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Chapter 75 Prelude

"In fact, it seems a bit difficult to block the retreat of Thessalonika on the sea, but unfortunately it is easy for me. And when there is no retreat of the retreat of the sea, even the strong fortress will create cracks from the inside. So thank me, stupid fox. Are you still complaining about me coming with you now?" Antonia, who was full of confidence, said with a smile, which made Justinian and Arslan on the side stunned.

"Do you really have a way?" Justinian and Arslan asked almost in unison at the cunning girl in front of them.

And in front of them, the expression on Antonia Doria's face did not seem to be fake at all.

But this made Justinian even more confused. She had said before that the fleet under her command was far away from the ocean, so if she wanted to cut off the final retreat of Thessalonika defenders, the sea would be the only way to block the bay.

Justinian thought of this and then had a flash of inspiration in his head. He suddenly understood what Antonia had just said to him. Looking at Antonia Doria who was smiling at him, he saw Justinian's lips slightly touching and smiling reluctantly, "You don't plan to be like that, right?"

"Otherwise, Governor, can you think of a better solution now?"

Looking at those sly eyes and a look of self-sufficiency, Justinian, who came to this world, has never felt as crying as he is today. It seems that Antonia might have fallen in love with something in his hand as he was at Molia, but she could not refuse at this moment. After all, if it was really not for the help of the Genoese girl in front of her, the deadlock in Thessalonika would be really impossible to resolve.

"You...win."

"Then let it go, Justinian!"

After a brief few words, Justinian and Antonia finally reached a compromise. Although they were a little unwilling to give in, compared to it, it is still the most important thing to quickly recover Thessalonika.

Arslan, who was completely unable to understand the mystery between Justinian and Antonia, was confused and looked at the two of them completely unaware of what they were discussing. Maybe this is the dialogue between smart people. You can make everything clear without showing off. In a sense, these two people are really similar. But since it seems that they have a clue about siege, it seems that they don’t need to continue to worry about it.

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In the spring of 106, on the third day of the siege of Thessalonika, despite the extremely fierce attacks of the previous enemy, the Latin defenders in the city successfully relied on the solid wall defense to repel the first large-scale offensive of the Greek Bulgarian coalition. Even though the wall was damaged, they finally succeeded in forcing the enemy to retreat, leaving behind countless bodies and giving up the strong attack.

This undoubtedly greatly encouraged the morale of the Latin people in Thessalonika. They hung the armor of the Greek soldiers and Bulgarian soldiers on the top of the city as their flaunts, trying their best to humiliate the coalition forces that still surrounded the city and stimulated their nerves.

Almost everyone thought they could win, and their fighting spirit was full of confidence. At this moment, their fighting spirit was completely beyond the time when they learned that the Bulgarian army had come. But seeing the soldiers and soldiers so confidently, the Marquis Denniste, who was commanding the defense, was frowning. Because until now, good news was still not heard from the sea. The Venetians and Romania in Constantinople were obviously waiting and watching for a long time and reluctant to rescue Thessalonika. Only he and Bonifas knew the news, because they knew that once it was leaked, the whole city would fall into severe turmoil and uneasiness, which gave the Greeks and Bulgarians an opportunity to take advantage of.

But the most uneasy thing for him is not this, but the movements of the enemy at the city all day today have no intention of attack. The coalition forces that built the city camps on the spot have never sounded the horn of attack, which made the originally nervous Latin army wait for the morning for a while, but finally caused a false alarm. This made the defenders of Thessalonika even more contemptuous towards the Greeks and the Bulgarian coalition, but Marquis Denister fell deeply uneasy. He always felt that something was wrong, so he stared at the wild fox battle flag in the opposite army formation, believing that the man - Justinian, was definitely planning something in secret, but he had no idea now.

In desperation, Dennister could only force the whole army to remain vigilant and be prepared for a possible sudden attack at any time. It lasted like a tight bowstring for a whole day until the evening came. Under the setting sun, the besieged Bulgarian Greek coalition still surrounded without any action and waited dryly without attacking, which also made the Latin defenders even more annoyed.

"Really, what exactly is it for!"

"Just let us wait, these cowardly Greeks. As expected, they were all defeated men. After only one day, they didn't dare to come!"

"That's right, it makes us nervous. Hey, cowards below, if you are scared, get out quickly! Hahaha!"

On the top of the city, the defenders of Thessalonika were joking loudly, mocking and ridiculing the coalition forces that ridiculed the Greeks and Bulgars with insulting words, without caring about whether they would infuriate their enemies.

On the other hand, the Bulgarian nobles who witnessed and heard this scene were already so angry that they were about to explode. How could they have encountered such humiliation? Not long ago, they killed the Latins so hard that they were thrown away their armor. But now they have to look at the abominable faces of these guys, which really makes them unable to swallow their breath. As for the officers of the lower army, they naturally asked for battle and asked to give the defenders in Thessalonika with their colors. However, all of this was rejected by Karoyan, who was the Tsar, without any explanation or explanation. The helpless angry crowd could only hold back the tsar's tent and leave the Tsar's tent with anger.
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