Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3843: Medicinal Gardens in the Skyscraping World
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 354: The Correct Day
Morea had been the only place other than Constantinope to still fly the twin-headed eagle flag prior to Shu Yichao’s arrival.
It was built on terrain highly advantageous to the defenders. The Crusaders, Venetians, Romains, and Ottomains had had many terrible fights around this fortress, but the Romains held their ground in the end.
But today, it looked like the twin-headed eagle flag was going to fall.
An emaciated, middle-aged man lay on a bed in a dim room, breathing laboriously as if he couldn’t catch his breath. He drifted in and out of sleep as he kept murmuring under his breath.
He was Thomas, Constantin XI’s youngest brother.
Those who leaned closer would hear his endless curses.
“Those damned Venetians.”
“Vile traitors!”
“You will go to hell one day!”
Half a year ago, this Romain despot suffered the most cruel up and down in his life.
Constantin XI had assigned his two younger brothers to Morea, hoping that they could guard the last few bastions of the Eastern Romain Empire together.
However, Thomas’ older brother, Demetrios, wasn’t satisfied. He schemed day and night to drive his younger brother away from his position, so that he could monopolize Morea.
When Momoana gathered all her force to attack Constantinope, Demetrios thought that the opportunity had arrived, so he unhesitatingly surrendered the Morean army to the Ottomains.
Morea was in tatters from years of infighting, and Demetrios had the backing of the Ottomains. Knowing that he wasn’t a match for Demetrios, Thomas retreated to the state capital.
Fortunately, the Venetians didn’t want Morea falling into Ottomain hands, so they sent support. Thanks to that, Thomas was barely able to guard the state capital.
His wait paid off, as Momoana and her troops were defeated in Constantinope, and the bulk of the Morean army traveled northward to participate in the Ottomains’ civil war. He heaved a sigh of relief and began thinking about how he should go about retaking lost lands.
But just then, the Venetians stabbed him in the back.
The Ven
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