Chapter 155 A Visit on a Snowy Night

"Stabilize him first and don't act rashly. Our tendency must be there but not obvious. If the Armenians dare to do such a thing, there must be someone behind it.

Kamran said.

"support?

Russian, Catherine? "

Dial asked uncertainly. Compared to Kamran, he paid less attention to external affairs. The Emir Kingdom of Botan only had two things to do, one was to protect its people and the other was to support the Ottoman Empire.

"Compared to Catherine II, I think it is more likely to be Aladdin Pasha, the former commander-in-chief of the Guards who fled to Russia.

It has been a long time since he made waves in the empire, since the last assassination failed.

I guess Ekaterina's patience is coming to an end. After all, raising a useless pagan is always uncomfortable. "

Kamran touched his fur hanging on the wall and said with a smile.

Footsteps suddenly came from outside the camp, which made the two emirs immediately alert. You must know that the camp is in the deepest part of the city and has many guards. It is basically impossible for anyone to come here.

Kamran and Dial each grasped the weapons on the wall, and their bodies tensed slightly, like two cheetahs ready to strike, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy who broke into the camp.

The next moment, the curtain of the camp was opened, and a young man with black hair wearing a mask and a black cloak with falling snow walked in.

The young man was about to speak, but the next moment, the two emirs in the camp brandished their machetes and pounced on the black-haired young man.

Kamran's scimitar cut a ray of cold light in the air, and then struck the young man's face, while Dial's scimitar slashed at the young man's legs like a poisonous snake.

The dark night of winter enveloped the camp. The fire used for heating gave off a hazy firelight, which spread through the tent onto the ground, casting the shadows of the three people fighting.

Facing the attacks of Kamran and Dial, the black-haired young man nodded slightly, lowered his head, and then dodged the two attacks with a backflip on the spot.

He stood quietly in the center of the camp, holding his sword in his hand, which was an ancient Greek sword.

The Greek sword, as a straight-handled short sword, was first used by the Greek army.

This is a secondary battlefield weapon used in close combat, usually carried on a military belt under the left arm. The sword's leaf-shaped design makes it suitable for cutting and thrusting.

The classic blade length was 50 to 60 centimeters, while the Greek swords used by the Spartans were shorter, about 30 centimeters.

The young man's sword was only 50 centimeters, and he swung away the scimitars that Kamlan and Dial were attacking further.

The mirror-like luster of the blade shone in the cold air.

The battle began, and the sound of raging fists, kicks, and sharp blades filled the entire space.

The two big men cooperated tacitly and launched a fierce offensive.

Their scimitars were swung flexibly and fiercely, and every slash was accompanied by a strong sound of wind.

However, the black-haired youth calmly dodged every attack. He dodges and spins with ease, using his sword skills to neutralize his opponent's attacks. Every sword dance is like flowing clouds and flowing water, accurate and fast.

His Greek sword cut through the cold wind, its edge was like lightning, slashing at the bodies of the big men at a rapid speed.

His keen eyes discern the enemy's weaknesses and decisively exploit every opportunity.

The moment the sword edge collided with the scimitar, Dial's scimitar was knocked away.

Even though they were at a disadvantage, Kamran and Dial did not yell. First, this was already the deepest point and it was difficult for the guards to come quickly. Second, the opponent's sword was too fast. If they were distracted, they did not think they could Survived.

Dial dodged and retreated behind Kamran, then took off a battle ax from the wall and attacked the black-haired young man.

However, the black-haired young man showed extraordinary swordsmanship. He turned around nimbly, dodged the attacks of the two men, and at the same time fought back without hesitation.

His sword dance undulates like a dance of death, performing the unity of cruelty and power in the camp.

The battle lasted for a while, and the two big men gradually felt the threat from the black-haired young man.

Their offensive was no longer as fierce as before, and their pace seemed a bit slow. But the black-haired young man still maintains his calmness and endless motivation.

Kamlan and Dial looked at each other, and then joined forces to attack the black-haired young man again.

Kamran's machete struck at the black-haired youth's chest, while Dial's battle ax struck at the black-haired youth's head.

At this moment, the young man showed his true strength.

He first lowered his head and turned sideways to avoid Dial's battle ax, and then stabbed Kamran's chest with his sword quickly and accurately. Kamran quickly withdrew the scimitar to protect his chest, and the young man took advantage of the situation and flew the scimitar away. .

Then another flying kick hit Dial's wrist, and the battle ax fell to the ground.

The sound of fighting in the camp suddenly stopped, and only the breathing sound of the black-haired young man echoed in the silence.

The black-haired young man slowly retracted his sword and stood in the tent. He pulled off his mask and threw it on the ground casually.

The black-haired young man then took out Emperor Sai's monogrammed letter and said.

"His Majesty, Justinian, is the leader of the Ottoman Sword. I came here this time on His Majesty's order to discuss the handling of Kurdistan with you. Did you two overreact?"

Kamlan and Dial, who were sitting on the ground, looked at each other, somewhat dumbfounded. They had indeed been notified that His Majesty would send people over, but they did not expect that he would actually send people like this.

The two of them hurriedly stood up and invited Justinian to take a seat. While preparing tea for this legendary man who was one of the most trusted people of His Majesty, Kamran and Diyar were also observing this spy leader who frightened many Ottoman dignitaries.

Unlike the dark rumors, this spy leader seemed to have more life, which made the two of them a little confused.

In fact, this question is easy to answer, but only a few people know the answer, such as Emperor Serbia.

After his wedding in September, Justinian also got married to Krenna Scalantegna, a descendant of Italians.

The wedding banquet was small in scale. After all, the spy leader’s marriage was not something that could be publicized on a large scale. Wouldn’t it give others a handle?

So, few people knew about it, only Emperor Serbia, Anna, Haji Pasha and Ishak Pasha.

After that, this Krenna Skarantegna even got Justinian pregnant with a child, which made this child who had lacked love since childhood feel the warmth of family for the first time, and also made the Emperor of Serbia completely put shackles on her.

After a round of greetings, Kamran took the lead in getting to the point.

"Dear Lord Justinian, I wonder what instructions did you bring from His Majesty on this trip?"