Everyone was watching how Justinian would deal with this soldier who violated the military rules. Since Justinian had issued a harsh order as soon as he entered the city and the violator was beheaded, the unlucky soldier in front of him would definitely not escape. The panic-hearted soldier looked at Justinian and his commander, so scared that he could not speak at all.

Ogli, who was standing aside, did not expect that his poor subordinates would be caught. If it weren't for that, he could protect him. Now he might not be able to protect himself. He was puzzled by the reason why the Latin militia received the news so quickly that the target chosen by the soldier was not easy to be discovered according to the plan. It must be that he was greedy for a moment that he delayed the opportunity to escape. The man who thought so in his heart did not dare to say anything at this moment, but he saw his extremely scared subordinate in front of him want to ask for help.

And just then, Justinian tilted his head slightly and asked, "Orgola, you don't want to plead for him, right?"

"When...of course not." Ogre quickly shook his head. He knew that what he was doing now would be like asking for trouble. He made up his mind to refuse to save him. Even if the other party confessed himself, Justinian could not deal with someone with his identity without evidence.

After hearing Ogre's answer, Justinian sneered slightly. "That's great, please be the executioner!" As the young man took off his originally tender mask and put it on the mask of Governor Molia, the commander of the first army, looked at the Byzantine soldiers kneeling on the ground and said, "In the name of the Roman Emperor Alexei V, I, Governor Molia and Justinian, the commander of the Fourth Company, will be sentenced to death here."

After saying that, Leo, beside Justinian, handed over the broadsword of execution to Orgre.

Looking at the sword given to him by the other party, Ogra, with a pale face, was ashamed and angry. This was simply a humiliation to him. Justinian saw through it and didn't say it out loud and knew it would be difficult to deal with him, so he simply used this method to warn him. Even though he knew that this was the best result, Ogra still found it difficult to calm his anger of being insulted, but in the end he took the broad sword handed by Captain Leo.

This is a two-handed broadsword from Alamano, which is taller than a child, and is very suitable for the brave Alamanos to charge, and in the Byzantine Empire it is also a perfect tool for execution.

Looking at the shaking sword blade, the Byzantine soldier looked desperately at his commander looking at him in gloomy. He tried to say something, but Ogre could not give him this opportunity.

The man waved his giant sword and cut off the soldier's heads neatly on the spot. Blood splattered on the ground of Ni, the red red wine, and the soil greedily sucked the surging blood. This scene happened so suddenly that everyone did not expect that Orgrey had no hesitation. The onlookers were almost splattered by blood, and their hearts trembled. The blood quickly dyed dark red under the gaze of people and penetrated into the surface.

The head flipped through the air and rolled to Justinian's feet. After the execution, Ogret threw the broad sword to the ground without saying a word, and without saying goodbye, he left.

You can only be proud of this, Faramis should have succeeded. The purpose of delaying time has been achieved. Ogre sneered in his heart and prepared to see Justinian's dilemma later, and was about to leave.

However, the sudden sound behind him suddenly shocked him.

"Ogley, do you really think I don't know what you want to do?"

Ogre, who had a slightly stiff face, turned his head and looked at Justinian's meaningful eyes, his heart trembled, but he still pretended to be calm and asked, "Of course, what do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice that Arslan was not by my side at all, and he was no longer there when he entered the city. Maybe he could just give Faramis a big surprise now." Justinian said with a playful taste, and Oglidon, who heard all this, felt as if he had fallen into an ice hole and was cold all over. He looked at the young man in front of him with an incredible expression, but could not say anything.

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On the other side, the several panicked Latin militias in front of the treasury were frightened by the sword above their heads and chopped off their heads. Faramis also wanted to kill these people as if he was watching a livestock. At that time, the food and grass in the treasury would be burned and pushed to these unlucky guys. This would also cause conflicts between Justinian and the Latin militia in Karamai, which would kill two birds with one stone.

But Faramis, who was proud, did not notice the changes around him at all.

"Swoosh--"

The roar of tearing the air, then Faramis felt a sharp pain in his arm, and a bow with a barb shot directly into his arm, tearing his muscles and bones deep into his body. The sword in Faramis's hand also fell to the ground with a bang, and several terrified Latins realized that they had escaped.

"Why don't you leave quickly and stay here and wait for death, the Franks?" said the man who shot the bow and arrow coldly. Then the Latin militia who came to his senses quickly rolled and crawled away, while Faramis and his subordinates were alert to chase him.

"Who!" Faramis roared fiercely. Such a thing at this time undoubtedly means the failure of his plan, but the key is that it would be bad if those Latins escaped. If Justinian gets the evidence, he may not be able to protect his life.

At this time, a team of Turkic cavalry appeared in front of Faramis, and the leader was their leader Arslan.

"It's you!" The worst thing happened. Faramis immediately realized that the other party's appearance was definitely not an accident. Justinian had definitely noticed their plan and set up an ambush waiting for them. The Turks riding on horses with high mobility must have come faster than him. Faramis realized that they were surrounded.

But before the last moment, how could Faramis be willing to sit and wait for death? He asked calmly: "Arslan, what do you mean? Do you want to betray the empire? I just learned that the Latins wanted to burn the treasury and came to rescue them. Did you just let those Latins go and collude with the enemy?"

Arslan also admired the other party's reaction so quickly, but this trick was useless to him. His subordinates were all Turkic cavalry who were absolutely loyal to him and Justinian's subordinates in Fort Ilofan, and would not be shaken by this simple word.

The Turkic man pulled out the scimitar on his waist and suddenly shouted: "In the name of Governor-General of Molia, Lord Justinian, declare treason and others for treason, immediately put down his weapons, otherwise they will be executed!"
Chapter completed!