Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 52 Shots

"Fucker, he is not lying to you. You don't really think that someone like Connoutine will let you go, do you?" A lazy voice behind Earl Burtoni suddenly sounded a contemptuous sneer, but it fell into the ears of Burtoni and Ivan Assen, both of them were shocked at the same time.

Who appeared at this time! They didn't notice it at all, and the two looked in the sound at the same time. When they looked closely at the person who appeared behind them, they also showed a look of horror.

“Justinian…?!”

The visitors were naturally very familiar to them. At the city of Thessalonika, Justinian's outstanding performance made countless Bulgarian nobles know this young man. Now that he walked out of the woods, both Ivan Assen and Earl Brnoni had a sudden slap in his heart.

Everyone can see that the moment, the arrival of Justinian in front of you is not good.

For a moment, Ivan Arsen and Brnoni subconsciously took two steps back and stared at Justinian tightly, but the corner of their eyes locked everything around them. They would not simply think that this young Greek man would appear here alone. Maybe the ambush here had been set up by Justinian.

But Justinian didn't seem to care about the nervous appearances of the two people in front of him, but greeted Ivan Assen lightly and said, "We're meeting again now, Your Highness Ivan, long time no see you."

"It's indeed a long time no see, but I think you should tell me more than these boring things when you chase me here!" Ivan Assen replied in a deep voice, and at this moment, the young grand duke was always on guard against Justinian as if he was facing a great enemy.

But to outsiders, this scene is like an old friend's reminiscence, without any tension.

But just when this subtle atmosphere was stalemate, the impatient voice of Burtony next to him suddenly rang out.

"I remember, you are the Earl of Connontin, and I will take Ivan Assen back with you and explain to His Highness Borier. We are not too late to be discovered yet."

The count's noisy words were immediately interrupted by Justinian without hesitation.

"You may not have understood what I said to you before, right? No matter whether you brought him back or not, Connontin will not let you go - after the end of this civil war, in order to appease the nobles in the north, he will definitely not choose to kill. But in order to calm the resentment of other Paladunnaong nobles before, there must be a scapegoat. Then, as the earl of Burgas, you are naturally the best candidate."

"Shut up, you... what are you talking nonsense?" The shocked and angry Earl Burtoni shouted, but although he was like this, his voice trembled a little. Obviously Justinian's words were not false. After working with him for so many years, Earl Connortin's personality, Burtoni, had made up for it clearly. That man could do such a thing.

However, at this moment, Burtonystein could not accept this reality. He thought Ivan Asen would eventually win the war, but fate played a big joke with him. He bet on the wrong side - but he still had fantasies that he could lose his merits and sins as long as he caught Ivan Asen, he could avoid liquidation and save his territory that he had for generations.

Therefore, Justinian's words undoubtedly touched his reverse scale. Amid the roar of the count, the guards behind him also pulled out the long sword hanging around his waist.

"Get out of my sight, Greeks! It's not your turn to point fingers for us Bulgars."

Looking at the threatening words on the other side, Justinian turned a deaf ear to the Bulgar soldiers who were eyeing each other, but he turned a blind eye to the covetous Bulgar soldiers in front of him, but he shook his head helplessly and replied: "Sure enough, talking to a stupid person is the most distressing thing. Since it has reached this point, I think it's better to change to a simpler and more effective method now!"

Simple and effective method?!

After hearing Justinian say this, Burtoni and Ivan Assen, who was controlled by the side, both showed surprise expressions at the same time. They didn't react to the meaning of what the other party said, but soon when they flashed through their minds, the two of them also felt a little shocked in their hearts at the same time, and their faces changed instantly.

not good?!

When Burtoni came to his senses and understood what Justinian meant just now, it was too late. Because Justinian's words were a signal of taking action, and Arslan, who had completed the final siege, had also heard the news and moved at this moment.

"Swoosh swish swish--"

"ah--"

The sound of cutting the air at a rapid speed was enough to scream. The guards who followed Count Burtoni fell from the horse, and each fell rider had a bow and arrow inserted into the vital point of death. At this time, the Bulgar man had just woken up from his anger just now, and fell into the fear of darkness. He was too stupid. The young man who seemed to be insignificant in front of him was actually one of the few powers in the Roman Empire, and his appearance often covered up the terror of his scheming. He shouldn't have made such a mistake. Since this little fox dared to go here alone, he could be sure that he had come prepared.

But now it was too late. Burtoni even wanted his subordinates to immediately pounce on him and capture Justinian as a threat, but found that at the beginning, the sharp bow and arrow directly took the life of the most trusted guard around him.

Fighting, no, can not even be considered a battle, it is a one-sided massacre. Turkic warriors who had already occupied the favorable terrain shot away the deadly rain of arrows, and anyone who dared to act rashly was executed directly. In a short while, the ground was already full of corpses, and the remaining Bulgar servants did not dare to act rashly immediately, and no one dared to come down from the horse.

The fact is so cruel. Even if a person is loyal, facing a critical moment of life and death, no one around Burtonystein dares to act rashly.

At this moment, the Bulgar man also did not dare to make any other moves, so he could only stare at Justinian in humiliation and gritted his teeth:

"What exactly do you want to do? Isn't our purpose all to catch Ivan Asen and go back to work?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next