"Calculate the casualties."

After the last enemy fell, Justinian, who was riding on the horse, returned the sword in his hand to Zalus.

"There are 132 people in total, and no one was killed. Except for the boy Bollyl who fell down from his horse to chase the fleeing enemy." Salius rolled his eyes. No such trauma should have happened.

After receiving such a reply, Justinian nodded with satisfaction. Relying on the preemptive action, with the advantages of martial arts and equipment, the Moria heavy cavalry was almost ruinous to deal with these Serbian light soldiers. He ordered some people to clean up the battlefield, while the other people waited outside the burning castle - the gunpowder explosion just now was not enough to destroy all the enemies inside.

But even so, the battle situation has been decided, and everyone in the subsequent finishing work has no longer had the previous nervousness.

But at this moment, Salius quietly walked to Justinian and presented him with something.

"This is?"

"Something is wrong, sir, look at this arrow." The one who handed Salius to Justinian was the arrow that they shot while they were talking in the castle.

"Is there anything wrong?" Justinian asked back as he looked at Zelius.

"Look, this is a heavy arrow, and the people who attacked us this time used Serbian light arrows or Turkic wolf-tooth arrows, but this one was different." When Salius was fighting just now, an enemy arrow shot into the gap in his arm armor, which made him discover something was wrong.

But what he strangely said was that Justinian in front of him seemed to be smiling and had a strange reaction to such a big doubt.

"so what?"

Looking at Justinian, although Zalus was a little hesitant, he still expressed his bold thought, "It's not just this arrow, it's not the right time to shoot it. Unless the person who attacked us tonight was a group of fools, they would not do such a thing to alarm the snake. If this possibility is ruled out, then the arrow we shot just now would be more like a warning than an attack."

...

"Boom--Bang--" The upper level of the castle burned by the fire finally couldn't stand it and collapsed. As the bricks and rubble were smashed down with flames, most of the Agrenion soldiers who were originally the sneak attacker city were killed or injured in the castle.

Either the sudden explosion was shattered, or the bones were broken by the falling stone wall, even the survivors could not move in the darkness, enduring the high temperature of the flames, and the wombs were burning.

"Ahem, company captain!" Several wounded soldiers who could barely move dug out the injured commander from the ruins, their faces covered with blood.

"What's going on..." Still not coming back from the shock just now, the frontier company captain muttered to himself. Almost instantly, he and his subordinates were swallowed by violent tongues of flames, as if they were in a dream. This was completely different from what His Highness Romanus had told him before.

The trembling of fear drowned out like a tide. With the support of the few subordinates around him, he staggered and barely escaped from the sea of ​​fire. However, when the surviving Corfu company soldiers retreated from the castle to prepare to meet with their companions outside, they were stunned by what happened in front of him.

The bodies of the Serbian mercenary gangs, with dead and wounded bodies, were lying on each other, and under the burning fire above the castle, it was like a sulfur hell reappearing here.

"Captain of the Company..." The soldiers who survived the disaster also trembled, confused and helpless. At this moment, the only thing they could count on was their commanders. However, they were desperate and found that the calm commanders who had been in ease.

And just when they were at a loss and knew what to do, a sound suddenly sounded from afar and reached everyone's ears, making them subconsciously shudder.

"Now everything is over. Put down your weapons. There is no need to continue like this meaningless killing."

As the words filled with boredom came, a circle of cavalry was slowly spreading on the dark wasteland. When the soldiers of the Corfu Company realized, they found that there was no way out.

"Now, you should have seen clearly who you are going to hunt tonight." Justinian immediately looked at the remaining defeated generals calmly and said.

At this time, the pale-faced border guard company captain came to his senses. In the dim fire, he finally saw the face of the young man on the saddle and the military flag behind him.

On the red military flag, a black fox with fangs and claws embroidered.

And what it means to appear here is self-evident.

"You are Governor Justinian..." The man smiled bitterly. Molia's little fox was known to everyone in Epirus for more than a year. He recovered the Peloponnese occupied by the Latins with just a remnant army, and even became famous in Thessalonika in the battle of Thessalonika. He killed the Roman enemy Bonifas Memphira, which made the Latines in Macedonia invincible. Speaking of which, he and Prince Theodor jointly seized it. It was not unfair to lose at all. But he was unwilling to accept that he and his brothers were completely used as a knife to end up like this.

"Sir Justinian, since things have reached this point, there is nothing to say. I am willing to bear all the consequences. I will deal with them at your disposal. I just hope you can let go of my other brothers." The man staggered to the center of the clearing between the two sides, looking at Justinian and said.

But Justinian did not mean to kill the man in front of him, but said slowly: "Do you have nothing else to say except these? For example, the person behind you, I think you should have no idea about it at all, right?"

The man shook his head, "I am a child of Argontopura, a generational troop, and has his own honor. I hope you can understand, Lord Justinian."

"Boss!"

"Don't say it again!" As an honor passed down during the reign of Emperor Ariksai I, men were unwilling to desecrate it.

The soldiers on the side showed an anxious look. Now it seemed that their commander was going to take over the whole thing alone. And these soldiers who had been following him for a long time naturally did not want to see such a thing happen, but helplessly, the man's firm gaze had already shown that he had made up his mind.

But at this moment, what everyone unexpected was that Justinian interrupted the dispute between the two sides and said, "Do you think I don't know who the person behind you are if you don't say it? Since that person sent you a person who has no support like you, it is obvious that he wants to use you as a scapegoat after everything is over. Even so, you will not be able to work for him in vain? It's so stupid!"

Justinian continued to sarcastically without giving the other party any affection:

"You think this is so-called honor, absurd! It's just a coward's behavior. Even if you die now, the humiliation your family and your army cannot be washed away by your blood. Not to mention that after this, even if I let your subordinates go, some people will not let them go. Is this really what you want to see? Is it really worth it to die as unknown as these Serbs for the so-called internal struggle? It seems that Grandpa Topra is really completely corrupt. You have no awareness of protecting this country at all. Not only are you afraid of public fighting, but even willing to be a pawn of internal fighting."

"Enough." The man with a look of pain on his face shouted.

Such sarcastic words were so harsh that even Salius on the side felt very harsh, not to mention the dignified border guard officer in front of him. As the essence of the empire, after the corruption of the Central Army, they were the last line to protect the country. It can be said that every border guard has a sense of mission. Even in the late Angeles dynasty and warlordization, they still have the awareness and honor to devote themselves to the country. But now everything has been peeled off by Justinian's mockery in front of him - they have long become other private soldiers, like property, seeking and even forgetting the purple glory...

Seeing that the other party finally felt ashamed, Justinian also took the opportunity to give the other party a final blow to the psychological defense line. "Now the ones in front of you have two choices - either leave here and continue to be the pawns of the carnivore guarding the house, or join me in taking back the city of Athens and perform your duties."

The clear voice was deafening and echoed in the desolate fields. Under the dark night sky, the castle swallowed by flames stood between heaven and earth, like a tower of heaven made of burnt red bricks. The bright flames can be seen even in the city of Athens several miles apart.
Chapter completed!