Eagle Flag of Epirus

Vol 8 Chapter 53: Opportunity

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The flames quickly spread to the entire neighborhood, but it was just to conceal the unethical massacre. This night. Inside the city of Agrinion. Residents of other neighborhoods. All doors are closed. Compared to slums. The cry of killing straight into the clouds. all. It's too quiet. It’s not that people don’t know what’s going on here. It's just that fear has overwhelmed the justice in people's hearts.

The initiator of all this. Romanus was clenching his fist and staring at the street entangled by the tongue of flames, and muttered: "Mother, you still refuse to forgive me. Are you unwilling to bring your sister out to see me when so many people are buried with me? "The spiteful hatred and self-loathing are entangled together. The young nobleman looked at the fire in front of him in confusion, but didn't realize that his conscience and mind were slowly being swallowed up by the block.

Under the instruction of Romanus, the road in the block was completely blocked, and no one could escape here. Even if a few people escaped by the Kuman's bow, they would fall in front of the crossbow under the command of Romanus.

On the other side, the Kuman mercenaries carried out the killing without psychological pressure. They are now wantonly dispelling the anger and hatred that had accumulated on the slave ship before, killing all the people they saw in front of them, and then poured oil and burned them. Seeing the panicked people fleeing from the frightened people, the chief Kuman laughed, sitting on the horse, shooting with his bow and arrows, and taking pleasure in killing those who wanted to escape from this purgatory on earth.

However, he did not forget that he still had a task on his body, that is, the Greek nobleman who released him asked him to find a mother and daughter, so the Kuman mercenary leader started his hunting game and ordered his subordinates to concentrate the captured women and children. Go to the square and kill the rest. As for all the valuable things that can be found in the city, it will naturally fall into the private pockets of these barbarians. At this moment, the city of Agrinion was full of bee stings, and the city’s wealth was rewarded by the city’s lord to the barbarians outside the city to slaughter the people living in the city, and Sodom was nothing more than that.

A port not far from the slum. Standing on the side of the deck, looking back at the blazing clouds, the girl's face was pale without a trace of blood. She knew what it meant and what would happen next. But the only thing she can do is grit her teeth. Shivering slightly.

The monk on the side pulled the girl's sleeves for fear that the other party would break free and run towards him. It's on fire, direction. Fortunately. Irina didn't do what Sergius thought. Act impulsively. Since leaving the slum. The girl changed into the nun's costume groomed him. From beginning to end. Not at all, one more word. Sergibbs couldn't help being a little worried. The situation of the girl at this time. Slightly comforted. : "Don't worry. I think. There is a doctor, the couple. Your Royal Highness will definitely be fine..."

After hearing this, the girl's eyes. There seemed to be a gleam of light, but it soon dimmed again. Irina looked up at Sergius next to her, and whispered softly: "Fear, did they encounter such a disaster because of me? Maybe my mother and I didn't hide there. They wouldn't—"

The girl did not go on, even though the life of the nobility made her ignorant of the suffering of the people. But what I saw in the slums these days changed Irina's attitude towards Agrinion. How familiar the city used to be, now she feels how strange the city is. It turns out that when you can't survive, people really can do everything, eating rotten food and drinking dirty, foul-smelling water. Even throw away morality, throw away conscience, just to live. If it were usual, Irina would think these savage guys were terrible. She just wanted to leave them far away. But now she has discovered that the culprit that caused these people to become this way is not precisely the nobles who are rich in clothing and food, that is, people like herself? If the mobs are hateful and sad, then what are the nobles who made it all by themselves? Irina couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

Sergius looked at Irina, but calmly replied: "His Royal Highness does not have to blame yourself. People are not born equal. Some people are destined to be born like firewood, but they are only ignited with a value. These slums The people inside, they are born inferior. Even if you do nothing, their life is hopeless. At least for this day, they have enough to vent their bitter hatred that they can't vent for a lifetime. That is for them. That’s lucky enough."

After saying this, Sergius didn't look like a priest. The cruel answer made Irina accept that she couldn't. You can be blamed by the other party and she is unwilling to expose the Guanxi between people so bloody.

"This is completely different from what you said when you announced to those people during the day!"

Facing the little girl's accusation, the mad monk was slightly taken aback, but he was not ashamed or embarrassed because of this. Irina's words did make sense, but they were not persuasive to him. Looking at the empty heart above his head, Sergiou Brother Si's tone also became convincing, "If you feel uncomfortable in your heart, please forgive me for speaking too directly. But this is the fact, it is too difficult to save them, unless someone can really have it. The ability to master everything and change everything. Unfortunately, like me, there is no such power. My announcement can only temporarily relieve their pain like poppy flower milk. It will only be more painful to wait for them to return to reality. And it can really treat them. When it comes to getting rid of the disease, the answer is actually your Highness. Change everything and eliminate it. The first prerequisite is mastering power. Your Highness Irina. The blood of Komunin and Dukas is flowing in your body. Just as your Royal Highness said. You should do everything you can to take back this city that originally belonged to you. Only then can you save everyone."

The words of the storm fell into Irina's ears. She wanted to refute, but she couldn't think of how to refute it, but Sergios's other rhetorical question in front of her finally made her lose the strength to refute like a defensive. .

"His Royal Highness, who do you think can stop what is happening now? Is it the kindness in your heart? No, absolutely not, it is only the sharp blade in your hand that can deter those who want to hurt your protection. So hold onto Get to the hotel, even if you stabbed your hand, don't let it go so bloody!"

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The early morning sun rises from the banks of the Pinos River to illuminate Larissa, who has awakened from the night. With the sound of the horn on the head of the city, the city gate slowly opened, and I saw that coming out of the city was an army of Thessaly with a solemn expression. It was the two counts of Bunonius and Merinosen, who raised their long swords with a low voice, and signaled that their troops were neatly lined up in front of the city gate.

Who are they waiting for? In the city, the residents of Larissa also stretched their necks and watched curiously.

"Should be coming soon?"

"Earl Tan Bei has already led the way in advance, saying that he will arrive this morning."

"What a big air? Does he really think he is the master of Thessaly?"

Bunonius and Merinosson chatted with each other in a few words. Although they accepted the proposal of the Earl of Taranite, they chose to cooperate with Justinian of Moria in the general direction, but the details However, there were obvious differences between the two sides. The two earls of Thessaly insisted on being equal allies, but the other side never gave them a clear answer. Looking at today's battle, the other party seemed to really regard them as subordinates.

"For the time being, let's watch the changes. I am very interested in this Moriah's Royal Highness. To be able to be impressed by Taranite, I think he must have something extraordinary." Compared to Merinoson Count Bunonius’s attitude is more ambiguous. He has passed too long and has seen too many changes. In fact, he does not mind loyalty to others, but the premise is that the other party is worthy of his trust.

"His Royal Highness? What kind of His Royal Highness is he. It's just a nouveau riche like Gavris." Merinoson pouted.

And Bunonius said meaningfully and authentically: "Today he is the adopted son of Grand Duke Anastasius, the actual ruler of Moria, and even the Golden Seal of Emperor Muzfius in his hands. It is not too much for him to be called His Royal Highness like this."

"What about it, nobleman in purple clothes is always born, even if the one from Moria admits him, he is not the real Komunen."

"That's why we should be more in awe. Whoever created an era, only the first is the real king, and the others are just the sons of the king. Justinian the Great is just the origin of a villager, but there is no one. Will question the purple clothes he wore after his long death."

At the moment when the two earls were talking to each other, at the end of the distant mountain, a banner appeared first from the mountain pass and attracted all the eyes of Jean.

"It looks like they are here," Count Brunnius said softly.

In the morning light, the first to lead the way is an armored heavy cavalry. The cavalry Merinosson and Bunonius could not be more familiar with each other, and it was they who defeated the rebels of Gavris. But seeing them gallop again, the shock in my heart still remains undiminished. They were armed with heavy armor to their teeth, and even the horses under the hips showed only their eyes and nostrils. Looking from a distance, the cavalry gathered and advancing, like a dragon stretching in and out. Followed by the heavy infantry from Moriah, they are well-equipped and no longer as weak as the original armament. The soldiers held shields and spears, forming a uniform square formation. As they marched, the earth seemed to tremble. Here is a force, like an iron wall advancing forward. At the end, there are strange faces that make up the square team. Among them are Italians. There are Turks and even Latins. They armed with crossbows or javelins guarding the archers in Mordon Fortress. What surprised the two earls was that they were led by Latin knights in chain mail!

Such troops are like a hodgepodge, really unheard of. This is the first impression of the two earls by the army in front of them. However, they did not dare to have any contempt in their hearts, because even though this army was made up of various people, the coordination when they marched turned out to be so methodical. To be able to do this, one can imagine what kind of existence the people leading them are.

Witnessing all this, Earl Merinoson, who had been despised by Justinian before, could not help but mutter: "It looks like you are right, old man. This little fox of Moriah. There really is none. It's that simple."

"Yes, even though I am mentally prepared, it seems that this majesty is far more incredible than we thought."

When the army from Moria finally arrived at Larissa. Bunonius and Merinosen finally met the person they had always wanted to meet. Justinian, Governor of Moriah. This is their first meeting. The two earls couldn't help being surprised that the disturbing young man in front of them was actually the partner they wanted to find, but they didn't judge people by their appearance. They looked like a natural person, but their temperament needed to be polished. When Justinian walked in front of them, the two had already understood that Tan Beiwei would choose to take refuge early.

"It's very nice to meet you for the first time, your two earls." Justinian said calmly, coming down from the horse without being humble or overbearing.

Upon seeing this, Merinosson and Bunonius quickly dismounted. They thought that the little fox of Moria would be a sharp-edged young man, but Justinian in front of him seemed calm and not suitable for his age.

The two were amazed in their hearts, and ordered the subordinates behind them to clear the way, dismissing the curious crowd to welcome the arrival of Lord Moria.

"Welcome to you~www.wuxiaspot.com~Your Excellency Justinian, it is our honor to have a reliable ally like you, and it is also the wise eyes of His Royal Highness Prince Theodore to know people." Merinoson said first. , Despite being deterred by Moriah's army, the vying earl was unwilling to give up like this. He still insisted on being an equal ally with Justinian.

As soon as the voice fell, the grand army of Thessaly unfolded behind Merinosen, not inferior to the Moriyas who had come from afar, and the two families were uniformly aligned, and they were reviewed by those who came. It's just that the military salute of the Thessaly army is not a gesture of dealing with the superior. On the contrary, the whole city of Larissa is full of publicity, more like the Thessaari's declaration of their strength.

Bunonius couldn’t help holding his forehead when he saw this. He should have guessed that Merinoson, who was in charge of dispatching the army, would come here. His eyes fell on Justinian in front of him. He didn’t stop Earl Merinoson. , At this moment, he was even more looking forward to the reaction of Justinian Huiyou. The real king will have the existence of turning all advantages and disadvantages into opportunities at any time. So Justinian of Moria, are you willing to be the fox of the Peloponnese or the wolf of Troy?

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