Did you retreat like this?

Whether it was Prince Theodor or Tsar Karoyan, they were a little surprised. They thought Justinian had any help, but they didn't expect that you, a young man, would choose to give up at this time.

But the two did not feel any dissatisfaction. For Theodor Ducas, reducing casualties was something he liked to see, and he also believed that people like Justinian would never do meaningless things. And the reason why Tsar Karoyan did this was a more hierarchical reason-

Seeing that the first attack failed like this, the other Bulgarian nobles saw the solid defense of Thessalonika, but they still couldn't help but complain. After all, they also invested some of their troops, but in the end they suffered casualties. Although the catapult knocked down some of the city walls, the Latin army huddled in the city still made Thessalonika impregnable.

If this continues, what's the point of their trip south this time? The other party is firm in the walls and clears the world, and they can't even plunder!

Seeing that the previous attack ended in a hurry, and someone was deliberately jumping in it, the dissatisfaction among the Bulgarians was already brewing, and the nobles were also whispering and pointing fingers at Justinian who was commanding the attack.

"I just gave up halfway, huh, I spent so many casualties in vain."

"What Molia's little fox is just a cowardly Roman after all. It's true that we can only rely on our strength to deal with the Latins."

"Yes, it's no point in our mobilization of troops here to fight the Romans."

The words of the commotional nobles were more and more unpleasant, and Prince Theodor had already heard it, but seemed to have no reaction to it. It was not until the majestic voice of Tsar Karoyan heard these harsh sounds completely suppressed these harsh sounds.

"Today's offensive ends here. Since Justinian has protected Grand Duke Borier's completeness, it is enough. Today's offensive is just a test of the enemy's attack. If you have any objections, you can tell them now."

The man's harsh voice had no feelings at all, which made the shocked nobles shuddered and suddenly became silent and did not dare to say more. At this time, Grand Duke Borier returned to the formation with his already incomplete troops. His face was covered with ashes falling from gunpowder when the explosion looked funny and embarrassed.

Seeing that his nephew finally came back safely, although he was grateful, Tsar Karoyan still scolded him angrily:

"Look at what you did? You never look back on your mind when doing things, and you will be ridiculous. Remember that you are not the general of the kingdom but the grand duke of the kingdom. Some things you should do are not what you should do at all. Look at your current embarrassment! If you don't understand, it will probably be more than that in the future. One day you will never know how you die."

"Yes, uncle... Your Majesty." Boriel, whose mouth was squirming, was completely disgraced by this sarcastic scolding, but he did not dare to raise his head to argue at all. A fat man with a 200-pound pound looked like a timid child at this moment, which made the atmosphere even more strange. Many people wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. But there was only one person who was hiding behind other nobles at this moment but couldn't laugh.

Ivan Arsen's plan failed. The combat effectiveness of the new Molia army under Justinian's command exceeded his expectations. He thought that Boriel would definitely die in Thessalonika. As a result, he was rescued by accident. This made him feel anxious. His intuition told him that what his uncle said just now was actually for him to hear. Once all this was found out later, the consequences would be unimaginable. Ivan Arsen, who looked extremely nervous, had never been in such a mess. However, Tsar Karoyan should have only suspected that there was no evidence, otherwise it would have been exposed on the spot. But even so, the young Ivan's palm was inadvertently soaked in sweat.

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At the same time, Marquis Dennister, who gave up his pursuit, ordered his subordinates to clean up the ruins in the city while allowing them to clean up the collapsed walls. Although the Greeks' attack was repelled, no one could guarantee that the other party would not make a comeback at any time.

"Collaborately check the casualties, and then count the number of people. All records will be recorded in a book later and sent to me." The exhausted man ordered while walking down the city wall with pain. The previous catapult caused some shocking damage to him, but in order to stabilize the morale of the army, he kept holding on to the defense.

At this time, a court eunuch who rushed over suddenly felt in front of Dennister and hurriedly said: "Marquis Marquis, if you have something important to do, please go there, please be sure to return to the palace with you immediately."

Dennis, who looked like this, seemed to be something serious. He did not dare to neglect, nodded immediately, and had to temporarily put down the matter and leave it to his subordinates to work with the eunuch to return to his uncle Bonifas' palace with the eunuch.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, Denniste welcomed the angry voice of the king on the throne in front of him.

"Bastards, they are all a group of greedy bastards, ungrateful wolves, Italians who take advantage of the situation to rob!"

"A group of business, cunning jackals."

"I knew I shouldn't believe them, and those damn Frenchmen, Baldwin's bastard deserved to be taken to the Bulgarians as a bowl of wine!"

Bonifas, the former leader of the crusaders and the king of the kingdom, was obviously furious. He was also an Italian, but he was an Italian. If Dennister expected it was correct, he should refer to the Venetians. Dennister heard his uncle's next words and cursed Emperor Baldwin, who was rumored to have died in a Bulgarian prison, and immediately understood something.

He slowly stepped forward and said, "Uncle, I'm back."

"Yes... it's you, thank you for your hard work, Dennister." Bonifas, who realized that he had lost his composure, gradually calmed down, but the man with a beard and scattered scattered heart was still furious and looked at his most trusted nephew and said:

"Just just now, our previous reply to the help from Constantinople and the Venetians has arrived."
Chapter completed!