"Earl Seine, I will give you the three company teams in our army, and you will be responsible for the southwest direction. The Serbian cavalry under my Majesty will also give you to direct the movement of the Greeks in the south. Once the Greek army comes,

, Maximi's Duke's army will immediately come over to support and defeat them in one fell swoop. "

From the perspective of Alexander, he is already the master of Molia in the future, and whether it is Maximilian or Senna is his future power assistant, so he did not doubt hesitated, so that he was the eyes of Earl Seinea's eyes.

When a trace of strangeness, he didn't notice it.

Battister, I have done what you want me to do. As for what will happen next, I will not intervene in the point. As for whether the little fox’s little fox is really worth my loyalty, I use it.

Talk about it!

Earl Couner silently said in his heart that this is the gambling contract of him and his old friend Sir Battister. If Chasty can really completely defeat all the Latin troops on Molyia, then he is the same as Battist

Choose to loyal to Chastini.

And this time it is giving them a chance to gamble. Tens of thousands of elite troops are from the essence of the fourth Crusades. In addition, the nomadic cavalry from the north and the Greek local cannon fodder, Alexander's hands

Holding a huge army with nearly 30,000 people. Chastinini at best is the army that can be recruited at best. There are only a few thousand people. The gap between several times.

Is the gap between such a great power in one fell swoop?

Thinking of this, Count Seine couldn't help but feel somewhat, and couldn't help mocking himself why he had a hot mind to participate in the Crusades ...

Nympho

Nympho

Nympho

In the early morning of the next day, when the sun rose, Algos City did not have a lot of beauty in the early morning, but a dead silence.

The defenders led by Corolodsai did not sleep almost overnight. After the fierce battle, they had less than 300 people. In addition to being afraid of the enemy's night attack, their pain also made them unable to fall asleep.

It is that when the sky is bright, the enemy does not launch an offense anymore, but simply siege. From the wall of the inner city wall, the confused expression of the Latin people sold in the face of Coroland in the distance.

Mowing

The next day, the soldiers who had already done a good battle with the Latin people suddenly found that there was no desire to attack the enemy outside the city. Occasionally, there would be a small number of enemies trying to attack, but it did not seem to be in the siege city.

It was harassing. This made Algos' guards completely stunned. At first, they thought that the other party wanted to paralyze them and took the opportunity to attack, but things did not seem like that.

"Hey, it seems that the Latin people hurt him, boss!" The old John, who was sitting on the ground with a laughed, laughed. On this day, they did not have a serious battle.

The meaning of attacking the city is full. Naturally, the defenders in the city will not consume physical strength, so everyone chooses to take turns to stay, and still maintain alert while resting.

A little slackness was revealed slightly. Although it was still besieged, at least now there is no worries about life.

At this moment, only Carlo Desai was still frowning and not resting, even though he had not closed his eyes all night. On the contrary, he seemed to be thinking hard about something.

What on earth are these Latins doing?

Carlo Desai, who had a big question mark in his heart, would never believe the nonsense that they had hurt the Latins before. The loss was not worth mentioning to the huge enemy force in front of him. The outer city had been destroyed.

To break through, as long as the Latins are willing and pay some unimportant cannon fodder casualties, they can conquer this place and attack Nafplion, which has no defense.

Why did the Latins do this? Suddenly a terrible thought passed through Carlo Desai's mind, causing his body to tremble.

"Old...Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Carlo Desai's face suddenly turned so pale, the surrounding subordinates suddenly panicked, thinking that he had suffered from some serious illness, and hurriedly asked worriedly.

But Carrodese ignored the soldiers around him, and murmured to himself: "I understand, I finally understand why the Latins did not attack the city but wanted to besiege us here."

Understand? Understand what?

The soldier with a confused look on his face had no idea what was going on and just listened to the low voice of Carlo Desai.

"The Latins didn't want to completely eliminate us at all. They just used us as bait and wanted to fall into a trap when Lord Justinian and the others came to rescue us!"

Everything was connected, and when he realized that something was wrong, Carlo Desai suddenly yelled.

"You must tell Mr. Justinian that this is a trap!" Carlo Desai suddenly stood up and went straight to the robes and equipment he placed on the wall. He was about to ride a horse out of the city alone, but was stopped by the surrounding subordinates.

Stopped.

"Boss, are you crazy? There are enemies outside now. You can't break out of the siege by yourself. This is simply going to die!" John on the side said, holding on to Carlo Desai's waist with his life.

"But we can't just watch His Excellency Justinian fall into the trap set by the enemy!" Regardless of the obstruction of his subordinates, Carlo Desai still went out to deliver the message.

But at this moment, Old John, who had been blocking him, suddenly released his arm and punched Carlo Desai in the face, yelling: "You wake up! Now you can't deliver the letter even if you go out."

Arrived."

"Even if there is a glimmer of hope..."

"There's no hope at all." Old John held his forehead. He didn't expect that his boss would be so emotional that he had no sense or common sense at all. With 10,000 people in formation, he couldn't even see the edge, let alone tens of thousands of enemy troops. Let him go.

Going out means sending him to death.

"It's not that bad now." Old John stretched out his hand to pull up Carlo Desai, who was knocked to the ground by him, and said calmly: "I have said before, there is a high probability that Mystras has given up on us.

All Justinian... will your lord enter?

The Latin trap itself is a question mark. Secondly, even if it is really what you imagined, I think Lord Justinian will be fine. Since it is the little fox of Moria, besides real lions and wolves,
Chapter completed!