sri Lanka’s company was also prepared for us from the beginning. At this time, if we send troops and join forces with Moriah and others, we can not only eliminate Justinian’s confidant problem, but also take the opportunity to allow the Greeks to make concessions to make up for our previous Loss." At this moment, Sena, as the regent, said righteously, and his words suddenly won the applause of the other nobles below.

However, there was no lack of objections below, and only a nobleman came forward and retorted: "Everyone, we should calm down. Those cunning Greeks just want to use us to fight each other. I believe you and I should be aware of them. How powerful is his mouth and belly honey sword. Once we rush to Tripolis, if we step into their trap, the consequences are unimaginable. I just implore our monarch to choose not to move. In this situation, we can only wait and see. Change is the wisest thing.” Said that the nobleman walked to Charlie Chapulitt, who was sitting in front of the throne and now inherited the throne of Achaia, and earnestly persuaded him. However, looking at this scene, the half-year-old child is obviously a little at a loss, after all, it is still too reluctant for him to govern a country.