When he returned to the room alone, Justinian did not go to rest immediately, but spread out the map he carried with him. This was a map of Bulgaria twenty years ago that Neusky gave him before leaving Molia. Although it was a while, it was only 20 years before he left Molia and believed that things could not be changed. It can be said that it was a very important help for this trip.

Looking at the rolling mountains in Bulgaria, Justinian felt his scalp tingling after just looking at it. This is why he refused the proposals of Arslan and Saleus. The emperors of Byzantines who had failed to deal with Bulgaria were mostly due to logistical problems caused by rugged terrain. Even Byzantine Emperor Nikifruz I died at the hands of the Bulgarians because of this carelessness. So Justinian had to consider the consequences of falling into the quagmire of war. After all, this huge northern threat was not completely resolved until Bashir II, but this actually relied on the incomparable amazing wealth of the empire at that time. It was almost impossible to replicate it again.

Therefore, it is not the time to take action. Even if the heroic leader of the generation, Tsar Karoyan, is still there, and Justinico doesn't want his skull to be made into a wine glass for use. This is why he has not yet "taken into troubled waters".

In addition, there is another reason why Justinian did this, that is, when he first entered Bulgaria, he found that he seemed to be monitored by someone. In the first few days, he seemed to be followed by someone from beginning to end, but he could not find clues about people. This was not good news, so Justinian decided to break the army under his command into pieces and advance in a row, minimizing the goal as much as possible, and not letting the great nobles in Bulgaria notice that a Byzantine army of unknown origin sneak in. Then he shook the other party's tracking until Mizkot met Baron Fest and found a place to rest.

Anyway, with the character of Fister, Justinian believed that the other party should have given up the idea of ​​reporting his arrival.

Therefore, since the other party is a smart person and is willing to cooperate with him, then Justinian certainly will not be full and has nothing to do when he has nothing to do. As long as the other party provides food and grass, it is enough, and the next thing is the most important thing.

Now the only thing Justinian has to do is wait, waiting for other subordinates who are still on the way to come here to meet up. As for the threat of Bulgaria, it is only a matter of time to get rid of him. He must lie dormant as an assassin to find the best time.

At present, the plan went well, but the only thing that gave him a little headache now was that the little Italian girl Antonia Doria disappeared again for some reason. She was still by her side during the day and didn't know where she went. Although Justinian had become accustomed to it, she had to care more or less.

"I hope this trip will go well, but don't have any other twists and turns." Looking out the window, the stars in the night sky were also a little dim, and Justinian murmured to himself.

At this moment, hundreds of miles north from here, located in the narrow area between the Ograri mountaineering area of ​​Mesia and the Bellacisa Mountains, the burning of night fire illuminates the night into daylight.

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"It's on fire, it's on fire!"

"Run!"

"The enemy is here to kick the battalion, stop the defense!"

"Arrowers shoot and kill the enemy, everyone picks up their weapons immediately!"

In the panic, the shouts of officers and soldiers came one after another, with different contents, but one thing was the same, that was the fear arises because of the threat.

This is a Bulgarian army loyal to Grand Duke Borier. They were stationed in this narrow mountain pass as usual. For a month, there was no conflict between the two sides. This army undoubtedly slacked off, so that they did not immediately react when they encountered a sudden attack from the enemy. Just as soon as they contacted, the guards were about to collapse, and the three deer antler camps in front were captured by the attackers. In desperation, the nobles who commanded the place had to lead the remaining subordinates to defend the last line of defense.

"Shoot the arrow!" Bulgar officer ordered at the top of his lungs!

But the archer standing on the wooden wall was a little hesitant, "But sir, there are still our people outside evacuating us, which will hurt our own people." The defense line in the front has obviously lost. More and more defeated soldiers are coming here. At this moment, we should open the door instead of shooting arrows!

As soon as the archer finished speaking, he was kicked aside by his commander. The officer scolded: "I can't care so much now. Why are you still standing there? No matter who approaches, you will shoot and kill them. Don't let anyone get close to here! Keep this camp to death!"

He no longer cared about the containment of defeated soldiers. If the enemy sneaked in, the entire camp would fall. The Palatonnaun nobles, who were red-eyed, forced their soldiers to shoot arrows and kill all the targets of their activities in sight, and the soldiers had to pick up their bows and aimed at the crowd outside.

"Swish swish--"

"Don't shoot arrows, your own people! Ah-"

"Look down!"

"Open the door quickly, please, I am my own person..."

In an instant, countless unexpected soldiers fell to the ground, wailing one after another, and many people who did not die immediately cried and begged their compatriots to come and save their lives, but sadly, none of this was helpful. No one would come to pity them, and would only ignore their deaths until the sobs outside gradually returned to silence.

On the other hand, the previous attackers did not move forward at all. They seemed to have expected this to be the case. They were eyeing the last camp here outside the range of the archers and surrounding them.

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"This is an important stronghold that Grand Duke Borier instructed. There should be several camps around. As long as there is a problem here, reinforcements will arrive soon. As long as they can withstand for a while, they will be fine." It was like grabbing a life-saving straw, the Count Simon Rudol kept muttering in his mouth, but looking at the dense torches in the dark, the light in his heart was not at all.

And just then, outside the camp, a very familiar voice of Earl Simon sounded in the darkness.
Chapter completed!