"Retreat, keep up!" The old man, who was a little angry, had no original calmness at all, and immediately moved outside the Demobiles Pass with his men. He was afraid that the noise of burning the body had just attracted Justinian's attention. Although the entire South Peloponnese was sacked by the Normans, the consequences would be disastrous if it was discovered at this time. Since Demobiles could become the cemetery of the Venetians, it could also be their burial place.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment. The crowd immediately followed the old man in black robe and hurried through the narrow mountain pass passage, carefully watching whether there would be anyone on the cliff above his head ambush like they did before.

"Be careful, don't be careless!"

"Snap the pace! Don't be slow!"

The nervous Moria urged the march while being frightened. The short passage leading out of the valley seemed extremely long in them.

Finally, when the moment they stepped out of the entrance of the valley, the old man in a cloak and the Moria people behind him safely left the Demobil Valley, and then they were relieved and relieved. Although they had not encountered the possible attacks they had expected, they were physically and mentally exhausted at this moment.

"Hu...Huhu, fortunately, I can finally leave here safely. It seems that Justinian didn't notice us." Realizing his stupid behavior before, Captain Seriggs's heart could finally put down a stone in his heart.

The old man in a black cloak snorted coldly after hearing this. If it weren't for this bad thing, why would he be so embarrassed? However, even though Justinian didn't notice chasing him, they still had to leave quickly and save trouble again.

It should be that everything is going smoothly now for Lord Leo! Calculating the time from here to Tripolis, Justinian waited until he knew that someone had stabbed him in the back.

"Don't waste time, leave quickly!" The old man gave orders in a hoarse voice, and said with a stern expression. He did not dare to disobey his orders. These Morians also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so they quickly gathered together - they had to pass through the last woods in front of them when they left here.

At this moment, after experiencing the fearful suppression in the mountain pass, these Molia's rebels were completely relieved to make sure that Justinian had not chased him, and without any warning, they entered the dark forest path.

It can be said that the big reason why the Demobil Valley was forgotten by the people around it was because this lush forest completely obscured the passage of the mountain pass, and there was no light inside. You had to raise a torch to pass. Following the fire, the crowd just wanted to leave as far as possible as possible, and they didn't know that in the dark, they had been peeping and waiting for a long time...

The rebels who were completely relaxed and were only caring about the way under their feet. Before they knew it, they had stepped into the ambush circle prepared for them by Justinian. In the dim environment, they did not see their hands, but the people holding the torch were now like living targets that were close to each other.

"We are ready, Lord Justinian, then... can we start?" In the darkness, Arslan led the Turkic warriors to ambush here and wait for the last order to give the order. The Turkic people's face was full of solemnity. Although they were ambushers, there were only three hundred Turkic warriors ambushing in the dense forest. In the dim light, they didn't even know how many enemies were. This ambush was gone.

It was suspected that it was an adventure of life as a gambling fund. This was actually a temporary decision in a hurry. They had previously scattered and investigated here under the guidance of Peter, a boy who was familiar with the local environment. They happened to see the black smoke caused by the burning of something lingering in the sky. Justinian made a quick decision and rushed here to ambush before the man was arrived. The enemy on the opposite side almost arrived, and they were almost likely to encounter it head-on.

Staring at the dim firelight approaching, crouching among the shrubs, Justinian did not rush to order an attack, but whispered: "Wait a little longer and let them completely enter the encirclement. Do you still remember my previous instructions?"

"yes."

One step, two steps, ten steps... As the enemy soldiers holding the torch got closer, Justinian and his Turkic subordinates held their breath and estimated the most favorable ambush. Finally, for some time, as if time had slowed down, the enemy in the ambush circle reached the designated position in the anticipated eyes of the Turkic crowd, which was like wolf-like, and Justinian also gave the order to attack without hesitation.

"Shoot the arrow!" In the darkness, a loud shout seemed to explode with a thunderous explosion, catching the Moria rebels in the slow marching off guard.

It's the enemy! They reacted at the first time, but the dark scene made them blind. Before they could react, they were greeted with a strong wind in the darkness. On the spot, countless people were caught in the ground and the entire army was in chaos. In this environment, the panicked soldiers were in trouble, not to mention organizing defense and counterattacks, even if they escaped, they were full of difficulties. The panic devoured the crowd and caused a trampling. Let the riding

The old man and the captain of the guard Seriggs tried their best to stop it, but nothing was helpful. After a round of shooting, the Turkic soldiers rushed from the bushes to the unprepared and irresistible Molia rebels in the dark forest. Although this environment was harsh, it was already common for them. At this moment, a killing was carried out freely and accelerated the disintegration of the morale of the rebels.
Chapter completed!