Outside the Pebble Fort, the army that had prepared everything could set off at any time, and General Terendes brought the defenders in the castle to see off Justinian and the others who were about to set off.

"I am responsible, and the only people left in the Pebble Castle can no longer help. Lord Justinian, may the gospel of God protect you from victory." General Terendes blessed him, and then turned his eyes to the little Dmitry who was eager to speak but stopped.

"General..." Dmitry lowered his head with shame. The general in front of him treated him not only as punishment, but he was still a little sad.

But Terendes patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "There is nothing to be regrettable, Dmitry. I said that your years should have more worthy of entrusting. I believe that following this Lord Justinian is the best choice for you. Do what you think you should do calmly!"

Speaking of this, the elderly general gave his soon-to-partition subordinate a hug.

Unlimited emotion appeared on Tyrondes' weathered face. He knew that the enemies facing Justinian and the army he led would be extremely difficult, but he could see that the young people in front of him were not timid, just like he was when he was young.

Should he be worried about it? Recalling his first appearance on the battlefield, Terendes was still scared, but he quickly shook his head and dispelled his thoughts. Standing in front of him was Molia's little fox, and even he had heard rumors about Justinian in the Peloponnese. Because of this, Terendes believed that this young man would not repeat the mistakes of the older generation.

"Please give it to you all."

Justinian nodded, thanking the help the old general in front of him for him, and said, "You and the Pebble Castle have provided me enough help. My subordinates and I will remember it all our lives. Please believe me, everyone in the Pebble Castle, I will definitely live up to your entrustion."

"May the gospel always accompany you. Little Dmitry and his subordinates are familiar with the mountain roads in this area. They believe that they can help you with their way. I also hope that Lord Justinian, you can help me take care of them."

General Terendes once again gave a selfish request, but Justinian could also see that the entire third team, which the general valued, was indeed of this value, and then nodded, "Don't worry, I will rely on them to work together along the way. They are naturally my comrades. I will definitely love them, depend on each other in life and death, and share honor and disgrace!"

After receiving such a guarantee, Terendes said nothing more. He believed that Justinian would do his best, and immediately ordered a grand music to play on the walls of the Pebble Castle to see off the soldiers who went to quell the rebellion and went to the battlefield.

As the veterans sang the Three Saints on the top of the Pebble Castle, Justinian rode his horse and whipped it, pointing to the mountains in the distance. The soldiers who were already ready to go finally embarked on their journey.

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At the same time, in the mountains and valleys of the Pindus Mountains, the places where they passed were turned into scorched earth. The Epirus army, which burned all the villages that could be plundered, continued to move towards Agrignon. The commander was His Highness Nicholas, who was called "tyrant" by the soldiers. Although he was a member of the illegitimate sons of Emperor Mikhail, his status was indeed well-known. Under his iron law, even General Valus, the nominal commander of this army, dared not speak out.

After three consecutive days of high-intensity marching, a legion of tens of thousands of people was originally distributed in the entire mountain, and more than a thousand soldiers were left behind and could not get a rest. Even so, His Highness Nicholas still had no intention of stopping to rest. Except for the necessary rations, all the supplies were abandoned by Nicholas' orders. The soldiers along the way came from local villages and towns. The soldiers were already numb to the burning, killing, looting, and even General Valus, who had been through the battlefield, did not dare to agree with the tyrannical His Highness's skills.

Finally, Valens had to advise Nicholas, who was commanding everything, and said, "Your Highness, we should rest for a while. The soldiers have not had a good rest for almost three days. If we continue like this, we will not wait for us to arrive in Agrenion, and this rugged mountain will drag us all down."

But Nicholas had no intention of compromise at all and refused firmly: "I will repeat it many times, General Valus, no one is allowed to stop until we leave this mountain, and there is no need for extra kindness on the battlefield. When I arrive on the great plains of Agrignon, I will give the army time to rest."

"But if this continues, I am worried that the soldiers will mutiny before they are dragged down. Please take a look. The soldiers who slept on the road have already suffered a lot. They rely on the robbery of the villagers to eat rough and difficult to swallow to satisfy their hunger, and even have to slaughter mules and horses in the team. As the commander of the army, you should not ignore the voices of the soldiers, nor should you underestimate their power. In the past few days, soldiers have been abandoned, and some people even conspired to oppose you, Your Highness. This army is like boiling boiling water, and will be retaliated against it by force sooner or later." General Valus, who was bitterly speaking, still tried to change his mind.

But after hearing what Valus said, Nicholas sneered: "Oppose me, then who are they supporting? I think it's not you, General Valus."

"Your Highness, I am loyal to you and to Your Majesty."
Chapter completed!