"He... they really succeeded?!" In the village outside Mizkot, Fist took his few troops, looking as if he was about to run away at any time, and was nervously waiting for the news to arrive.

At this time, Fist's men in front brought him a shocking news - those Greek troops of unknown origin actually successfully blocked the aggressive Baron Boris' army.

No, to be precise, it was not a blockade, but a real annihilation. The old enemy that Fist himself was frightened by him, Baron Boris, was also killed in his hands, and the Greek army only paid insignificant casualties.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Fist would not believe it anyway, and now the living facts are in front of you. At the foot of the mountain, behind the troops walking along the mountain were captured and other spoils, and Baron Boris was brought with him, who was shot by arrows.

"They actually did..." Baron Fist murmured to himself again, still as if he was in a dream. Not long ago, he was chased by his mortal enemy like a dog. Just when Boris wanted to ravage his territory and he was helpless, a group of Roman troops of unknown origin appeared here. The young man in the head claimed to be his loyal Duke Borier and asked him for supplies. So, Baron Fist, who had been forced to go to the dead, rushed to seek medical treatment and chose to reach a deal with this group of Greeks of unknown origin, so that they could deal with Boris and his army. Afterwards, Fist regretted it because he did not believe that the Greeks could help him at all, but the result made him dumbfounded.

With just leading an army of hundreds of people, the young man named Justinian wiped out nearly a thousand elites, including Boris himself, in one fell swoop, but he was almost completely unharmed. Such a terrible combat power made Boris unable to believe that these were still the Greeks whose military equipment had long been deflated?!

At this time, the "dadada" hurried horse cry came, and Arslan, under Justinian, rode over and came over on horseback. Following him was a team of Turkic cavalry with strong troops. These warriors can be said to be the essence of the army in Justinian's hands. Although they were mercenaries, they followed Justinian to experience Molia and Macedonia's fierce battles of countless large and small, which was completely equivalent to the direct identity of the new Molia army.

Seeing that the Bulgarians came to greet him at this time, Arslan, who jumped off the horse, naturally had no good expression and said coldly: "His Excellency Fest, our Lord has fulfilled his previous promise. Your territory is safe. Now it is your turn to keep your word." After that, several soldiers behind Arslan carried Baron Boris's body forward.

Seeing the death of his enemy, Baron Fest was extremely happy at this moment. He could finally breathe anger for his previous territory being razed to the ground. Moreover, the death of the other party also means that he would leave a group of headless territory, which would undoubtedly greatly make up for the huge losses before. Because of this, he was very grateful to the army in front of him, and he also had a little more awe in his heart. It was possible that he could easily destroy a noble elite army. Such a power could be considered important in the entire Bulgaria. Although he didn't know how many Roman troops were and what their purpose was, if he was really a friend of Grand Duke Borier, it would undoubtedly be a great help, and it could help him and another Grand Duke Ivan Assen seize the throne of Bulgaria.

So Fist changed his previous skeptical attitude and said respectfully: "I am indeed careless. Please forgive me. I will send someone to prepare a banquet for you. Thank you for your generous help today."

Seeing that the other party's attitude had indeed changed, Arslan was secretly proud. As Justinian said, the little baron who had made a name for himself before was really obedient now. In this way, they finally had a place to settle down, and the other party agreed to provide food and supplies, which was a solution to the current urgent matter.

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At night in Mizcot, there was a lively scene of singing and dancing. The whole castle was drinking and celebrating their luck in the daytime escape. At the same time, this was also used by Baron Fest to entertain these foreigners who helped. If it weren't for them, I would have really become a betrayal dog today.

"Please allow me to thank you again for your kindness, Lord Justinian. And let me treat you all here with the most sincere respect. Honour St. Cyril and St. Medod!" Baron Fest picked up the wine glass. The man in his forties did not underestimate Justinian in front of him and said respectfully.

"Sacred Saint Cyril and Saint Medod!"

Seeing the other party get up to toast, Justinian and his subordinates all raised their glasses and followed the local customs. Although the Baron Fest was mediocre and incompetent, he could do his best to be a landlord. Justinian, who received the other party's hospitality, had no malice towards him. After all, the troops he had set out through the mountains between Macedonia and Bulgaria, set off from Macedonia, had long been exhausted. Now it is more important to have a place to stay. And this Baron Fest, who is loyal to Boriel Arsen and has no strength, is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate, so Justinian decided to organize an ambush in the valley before to fight that battle.

After three rounds of wine, everyone was already a little drunk, especially Arslan. As a Turkic man, he never cared about the quality of abstaining from alcohol that a *** should have. He was always a good drinker and had nothing to do. He was already drunk all the time, and he was drunk in a short while, but Justinian didn't drink a few glasses of wine. He had something to ask Fister, looking at the young man in front of him suddenly asked, "His Excellency Fister, it has only been three months since I parted with Baron Borier in Macedonia. Why has the whole of Bulgaria become like this? I think a simple civil war would not have reached such a cruel situation, right?"

Along the way, Justinian observed the surrounding areas that were in a war and found that the Bulgarian nobles fought each other even more fiercely than fighting with foreign enemies. This was a bit abnormal.
Chapter completed!