"Who said I wanted to attack by force? I remember that I transferred all the rights to sell food in Moria to you. The nobles in those castles have always been your loyal customers. That's right, Pierre

Mr. Er?" Justinian chuckled, looked at the man in front of him and said meaningfully.

Pierre also immediately realized what bad things were brewing in the young man in front of him, and he couldn't help but criticize the cunningness of this little fox. He actually came up with such an unpreventable strategy, but this also meant that he

For once, I have to publicly stand on Justinian's side. The benefits are great, but the price to pay is also not small.

"So this is the reason why you want to borrow a thousand soldiers from me?"

"Yes, time is short, and I can't alert the enemy, so I don't have a single soldier in my hand now, so I naturally have to rely on your strength."

There was a shy smile on Justinian's face, but in Pierre's eyes, this look was simply the image of a greedy devil! One thousand soldiers, this is not a small number, not to mention what Justinian said

The success rate of the operation mentioned is not high. Once Pierre makes a wrong bet, he will really put his entire wealth on it.

"Can't it be less? A thousand soldiers is too much. How can I get them all for you in such a short time!" Pierre shook his head and started bargaining with Justinian. Nafplion and the surrounding villages and towns

The total number of residents was only a few thousand, but Justinian suddenly wanted so many people, which was really difficult for him.

But Justinian shook his head and said: "One thousand people is already the minimum requirement. Even if we cooperate inside and outside, if we want to conquer so many castles, we must have so many people."

"But the key thing is that even if I arrange all the cooks who bake bread behind me, what should I do if I can't get so many people?" The embarrassed man complained to Justinian. This is indeed a difficult task. The whole city

The maximum number of militiamen he could sign was 500, which was already the limit. Where could he go to get another 500 for Justinian?

Just when Pierre was in distress, Justinian's slow and leisurely words were like igniting a boiler, making him jump up and down.

"Who said you only have the militiamen in the city? Those on the boat under your command can also hold swords and carry guns when they get ashore. This doesn't just make up the number of people."

"Fart!" Pierre, who was so angry that he didn't care about the dignity of the nobles, yelled. He never thought that the boy in front of him would actually have an idea for his fleet, and he was so angry that he almost lost his breath.

But Justinian in front of him was not conscious at all, and said with a half-smile: "Am I wrong? Could it be that the number of people is small?"

"Go ahead and have your sweet dream! This is absolutely impossible, but don't even think about it." Although it is different from the ancient Greek city-states that have complete autonomy to expand and colonize, the overseas colonial sites of Italian city-states follow the personal control of the governor.

The rise in power can gradually get rid of the absolute control of the mother state. Now, Baron Pierre is riding on the east wind of the collapse of the Roman Empire to show his talents here, so

In addition to money and bags, guns are absolutely indispensable. If he listens to Justinian’s words and joins all the fleets that are his absolute ace, it will really be more losses than gains. By then, he will be alone and will only need the help of his own motherland.

A word from his political opponents would wipe out his business in Nafplion. Therefore, Pierre would not agree to Justinian's request in any case.

"If you insist on doing this, then I respect your decision, but it will be your own loss. After all, it is the normal state of this world to cherish the present and not to gain anything in the end!" said Cha with a regretful tone.

Stinian looked at the other party but did not force himself any further.

However, Pierre's face became ugly again, because Justinian was calm about his strict rejection but somehow he was shaken in his heart.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing that the other party couldn't help but ask himself, Justinian said calmly: "What you are worried about is that you are afraid that this battle will destroy your capital and you will make wedding clothes for others. But if it is Molly

Asia finally fell into the hands of the Latins. Sir Pierre, you think it is possible

Do you want to continue to establish a foothold in Nafplio? At that time, you will have to accept the order of the city of Pisa and be recalled. But if you help me to suppress the rebellion, I will repay all the losses. In this case, I think

You shouldn’t have anything to hesitate about anymore, right?”

Justinian, who had already guessed what the other party was thinking, finished his words and persuaded Pierre five points, but the man still shook his head and said: "To put it lightly, if all my people are killed,

, use your men to supply me, I am afraid that Nafplion and my entire fleet will no longer be mine in the end. I can

You're not that stupid, don't even think about trying to build my fleet!" Even though the conditions were very tempting, Pierre remained unmoved because he knew that the little fox in front of him might turn into a lion at any time and gnaw away his little fortune.

It was clear that he could not push his precious fleet up no matter what.

Justinian, who did not expect the other party to be so stubborn, finally shrugged helplessly and made the final concession, saying: "Okay, let's each take a step back. I only want 800 people, and you keep half of the fleet."

.After the matter is completed, you can make up for your losses from the Latin people or other places, and I will not interfere at all. That's all right!"

Under such concessions, Pierre was finally tempted. This was indeed a sincere proposal that could dispel most of his worries. Although he had always been cautious, he still had to give the risk a try. After all, he was close at hand.

The temptation of Thessaloniki before him was too much for him to refuse.

Finally, the man gritted his teeth and made a decision, "Okay, that's it. In three days, my caravan will be ready to deliver food, and you can leave at that time. But don't forget your promise to me.

If you go back on your promise, the worst I can do is not let Nafplion go. Without my fleet, I guarantee that you and your army will not be able to move in Moria." With a low voice, the man made an obvious statement to Justinian.

threats.

And Justinian smiled and said: "You can do it as it is. I always act fairly, repaying retaliation."

"That couldn't be better."

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Nafplion looks particularly quiet at night, especially the upper town where immigrants from Pisa live is close to the sea. It feels particularly comfortable under the gentle and moist sea breeze. And Justin, who was secretly arranged to live by Baron Pierre

Nicho had no intention of sleeping under the moonlight, even though he had not slept for two days.

There is a long road ahead. Although he is confident on the surface, in fact he is only half sure this time. His enemies are not only the Latins but also the old Byzantine nobles. Even the Pisa people who are currently cooperating are actually not

What a good person. The agreement he has made with Pierre is very similar to the deal Alexios I made with the Venetians, but Justinian will never allow Pisa to become the next disaster that will cause trouble to the Roman Empire for hundreds of years.

Italian city-state.

"It's not easy to persuade him to take out his precious fleet! But it's enough. After all, I am always fair and follow what Christ said: an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." In the moonlight, he grinned slightly.
Chapter completed!