"Lord Justinian, they proposed truce negotiations!" Leo was pleasantly surprised to see that the Turks below also showed a truce flag, exactly as Justinian had expected.

And Justinian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, these Turks wisely chose not to continue the attack, so he could finally negotiate with these Turks on a mutually equal basis. This was exactly what Justin wanted.

Nigeria’s original purpose.

To die together with the other person is just the worst preparation.

"Let the archers on the city come down first!" Justinian ordered. Captain Leo nodded and waved to the soldiers to put down their bows and arrows aimed at the Turks.

But only below the city, the defenses on the city were withdrawn, and the Turks retreated like a tide to a relatively less threatening place. Murad was seen riding a horse slowly approaching Ilovan Castle.

"Can we continue negotiating now, Romans? I have shown my sincerity, it's your turn." Murad said coldly. In fact, he was very annoyed that he had to be subject to such projectiles.

The land has to choose to compromise.

At this time, Justinian finally appeared on the top of the city, looking down at the Turks below.

"Hello, this should be our first meeting, Lord Murad. I am the new chief here, Justinian."

"My people fell into your hands, how are they now?" Murad looked at the young man above who claimed to be the commander and was slightly surprised. He did not expect that the other man was so young.

"Most of them are fine, but the battlefield is ruthless, and casualties are inevitable after all. However, Mr. Arslan was unscathed. I think there is no need for you and me to continue a meaningless battle. This is just a remote country, so please

Lord Murad, please stop your rude behavior in my territory." Justinian replied calmly.

But then the Turks under the city were angered by Justinian's words, and Murad's words became tougher, "Stop your rude behavior? Huh, just these few words of yours can erase everything before."

!As long as I want, I can destroy this little castle at any time!"

"Together we will be destroyed? So your Excellency wants to negotiate with us again? After all, this is the negotiation you proposed." A playful smile appeared on Justinian's face, which made the Turks even more annoyed. It was obviously this kid who first raised the flag to accept negotiations.

, and as a result, we have been able to seize the initiative in negotiations.

"Whoosh -" there was a sound, and the sound of something tearing through the air rapidly was heard.

A feather arrow passed directly through Justinian's ear. Justinian's cheeks were sore due to the strong wind. Unexpectedly, at such a long distance, a Turkic warrior picked up his bow and almost hit the target.

Got him.

"Protect Justinian!" The startled Leo quickly asked his men to set up a huge shield to protect Justinian. They had never expected that there would be such a powerful archer among the Turks on the other side.

And this performance also allowed Murad in the city to finally be sure that the young man he was negotiating with was really the commander here.

"Is this your attitude during negotiations?" Justinian did not panic because of the other party's attack but glanced at the other party and asked.

But Murad was completely nonchalant and said loudly: "I just remind you not to challenge my bottom line again, and don't think that you can play tricks in front of me with a little cleverness. As you can see, standing here is a team that has fought hundreds of battles."

Division, either surrender immediately or be crushed to pieces here." His straightforward threat made all the Epirus people in the city couldn't help but change their expressions. Could it be that this man didn't care about the life and death of the captives at all?

But Justinian was not intimidated by the other party at all, but said with a cold expression: "I told you, Lord Murad, now is not the time for you to bargain -"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen soldiers holding crossbows behind the city wall also aimed at Murad's group and fired a volley. The powerful crossbow arrows fell directly in front of Murad's horses and lined up in a row, which immediately made the Turks also

I was shocked. The power of this crossbow improved by the Genoese was astonishingly powerful, no less than the compound bow of the Turks. In comparison, the Turks only had a small number of sharp archers, but they were composed of more than a dozen strong

The crossbowmen aimed at Murad.

At this moment, Murad also realized that he had been conquered by this boy without knowing it.

"Can we continue now, Lord Murad?"

"Okay, what are your conditions?" Murad finally felt the difficulty of the opponent. It was obviously a barren and small land, but the opponent actually came up with such a terrifying weapon, and Murad finally gave up the attack completely.

Seeing that the other party's attitude finally softened, Justinian smiled and nodded and put forward his conditions, "I can release Your Excellency Arslan and his subordinates, and I hope that Your Excellency can stop attacking Ilovan."

All hostilities against the fort.”

"There is no basis for what you say. Why should I believe your words? I don't even know whether my people are safe."

"Then I can release Lord Arslan first. In this case, I think you can believe our sincerity!" Justinian nonchalantly agreed to the other party's conditions and ordered his men to release Arslan out of the city.

Even Murad was a little surprised that the other party was so straightforward this time——

I saw that the gate of Ilovan Castle slowly opened. Murad immediately ordered his men to be on guard to prevent the other party from playing any more tricks. However, he saw that Arslan was really unscathed and came out on his horse.

"Father..." Arslan, who looked bitter, finally returned to the Turkic army safely. Looking at Murad, who had a frosty face, he was extremely ashamed and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Just come back." But Murad did not embarrass his son in public. After all, he would be his heir in the future, and he had always had high hopes. The man stepped forward and patted Arslan on the shoulder.

"Sir Murad, since Mr. Arslan has returned safely, shall we--" At the end of the day, the Turks were eager to try. The Romans had completely angered them.

But Arslan quickly stopped him at this moment: "Father... it's better to accept his conditions! We can't capture this castle."

But as soon as these words were said, the Turkic warriors exploded one after another, and Murad couldn't help but frown, blaming his son for saying this in the middle of the crowd.

"That's enough, Arslan!"

But Arslan knew that he couldn't control so much now, "Father, those Greeks have Greek fire, we can't deal with them, and that boy wants me to show you this thing."

As he said that, he took out the gold ring that Justinian had given him before leaving the city and handed it to Murad. It was really the private seal given by Muzfius to Justinian, with the double-headed eagle on it.

Murad's eyes instantly made the man's face freeze.

"This is……"

"This is something that only the Roman royal family can possess. Even if the other party is not a Roman royal family, it must have an unusual status... It's better to be careful, father." With Greek fire and such a thing, how do you think this is called Justinian?
Chapter completed!