"Master Justinian, please wait a moment, Master Justinian!" Aarslan finally called Justinian. When he learned from the prisoners that the conspiracy brewed in Tripolis, Justinian immediately put down his troops and led more than 200 Turkic light cavalry to come back quickly. The large army, mainly infantry, had already been far behind, and it would be a while before they could come here. I am afraid that everything would be too late to wait for them. Now they are finally getting closer to their destination, but everyone has not closed their eyes for almost a day and a night. Everyone is exhausted. Even though the Turkic cavalry is a brave warrior, they are simply sheep entering the tiger's mouth because they are now trapped in the rebels of Tripolis.

Justinian, who had been silent all the way, was deeply guilty at this time. He was too careless and actually fell into Leosgros's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. At that time, he should have been cruel and ruthless to deal with the man once and for all. Now he was concerned, and for a moment he just wanted to rush back as soon as possible. Fortunately, the calm Arslan stopped him in time and then calmed down.

"I know you are worried about the safety of Grand Duke Anastasius and Princess Odosia, but I believe that Neuski and Leo will not let the enemy succeed so easily. Although this is a bit inappropriate, now we are just a little bit more than a long-term plan to solve the dilemma." Arslan advised seriously, and finally asked Justinian to order the marching temporarily. If he continues, he may be likely to be discovered by the scouts scattered around Tripolis before he arrived and fell into danger.

"But... what can I do now?" Justinian said with a sad feeling that he had never had such a dilemma. Even though Alexa III had seen through the sinisterness, he certainly knew that what Arslan said made sense, but now he was extremely worried about the safety of the people in Tripolis. Even if Neuski was there, he had no confidence in this. But as Arslan said, the Turkic cavalry under his command could not do anything at all.

And at this moment, Arslan expressed his thoughts, "If possible, Lord Justinian, I can go to Andravida alone and mobilize the troops there to return to help to quell the rebellion."

"Andra Vida, that is where the private army of Anastasius was stationed..." Justinian then remembered that with the collapse of the Achaia vassal state, except for several important places around Corinth, other cities occupied by the Latins surrendered, and the private army of Anastasius rushed there to be surrendered. This is why the empty guards of Tripolis gave Leosgros an opportunity to take advantage of it after he left. If this new force could be transferred, it would be at least more reliable than the new army slowly marching here in the south. More importantly, there was an elite iron-armored heavy cavalry there enough to defeat a group of mobs that the Morian nobles gathered.

"Yes, as the heir to the old duke, I believe they will not fail to obey your orders," said Arslan.

After hearing this, Justinian had to nodded and said, "It's time now, there is no better solution, so that's all!" But even so, the young man's brows were locked without relaxing at all. Although he had no doubt about Anastasius's private army combat effectiveness, what he was more worried about now was time. He could not guess what the situation in Tripolis is now, so he could only pray silently.

"Hold my seal, I'll give you everything, Arslan!" He threw the Governor's seal, which symbolized his identity, to the Turkic man in front of him, and fought side by side again and again. Justinian had already fully believed that the other party could be a companion to trust his life and death.

"Please believe me, Lord Justinian, but please promise me that I must not take any risky actions before I bring back the reinforcements." Although Arslan knew Justinian's character well after so long, he was still worried that he would care and act emotionally.

After a moment of silence, under Arslan's earnest gaze, Justinian finally nodded and said, "I promise you that I will not act rashly until you come back."

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Under the night in Tripolis, the rebels who temporarily stopped attacking were finally able to let the defenders in the monastery breathe temporarily. The daytime attack almost exhausted them physically and mentally, but everyone knew that it was far from over. The huge casualties made the atmosphere of despair everywhere. Even though they believed that they were loyal to Justinian, no one now did not think that they could persevere until the governor rushed back here.

As Leosgros said, his goal has been achieved. Although the effect of the previous strong attack seemed to be unprofitable, he successfully implanted the fear of despair into the monastery defenders. Neuski's forced order to defend the defense line before also caused dissatisfaction, which once made the atmosphere very tense. After all, no matter how strong the fortress was, it could not withstand the collapse of its own internal structure. Invisibly, the estrangement among the defenders had begun to spread.

"It's not a solution to continue like this. We can't hold on for long. It's only a matter of time before we are defeated. Can you really die here with Justinian's people?"

"But what can we do? In this situation, there is no choice but to prosper and lose. Who asked our Earl Miss to press the treasure on Lord Justinian?"

"Hmph, after all, she is just a yellow-haired girl, she knows nothing at all. She offended the entire Moria for justinian, so that we didn't even have a place to stand. Otherwise, how could we face such a dilemma now?"

"It seems that everyone is the same as I think. But you guys, instead of complaining, I think it's better to do something to remedy it now."

"Remedy? Your words seem to mean something else! You know that this is the decision made by Miss Alexia!"

"It is precisely because of this that we should correct her faults faster, right?"
Chapter completed!