Eagle Flag of Epirus

　　 "Seal the gates!" Baron Pierre, who fled hastily, ordered desperately.

　　 "But Master Pierre, Your Excellency Padro and other people are still in the city!" The men around him hesitated. If they did this, the other pizzas in the city would be less fortunate.

However, by this time, Pierre couldn't take much care of it anymore, "Do as I say, what nonsense! If you want to die in it, let me go now." There is still a long way from the city to the port of Piraeus. Only by letting the subordinates put down the gates and lock them in order to win the first line of life. In the port, his fleet is still anchored. Even if the city of Athens is lost, as long as there is a fleet, Pierre still has the capital to make a comeback. Although Padro has followed him for many years, Pierre still does not hesitate to give it up at the moment of life and death.

　　 The left and right sides looked at each other, and the mighty Greeks behind him also approached more and more, gritted their teeth, and Pierre's guards closed the heavy city gate. Immediately, Dazhui was nailed to the city gate and hung with a wire rope, and the other end was tied to a wooden stake and nailed in front of the city gate to fix it. Under the tension of the chain connection, the city gate was completely sealed. . And those who were also sealed off were the lives of the Pisa people who had not escaped from the city.

Baron Pierre, who watched this scene completely at ease, took the rest of the people away without looking back, but Padro, who led his subordinates in the city, who was still desperately resisting, still didn't know that he had become a deserter. child.

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　　 "Master Padro, look!"

　　 While resisting the Greek attack, the Pisa soldiers screamed and pointed behind them-their only way of retreat, the gate to the south of the city of Athens had been tightly closed at this time.

　　 "Master Pierre abandoned us."

　　 "Damn it, bastard!"

　　 The only remaining Pisa soldiers cursed while fighting and retreating. Despite being forced to a dead end and bursting out an astonishing desire to survive, it is clear that they are not worth mentioning in front of the Roman army, which has the upper hand in terms of number and combat effectiveness. At this moment, in the city of Athens, their homes are closed tightly, and the Pisas have no place to hide, and they have completely turned into beasts in desperation.

　　 "Damn it!" The desperate Padro screamed up to the sky.

　　 At this time, Justinian led the Moriah cavalry and rushed there, looking at the Pizza people who had been surrounded by groups. "It seems that they have also become used tools until they die, and they are abandoned at will." Then he took a deep look at the captain of the Corfu company beside him. Just now he and his subordinates searched the whole city but still didn't find Romanu. The trace of Stukas is obvious.

　　 At this time, only the roar of the wood being hit was heard, and the Pizza was undoubtedly trying to break the city gate. However, despite the huge hinges creaking, the city gate remained motionless, and it seemed that Pierre was completely disregarding the life and death of the people under his hands in order to seal the city gate.

　　 "What do you think should be done next?" Justinian looked directly at the Corfu company captain beside him.

　　 "This is naturally at your command." The company captain dropped his head and said, he knew he had no right to decide at this time.

　　 "Well then!" Justinian nodded, and then sent his own men to order the soldiers of the Corfu Company to suspend the attack.

　　 On the other hand, the Pizzas have almost half of their casualties. Under such a heavy casualty, the only thing that supports them is the desire to survive. They are all angry like gossips, but they are still holding their weapons tightly.

　　 Just as they wondered why the Greeks did not continue their offensive, a voice came from behind the army. "Let go of your weapons, Italians. In front of you is the ultimatum of Justinian, the heir of Moria's tyranny, the grand governor of the whole Peloponnese. Unconditional surrender, this is the last one. The way to survive, otherwise, the only ones who will welcome you will be the burning of jade and stone!"

　　 If Hongzhong’s confession sounded, the pizza remnants shuddered. You look at me, I look at you, don’t know what to do.

　　 The blood on Padro's face was shining red, but his eyes were pale. He knew that there was no turning point now, and even if Baron Pierre arrived safely at the port, the merchant ship would never come back to save himself. He saw the man slowly raising his sword and pointing at the Moria cavalry who came to negotiate with muddy breath. .

　　 "Fuck you, Greek dog!"

　　 After getting such a reply, the Moria cavalry who came to pass the message did not respond, and coldly turned their heads back into the formation. In this way, Padro made such a statement, which completely cut off the hope of negotiations between the two sides.

Padro looked at the soldiers around him contemptuously, "What are you still thinking about now," he said, "I witnessed what happened twenty-five years ago, those cunning and untrustworthy. What did the Greeks do? Massacre the unarmed people, conspired their property, and sold the surviving people to Turkic slaves. If you want to survive that way, throw away your weapons and everything under your crotch now. Or just fight with me till the end!"

　　 These words greatly humiliated the rest of the pizza. A soldier dropped his helmet and fell heavily to the ground, while the two sailors followed silently, and more and more moved closer to Padro's back. The Pisa soldiers who had been scattered because of panic regrouped and lined up behind Padro. He trapped them with words. "I'm fighting side by side with you. If I don't lay down my weapons, you will have to fight to the end, otherwise you are cowards and deserve to be slaves!"

"We are not fighting for Master Pierre now," Padro told his soldiers, "and you are not fighting for me, and I will not shout slogans. I just want you to Understand one point, now you are fighting for yourself. Come with me and kill those Greek bastards!!" Raising his sword, Padro rushed towards the assault port of the Roman army. Even if he knows that such a choice is still nothing but annihilation ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but in his opinion it is better than the fish on the opposite chopping board.

　　 The courage of this pizza man inspired the others, holding a glimmer of hope, and the other soldiers followed Padro into the encirclement of the Greek army.

　　 But at this moment, in the array of Greeks, a tattered cart was slowly pushed out, and on the cart was placed a weird looking bulky thing. It's like a jet-black, thick and long pillar! But the middle is hollowed out. Seeing that the black hole was aimed at him, Padro did not know why, at this moment suddenly felt the creeps——

　　 "Let--!" With a roar, before the voice fell, the dull explosion sounded across the city gate, and the ground vibrated slightly.

Eh? !

Looking at the rotating vision, Padro only remembered that at that moment he saw the deep hole passing by the light like a falling star, and the next moment, he watched his head leave his fragmented body and was thrown towards by the turbulent air current. In midair. And underneath the head is a magnificent picture of hell. The **** track traverses the crowd gracefully, leaving only the footprints comparable to that of the **** of death——

A cannonball perfectly penetrated the Pisans' army. The leather cannon, which was originally poorly accurate, exerted the greatest lethality among the densely arrayed Pisans. I saw that the cannonballs exploded in the unstable trajectory. The **** flowers were torn to pieces with the city gate behind the Pisa...

　　 Looking at the smoking artillery, the leather on it was torn due to the violent recoil, Justinian said lightly: "It looks like it is completely broken."

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