The sky above the sea was covered with dark clouds, the sea wind was roaring, and the ferocious and changeable tides surged like angry sea beasts.

Looking at the city behind him in the flames of war, the eyes of Baron Pierre, who had survived the disaster, were full of unwillingness. Everything he had planned so painstakingly had now come to nothing. Now not only Athens but even Argos is gone, and has no foothold.

land, he had no capital, and he and his fleet became rootless duckweeds overseas.

Do we just have to go back to pizza?!

Pierre, who was annoyed in his heart, seemed to have lost his mind at this time. He only felt confused about what was happening behind him. When he arrived at the port, there were only less than two hundred guards following him, and at this time Pierre's fleet also discovered

They drove slowly and docked at the port.

"Master Pierre, what should we do now?" The attendants looked at their master in despair and asked. They lost everything, not only a city, but also the wealth and family they had accumulated over the years were all lost behind them.

In that city, the people of Pisa who didn't know where to go, the only thing they could count on at this moment was the man they were following.

A trace of ferocity flashed in Pierre's eyes, he gritted his teeth and growled: "We still have a chance, I must make Justinian pay the price!"

"grown ups……?"

Under the puzzled gazes of his men, Baron Pierre revealed his crazy plan, "As long as we are on the sea, our world will still be ours. We will go all the way south and turn the entire Peloponnese into scorched earth! Even if we check

No matter how capable Stinni is, I will make him run for his life! Let the Moria he protects turn into ruins."

At this moment, Pierre's whole body exuded an aura of madness, and the other Pisa guards could not help but be shocked by the madness of their leader.

"But this is exactly what pirates do!"

"What's the difference between us and pirates now!" Pierre roared, causing everyone below to tremble and closed their mouths, daring not to speak.

"Get on board, you scum that have nothing left! Go and reduce the land of the Greeks to ashes, or sink into the sea to feed the fish!"

Madness is like a performer immersed in a farce. Pierre imagined in his mind that he was embarking on his great cause of revenge step by step, putting it down and getting on the boat, completely unaware of the danger coming.

Until a cold voice came from his ear, "The dream is almost over. It's time to wake up and get ready to hit the road, Mr. Pierre."

Following this cold voice, the dream of revenge in Baron Pierre's heart was torn apart by the cold sword blade along with his chest. At some point, Yaroslav, the leader of the Russian pirates under Pierre, walked behind him.

"On behalf of Governor Justinian, I extend my cordial greetings to you." He thrust the Ross sword in his hand into the heart of his former master and twisted it.

This scene stunned the Pisa guards who had not yet boarded the ship. Everyone had no idea what was going on. They only saw that the people who were supposed to be their companions were pointing swords at them at this moment.

"You..." Using his last bit of strength, Baron Pierre turned his head as if to imprint the figure behind him into hell. But when he saw what was behind him clearly, he knew what hell was -

The deck of the entire ship was covered with corpses, and those who fell, without exception, were the Pisa sailors under his command, while the Ross pirates behind him stood like devils soaked in blood.

It turns out that after he sent away Yaroslav, no, maybe before, the whole fleet had been purged of Pisa people.

"You are... Justinian's..."

"It's a cooperative relationship!" Yaroslav grinned, pulled out his long sword and kicked Pierre's body off the bow.

At this moment, the music of a Greek harp suddenly sounded in the cabin of the ship, like the mourning music of the deceased. Then the music covered up all the sounds, echoing between the sea and the sky, as if it was coming from the distant city of Athens behind the Pisa people.

The noise echoed with the coming noise. The next moment, only a branch on the ship's board was seen.

Ross's heavy arrow shot through the body of the unprepared Pisa man. Then the Ross pirates who jumped down from above fell into the crowd and brandished their swords to start the massacre. The screams of the Pisan people were drowned by the sound of harps. The Ross people's long swords

Ups and downs, and soon the beach was soaked in endless red blood.

At the same time, after the gates of Athens were breached, the Morian cavalry and the Corfu company, which were pursuing all the way, had also arrived at the port of Piraeus and happened to witness the massacre on the coast.

They thought they were going to face a fierce battle, but when they were about to fight, they found that the northern warriors on the coast holding long-handled heavy axes and heavy swords had killed all the remaining Pisa people.

The clash of gold and iron covered up the cries of fear, and these noisy sounds were accompanied by sad harp accompaniment, making this scene so strange. Looking at the disemboweled corpse on the ground and witnessing the other party cutting down the pizza with two axes

The head of a sailor, even the head of a sailor who had just experienced a deadly fight

Liuus also felt sick in his heart. At this moment, something on the ground attracted his attention. It was an arrow inserted into the forehead of a Pisa corpse. This type of heavy arrow was similar to the one that was discarded before.

The heavy arrows shot at him that night in the castle were exactly the same as the heavy arrows that Justinian warned of the night attack!

With a complicated expression on his face, Salius ordered his subordinates not to act rashly for the time being.

And when the last Pisa man fell in a pool of blood, the accompaniment of the harp also stopped abruptly at this moment, and a frail young man slowly walked out of the cabin, put down the instrument in his hand and sat down high.

The side of the ship, which was splashed with the blood of the dead Baron Pierre, calmly looked at the massacre that had ended.

Unlike other Russians who were immersed in killing, this young man, who was also dressed as a northerner, acted like a war priest at this time. He walked to the corpse of the slain without any sadness or joy, and just chanted

Said: “We have listened to the commandments of the ancients, saying: ‘You shall not kill’; and they also said: ‘Whoever kills will not be subject to judgment’, and having already been judged, he will not be immune to the fire of hell.”

This is a verse in the Gospel of Matthew. All Christians who have ever walked into a church to receive training from a patriarch have heard about it. Even illiterate soldiers on the battlefield know what it means. But now

When I heard this sentence on the battlefield, I couldn't help but feel that it was pedantic and a little funny.

Just when someone was about to make a sarcastic comment, the young man dressed in northern clothes changed the subject, and his compassionate words immediately became as cold as winter, "[However, if there is any harm, we should know that a life for a life, an eye for an eye."

Eye, tooth for tooth.] Therefore, a murderer must do it only if it is beneficial to him, and if he does it, he will do it ruthlessly." It also comes from a chapter in the Gospel of Matthew, but at this moment in his mouth, people can't help but feel frightened.

After finishing his prayer, he cast his sharp eyes behind the crowd again. Looking at Justinian who had just arrived and his subordinates who were a little discolored, Igor said lightly: "Everything goes well. On behalf of Miss Antonia, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you."
Chapter completed!