The sound of war drums made the Latins in Karamei City suddenly tense. Although they successfully repelled the attack of the Byzantine army yesterday, after learning the news that the reinforcements had been wiped out, an atmosphere of despair filled the city.

Everyone knows that the Byzantine army attacking now is definitely not a small fight like before. The militiamen on the city head fearfully stood in formation with single bows in hand, while the soldiers clenched their weapons and looked at the city below.

, the solemn heavy armor array, the uniform spears and Greek-style triangular shields all demonstrate the terrifying strength of this army. This is a regular army, which is obviously not something they can handle.

"Sir Baptiste, look!" Following the gaze of his subordinates, Sir Baptiste watched a young man riding a tall horse slowly come out of the Byzantine army formation, and the heavy armored cavalry beside him

Surrounded by guards, it was obvious that he should be the commander of this army, but he was too young and even looked out of place with the Persian-style scale armor.

"Is that him..." Baptiste murmured to himself. If it were normal, he would only think of him as a young nobleman with military exploits, but now he would never think so. Such a risky and clever military operation is definitely not

What mediocre people can accomplish. There is no slightest hint of contempt in his heart at this moment——

But Sir Baptiste was slightly confused when he saw the other party's reaction. What was his intention at this time?

Justinian had no intention of launching an attack, but instead ordered the people below to bring the captured Valalian knights to the front of the battle. Many of the Karamei defenders who saw this scene immediately recognized it as Meso.

Now everyone in Horry was finally convinced that the reinforcements had really been wiped out by the Byzantines. The originally proud knight turned pale, and Valarian, who had become a prisoner, was displayed in front of the Latins like a trophy.

What frightened them even more was the huge beast slowly walking behind the army. The Byzantine soldiers on both sides stepped aside, and a huge armored elephant appeared in front of everyone, which completely defeated the Achaean army.

The last trace of courage. This is the first time many people have seen this giant beast. Just its hill-like size and dark armor cover are enough to make everyone who sees it realize the terror of this monster.

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There is such a thing, wouldn't it be possible to break open the city gate with that thing?! Baptiste thought in his heart, and now he is even more convinced that the defense of the fortress alone cannot withstand such an elite iron army.

But what makes Baptiste more concerned is why the other party did not attack the city, but deliberately displayed this in front of him? Staring at the silent young Greek commander below, Baptiste was also thinking

What should I do next?

But at this moment, Justinian, who was standing below, looked at the timid and wavering Achaean army and understood that the time had come, and finally said: "Latins in the city, listen, the person standing in front of you now is the emperor of the empire.

Justin, the new governor of Moria appointed by His Majesty Muzfius Michael

Ni, stupid Latin invaders, there are only two options before you. One is to resist and pay the price for your desecration of the empire; the other is to immediately end the dirty behavior of occupying the magpie's nest and surrender.

As a benevolent imperial master, we can let you live."

As soon as he said this, Baptiste finally determined the other party's intention. With such a formation, the other party actually wanted them to surrender, and the conditions proposed did not seem to be as harsh as imagined.

You must know that poor knights like them came to the East to show their allegiance to God just by the way. What they really wanted was to stand out, but the prerequisite was to save their lives. At this time, the Byzantines only offered to guarantee their safety as long as they surrendered, which was already a very generous promise.

, at least they can leave this place of death without paying a high ransom.

But as soon as the man showed hesitation on his face, the leader of the militia and the priests on the side fiercely objected. They did not believe the Byzantines at all.

"Don't be fooled by them, Your Excellency, have you forgotten what happened to the residents of Mysohori?" Previously, the Latin immigrants in the surrounding villages and castles had carried out harsh retaliatory actions. This was the leader of the militia.

Contrary to what the priests were worried about, nobles and even professional soldiers at least had a ransom to avoid being executed or becoming slaves. But they were different. The former immigrated here and the militia had no retreat. The latter's Catholic and Orthodox churches were already in conflict.

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However, their attitudes could not influence Sir Baptiste at all. He was more at ease with whether what the other party said was true or a trap.

He looked at the Byzantine army below and lowered his posture and said: "Your Excellency Justinian, are everything you said true? If we can really resolve the current situation peacefully, can you really guarantee our safety?

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"In the name of God, as long as you lay down your weapons, no more drop of blood will be shed!" Justinian replied calmly without any falsehood, but he knew that this alone would definitely not convince the Latins.

"If you still don't believe it, you can send a person to discuss it with me alone, but my patience is also limited. You must give me an answer before sunset!" After speaking, Justinian turned his horse's head and slowly retreated.

After entering the military formation, the Achaean army left on the city was still uneasy.

However, the Byzantine army below did not have any intention of attacking, which made these Latins feel a little more at ease. The people who looked at each other were speechless. They felt that they had almost escaped life and death. Unknowingly, cold sweat was running down their spines. They looked at

Sir Baptiste had roughly guessed what he was thinking. Even if the militia leaders and priests objected, life was the most important thing now.

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On the other side, looking at the scene that happened before, Zeodore Cephalon was even more furious, but he dared not speak out. Justinian was already the master of this army. Before, he was just a fledgling.

The Head Boy, Zeodore Cephalon

He felt that he could still fight, but now the opponent could suppress him with just a military flag. What's more important was that he was unwilling to hand over his military power before, but the Saracen in front of him asked him to give in temporarily. Only then did Zeodore Cephalon

Completely passive.

"What should we do now, Lord Musvar? Should we sit back and wait for death!" Zeodor Cephalon asked, looking at the man in front of him, his face full of anger, but Musvar in front of him remained calm, seemingly
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