"Seal the news immediately, Abdera." Justinian made a decisive decision without any hesitation. Once the news was leaked, the consequences would be inestimable. Food, grass and baggage are the key to an army's morale, no matter how powerful the army is in battle.

They have to eat, and once they find that their logistics cannot support them, even the strongest-willed elite troops will inevitably collapse.

"Yes, Lord Justinian." Abdera nodded. He understood what Justinian meant and immediately went down to do it.

But Nevsky looked at Justinian, who was frowning, and asked: "Is this really good? You can stop this operation and withdraw to Ilovan Castle now. The Venetians haven't reacted yet."

With only this little amount of food and grass left, it will undoubtedly be very difficult to proceed with the next plan.

But Justinian shook his head. He had not considered retreating, but he also understood the difficulties he was about to face. However, if this opportunity was lost, it meant that he would completely lose the opportunity to break away from those who were above him.

Add yoke. Whether it's Theodore of Agrinion or Mikhail of Rusnina.

"Then what are you going to do?" Nevsky looked at Justinian. Fighting is not just about courage. Without a clear plan, once the supplies are exhausted, the entire army will inevitably fall into despair. "It is preparation.

Is it necessary to feed war with war? The Turks and Kipchaks are indeed suitable for this job."

After listening to Nevsky's words, Justinian raised his eyebrows slightly and asked: "Will you drink poison to quench your thirst when you die of thirst?" The so-called war to support war is actually to rob the surrounding villages to obtain

Supplies, Justinian was not out of mercy, but because of

Most of the residents of Achaia are citizens of the Byzantine Empire. If you do this to the people in the occupied areas, it will be to drink poison to quench your thirst. At that time, the troops fighting in foreign lands will face the simple tactics of the Latins to clear the country.

It will be self-defeating.

Justinian's attitude was exactly what Nevsky wanted. What he just said was just a test, "I hope you can remember what I said today, and I will do my best to assist you."

"Thanks!"

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Zakynthos and Kefalonia are the fiefdoms of the Venetian Governor Dandolo family. Since they seized three-eighths of the land of the Byzantine Empire, large areas of the island have been divided up by Venetian nobles. However, the Venetians

In fact, they are not very interested in the land. In their view, the islands are more important.

It serves as a commercial stronghold that can not only communicate their trade in the Levant, but also allow their control in the Mediterranean to expand in a network. This is why the Venetians have always been in an invincible position, even though

The Pope in Rome was very dissatisfied with their style of conduct and had nothing to do.

But today, Kefalonia welcomed a group of uninvited guests, a group of Egyptian pirates. However, dealing with these Saracen rabble, the Venetian navy quickly defeated them and captured a large number of people.

"Hmph, these Egyptians are really arrogant. They dare to go wild on our territory." A Venetian knight couldn't help but curled his lips as he counted the spoils of their battle. They were completely vulnerable. It seemed that this group of pirates had already been attacked before.

After a large sea battle, many people were injured and the hull was badly damaged.

"Jeanna, how's it going?" At this time, an Italian nobleman came up. He was the Count of Kefalonia, and the owner here was Byron Dandolo. He was the son of Enrico Dandolo, the Governor of Venice.

My nephew is granted the title of this place, but in fact he rarely comes here, more often he stays here.

In the city of Venice, other matters were left to his cronies, the Knights of Jeanne, to manage. However, a few days ago, news came from Constantinople that his uncle, Governor Dandolo, was critically ill, so he prepared to go, temporarily stopping at

Rest here. As a result, the Venetian army annihilated a group of pirates.

"My Lord Count, everything is fine. Please rest assured. It's just a group of pirates. I just asked them. These guys were sent by the Sultan Adilai of Egypt to harass them," Jeanne reported.

Byron had a trace of disdain on his face and said: "At this time, the Egyptians themselves are in trouble, but they still have time to do such boring things. Besides, what kind of sultan is Adilai?"

Egypt at that time was no longer as glorious as it was in the era of Saladin, who was so powerful in the West.

After Saladin's death in 119, various princes fought for the throne and fought against each other, and the Ayyubid dynasty fell into division. Saladin's brother Adilai Safudin spent five years taking advantage of this chaotic situation to seize Egypt, Syria

The rulers of most of Mesopotamia and Mesopotamia established themselves as sultans. However, the domestic resistance has not subsided, and the prospects are gloomy. Pirates are sent to harass them from time to time, probably in the hope of making a profit, and trying to turn domestic conflicts to the outside.

"However, Lord Byron, there is something very strange." Jeanne suddenly said as if he thought of something.

"What's the matter?" Earl Byron looked at his knights strangely. They were just destroying a group of pirates. What was there to care about?

"According to them, they attacked the merchant ships of Genoa and came to us in disgrace and panic." Jeanne told his lord everything he had learned during the interrogation. This was indeed very suspicious.

According to the Egyptians, they originally thought they were ambushing a caravan, but there were a large number of armed men on board the ship, including many Turkic mercenaries. Only then did they defeat this group of pirates.

"Genoese? Merchant ships? And... Turks?!" Byron Dandolo's expression suddenly changed.

"What's the matter, Your Excellency?"

"I remembered that a few months ago, the Genoese used merchant ships to disguise themselves as transporting a group of pirates to attack the Croatian pirate stronghold! It must be them!" The big event that happened a few months ago almost put Venice and Genoa at odds with each other.

Of course Byron's memory was fresh. But he was a little confused as to why these guys were here this time.

"Then their target will be our stronghold on Crete." The first thing Jeanna thought of was whether Genoa would take the opportunity to attack their maritime base, but this speculation was quickly dismissed by Byron Dando.

Luo vetoed.

"No, if that's really the case, it means a war. If a war starts, according to the pirates, there will never be only such a small number of people."

"Then what would be their goal?"

"I'm not sure either. I need to inform the Venetians in other places to be careful about every move of the Genoese." After thinking about it, Byron still couldn't figure out what these Genoese people were thinking. He didn't dare to act rashly now. After all, the people of Venice

The Council has given strict orders not to actively provoke the Genoese, and the more important thing now is to go to Constantinople to accept the will of the critically ill Governor Henrique.
Chapter completed!