As night gradually fell, the Greek and Bulgarian coalition forces besieging Thessalonika City chose to set up camps on the spot. Around the surroundings, the Bulgarian light cavalry were responsible for guarding everything around them in case of sudden attack from the enemy.

The Bulgarians' ancestors were nomadic peoples who lived by water and grass. Although they gradually became civilized and settled, the habits of nomadic people remained much, and this was even more so in the army.

Looking at the dark night sky, the Bulgarian soldiers holding torches looked vigilantly at everything around them. They were attentive and ready to fight at any time. Just looking at this look, they knew that they were definitely not inferior to any elite troops in the Bulgarian army.

But at this moment, a "click" sound in the darkness that seemed to be a dead branch was trampled. It seemed particularly clear in the silent night, and immediately attracted the attention of the Bulgarian patrol cavalry.

"Who, come out quickly!"

The soldiers who shouted loudly immediately entered the state of combat. They either picked up the swords and guns in their hands, blew the arrows, or pulled out the javelins inserted behind them. As long as the opposite side still did not make a sound, they would greet them together. Even if they could not become hedgehogs at once, they would be in danger.

At this moment when the atmosphere was solemn and tense, a young voice sounded in the darkness opposite.

"It's me, Justinian. I think what happened during the day today should have proved that I am not the enemy of everyone in Bulgaria!"

Under the dim torch light, a young man walked out of the darkness and came to the eyes of the Bulgarian soldiers, and he was undoubtedly Justinian, the governor of Roman Molia who commanded the army to attack the city of Thessalonica during the day.

The Bulgarian patrol cavalry, who recognized his appearance, quickly put away the weapons in their hands and said respectfully: "It turned out to be Lord Justinian. I was really offended so much just now. Please forgive me." Although the Bulgarian nobles complained about Justinian's performance during the day, his deeds of repelling the Latins and rescuing Grand Duke Borier won the favor of many lower-class soldiers. After all, with the blood of the nomadic people, what they admire most was the people who fought bravely on the battlefield. So they saw Justinian appear here, and all the patrol soldiers were polite, and there was not even anyone who asked him about it so late.

And after returning to his tent calmly, Justinian breathed a sigh of relief. At some point, there was an ordinary bow and arrow in his hand. The only strange thing was that something seemed to be tied on it.

"You are finally back, Lord Justinian!" Arslan, who had been worried, finally waited for his safe return in the tent, and finally felt relieved. Looking at the other party's appearance, it seemed that Justinian had already succeeded in everything he wanted.

Justinian nodded with a smile and said, "Thanks to our Bulgarian friends, all of us are very simple, so we went very smoothly along the way. And I have almost figured out the virtual reality of the Bulgarian army." There was a hint of coldness in my eyes. When he said this, he did not have any fluctuations. Whether for the iron crown or the future of the empire, they would sooner or later break up with Bulgaria. If everything goes well in Macedonia, the destruction of the Kingdom of Thessalonika will be a game between the two sides. It is normal for the fight between the two sides to be able to fight together. Justinian naturally needs to prepare in advance. This time, he will never end like Epirus's final defeat in history. Instead, the biggest threat in the north must take this opportunity to completely eliminate it once and for all.

And Arslan on the side naturally didn't think so much. He could not have thought that the young man in front of him had already begun to deal with Bulgaria before he could eliminate the Latin man. He just thought it was the preparation made by Lord Justinian for the sake of security, so he asked, "Then, Lord Justinian, I think it's so late that there should be news in Thessalonika City!"

This should be the most important thing, and Justinian went out this time for this matter. Seeing Arslan ask, he immediately put the bow and arrow in his hand on the table and lowered a drawing tied on it.

"This is..." Seeing this scene, Arslan was slightly stunned at first, and then he looked overjoyed.

"Is this the drawing of the Latin defense in the city?" Arslan, in surprise, couldn't wait to spread the drawings, but they were indeed painted with the arrangements and arrangements of the Latin defenders in the city of Thessalonika. After Bonifas occupied this place, he indeed transformed the entire city according to the habits of the Crusaders. If there was no sufficient preparation for this information, the strong attack would inevitably fail.

All of this is the result of the detailed work arranged by Justinian when he attacked Thessalonika during the day. When the gunpowder explosion obscured the defenders' sight, Justinian personally selected several capable people to sneak in successfully. However, when I think about it now, I have to thank the Achaia State for its Latin soldiers. Many of their Latin soldiers surrendered to Justinian, which made the infiltration not arouse the suspicion of Thessalonika defenders. Otherwise, even if they get the drawings, they would be useless.

"It was completed in a hurry, but fortunately, it lived up to expectations. Everything went smoothly. If there was no wrong guess, the Latins should have no intention of defending the city." Just looking at the configuration of troops, Justinian guessed the enemy's plan. This was undoubtedly a vicious strategy. If a step-by-step attack, the city would probably turn into ashes, and the Latins backed by the sea could go out to sea to retreat calmly at any time.

The key to breaking this deadlock is to use what method to cut off this retreat path, so that the enemies who are completely surrounded will have flaws. However, Epirus has no navy to block the sea, and Genoa's promised army is only responsible for transporting the army and baggage and not joining the battle. It is not easy to cut off their retreat path. At this time, Arslan, who had been pondering silently, looked at the city defense map of Thessalonika drawn by the inner responders in the city and suddenly thought of something, "Master Justinian, maybe we should ask Miss Antonia for help, maybe she can help us."

But Arslan's reminder made Justinian slightly stunned, and he didn't react for a while, "You said Antonia, shouldn't she stay in Igumenica?" As soon as he was halfway through his words, when he saw Arslan's expression of confusion, Justinian realized something was wrong, and the expression on his face became ugly.

At this moment, the familiar girl's voice appeared just right outside the camp and said angrily:

"Sure enough, I still couldn't get through the situation. I thought I had hidden it from you, but who would have thought I was discovered during the day." The Italian girl who had already put on military uniform walked in.
Chapter completed!