"Your Highness, the Queen?" The Macedonian nobles who were domineering in front of the Vadarita changed suddenly after seeing Odosia.

Seeing Odosia appear here, the arrogant and powerful Joanis had to bow his head. When the nobles questioned him before, the woman who usually looked weak had to confront him without face. At that meeting, the noble girl of the Angeles family not only successfully cooperated with the Latin Baptiste to resolve the impeachment he secretly organized, but also won the support of a large number of exiled nobles from Constantinople. In contrast, Yoanis lost his prestige after that incident. At this moment, the two met again, and the man never showed off his elders' majesty when he met that day.

But when she glanced at the private soldiers behind Earl Ionis, the Queen Odosia was still as approachable as before. She only heard her ask lightly: "Your Earl, where is this going?"

"Your Highness, I just saw that the war on the front line was in a tight position and wanted to do my best." Ionis defended himself, still the words he said to the martial law soldiers just now, but this statement was obviously not convincing, because just now his private soldiers were about to fight with the Vadaritae Security Corps, not to mention that in the eyes of Odosia and others, he was not a person who actively opposed Epirus.

Taber, the chief of the nobles who were with the princess, said loudly: "His Excellency Ioanis, since the princess has repeatedly emphasized that everyone keeps their previous promises and obeys the dispatch of the Latins. How can you repent and even almost cause a private fight in the city?"

The nobles from Constantinople had already surpassed the Macedonian nobles. Under their criticism, Ioanis, whose face was unstable, finally had to ask himself for guilt from the Queen Odosia.

"This is my fault, please forgive me."

Seeing this, his master had already surrendered, and the soldiers of Ioanis, who were still aggressive just now, had to put down their weapons one after another.

Seeing this, Odosia did not continue to make things difficult for the other party, but said calmly: "It is now a critical moment. Since the municipality of Baptist has handled everything, it is better to act according to the previous dispatch first. I have taken your kindness on my behalf. But now the defense of the barricade is equally important. Please bring your subordinates back to your post."

"Yes, Your Highness." Despite his unwillingness, the Macedonian nobles still chose to swallow their anger and looked at the battle on the top of the city. The eyes contained entanglement, but Ionis turned around and ordered his subordinates to return according to the same route.

Looking at the backs of Earl Ionis and other Macedonian nobles leaving, Taber, the chief of the nobles, whispered to the Queen of Odosia: "Your Highness, there are rumors in the city. It seems that someone has secretly colluded with the Epirus and the Bulgarians. Do you want it?" The reaction of the Macedonian nobles just now was really suspicious. They were obviously not enthusiastic about defending against the invasion of the Epirus and the Bulgarians, but this time they actually took the initiative to go to the front line to support. Taber had reason to suspect that these Macedonians were actually ill-behaved.

But the Queen of Odosia shook her head and told them not to go deeper. "Just be careful of them, it's not appropriate to make the city full of wind and rain now." When she was in Constantinople, she watched her father get in trouble with her own eyes, causing the defense of the imperial capital to be useless in Latin. She didn't want such a thing to happen again in Thessalonika.

His eyes shifted to the city walls that were clamoring for the sky. Although he could not see the cruelty of the front line fighting, he could still feel that the battle had reached a white-hot level from so far away.

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The city wall on the north side became the focus of everyone's attention and became the line of life and death in Thessalonika. More siege towers were retreated by Epirus and Bulgarian troops, and they were placed in front of the city wall to transport the continuous soldiers to try to crush Thessalonika's city defense.

Hundreds of Bulgarian soldiers, who had raised their flags, held swords and shields, kept jumping from the siege tower, "Capture Thessalonika, no chicken or dog left!" Their wolf-like howls hovered over the city tower one after another.

Many enemies were still pressing forward. Seeing that the Turks and Italians under their command could not hold on, Arslan was anxious but had no choice but to do anything. The urban militia who had originally expected to be used as a reserve team had already lost their armor and could not count on them at all.

Why didn't the Latin man who was killed by a thousand swords send the Vadarita to be the reserve team?

The Turkic people who could not understand that Baptist's arrangement had already cursed in their hearts and stabbed several enemies to death with one sword, but they could not stop the enemy's attack. He had no choice but to choose the next plan now.

"Shrink the defense line and guard every lookout building." Next, Arslan fought with the remaining soldiers. The enemy in each section of the city wall could not resist, but at least they had to protect the crossbows in the lookout building.

"Go over there and block the gap, and leave it to me to resist it." The Turkic man continued to shout to the Italians beside him. He needed these mercenaries from Sicily to guard the aisle with a spear. On his side, Arslan could only fight with his compatriots with their compatriots holding long swords and short swords. The defenders of the city kept squeezing their defense line with each other backs to avoid the intensification of casualties. Soon, the defenders led by Arslan were cut off into several parts to fight each other.

"Kill the pagans of Asia Minor!" Up the city, he found that many of the defenders of Thessalonika were Latins and Turks. In addition, Epirus and the Bulgarian coalition began to consciously beautify the battle into religious war. The number of enemies rushed from the siege tower was increasing. They were not in a hurry to go down to capture the stairways, and began to continue besieging the various towers, which were the last defensive force of the city defense of Thessalonika. As long as all the Turks and Italians were captured and annihilated, the entire Thessalonika could be controlled by them.
Chapter completed!