"There are assassins! Guard, call the guard!"

"Protect Lord Ivanke!"

Discovering these uninvited guests who had sneaked in, the Bulgarians at the banquet were in a panic and fled towards the exit of the hall to escape, because when they saw the extremely conspicuous red bow held by the other party, they immediately recognized the identities of the assassins.

At this time, the guards who heard the sound of the sound outside the door rushed in to protect him, but as soon as they came in, they were angry arrows shot from the assassins on the dome, and several people were shot to the ground immediately. The sharp wolf-toothed arrow with barbs pierced into the body, even if they did not stab the vital point, it would be enough to make the person who was shot to death. As for pulling out the arrow, it would be even more impossible, unless the man was willing to pull a piece of meat off his body.

This scene suddenly made Ivanko Gilles, who was surrounded and protected, scream in anger: "You dare to do this by Vadarita..."

He recognized at a glance that the attackers were the Vadarita people living around Vrachaburg. He really did not expect that these disobedient unruly people would be so blatant this time that they dared to sneak into the castle directly.

However, these Vadarita nomads turned a deaf ear to Ivanko's intimidation, and shouted sternly while picking their bows and arrows:

"Ivanke, don't want to escape again this time. Hand over our leader quickly. Otherwise, no matter what we say today, we must fight you to death!"

As he said that, the Vadarita people jumped off the eaves of the dome, pulled out the scimitar from their waists and rushed forward, looking desperate and not afraid of the Bulgarian guards who were several times more than they were in front of them.

Obviously, these people came from the beginning with a desire to die, and even had no intention of hiding their identities, just for the garrison officer of Vrachaburg.

"kill!"

These nomadic warriors rushed forward. They were all elites selected from the tribe. They had no problems with loyalty or bravery. Even when facing the numerous guards, these Vadarita were not afraid at all. Moreover, compared with the broad swords that were swinging in the hands of the Bulgarians, the scimitars in their hands seemed more flexible and light, and they seemed more elusive when they used them. The Bulgarian guards often lost their lives without seeing the other's way clearly if they were not careful.

"Go closer, form a shield wall, and surround them!"

As soon as he was close to his body, the flexible blade of the Vadarita easily cut the throat of the Bulgarian guards, and blood splattered on the spot, which made the Bulgars feel heartbroken. However, these veterans guarding the border were not just a bag of wine. The officers in charge made the correct response immediately, ordering their subordinates to form a shield wall, trying to use their number advantage to "crush" these ignorant Vadarita people.

In fact, this is indeed the most effective countermeasure. When the Bulgarian guards who were fighting each other moved closer together, relying on their excellent armor and equipment and numbers, the bravery that the Vadaritas were proud of could not play any role. They were soon surrounded by the enemy who rushed up. The long-haired guards who were transferred here held a shield and set up the spear in their hands to cooperate with the others to press forward step by step. The encirclement that originally trapped the Vadaritas was getting smaller and smaller as they contracted.

Now, the situation faced by the Vadaritai people, who had a slight advantage, suddenly took a sharp turn for the moment. The flexible and light scimitar in their hands had no effect on facing the spear and shield wall due to their disadvantages in length and armor-breaking ability.

At this moment, the Vadarita, who were at a disadvantage, had to lean on each other's companions. Although they knew that even this could not be reversed, they still regarded death as if they were home. Because they always remember what the old leader of the tribe said to them when they were captured by the Bulgarians.

"Never surrender, fight to the end!"

He shouted loudly in a hoarse voice. The Vadarita people who were already in desperate situation ignored the words of persuasion from the other side and held up the scimitar in their hands to fight to the end.

In response to this, Ivanko Gilles, who was still in shock because of this sudden attack, came to his senses. Looking at the ignorant Vadaritae people in front of him, he suddenly became brave and forgot what Justinian said to him before, and ordered his subordinates to say:

"What are you still standing there? You are shooting me to death, and no one left, and hang their bodies outside the city, warning those Vadaritae people if they dare to act rashly again, they will not die!"

Because of his anger, the fat on Ivanke's face was shaking with ripples. His eyes were full of murderous intent when he was patient with the Vadaritae people's disrespect for him.

At this moment, when the order was received, the Bulgarian guards responded. The encirclement originally composed of shield walls contracted again at this moment, and the spears raised were closer to the Vadarita Warrior.

Seeing them sprinkled blood on the spot, Ivanke, who was the chief of the garrison, gave his final order. At this moment, a young and loud voice suddenly echoed above the already empty noble hall.

"Stop it for me who asked you to do this!"

Although he was not very mature and seemed very strange to the guards, there was some reason why the young voice was filled with a force that was indescribable but dared not disobey, which made the Bulgar guards who were already ready to massacre the Vadaritas who were in desperate situations subconsciously stopped shrinking and encircling.

Who is it?! At this moment, Ivanke couldn't help but be shocked and looked in the sound of anger. He was clearly the entire Vrachaburg at this moment, and who dared to question his orders. Just as the Bulgar man was about to scold him, he suddenly saw that his adjutant Alexander, and a young man appeared in front of the noble hall. The young man was no one else, but Justinian, who had already said that he would not attend the banquet.
Chapter completed!