In the South Peloponnese, this land that once empire is now the fiefdom of one of the twelve barons under the vassal state of Achaia, but nothing seems to have changed dramatically since the French knights came here.

The Byzantine people quickly accepted the new ruler, and even if they were helpless, there was no way, because the empire's army was annihilated a year ago. The remaining nobles either crossed the sea to Nicea to take refuge or resisted stubbornly in the fortress at the southern end. But to be honest, the empire's rule was not so nostalgic. Unlike the xenophobic atmosphere of Constantinople, the Byzantines in the Peloponnese hated the extortion of the once incompetent imperial officials.

However, the military mobilization not long ago made many people a little panicked. The noble army was summoned to the north. At this moment, there were only a small number of regular troops and militia troops in the South Peloponnese. They were not worried about any accidents, because the pirate attacks on sea strongholds outside were impossible to reach here, so the guards became very relaxed.

On the seaside in the early morning, Mycenae, this city that had long been abandoned, has been rebuilt as a fortress on the sea by the Latins. There are almost one or two hundred guards in the city, and most of the troops have been arranged to Corinth, so defense can be almost ignored. However, the responsibility for daily patrols of sea surfaces is still to be done. Therefore, early in the morning, the soldiers who were struggling lazily walked to the fortress to check the situation. However, he was too lazy to take a few more glances, because even merchant ships were rare in this area.

However, the soldiers who wanted to finish the mission and went down to rest immediately saw an unexpected scene. A fleet appeared in front of him at this moment, and the flag raised on the ship turned out to be the double-headed eagle red battle flag of the Byzantine Empire.

"How is this possible... God!" The Latin soldiers almost moaned. This scene was very similar to the arrival of the Crusaders in Constantinople two years ago that shocked the Byzantines. The soldiers who were rolling and crawling quickly ran down and shouted to alert the city. The bells of the time were fast to resound throughout the fortress. The nervous Latins quickly picked up their weapons and rushed to the sea wall to prepare for battle.

At this moment, Justinian had been waiting for a long time. They had actually arrived at night, but did not launch an attack immediately. One was because of the difficulty of organizing a night attack, and the other was because the army needed to rest. Now the army was full of energy after repairing all night, and the huge Genoa transport ship was ready for the attack.

"Now it is the war between you and the vassal states of Achaia. We have no reason to join the war. Of course, these Italian mercenaries can only be paid." The Genoese captain looked at Justinian and said, "This is the last thing he could do. After all, it would be bad once he gave the population of Venice, which is why the Byzantine military flag is raised on his ship now.

And Justinian certainly understood this and nodded.

"I am certainly clear about this and I'm glad you can help me." Justinian understood that the Genoese did this entirely because of the gold coins given to him by Andrea, not for other reasons. It was already a great help to ask them to transport their troops here, so Justinian naturally would not ask for anything else.

He drew his sword and looked at his subordinates behind him and said, "Now it's time for us to avenge the Latins!"

At the same time, the Mycenaean garrison obviously saw that the attack was not a pirate-like harassment, but an attack from the main enemy force, and the Romans came to take revenge.

But at this time, the main forces of the Latins were in the north, and the guardians in the Mycenae Fortress were extremely weak.

Justinian's guess was very accurate. The Latins could not sit still. Over the past year, the Latins retreated steadily, so the nobles of the Achaean vassal state completely turned their sight to the north and forgot the south. Therefore, the Latin garrisons in Mycenae were only some militia troops. They were already depressed just by seeing the Byzantine army and could not defend the city of Mycenae.

But facing everything at this moment, the desperate Latins still sent archers to try to stop the Byzantines from landing.

But this was simply an egg-hitting stone. Justinian's sword pointed at the head of the city, and the imperial guards behind him also set their bows and arrows aimed at the Latin defenders on the city.

"put!"

"Swish swish--" The attack of arrows instantly suppressed the Latin defenders, and at this time, Neuski led his Valangi guards to the ladder on the stairs.

Neuski and a group of comrades in heavy armor rushed up with large shields of defense, and no one could stop the army in front of these excellent and powerful soldiers. They made great contributions in the defense of Constantinople to defeat the crusaders who had climbed the Shanghai wall. If the Frank Knights later killed the Theodosy wall, they would have almost defended Constantinople. Holding a big axe, the Valangi people quickly opened a bloody road, and the Latin archers fled in a hurry, and these militia units were vulnerable.

On the other hand, Genoa's warships were carrying siege equipment, suspension bridges and ladders mounted the Mycenae walls.

In just a moment, the Byzantine army rushed to the coastal defense wall of the fortress, which was completely beyond the expectations of the defenders. They did not expect that things would happen. The Byzantine army's attack was like thunder and before they could react, there were already enemies everywhere on the top of the city, which completely made the Latins lose their will to resist.

"Ahhhhh!" The Byzantine warriors wearing various helmets and shields shouted and rushed up. They held bows, arrows, spears, battle axes and swords, and were not afraid of the surging currents under their feet, and rushed towards the city walls one after another. Justinian also held the Byzantine military flag in it. The battle was overwhelming, and the battle ended almost in a moment.

Before noon, the resistance of the Latin garrison in Mycenae was shattered, and no one escaped, some were killed, and the others were all thrown into the sea in despair, and they were undoubtedly dead in the surging waves, which was what Justinian needed, so that the Latines on the opposite side would still be without any expectations for their attack.
Chapter completed!