"It's you?!" Staring at the young man's face, Baron Lovevi recognized the other party at a glance, and it was Justinian! It was really as the Venetian reminded him that this little fox of Molia had indeed sneaked into Bulgaria, showing his hideous fangs when he was not paying attention. And now it was too late to regret it in his heart. It was obvious that Justinian was prepared this time, and his subordinates were now in a sudden attack and were completely defeated. Either they were annihilated or fled to somewhere. If he hadn't reacted in advance, he might have become a prisoner in the hands of the other party.

At this moment, Justinian, who was leading his army, looked at the Bulgarian army who had retreated to the barrier with a subtle smile, and greeted Lovviy, who had once met one time, and said:

"Long time no see, Mr. Baron Lovevi, I think you wouldn't forget me!"

"Of course not. Even if I have a bad memory, how could I not even recognize you? You left a deep impression on me whether it was the city of Thessalonica not long ago. But I was very confused. As a person from the Roman Empire, why did you appear here?" He tried his best to calm himself down. Although the situation in front of him was already very bad, their entire retreat was now directly in the opponent, but Baron Lovevi was still waiting for an opportunity to take the initiative.

He said in a gentle tone that although he knew that the other party's real purpose was probably to help Grand Duke Borier Assen seize the throne of Tsar, perhaps as long as sufficient conditions were given, things could turn around.

So, the Bulgarian man restrained his temper and said humbly: "If I remember correctly, Lord Justinian, I remember that the covenant between your country and us should not have expired. Your behavior at this moment really bothers me a little. If His Highness Ivan knows, he will probably be very troubled. You should be clear that it is only a matter of time before Ivan inherits the position of Tsar. At this moment, you should make the right choice, right?"

With both soft and hard work, Lovevie seemed to be both pleasing and threatening. He didn't know what cooperation Justinian had reached with Grand Duke Borier, so he could only try to deal with the current situation in this way.

But this method seemed extremely ridiculous in Justinian's eyes at this moment, "So what is the right choice?" There was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and he did not take the other party's threat to heart.

Baron Lovviy's face darkened. The words of the young Greek man in front of him were equivalent to answers. He looked below and said coldly: "Hmph, Justinian, you do have some ability, but it does not mean that you can do whatever you want on the territory of our Bulgarians. Be clear about your identity. If you act rashly here as a Roman, you will inevitably be attacked by groups. The internal affairs of the Bulgarians will never allow any outsiders to interfere."

It was once annexed by the Roman Empire, so the Bulgarians are now always vigilant even if there is a fight between nobles. If Justinian dares to interfere in the internal affairs of the Bulgarian Kingdom, it will inevitably attract the vigilance of many forces.

But just as Lovevie finished speaking, Justinian's ridicule came from the opposite side.

"Oh? No outsiders can intervene? But what explanation do you have for these things? These Venetian catapults made by Venetians may have helped you a lot! Could it be that in the eyes of Grand Duke Ivan, the Venetians who believe in the Western Church are not outsiders?"

"You?!" At this time, Lovevie finally changed color. The thing he was most worried about happened. The army protecting the equipment of the rear army was obviously wiped out, and everything happened suddenly. Otherwise, they would not have even had time to destroy these equipment. Now, under Justinian's instructions, the soldiers of Molia were preparing to throw stones at the Bulgarians who were defending the rushing wooden fort. The lever was squeaked and the asphalt barrels and boulders that ignited the flames were ready.

This scene is completely the reappearance of the camp where Lovevii attacked Earl Simon at night. However, now he is no longer the one who shows his power of equipment, but the Byzantines in front of him.

Looking at all this, Count Simon, who was imprisoned in the prison car, burst into laughter at this moment, "Lovviy, I didn't expect you to be today too!"

Although he was not sure about the reason why the Roman army outside raided here, it would be great if he really came to help Grand Duke Borier, but it would be great if he didn't take this opportunity to avenge himself a single shot.

When he heard this news, looking at the giant catapults outside the fortress, the pale-faced Bulgarian army also became panicked at this time, because the fortifications of the fortifications had been destroyed by the Greeks before, and these were obviously planned for a long time, and they were completely in the jar.

Now, Lovevi, who was so slutty on the outside, finally showed a panic expression and shouted loudly: "Only Justinian, we can talk."

But it's too late

The whistling huge rocks and asphalt barrels burning with flames flew over his head and fell into the open space in the fortress. The mixture of the stimulating burning smell immediately made the soldiers frightened. But the most terrifying thing was not these, but the raging flames that quickly ignited behind him. The haystacks that had been piled up behind him under Justinian's order immediately ignited a raging fire in this dry weather. It turned out that Justinian's target was this from the beginning.

"What... you damn cunning Greek!" Lovevi, who cursed Justinian's vicious methods, did not expect that this fortress was also a trap. The other party had already expected that he would lead his army to retreat into it, but the burning flames are turning it into purgatory. Everyone will turn it into coke when they continue to stay here.
Chapter completed!