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Chapter 40: The End of the Night

"This road leads directly to Agrinion. Aren't we throwing ourselves into a trap?" Walking on the dark path surrounded by dense forests, Anthony escorted Hendriel. Although he temporarily got rid of the pursuers, he faced the

The uncertain future still makes me unbearable to worry.

But the look on Hendril's face was very calm when he made the decision, "It is precisely because of this that I say this is the safest choice. I think our enemies should have been chasing in the opposite direction by this time. By the time they find out

We can no longer catch up. After passing this forest, we will be safe for the time being."

"Then shall we return to Thessaly?" asked Antony.

Hendril shook his head decisively, "No, that's the most dangerous place now. I made a mistake before and trusted those people too much. Only they know our whereabouts in this operation. Someone must be secretly colluding with the rebels."

.We can't count on those people, now we can only rely on ourselves." After this incident

Hendriel's trust in the three major families has been greatly reduced. Before the other party set out to suppress the rebellion, Hendriel decided not to have anything to do with those people. The most important thing now is to secretly return to Aggrinon.

The longer the princess, mother and daughter who are hiding in the city stay there, the worse the situation will become.

"But in this case, we can't do anything but watch?" Hearing Hendril's statement, the old guard chief stopped his horse. With their current strength, if they don't rely on the strength of other nobles,

The Aggrinon rebels were completely vulnerable. Hendriel's decision made this revenge-filled man unable to accept it for a while. He held the reins tightly, and there was a faint trace of struggle on the man's angular face.

look.

Hendril also saw the thoughts of Captain Anthony, and then said: "Don't let hatred blind your eyes, Your Excellency Anthony, I believe you still remember your allegiance to His Highness Prince Theodore, and now the only hope is to do it as soon as possible

Find Your Highness Irina, only in this way can this rebellion be quelled."

"But just one girl?"

Anthony gritted his teeth.

"That's enough. It should be noted that the sword in your hand cannot behead the traitor. The ones who can really influence the current situation are the princes of Thessaly and Agrinion. Only with Tanbei, Thessarian and Larry

Sa's support,

Who can securely sit on the throne? Otherwise, the princes will respond with their battle axes, spears and crossbows. At least for now, the three major families are still loyal to the heirs of His Highness Theodore. When His Highness Irina

inherit her

Father's will is to raise the eagle flag, and the nobles on both sides of the head will definitely support the true purple. Only when the entire Thessaly cavalry stands on our side, carrying spears, can Aggrinon be able to

Recovered. Now Anthony, you want to fight the rebels alone? Why, with prayers to God? With the rabble we have now? Just not long ago, we were almost finished when faced with the pursuit of a group of enemies.

."

Hendril's words did not show any emotion at all, and everyone in the team was silent. Most of them were the most loyal subordinates of Captain Anthony, but at this time, they were all persuaded by Captain Hendril.

Already.

After a long confrontation, the expression on the face of Chief Anthony finally relaxed a little. After a long time, he said slowly: "Okay, I will go back with you, even if there is a sulfur hell ahead!" The middle-aged man changed his previous tiredness and decadence.

, his face was filled with perseverance again.







Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu... A hurried trumpet sound came from the mountains and forests opposite. The nobles who were sitting on the river bank waiting for the good news couldn't help but be stunned.

Something was obviously wrong! The soldiers who were sent to chase them were all elites under their command, but the target was only dozens of remnants. How could they sound the horn for help at this time?

Just when they were confused, they were still hesitating whether to send more people to see what was happening on the other side of the river. On both sides of the river, trumpets were blown at this time, and war drums were beating. Different from the trumpets just now, there was no sound at this time.

The sound coming from a distance was deep and deep, full of majestic power, and a dark wave of rage suddenly gathered under the night cover and attacked the nobles hiding in the dark.

"Fire the arrow!"

The Modon archers who were hiding among the branches on Justinian's order rained down arrows in unison, not sparing their own bows and arrows at all, and breathing out the breath they had suppressed for a long time.

The unprepared rebel nobles were caught off guard and were killed and wounded before they had time to dodge.

"Fight back! Fight back!"

The stern-looking nobles roared and gave orders. When exactly did someone touch them without anyone noticing? The frightened nobles were frightened. But looking around, the archers raised their longbows one after another, but they didn't know where the target was.

Holding torches in the dark woods, the rebels could only shoot blindly, but they themselves became living targets. Soon after shooting a few arrows, the crossbowmen hid behind the shields of the infantry. But this just confused the nobles.

In the rebel formation, the spears originally mounted on the shields hung down, giving the hunters in the darkness an opportunity to take advantage.

"Long live His Highness Justinian!" When arrows fell from the treetops again, the rebel noble army heard a shout. Looking for the voice, they saw a cavalry galloping forward. The leader of them was the cavalry commander Saryuu.

Si, he first led his men to dive towards the chaotic rebels.

Justinian sat quietly on his horse, motionless. The guards of Moria's new army surrounded him, but he just stood calmly on the high slope. The dense woods almost completely obscured the fighting in the forest. Justinian only

He listened quietly to the sound of war drums and fighting - this was the first time that he did not personally lead the team, and at this moment, he was familiar with all the chess games like a skilled chess player, and did not need to care about anything else.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of fighting in the woods gradually subsided as the war drums and horns faded away.

"Lord Justinian, look!"

The guard beside him said, Justinian raised his eyes and looked into the forest. A large group of cavalry appeared from behind the dense forest. Every cavalryman was seen covered in blood from head to toe, from man to horse. It is hard to imagine what they had gone through.

Fierce fighting.

The leaders returning were Phocas and Salius. The horses they were originally riding on were covered in white horse clothes, but now their whole bodies were stained dark red with blood. The armor on Salius's shoulders was almost chopped into pieces.

The fragments, the armor plates were revealed, only tied with hemp ropes, and the shield of Phocas was engraved on it.

Deep marks were drawn, and there were even a few broken spear heads, but they seemed lucky to be uninjured. However, when they got closer, Justinian found that there was a crossbow arrow stuck in Phocas's calf, and the wound was

It was so deep that it almost pinned his calf to the saddle. "You're hurt," he said.

"It's just a small matter." Phokas Papadoros replied, but his pale face could not hide his lie.

Justinian immediately sent someone to help Phocas off his horse to treat his wound, and then turned to ask Salius who was standing aside.

"How is it? Did anyone bring it?"

"Of course, bring it with you!"
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