"This...but this is the only way to Sophia. If you sit idly by the Fort Vlacha, then they will have no way out!" After a while, Alexander left behind quickly said, he did not think that the Magyars would really do such a move as Justinian said. Because the most taboo thing about marching and fighting is that the retreat path is cut off, and that you will fall into a dangerous situation of attacking front and back at any time. Especially a nomadic army, what you are most afraid of is that your retreat path is threatened to be cut off.

But Alexander's judgment made Justinian laugh at this moment. He shook his head and pointed to the area south of Frachaburg on the map and said slowly: "The way out? Is this necessary for them? To go south, which fortress city do you think there is still a fortress city that can resist the Magyars' way? For them, the front is not only not an obstacle, but a granary that is within easy reach, and even a treasury without door locks. They just need to cross here to have inexhaustible supplies. At that time, I think that the vast southern regions with empty garages will easily fall into their opponents. You should know what that means, Lord Alexander."

On the surface, indeed, Vlachaburg is the gateway to the northwest of Bulgaria, but it is not a real key to guard the throat. As long as the enemy is willing, he can sit idly and go straight in. And this point, Alexander Orki, who has been guarding here for many years, would never be ignorant. However, when formulating the plan for this blocking battle, the man gave a completely opposite plan to Justinian.

In Justinian's eyes, this was definitely not caused by a simple omission, but I'm afraid that the garrison of Frachaburg had other intentions in his heart.

"Now, if I explain this to you, I think you will not have any objections anymore, right?"

He said calmly and calmly, and at this moment, Justinian's blue eyes staring at Alexander Orki, making the Bulgar man feel scared, as if he had not kept any secret in front of this young man's eyes, and could not hide anything.

The trembling trembling completely from the fear in his heart finally crushed the direction of Alexander's heart. The man who suppressed the fluctuations in his heart reluctantly nodded and said, "No...no problem, Lord Justinian... I will do everything according to your instructions."

Without saying anything else, Justinian nodded calmly and said, "In the end, I will be a little tired. Let the rest be left to you." Seeing that there was no other objection, Justinian calmly announced the order of combat.

At this moment, the Bulgar man, who was already sweating profusely on his back and was uneasy in his heart, felt relieved and said, "Yes, sir. All this is left to me." After saluting Justinian, he finally left here as if walking on thin ice in the eyes of Justinian and others.

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Looking at Alexander Orky's back, Arslan suddenly asked, "Sir Justinian, you have actually discovered that the person has always been in his heart. Are you really relieved to change his mind like this?"

Like Justinian, they had already seen at the combat meeting that as the garrison leader, they were not even abnormal in their most basic common sense. The only explanation was that he had already made up his mind to vote for a new master. According to Justinian's temper, such a person should have been unable to withstand it, but to Arslan and Saleus' surprise, the adult in front of them, who had always been decisive in the end, actually just warned him to let him leave.

This really puzzled Arslan and Saleus, and he heard Saleus say at this time: "Yes, Lord Justinian, isn't it a bit risky now?"

However, Justinian waved his hand and said, "Although he is indeed changing his power at both ends of the rat, it will not cause such an exaggerated harm as you said. At best, it is just a small person who cannot control his destiny. I deposed his superiors and warned him before. After all, he is useful. Vlachaburg's manpower mobilization must rely on him, but the key to all this is to see whether we can deal with the invasion of the Magyars. Otherwise, even how loyal Alexander Orky is, he will definitely stab the back without hesitation at the most critical moment."

"Then...then..." After hearing Justinian say this, Arslan and Saleus also changed color, but when they were about to persuade Justinian to take back his life, they were interrupted by the lazy voice.

"Don't worry, the reason I did this is naturally because I have this chance of winning - and that man is indeed the most suitable person at the moment. And all we have to do is to win the final victory. I have confidence in this, what about you?" The eyes flashed with an extremely confident light. Although the enemy was already under heavy troops at this moment and they seemed to be in isolation and missed, Justinian's every move was filled with infinite power, as if he had swept away the haze in the hearts of Arslan and Saleus in an instant.

Seeing their adults, he looked confident at this moment. The Turks and Romans smiled at each other. The original confusion and doubt disappeared. They looked at Justinian and nodded firmly. They heard the two of them say at the same time: "As long as you have confidence, we will definitely follow you to the death until we win the victory and give it to you, and we will never stop!"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they each got punched Justinian in their heads. The angry young man said with a angrily and amused:

"If you say trash words, don't have to die. I will naturally take you back this victory that should belong to us. Now your two lives are still there, because after the matter here is over, we will have to calculate this old account with some people."

Justinian's voice was like a fire in the cold night, dispelling the coldness of looking at death, making Arslan and Saleus, who had already made up their minds to fight bloody, feel a hint of warmth. However, they also noticed the indescribable will in this sentence, as firm as they were, no matter who it was, they didn't know why, but one thing was certain was that Moria's little fox had always been revenge.

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Chapter completed!