Eagle Flag of Epirus

"St. George!" Seeing the flames rising into the sky illuminating the night sky at this time, the Genoese who left in the boat looked at each other, and it took a long time to exclaim in horror and excitement. Such a huge momentum completely surpassed their expectations—it turned out that what Miss Antonia said was true, but now the warships lying in the harbor may not even have a complete sampan left!

This huge power completely exceeds the Greek fire. Although the amount required is huge, it has a wider range. It can be imagined that as long as it is used properly, this will definitely be a more terrifying weapon that can replace the Greek fire, and it has fewer relative limitations. . The more he thought about it, the more shocked he was. Looking at the city of Thessaloniki, which was already bursting into flames, he admired the guy who made this thing even more. As this weapon is thrown into the battlefield on a large scale in the future, the whole world will be warned. Usher in a new revolution.

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At the same time, the Latina who was awakened from a dream by a violent explosion in Thessaloniki city also noticed the blazing fire near the bay. Although it is unknown, it is obvious that something has happened.

The Marquis Dennister stationed in the north of the city had just received the news and realized that something must have happened to the warship moored at sea, and without a word, he hurried to the south with his troops. However, when he led the cavalry unit to the seaside, he was still completely stunned by the scene before him. He had already been mentally prepared before, but he did not expect that the dozen or so warships that had been docked at sea had already been fired. The waves swallowed completely, not even a ship board was left. There were broken ship fragments everywhere on the sea. It was not like the scene after being swallowed by flames. Looking at the messy scene, the Marquis of Dennister was surprised again. angry. He picked up an Italian foreign soldier who collapsed to the ground in fright and roared and asked:

"Tell me, what happened here just now?!"

The man who was almost roaring had never shown such a fierce look, which made the entourage around him feel shocked. The Lord Dennister, who had always been easy-going, seemed to be really anxious.

However, the scared soldier still felt as if he hadn't been relieved in his dream at all. He just muttered to himself what he didn't understand, and the intermittent back and forth was just "explosion", "Heaven's punishment", " A few words like the end of the day. But this instead cast a shadow over the heart of Marquis Dennister. In desperation, he had to let go of his hand and ordered his subordinates to hurry up to arrange the treatment of the nearby victims who were affected by the explosion, and he looked at the dark sea and the wreckage of the warship still in flames with a clear expression. He was unspeakably heavy.

"Damn it, **** it!"

The men who held back the surrounding men cursed furiously, and slammed their feet on the broken ship board that was beaten back to the shore by the waves. Although there is no evidence, Dennister can be sure that this is definitely a good thing the Greeks did. The only thing he doesn’t know is. It's just the other party's means, but this is no longer important at all. Because the enemy’s goal at this time has been achieved, the whole of Thessaloniki has now completely lost its way of retreat. When the whole city knows about this matter tomorrow, Danister can hardly even think about it, and this matter is right. The morale blow is self-evident. He finally understood why the Greek and Bulgarian coalition forces outside the city during the daytime had not launched an offensive. It was the little fox of Moria who did it to paralyze himself!

Too careless! Completely guarded against the possible night attack, but did not expect that the opponent's initial goal was to cut off Thessaloniki's only contact with the outside world.

It is indeed a cunning and ferocious fox. Even as an enemy, Marquis Dennister still had to admire his opponent's methods, but it was a pity that it was undoubtedly a nightmare with such a person.

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At that time, Justinian, who was outside the city of Thessaloniki, also saw the fire from a distance in the dark. Despite the distance, he was definitely able to succeed. The violent explosion just now can be heard even from here. My goal is finally achieved. There is no final way out. The Latin army in Thessaloniki has become a trapped beast, and the beast that has been forced to a dead end is no longer an option. The performance is fierce, the spirit has been frustrated and its flaws will be exposed. Justinian believes that even if the commander in the city is aware of this, it will not be able to stop it.

Justinian, who had almost grasped the winning ticket, had a smug smile on his face at this moment, but a strange voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Master Justinian, I have finally found you."

For a moment, Justinian turned around subconsciously, and saw a Bolgar appear behind him at this time.

"Is there anything you are looking for me at so late?"

With a frown, he looked at the breathless appearance in front of him as if he rushed to him in a hurry, wondering what had happened.

The Bulgar man who couldn't catch his breath eased his breath and said quickly: "His Majesty the Tsar asked me to come to you. He has something to discuss with you. Please come quickly."

"His Majesty Caroyan wants to see me?" Justinian asked in surprise. He had already met him in the evening, so why did he want to see himself again at this time. But in the end he didn't go to too much question, maybe the czar already knew that Chengnan had succeeded~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is to discuss with himself about the future attack on Thessaloniki, no doubt there is him, So he followed the Bolgar in front of him to the czar's tent.

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At this time, more and more people have heard the movement that just came from the city of Thessaloniki, and the soaring flames also made many people walk out of the camp to see what happened. On the contrary, he and the Bulgarian attendants who led the way went to the Tsar’s tent. On the way, Justinian didn’t see any other people. When he arrived at the destination, he saw that there was not even a guard outside the tent. The face of Justinian who saw this scene changed slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

"It seems that even the guards were so alarmed by the movement just now that they seem to have gone to join in the fun." Justinian glanced around the surroundings calmly, and just joked slightly as he looked at the chambermaid beside him.

While watching this scene, the Paulgarne attendant explained with a constant expression: "How could it be possible that no one would dare to leave the post without the czar's order. Perhaps your majesty took them out just now. It will be a while. I'll be back. Why don't you go in and wait, Master Justinian."

The waiter suggested so, but his tone seemed to have changed at this time, it was not like a negotiating tone at all.

"If this is the case, then I will go in first and wait for a while." Taking a deep look at the other party, Justinian didn't say much, his face still seemed to have a blank expression, but those pairs If you look closely inside your eyes, you will find a subtle gleam of light. I saw him straight open the curtain and walked in. And as soon as he stepped into this pitch-black tooth tent, what came to his face was the smell of blood that he had already been familiar with on the battlefield for a long time.

In the next second, a scream cut through the night sky.

"There are assassins!"