"Give me the order and prepare for war in five days, but before that, no one is allowed to act rashly. Anyone who disobeys my order will be severely punished!" Ivan Asen issued his order with a very solemn look and tone.

And this also made other Bulgar nobles who were eager to try look slightly stunned——

The war starts in five days?! Why does it take so long? In the eyes of most people, the Magyar's southward movement has threatened the rear of the Southern Army at this time, especially since the Magyar cavalry only needs to capture Fracha.

Directly threatening Sofia, at this moment they only need to attack from the front and back to completely end this civil war. But at this moment, the Grand Duke Ivan in front of them ordered them to delay the attack. Although

Five days is nothing, but it still makes the Selmium nobles who are eager to fight very puzzled and dissatisfied. However, no one dares to express their opinions, even though the Archduke in front of them, their supporter is just a child.

, but they did not dare to have any contempt for him. Everyone was convinced from the bottom of their hearts that Ivan Asen would definitely become a wiser czar than his uncle and lead the Kingdom of Bulgaria on a more prosperous and glorious road.

As for Ivan, who was still frowning at this time, he certainly knew how dissatisfied and doubtful the nobles below were about his decision, but he had no intention of explaining it now. The reason for all this was naturally due to the uncertain information he had received before.

The fear that aroused in his heart was the fear of the Greek young man Justinian who was similar to himself.

Ever since the two met on the outskirts of Adrianople, Ivan Asen had developed an inexplicable hostility towards him. In contrast, he also felt that the other person was wary and hostile towards him.

It seemed like a tacit understanding. Subconsciously, Justinian and he regarded each other as potential enemies - and now, as expected, they actually met each other. Justinian, who rushed here from Macedonia,

Naturally, there is only one purpose, which is to help his incompetent cousin fight for the position of Tsar of Bulgaria.

Humph, it seems that I was really careless back then!

Muttering to himself in his heart, Ivan Asen had to feel a sense of regret at this moment. He really shouldn't have taken him to see his uncle, Tsar Kaloyan, but who could have imagined that a man from Constantinople

The boy who left Dinburg like a lost dog has now become the possessor of a force that cannot be ignored in determining the outcome of a war!

And what puzzled him even more was that outside Thessaloniki, on the night when Tsar Kaloyan was assassinated, he clearly believed that Justinian was in the Tsar's tent, but he disappeared as if evaporated and finally appeared in

Entering the military camp of Earl Connotin, this still makes him feel incredible, and his fear of Justinian has deepened.

Therefore, Ivan Asen will never act rashly until the last moment without complete assurance. He is convinced that the reason why Justinian has not appeared at this time is just because he is still secretly waiting for the opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

Therefore he must be prepared.

Count Connotin, who was behind Boril Assen, was already a big enemy in his eyes, and if Justinian was added to the mix, the outcome would not be that simple.

Fortunately, the one he sent to lead the Magyar mercenaries this time was his crony, John Asen, who was also his own clan brother. As long as he could lead the Magyars across the Danube and attack Sofia, threatening the rear of the Palatinavon nobles.

, then the final winner of this civil war will definitely be him. Even if Justinian wants to make some waves, he will be unable to do anything. Ivan Asen, who has such confidence, believes so confidently.

But at this moment, what Grand Duke Ivan didn't know was that his arrangement had not escaped the eyes of his old rival, Count Connotin. His intentions were already clear to the Southern Noble Army.

, and such a small oversight will become the bane of his ultimate failure in the future.

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"Drive! Drive!"

The rapid sound of horse hooves was heard, and small groups of light cavalry dispersed and galloped in the sheltered forest. Although the road was a little rough, it was like walking on smooth ground in the eyes of these excellent Turkic riders.

Naturally, this group of people agreed to Justinian's entrustment by Count Connotin. He led a Turkic elite of less than 300 people to ride all the way west to Fort Vlaca, an important town in northwest Bulgaria, and there will be Mazar heading south.

The only way for our people to pass is the best place to stop them.

But originally the best plan would have been to assemble the entire new army of Moria to rely on the favorable terrain to resist the invasion of the Magyars. However, due to time constraints, Justinian could only go there with a small number of Turkic warriors.

This made Arslan who was following him somewhat incomprehensible. He couldn't help but asked immediately: "Master Justinian, if you follow what the Bulgars said, the number of Magyars who crossed the Danube this time is almost 6,000."

~10000, just for us

Can a few people really hold it?" Along the way, they were halfway through the journey, but wherever they passed, they found that a large number of troops had been mobilized due to the civil war, and the defense force in the northwest was extremely weak. They wanted to rely on them to resist the powerful Magyar.

People are just too unrealistic.

At this moment, Justinian said: "As long as we can get the assistance of the Vadaritai Legion, then all this will be a problem."

"But Lord Justinian, do you really believe what those Bulgars said?" Although Arslan had heard of the reputation of the Vadaritai Legion, he was dubious about the Bulgars' words.

But Justinian did not hesitate at all, shook his head and said: "With the character of Earl Connotin, it is impossible for him to joke about his own life and the outcome of a civil war. Since he will be about the war,

Tell me the secret of the Daritai Legion, which means that the Magyars have become their henchmen when they go south.

He had to choose to ask me for help. If he still wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife at this time, then a person like him is not worthy of confronting Ivan Asen until now - so I think even if the Bulgars have some selfish motives, but

This is the only thing that will never go wrong."

Justinian, who was convinced, still had a map of Bulgaria from 20 years ago in his hand at this moment, and the place marked on it, Fort Fracha, did have a grassland that was very suitable for the life of nomadic tribes. Based on this alone, Count Connotin
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