"What?! They actually came up with this method, bastard!" On the top of Thessalonika's city, the defenders looked at the city in disbelief.

Hundreds of Macedonian farmers gathered under the city, looking at it from a distance like a huge gray torrent. Anger and the fanaticism after getting the promise drove these people to blindly shake their crude weapons. They spontaneously crossed the moat to the city of Thessalonika and shouted the slogan of going into the city. And from the beginning to the present, the defenders on the city above watched the other party rush towards the city gate and tower, but did nothing but warning.

"Shoot the arrow! Why are you standing there? Why don't you fight back!" The great nobleman Ioanis led his guards to come late, and looking at the inaction-making garrison troops, he was furious and ordered his subordinates to take a bow and aim at the crowd approaching the city wall.

But before the noble guards could stand by the city wall, the originally silent soldiers guarding the city pointed their weapons at Ioanis and others.

This is a mutiny! The shocked and angry nobles were about to shout loudly to the group of soldiers in front of them who dared to commit crimes and ordered their own guards to take action. A voice sounded and promptly stopped the possible civil strife.

"Stop, everyone put down their weapons!" Princess Odoshiya, who learned about what was happening under the city, shouted and stopped the two sides who were about to break out of conflict. The Vadarita and Turkic mercenaries were also on the side.

"Your Highness the Princess!"

When he saw Odosiya coming, both sides who were still nervous just now immediately put down their weapons, but Ionis was still unwilling to accept it. While pointing at the soldiers guarding the city behind him, he defended the princess in front of him: "Your Highness, these people not only neglect their duties, but even wanted to mutiny just now! Please allow me to take down these people who committed rebellion." As soon as this statement was made, the city tower that had just calmed down added a little more tension.

Of course, Odoshiya could not agree to Yoanis' request. She looked at the soldiers who were hoping for her justice. She did not make a statement directly, but arranged Turkic mercenaries and Vadaritae Guard Corps to take over their positions.

"Thank you too, let's leave the matter here to others for the time being. Let's go back and repair it first!" Feeling the disappointed eyes of these militia, Ou Duoxiya finally made such a decision.

But the great nobles still said unwillingly: "I have told Your Highness you that these ungrateful guys have long been, that they are not reliable."

As soon as this was said, behind the princess Odosiya, Turkic Arslan retorted and said, "Unreliable? Then where are you at the bloody battle a few days ago?"

Ioanis, who was poked into the pain, was furious and scolded: "When will the Turkic barbarians dare to be so rude in front of us Romans? I don't care whether Justinian disciplines you or not. If you are like you under my command, you will definitely be hung on the wall the next day. Haven't you seen those untouchables almost mutiny? The next step is to sacrifice the entire Thessalonika."

"Did you look bad? You didn't see that there were just a group of hungry people under the city tower? Why did you let the soldiers kill a group of innocent people?" Arslan looked at the so-called "civilized nobles" in front of him and sneered. You should know that most of the soldiers guarding the city on the city tower were militias composed of mountain people who had originally fled in. They were willing to let go of their conflicts with the noble class to protect Thessalonika, but now they have to let them raise their butcher knives to the same encounters and different solutions. The militia naturally don't want to.

After hearing this, Ioanis snorted coldly, "It was naturally a hungry person who didn't come into the city, but when they were let in, they were a group of mobs. The barbarians in the valley were not as harmless as they looked. The Dukas and Bulgaria clearly wanted to use them as cannon fodder! And the group of inferior people on the city tower had no gratitude. His Highness should have left them outside and fled themselves!"

"Enough, I've already known the story, you don't have to say anything more." The princess interrupted the words of the great nobleman, and the disappointed feeling flashed in her eyes. She never thought that the man in front of her would say such words without any psychological burden, and she had never thought about why the refugees under the city tower came. If it weren't for the great nobleman led by Ioanis at that time, he insisted on clinging the walls to collect the remaining grain of the villagers and regardless of their lives, the outskirts of Macedonia would never have been a terracotta scene now.

Odoxiya understood that it was too late to make up for it now, and that it was already the limit to maintaining the people in the city, but if the superiors did not even have this empathy, rule would never last long.

Outside the city wall, the sound of war drums sounded, and in harmony with it, the shouts of hungry people were also shouting. They saw them raising the old farm tools in their hands and gathering towards the city wall. Some people even climbed upwards through the uneven cracks of the city bricks.

"Look at the top of the city, the decaying traitors and the pagans flocked to kill them and regain the city of the true Romans. Santtitus was above." Patriarch Eustasius rode a horse, held a cross, and bewitched behind the crowd.

At this time, the hungry people who were initially trapped in the air also transformed from their original confusion to their anger, gathered their resentment towards Thessalonika in front of them. At this time, they only needed one goal to vent - they were living on the edge of the death line. Since His Majesty Mikhail and the Patriarch gave them a glimmer of hope, they must hold on to it.

"Build up the ladder, build up the ladder." Amid such shouts, several ladders with hooks were placed on the top of the city by hungry people. The soldiers of the Epirus Bulgarian coalition, who were mixed in the crowd, were also on high alert, waiting to take advantage of the opportunity to kill and seize Thessalonika's city defense in the chaos.

"What should we do? Your Highness!" On the top of the city, everyone was waiting for the princess to issue the final order. If the hungry people below were not stopped from climbing the city tower, Thessalonika would be in danger.

At this moment, a crisp sound of bowstrings sounded, and a feather arrow hit the chest of a hungry man below. The arrow pierced through his heart and killed him on the spot.

I saw a cool female warrior standing on the city wall at some point. She held the crossbow she had just shot in her hand, pushed the crossbow machine to load another one in, and aimed again.

"Antonia!" The long yellow hair was tied into a long braid and hung behind the female warrior. This scene came into Odosiya's eyes, making her subconsciously call out the other party's name.

After Antonia calmly pulled the trigger and shot the second arrow like a mechanical one, she looked at the lost princess and said, "It's better to leave this kind of thing to a Gentile like me. I don't think this kind of resentment should be borne by someone like you. Lord Arslan, can you lend me your hands to me?" The Genoa girl looked at the Turkic people beside her.

Arslan looked clear and said, "Of course it's okay. Lord Justinian has ordered that we will all listen to you if he is not here." As he said that, he took off the hunting bow behind him and arranged it by the city wall with his mercenaries, drawing the bow and shooting arrows at the bottom without any scruples.
Chapter completed!