"hidden!"

The sea walls of Constantinople have now fallen into a sea of ​​fire. Due to the takeover of the Latin Empire, the city has become a mess. The originally prosperous and tidy Golden Horn Bazaar has now become a shanty town for the poor, so it was instantly fired asphalt barrels burning with flames.

The Latin soldiers who were still aggressive just now also fled in panic to avoid the sudden attack and fell into chaos. They were still concerned about the Genoa fleet that they had originally intercepted, leaving only a small number of soldiers surrounding Justinian and his group.

This just gave Justinico an opportunity to take advantage of it!

"This is too dangerous. If Justinian is exposed..." Looking at Justinian who was eager to try to take action, Antonia's eyes rose a little worried and anxious, because if she was not careful, they might fall into the attack of the Genoese and Latins who had reacted and fall into death.

But her words were immediately interrupted by Justinian and said, "In this case, you wouldn't think that the Franks would let us go after they had solved the Niceans, right? Their original goal was us. I took my people to break through the level and unlock the iron chain. I'll ask you for the next thing, Mr. Christopher."

Antonia wanted to dissuade her again, but was stopped by the generous palm of the old man behind her. Christopher, who looked serious, looked at Justinian and said in a deep voice: "Just do what you want, Justinian. In this case, everything is better than waiting to die. Leave the rest of the aftermath here to me. Just remember to protect Antonia from leaving safely."

"Don't worry, just wait for you to say this!" Sneered unhappily, and the next moment Justinian, who leaned forward by the mast, suddenly fell from the deck, and with him there was a short knife at his waist. The astonishing move made Justinian appear in front of the Latin soldiers below without any defense. The short knife that was swung downward quickly cut it over to the ground without any drag.

The other Latin soldiers around him immediately reacted as they saw their companions being killed, and roared and rushed up from all directions. However, Justinian, who was ignorant of this, silently drew out the broad sword behind him.

I saw a large piece of blood mist flying into the sky, but it was not caused by the sharp sword in Justinian's hand, but rather flying feathers penetrated into the chest of the Latin warrior.

Obviously, the Vadarita who disguised himself as slaves were also acting together with Justinian. The archers who had taken off the prisoners and took the bow and arrow to shoot all the remaining Latin soldiers who were in chaos and had no time to react. All this happened too quickly. In a few breaths, the Latins who had originally trapped Justinian and their ships were corpses all over the field. Antonia and Christopher, who witnessed all this, were also stunned. This was the first time they had witnessed the combat effectiveness of this Vadarita. After everything happened, they woke up as if they were dreaming and truly felt the terror of the former imperial guards.

The Latin army surveillance was quickly eliminated, but this did not mean that everything was over. Antonia and Christopher looked at each other. Justinian did this mean that he chose to completely give up disguising and choose to break through Constantinople by force! And now, although the army of the Latin Empire is in chaos, if they want to leave Golden Horn Bay, they must break through the defense of the Latin army on the last sea wall. It is undoubtedly a bloody battle!

But Justinian and his army were already ready.

"It is now my honor to fight with you, all the lords who are following me! Maybe we will suffer heavy casualties and even be wiped out, but remember that we are standing on our land, holding the sword in your hands to cut off the thorns in front of us, we will fight for Rome until death!"

Amid Justinian's cry, the Vadalites who followed him waving their scimitars and rushed towards the sea walls of the waiting Latin army.

Only the oppressive sounds were heard, like a torrent of the Latin army.

Before the battle was met, the defenders on the sea wall felt the murderous aura, blew away their fighting spirit, and even felt that the armor and robe on their bodies were blown away by the strong wind. Even though they faced this group of cavalry who did not even have flattery, the momentum in the military formation had been overwhelmed by the first, and they felt that the opposite side was like thousands of troops sweeping over.

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On the other hand, the Latin Imperial Guard, who was stunned by the sudden attack, finally came to his senses. The wake-up alarm bells and horns sounded one after another. The Latin noble, as the commander, urgently requested the support army to dispatch reinforcements, and on the other hand, organized the surviving coastal defense forces to fight back against the Nicean Navy at the sea with undamaged crossbows.

"Baron Joseph, no, Baron Joseph!" At this time, the panting servant ran over with blood on his face and said in a angrily voice, as if something was awesome.

"What's wrong? Can't the reinforcements of the Venetians have not arrived yet!" Baron Joseph, who had been feeling bad for a long time, asked anxiously. It can be said that the Romanian Empire, which they had only established for three years, is still in its inception. Countless nobles who listened to the ban and did not listen to the command and had to rely on the support of Venice in many aspects. The navy naturally relied on it. The Latin Empire, without its own warship, must rely on the reinforcements of Venetian sailors, otherwise they would not be able to expel the harassment of the Niceans at sea.

But what is strange is that for some reason this time, the Greeks had already come to the door, but the Venetians were not moving at all. But the following report from the attendant in front of him surprised him.

"Mr. Joseph, not Venetians... those Genoeses! They are attacking the sea wall, and the brothers are almost unable to hold on. Please send troops to reinforce us quickly." The stammering servant finally explained his words, and Baron Joseph Clevu, who had heard the news, was shocked.

"What did you say?!"

At this moment, Joseph's whole body was cold, and he almost forgot his most important task! His Majesty Henry promoted him to be the commander of the Constantinople garrison, but in order to intercept the ship, he would not be able to bear all the blame anyway. Although he was also a French Crusader in name, but unlike other Latin nobles, Joseph Klev was born in Normandy, and was actually a vassal of the British king. Since the two countries had a grudge, he had been embarrassed and unsuccessful in front of other nobles. Now he has finally been appreciated by Emperor Henry, and he is not willing to fail in this way.

A hint of chill appeared in his eyes, and then Baron Joseph, who made up his mind, drew his sword and shouted in his hand: "Fourth Battalion comes with me, and the rest of them will block the enemy on the spot. No one is allowed to retreat before His Majesty the Emperor arrives, otherwise military law will be carried out!"

"yes!"

All the soldiers couldn't help but feel shocked. No one dared to disobey at all. Joseph Klev, who gave the order, immediately led his soldiers to move towards the sea wall's defense line and immediately tried to stop the target's breakthrough.

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Chapter completed!