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Because of the massive loss of blood, Leman Russ's face gradually turned pale, and the speed of swinging her weapon slowed down. She was afraid that the blood spear would injure her and cause an unhealable wound. She could not launch a terrifying attack like a natural disaster as she had just done. Instead, she added a lot of defensive and blocking actions.

But Sanguinius's attack speed was getting faster and faster! At first, he just suppressed her, and later Leman Russ could only defend himself and had no power to fight back!

“Retreat! Retreat!!!”

Seeing that the situation was not good, Leman Russ immediately admitted defeat and turned into a falcon, fleeing at a rapid speed, leaving two lines of blood in the air, and commanding his wolf pack to retreat quickly - anyway, his mission was to hit Sanguinius when she returned, and by the way, confirm the enemy's combat effectiveness. If the opponent's defense had loopholes, or could not cope with the assault, then take the opportunity to use a cavalry assault to defeat the opponent. If there were no loopholes, he would just hit her and run away. There was no need to fight hard here.

Anyway, he has Aenarion and his Second Legion behind him.

Faced with the fleeing Leman Russ, the ghouls were furious and wanted to chase him, but were stopped by Sanguinius, who even ordered his men not to harm the Sixth Legion and asked them to retreat.

This assault was very successful tactically. The Sixth Legion suffered only more than 300 casualties, but they managed to kill more than 2,000 ghouls, over 30 necromancers, and even slay a vampire lord in battle.

However, their legion commander Sanguinius was very troublesome. Leman Russ did not know how to deal with this bloody angel who was stationed in Wallachia and once guarded the northern border for the Ottoman Empire. Her incurable wounds could not be healed until she was hundreds of meters away from Sanguinius. Leman Russ, who lost too much blood, turned pale and fainted. He was carried back to Aenarion's camp by his wolf cubs.

After hearing Leman Russ's report, Aenarion had a preliminary estimate of Sanguinius's terrifying fighting ability. He prepared solemnly to use two legions to fight one legion and to prepare for the arrival of the ghouls.

Then he received a letter from Sanguinius.

Dear Warmaster of the Eastern Roman Empire, please give my regards to Warmaster Gilman. I, Sanguinius, King of Wallachia and Lord of the Ninth Legion, have no intention of fighting against the Warmaster. It is just that I have a good personal relationship with Philus, so I agreed to join forces with her to fight against Chagatai Khan.

However, War Marshal Gilliman asked me to break my promise to Philus and withdraw my troops, which put me in a difficult position. On the one hand, there was the war marshal's order, and on the other hand, there was the vampire's promise. I really couldn't go back on my promise, so I had to disobey the war marshal's order and refuse to withdraw my troops, which led to War Marshal Gilliman requesting the Roman Empire to send troops to besiege my capital.

In fact, I am very grateful to you, because your siege of the capital gave me an excuse to withdraw my troops and separate from Philus without breaking my promise.

You see, this war is a conflict between Philus and Gilman. I was invited by Philus.

Reinforcements, you are the reinforcements invited by Ji Liman. There is no conflict of interest between you and me, let alone any hatred. I have never even seen you.

Now, the two of us can stay quietly in Wallachia and wait for the final outcome of the conflict between Philus and Gilman. There is no need to go to war directly. I will provide you with military pay and food while you are stationed in Wallachia.

But if you disagree, I will have to let you see whether my spear is sharp.

Chapter 342: Changing Situations

"Can this letter be trusted? Could it be a conspiracy by Sanguinius? Wanting us to let our guard down?! Or does she really want peace?"

"This person is so arrogant. Although she added a lot of honorifics in the letter to express her respect for you, the words between the lines are full of confidence in her own military power and disdain for our Roman Empire! She even dared to say that her spear is very sharp? Does she want to pierce all of us like a spear and nail us to the ground???"

"With that attitude, beat him! Beat him and he's done!"

After reading the letter, Aenarion's staff immediately began to discuss the matter. Many of them were sharpening their knives and preparing for war. After all, the fastest way for Aenarion to get promoted and make money in the entire Roman Empire was to fight a war. Almost all the elves were mobilized.

"Half truths and half lies."

Estalier, who had the highest intelligence, thought for a while and gave an answer that convinced everyone.

"Now Gilliman, the Roman Empire, the Kingdom of Macedonia, and the Ogre Kingdom have stood together. The five legions have joined forces to attack the two legions of Philus and Saint Gillian. It is impossible for her not to be afraid. Even if she can repel the two legions that invaded her homeland, her own legion will suffer heavy losses and will definitely not be able to stop the second round of attack launched by Gilliman.

So she really wanted to ask for peace, and when Leman Russ retreated, she did not pursue him, which was also a gesture of goodwill. "

"But she definitely didn't give up the alliance with Philus because she was in a dilemma. She saw that we were powerful and didn't want to be tied to Philus's sinking ship, so she used the excuse that the capital was under siege to escape. So I think her attitude of praying for peace is credible."

Aenarion thought for a while, nodded, and also wrote a reply letter expressing peace and goodwill. At the same time, he ordered the soldiers to dig deep trenches in the camp, strengthen the defense, and not slack off. Sanguinius breathed a sigh of relief and led his men back to Bucharest, the capital of the Kingdom of Wallachia, to confront Aenarion across the camp, and together they fished in Wallachia.

In the south, Philus, the leader of the Tenth Legion, who had lost her allies, immediately fell into an unfavorable situation. She led her entire army to fight Chagatai on the south bank of the Danube. But at this critical moment, her hometown Sofia in the south was besieged by Gilman, and Sanguinius in the north also turned his back on her and went fishing with Aenarion in Wallachia.

Retreat! Chagatai's ogres and horses are too fast. If they are caught by these guys during retreat, at best they will lose their baggage, at worst their entire army will be caught by the Fifth Legion and be overwhelmed and dispersed.

If he didn't retreat, how could he have the money and food to supply his Tenth Legion and his Janissaries after his hometown was destroyed by Ji Liman? Would so many people starve to death on the grassland?

Forced into a corner, Philus had no choice but to give in. In everyone's eyes, it was Gilman who saved the Ogre Khanate. Not only did she invite the Romans to join the war, she even brought in Leman Russ, who owed the Romans money! Gilman was the mastermind behind everything.

There was no other way, so she personally apologized to Gilman and asked for forgiveness. Gilman had no intention of destroying a legion and reducing her own strength, so she agreed to the other party's peace request, temporarily bringing the extremely tense situation in Greece back to peace.

Several legion commanders gathered together and began to divide the spoils. Philus spit out all the land she had eaten and returned it to Chagatai in order to beg for forgiveness.

When the Ottoman Empire was divided, the Thracian Plain west of the Melichi River belonged to Giriman, and Bulgaria east of the Melichi River belonged to Philus. Now, Philus wanted to take out two territories from the east bank of the Melichi River, ceding one to Chagatai and one to herself, and pay all the expenses of the four legions of Giriman, Chagatai, Aenarion, and Leman Russ, which was about 4 million dinars of silver.

This is a huge amount of compensation that Bulgaria could never afford, but it doesn't matter, it can be repaid slowly over four years, and the interest rate is not expensive, only 30%.

The giant snake Philus forced a smile, looking at the four legions united together, and could only swallow her anger. They ceded land and paid compensation. Giriman and Chagatai got land, Aenarion and Leman Russ got money, and Aenarion himself protected the Ogre Khanate that was about to be torn apart and divided without exposing his relationship. It was a win-win situation, a great win.

But through this small-scale war, Aenarion also realized a very serious problem - Giriman had completely lost the authority of the warlord, and the split legions did not listen to her command at all, and only called her "warlord" because of her joint forces with the Roman Empire.

What's more troublesome is that these legions that split from the Ottoman Empire are not so easy to fight. The relationship between them is complicated and one move can affect the whole body. If a war is forcibly launched to annex them, it may even force these seemingly united legions to regroup and use money to buy Leman Russ and a whole

Serving as a mercenary for the Macedonian Kingdom is already the limit.

If you accidentally overdo it, the Ottoman Empire across the strait has two legions stationed at the western end of Asia Minor, and there is also a Holy Roman Empire in the north that is not much weaker than the Ottoman Empire...

Aenarion thought for a moment and communicated with his aunt Gilman. Look at the Greek side, including the Second Legion Varyag that I just formed, there are a total of nine legions. You have two, I have two, and Leman Russ is also on our side. Five legions against four legions, the advantage is on my side. It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. Why don't we swallow up the other four in one go? These people are excellent generals, but not excellent rulers. If we let them govern any longer, something big will happen. It is better to defeat them all and bring them all under control as soon as possible.

Gilman rejected Aenarion's proposal to unify Greece. What she wanted was never to unify Greece, but to accumulate strength and lead nine legions to Asia Minor to rebuild an Ottoman Empire under her own rule. At that time, these legion commanders would naturally become her vassals and fiefdoms. Naturally, she was unwilling to do such an idea that would cause serious internal friction among the nine legions, or even their annihilation.

It is not so easy to recover this Greek homeland.

Aenarion had a headache, his eyes were blurry from looking at the map, so he went back to Constantinople first to discuss with other regents how to break this deadlock. Before Constantine retired, he gave the task of restoring Rome to five people, so if they had to have a headache, they should share it.

"Actually, this matter is not difficult to solve."

Caledor, Lord of the White Tower, pondered for a while and came up with a good solution.

"If you ask me, we can secretly help Bulgaria and let that big snake Philus recover from the shadow of defeat. When she recovers, she will be angry about the punishment Ji Liman gave her today and try to unite more allies to defeat Ji Liman. We will not help anyone at that time and watch them both suffer losses. Then, according to the situation, we will gradually recover Greece."

"So, we still have to wait for the right time?"

Grand Inquisitor John Komnenos was a little irritated.

"Don't be afraid, just wait. Among all the Greek countries, our Eastern Roman Empire has the most vast territory, the largest population, and a very powerful army. The same cannot be said for the other countries.

And we are high elves! Mortals can’t wait, but we can.”

Imperial Prime Minister Thomas Palaiolo snorted coldly and agreed with Caledo's plan.

The people of the Roman Empire discussed it and decided to take out 600,000 dinars every month to pay the military expenses of the Sixth Legion. At the same time, they also took out 600,000 to secretly support Bulgaria, helping them develop agriculture and animal husbandry, and even provided a batch of war horses. Philus was deeply moved and quickly recovered her strength. She began to get ready to do something big.

And Aenarion continued to manage Crimea, reclaiming farmland and pastures to attract more Slavs to come south to this paradise. In just one year, the population of Crimea increased by 300,000, half of whom were Slavs and half were Vikings, making this northernmost territory of the empire more prosperous and rich. The number of the Second Legion of Varangians was also rapidly expanding and becoming more and more numerous.

In March 1455, the spring of the new year arrived. The rejuvenated Filus led the Bulgarian army again. This time, the female snake bit Gilman! She led the Bulgarian Kingdom to recapture the ceded territory on the west bank of the Merit River and set foot on the Thracian Plain!

At the same time, the three legion commanders, Sanguinius of Wallachia, Chagatai Khan's Ogre Kingdom, and even Leman Russ of the Macedonian Kingdom, responded one after another. The four legions pounced on Gilman like hungry wolves, ready to completely destroy the former warmaster of the Ottoman Empire!

War breaks out again in Greece, and Constantinople is a little confused. It is understandable that Philus hates Gilman. Sanguinius is Philus' ally. The two fought side by side last year. It is understandable that they have joined forces again.

But what about Jaghatai and Leman Russ? Last year, Jaghatai Khan was almost beaten to death by the coalition forces formed by Filth and Sanguinius. Fortunately, Gilman appeared and saved her. Why is she now teaming up with Filth to fight her savior? ? ?

This is understandable, but isn't Leman Russ, the Sixth Legion of the Kingdom of Macedonia, a dog that we Romans keep? Who let her go out and bite people? Where is her collar???

Chapter 343: Growing Desire

Aenarion was also very surprised. Chagatai Khan sent a messenger to say that Firouz was willing to put aside the past grudges and fight side by side with him again, just like we fought side by side in the Ottoman Empire before, and promised to divide the Thracian Kingdom together. So I agreed. Is there any obstacle to your plan? If there is, I can defect at any time.

Aenarion waved his hand and asked the messenger to go back first, letting Chagatai continue to carry out her own plan. He would contact her if there was anything. That was it for now.

But what was going on with Leman Russ? Aenarion, who was far away in Crimea, urgently sent messengers and spies, and finally found out what was going on.

The female snake Philus gave the she-wolf a large sum of money, and the financial shackles she used to hold the she-wolf were broken. Philus also promised that after the victory, everyone would divide up Gilman's Thracian land and give Leman Russ the most fertile land.

Therefore, the cunning Leman

Si felt that she could feed her own army and would not be strangled by the Roman silver coins and be transferred by Aenarion to fight thousands of miles away. Therefore, she was unwilling to be restricted by the Romans anymore and tore off the dog chain without hesitation. However, in order to maintain her relationship with Rome, she confiscated the money for this month and returned the 600,000 silver coins in full. She even sent envoys to express that the friendly relations between Macedonia and Rome had existed since ancient times and would last forever.

Aenarion cursed angrily, there was really no peace of mind.

Philus was attacking Gilman at this moment. In fact, she had invited four forces in total. The last one was the Eastern Roman Empire. Aenarion was in Crimea and had no time to attend the imperial meeting. The other four regents who also wanted to restore Rome approved this proposal without hesitation!

Although Aenarion was the war commander and nominally in charge of the legions of the entire Roman Empire, the private soldiers of the nobles were not under his control. There was also another army that was not under his control - the Imperial Guards guarding Constantinople and the palace.

By the time Aenarion received the news that the Eastern Roman Empire had declared war on the Kingdom of Thrace and ordered him to lead his troops to join the war, Grand Inquisitor John Komnenos had already dispatched three thousand private soldiers from the Komnenos family, and Marshal Kate brought a thousand elite Janissaries who were even more elite than the ordinary Janissaries, and even half of the Phoenix Guard; Lord Caledo of the White Tower sent a large number of mages and two thousand undead servants, and Prime Minister Thomas of the Empire sent a thousand private soldiers on behalf of the Palaiologos family, and four giant dragons. This coalition army gathered together in a mighty manner, ready to march towards Thrace!

"Fuck you?!"

Watching his teammates' operations, Aenarion felt his blood pressure rise instantly. He understood what his four teammates were thinking. As long as the strongest Gilman was defeated, the Eastern Roman Empire would be the strongest country in Greece, and the remaining small countries could be dealt with one by one.

But the problem is that Gilman is an ally of the Roman Empire! It is Gilman and the Eastern Roman Empire that can maintain a crushing level of combat power against other Greek countries. Even if they are combined, they cannot defeat our coalition. Now Leman Russ has broken free from his shackles, and you have defeated your only ally. You can strengthen your strength in the short term, but what will happen in the future? What if they unite to fight Rome? ? ?

Aenarion took several deep breaths. These regents were very capable. When they stood with him, everything went very smoothly. However, once there were differences of opinion, it would be very annoying.

He thought unconsciously, if I were the Roman emperor... then I would have enough power to make other regents act completely according to my orders, and all these capable ministers and generals would bow to me... what a tempting scene that would be...

There is nothing wrong with the ideas of both sides, but if they are executed at the same time, they will appear to be indecisive and wavering, especially since he is a war commander and the despot of Athens, and is often not in Constantinople. The orders from the Roman core are sometimes completely opposite to the strategies he is executing on the front line. It's too fucked up.

Faced with four legions and the vanguard of the Roman Empire, Gilman's face changed drastically. She led her army back to the old capital of the Ottoman Empire, Edirne, and gave up the vast and indefensible plains of Thrace. She did not dare to fight this huge coalition army in the open. At the same time, she also sent a messenger from the Angelos family in panic to ask Aenarion what was going on.

Aenarion was also very helpless, he could not betray the Roman Empire, but he also could not break up with his aunt and family. While comforting his brothers, he rushed to Constantinople to discuss matters, trying to persuade other regents to withdraw their orders, but in the end he only got a joke from the Grand Inquisitor John Komnenos.

"Ah, after all, the warmaster of the empire is worthy of being a descendant of the Angelos family. If you really care about your aunt, let her surrender to Rome. We will give her a high position and generous salary, but her Thracian Kingdom must return to the Roman Empire. The empire has lost Thrace for too long."

Aenarion narrowed his eyes and stared at the head of the Komnenos family calmly. Are you testing my loyalty from here?

"I am just discussing future strategic issues with you. If we work together with other legions to divide up Guilliman, then if they unite and divide up and devour the Eastern Roman Empire, who will be our ally? To resist together?"

"As long as we weaken Gilman while we eat him, and at the same time get the biggest piece of the pie, we won't need this ally, and we can unilaterally gain an overwhelming advantage over these Greek countries."

Marshal of the Guards Kate said thoughtfully.

“So there’s no need to worry about this.”

Aenarion argued with these regents for a whole day without reaching any conclusion. The next day, he simply pretended to be sick, saying that he had caught a cold and a fever during the late spring cold and was unable to lead the army in person. The First Legion had to guard Thessaly and the Second Legion had to guard Crimea, and these two legions could not be moved.

But it doesn't matter. I will send one of my most trusted generals, Indrognil Palaiologos, to lead twenty battalions of auxiliary troops. Twenty thousand people, plus your private troops, are enough to fight this war. You can decide for yourself. At most, I will send a regent of sufficient weight to lead the army.

John Komnenos, who had been arguing with Aenarion for a day, also felt that Aenarion was a bit unreasonable. I know she is your aunt, but you can't always

The interests of the family should be placed above the interests of the empire, right? He was not polite and directly took command, led 20 battalions of auxiliary troops, plus the private troops of the four regents, and set off towards Thrace in a mighty manner.

Chapter 344: In accordance with Luo Li

Although Aenarion did not personally participate in the battle, he was constrained by the internal affairs of the empire and unknowingly desired more power. In his residence in Constantinople, he planned everything intensively and ordered the Fire Wing spies of the First Legion to launch a new round of espionage operations, but the target was the other four regents. He tried to infiltrate them and secretly inform Chagatai to find a way to save the Ultramarines Legion. If that didn't work, he would save the Angelos family.

Edirne, although not Constantinople, is the gateway to the entire Thracian Plain and the fortress guarding Constantinople. It has a more famous Roman name: Adrianople.

And this ancient city, which has lasted for thousands of years, was madly reinforced by successive sultans after becoming the capital of the Ottoman Empire. It was not so easy to take down. Although it was attacked fiercely by four legions, Gilman was guarding the city and it was temporarily as stable as a rock.

John Komnenos, as the head of the Komnenos family, naturally knew this. His target of attack was not Adrianople at all, but to recapture the entire Thracian Plain. Now that Gilman's army was trapped, this was the best time to recapture the Thracian Plain! Aenarion had already gained enough glory, so I'd better take on the glory of retaking Thrace.

The Roman auxiliary soldiers trained by Aenarion, although not as elite as the legionnaires, were also extremely brave. The army was like a bloody river of steel, marching in from the east. John walked in the center of the army, reviewing it, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

Whether it is his own Trabzon or today's Constantinople, it is already very good if the soldiers can be well-trained and ready to die when they go to war.

But what about the legions trained by the Warmaster? Not only were they well-trained, but their eyes were shining and their expressions were enthusiastic. When they heard that a war was about to start, their mouths were grinning from ear to ear! They were so happy that they rushed to the battlefield as if they were going to get married, and they didn't think they were going to die.

Talking about an enemy they had never seen before, these people gnashed their teeth as if the enemy was the murderer of their father. They couldn't wait to sharpen their knives. One company commander after another rushed to ask the commander to deploy their company on the front line of the war and be the first to charge into the enemy camp.

"This is the technique of training soldiers. The ancient generals were no better than this. God protects the Roman Empire. At this time, another famous general like Caesar will emerge."

John praised Aenarion's training ability without hesitation. When he was going home, he was going to ask him how he trained such an army. I remember that he just copied and improved the reward system of the Janissaries. The more people you kill, the more you can become an officer and get more money. Isn't this motivation too outrageous?

This mighty army reached Sarai in just three days. Hundreds of horses pulled 20 extremely heavy but powerful 12-pound siege cannons. They began to set up artillery positions and bombarded the walls of Sarai.

The deafening artillery fire lasted for two whole days and nights. The elves' vision was far superior to that of humans. Even in the dark, they could see normally with the help of the faint light of the stars and the moon. This allowed them to bombard the city walls even at night. Finally, on the morning of the third day, the walls of Sarai were blasted into pieces. Several sections of the walls collapsed in the wrath of the Roman Empire. All the soldiers in the barracks cheered, and the sound waves of carnival stretched together and rushed into the sky!

John nodded in satisfaction. Aenarion's soldiers were so proactive. Twenty battalion commanders vied with him for the qualification to be the first to attack. The centurion of the seventh battalion even bribed him so that his battalion could be the first to attack. He felt a little embarrassed by this initiative. He did not accept the bribe and let the seventh battalion attack first. He wanted to see how the troops trained by the Warmaster were.

The defenders of Sarai were not easy to deal with. There were even three companies of Janissaries stationed here. They blocked the gaps in the collapsed city wall, repaired the offensive, and formed defense lines there, like a rock, blocking the crazy offensive of the Roman soldiers.

However, the enthusiasm of these Roman auxiliary soldiers far exceeded the enemy's imagination. Several companies of musketeers formed three lines one or two hundred meters away from the city wall and used a three-stage attack known as "Aenarion's Thunder" towards the loopholes in the city wall.

One musket bullet after another weaved a dense web of fire in the air, whistling towards the enemy troops blocking the cracks in the city wall. Their gunfire never stopped, and they continuously shot at the enemies in front of them, making them fall down like weeds.

At the back, the artillerymen were not idle either. They continued to adjust the muzzles and directly bombarded the enemy troops blocking the cracks in the city wall! The explosions left corpses all over the ground, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The Roman spearmen, under the bombardment of their own artillery and musket fire, fearlessly fought their way to the foot of the city wall. A large number of bullets grazed their scalps and were fired forward. Several shells even exploded less than half a meter away from them, but this did not weaken their determination to charge in the slightest. It was only then that the fire cover from the rear came to an end.

Next, there was a brutal melee. The high elves and Slavs who made up the Roman legions fought fiercely under the impassioned battle of the bards.

Amid the singing, they crossed the obstacles and charged into the enemy camp. They raised their shields to defend against the enemy's long-range projectile weapons and began throwing spears when the distance was less than ten meters!

With creepy screams, heavy javelins whizzed up to the sky, like a death rain made of wood and iron, dripping down, shooting the enemies to the ground at a distance of ten meters. Some people barely blocked them with shields, but the shields were pierced by the barbed javelins and could not be used. The defense of the whole person was greatly reduced. The ground of the entire battlefield was covered with horrible corpses torn by muskets, crushed by cannons, and pierced by javelins.

After two rounds of spear throwing, the Roman soldiers raised their shields high, held a spear held in one hand, and charged forward with a roar, stabbing the enemies who were disrupted by the dense rain of bullets and thousands of spears to the ground, like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly smashing the enemy's defense.

The battle line was advancing steadily forward. Suddenly, the Roman soldiers in the first row threw out the spears in their hands. After giving the enemy another round of attacks, they drew out their swords and used their shields to defend against the attacks. They knelt on the ground and quickly chopped off the enemy's cervical vertebrae. They picked up the bloody heads and hung them directly on the barbs on their belts for hanging pork. They let the blood drip from the heads and dyed their pants red. Then they continued to charge forward with satisfaction.

The enemy soldiers were all stunned when they saw these elves physically pinning their heads to their belts. In order to carry more heads, some elves even sewed meat hooks on their shoulder armor. They could just hang the chopped heads on them. The further they rushed forward, the more likely they were to be the first to harvest enemy heads. The soldiers behind them were envious and wished they could be in the first row.

Several exaggerated elves had three heads hanging on their belts, one on their shoulders, and two on their shields! John Komnenos was a little surprised. He could faintly hear the elves' war cry of "For the Roman Empire" mixed with some weird war cries of "Sacrifice the blood of the emperor and the skull of Jesus".

The war soon ended with a complete victory for the Roman Empire. No matter how strong the 300 Janissaries were, they could not stop the charge of 20,000 Roman auxiliary troops. They were soon wiped out and the army easily occupied Sarai.

John was very satisfied. He took his private soldiers to occupy the treasury of Sarai and began to divide the spoils according to the tradition of the Roman Empire. The largest share of the spoils went to the commander-in-chief. Then, it was distributed little by little according to the ranks of the generals at all levels in order to win people's hearts and strengthen his control over the generals under his command.

Then, a group of old soldiers, with human heads hanging all over their bodies and blood still wet on their armor, angrily brandished their swords and led a whole battalion of soldiers to surround John's tent, making Komnenos' private army extremely nervous.

"Coach! What do you mean? According to convention, the biggest spoils should belong to Loen! Then all the soldiers of the Seventh Battalion of the Roman Empire will be the second to participate in the spoils selection! After that, the other participating soldiers will be included! The spoils will be distributed according to the number of enemies they kill!"

"Lorne? Who is he???"