Eagle Flag of Epirus

Everything has already begun, and the curtain finally rises at this time, but it is not too late, because any great drama always waits for its protagonist to appear at the end.

Regarding this, both Justinian and Leos Gross clearly understood this. They did not have any irritability, but chose to wait quietly for the best time. As if the warrior on the battlefield was in a stalemate, the short pause was just for the next blow to be more aggressive and accurate to kill the opponent.

However, in the eyes of Leosgros at this time, the victory in this final contest has already waved to him. The Latin army, who came from Corinth day and night, finally arrived at Tripolis today, and with them Even if Justinian thinks about his support, he will never come back.

Hmph, if you are still as quiet as before, then you will be the one who lost thoroughly this time, Justinian! Without Anastasius, you are nothing in front of me. Because no matter how cunning the fox is, it can't escape the hunting of hunters. Quietly speaking in his heart, a chilling sneer appeared on Leosgros's stern face, and there was a creepy murderous intent in it. Perhaps he could still be jealous because he didn't know anything about Justinian before, but now this last hesitation has been completely wiped out by the crush of strength.

The Grand Duke Anastasius is now in the hands of Leosgros, plus the power in the hands of the rebels. Once they succeed in joining forces with the remaining forces of Achaia, they will be transferred from Koroni with Justinian The three thousand new troops who have been overwhelmed by their boats and vehicles have come over, and there is no chance to reverse the situation. And he can finally repay the shame that the kid at Wiscari Castle gave him back.

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At the same time, under the city of Tripolis, a mighty Latin army once again set foot on this land, and the last time they saw this towering city wall, it was precisely when they were caught by Chass. Denny led an army of thousands of people and drove out of here in embarrassment like a dog driving a bereavement. Ironically, they were invited back by the Morias sheltered by Justinian, to deal with the cunning little fox together.

But looking at these savage Latins in their eyes on the other side of the city wall, Moria's nobles were also in a complicated mood. Everyone knew how ridiculous such a thing happened at this moment. Obviously since the fall of Constantinople, the empire's hatred of the Latins has reached the point where it can't be added, but they have joined forces with them, which is simply unacceptable to most people. However, now that they had been tied to a chariot with Leosgros, they had long been unable to choose. After all, they have to admit that no one has the confidence to deal with Justinian by their own strength.

I saw the Latin army walk out along the Romanesque avenue in front of Tripolis. The originally scattered array of cavalry and infantry gathered into a huge formation at this moment. This scene suddenly caused many Moria nobles who had witnessed this to change their expressions. The shadows they left in the Battle of the Olive Grove more than a year ago seemed to have been awakened, and they couldn’t help but tremble, especially now that the remnant nobles of the Achaean kingdom suffered a brutal and devastating blow by Justinian. It still maintains a decent power, otherwise Leosgros would not be regarded as a potential ally capable of changing Moria's balance of power. However, in the eyes of other Moria nobles, this is nothing more than seeking skin with a tiger.

"Master Leo, you are really crazy..." Count Conil couldn't help muttering while looking at the city.

At the forefront, surrounded by flag-bearers holding the flags of the cross, a knight wearing heavy armor and riding a war horse in cloth and chain armor finally appeared in front of the Morias, whether it was a noble or a commoner. There were two to three hundred Latins in this small line, appearing slowly in front of the army with an extremely heavy pressure, and couldn't help holding their breath.

Because they are the core force of the Achaia vassal state, William Chapulite relied on 800 Crusader knights to defeat his Byzantine army ten times.

Today, despite the heavy damage suffered by Justinian in the Battle of Athens, so much is left, but everyone in Tripolis still feels like an enemy. If the opponent is in trouble now, can they really be sure to counter them with the power in their hands? When I asked myself, no one would dare to think so.

As for the following Latin knights ~www.wuxiahere.com~ are all kinds of soldiers. Although they are no longer the heavy armored knights who frightened the Greeks, they all traveled from the West to the East to grab their wealth. Of mercenaries, and when they passed here, they chose to be loyal to the Achaean nobles because of their money. Although the number is huge, they are all warriors who dared to fight to the death, especially when they lined up the plain in front of the walls of Tripolis, their armor and weapons dazzled in the afternoon sun, making it even more surprising. Lu, as if ready to kill at any time, made the Moria nobles feel more and more frightened as they watched.

Count Conil, who was so nervous that he was breathing, gritted his teeth subconsciously, and can only hope in his own heart that when they work together to solve Justinian’s problem, the conditions that Leosgros said were offered. Can make this tiger wolf teacher really satisfied. Otherwise, it is unimaginable how it will end up next.

Just as Conil was thinking about the city, the solemn horn sounded below the city. At the same time, the noisy Latin army was also quiet at this time. The solemn army slowly opened up, surrounded by A little boy riding a white horse appeared. At this moment, even the arrogant Achaean knights dismounted, showing respect and respect, looking forward to his horse's head. And he is no one else, but now the ruler of Corinth, the co-lord of the Latin aristocrats, who has just succeeded to the throne and trusted the Grand Marquis-Charlie Chapulit. Next to him, there was a nobleman who followed him on a horse, who was now the regent of Achaia, Viscount Senna. I saw him looking at the head of Tripolis with cold eyes, and slowly said:

"We have agreed to the invitation of Your Excellency Leosgros, and now we have come, is this how you treat guests?"