Many days after the Emperor's departure, Lalisha was in a faint state of agitation, and the Bulgarians were worried about the harsh attitude of the Romans, but the hostages were kept within the legions, and they would not do anything out of the ordinary except with secret hatred in their hearts.

The dark undercurrent actually surged in the hearts of the Romans, and the Roman soldiers inside and outside the city passed rumors one after another, and I don't know when and where they began, and rumors circulated in the barracks that the emperor had returned to the imperial capital Constantinople to suppress the rebellion of the great nobles.

No one knows when it began, and the rumor turned into the news that the emperor had been injured in the suppression of the rebellion, and this news was accompanied by the isolation from the imperial capital, and some even said that the emperor might have died of his injuries.

Harald was surprised by this kind of news, but it was true that there had been no news from the imperial capital for many days, which made him a little worried.

Once the emperor dies, no one knows who will succeed him, the current emperor is the only legitimate heir to the emperor Manuel, and his uncle Andronika was killed in a rebellion not long ago, and the Komnenos will have no successor!

In the darkness of the night, the candles flickering in the conference room of the town hall, Harald and his old brother Sven drank together, and the favorite thing the older generation of Viking warriors did was to sit together and reminisce about the past few events.

"Old Sven, there is something wrong with the atmosphere in the camp recently? Do you feel it! Harald's tongue was wide drunk, and he stared at his brother with drunken eyes, which was why he used wine to drown his sorrows.

"Why do you care so much, we will listen to whoever gives money! This is not the way it has always been! Old Sven was a little surprised that Harald had begun to dwell on this kind of thing, and that the Viking warriors believed only in fists and gold.

"Those little rabbit cubs in the family all followed the emperor, and now the younger generation in the Varangian guard has been called by the emperor to be a pro-army, we can't let it go!"

Harald confided a helpless truth, since the emperor recruited a large number of children and nephews of the Varangian Guard soldiers to serve in the army, the originally self-contained Varangian Guard gradually moved closer to the emperor, and was no longer very constrained by himself.

"This, I didn't think about it, why do you care so much! Drink! ”

Old Sven was a rough man, and he didn't care about the sorrows of his old brothers, for him the future of his nephews and nephews was up to them, and he only followed the Viking tradition of killing until death.

"What's that?" A burst of fire, even in the town hall, Harald's originally squinted eyes suddenly widened, no!

"Papapa" Harald slapped Old Sven's face and swollen it, and with the effect of alcohol, half of Old Sven's face was fat.

"What's the matter with you? If you don't make it clear, I'll hit you! Old Sven covered his face and was furious, but the wine was sober.

"See for yourself, I'll go to put on the armor first!" Harald called out to the guards outside the door, but received no response, his heart sank, quietly touched the bench next to the table, and kicked old Sven twice to make him dodge.

With a "pass", the bench smashed open the door, and several black shadows outside were knocked to the ground by surprise, Harald has been fighting for twenty years, and he is in the prime of life, and he has a keen sense of smell on the battlefield, and he immediately counterattacks if he feels wrong.

"Come, come, come! Who's going to fight me! The berserker's furious shouts shattered, and as far as the eye could see, there were no Harald's guards outside the house, only a courtyard door of the black hole wide open.

"You're still so violent, we haven't seen each other in a long time!"

The face that appeared in the firelight had been almost forgotten by Harald, Manuel's illegitimate son, Alexei Komnenos.

"Alexei! Are you here? Harald looked solemn, this man had been in power for a time during the previous emperor's reign and had cultivated many henchmen, but the new emperor did not use him again after his accession to the throne, so he left Constantinople.

Harald thought about all kinds of possibilities, but he didn't expect this person to appear, sweeping behind him, dozens of people slowly walked into the courtyard, all of them were real armored warriors, and he and Old Sven had no weapons, what a mess!

"What nonsense with him! Just cut him! Old Sven's eyes were round, the green tendons in his hands were bulging, and he grabbed a wooden stick removed from the table as a weapon, and his fierce appearance was indescribable, who ambushed whom?

"Kill!" Harald knew that he might not be spared, but he absolutely did not agree to ask him to surrender to a villain who would only conspire!

The roar was like a tiger's roar, and although the two Viking warriors who pounced on them were unarmed, the ferocious impact still startled a group of rebels, and they suddenly retreated.

"Rubbish!" Alexei felt helpless about the private army he had personally cultivated, after all, he was not a real dead soldier, and there was no perennial favor to make these people die, and he envied that young brother even more, and countless people were willing to die for him in the name of orthodoxy.

Old Sven swept over with his table legs, knocked down three soldiers at once, rushed up and stepped on a person, snatched a short sword with his hand, and then stabbed down with both hands tightly, hitting the throat!

The rebel could only hold his throat and make a helpless sound, blood splattered, and Old Sven raised his head like a demon from hell, and the surrounding soldiers shrank and retreated.

A samurai roared and raised his tomahawk to slash down in the air, the old Sven short sword was about to be cut before he could block it, Harald had already seen the danger of his old comrade, and a grappling knocked the samurai out of the way, and the two rolled into a fight.

"Die!"

Although Old Sven was not used to using short swords, his outstanding martial arts skills still chased a few small soldiers to roll on the ground, when Alexei was beside an ironclad warrior with a two-handed sword with a blade and slashed over.

Lao Sven was more than half drunk, although his consciousness was there, his body couldn't keep up with the speed, and he was hit hard, although the short sword was blocked, but it opened a big gap, Lao Sven's right hand trembled, and the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock.

"Sven, you're no match for him! I got it! ”

Harald rushed to support with his tomahawk, his body stained red, without armor, and in the face of so many swords from the enemy, although he killed six warriors, he had already suffered four sword wounds in a few moments.

"Your opponent is me!"

A samurai who had come out of the slash blocked Harald's path, and a beautiful semi-circular slash slashed through, and Harald was forced to take a few steps back, avoiding the blade, and staring at it, making him take a breath, Riddle!

"How are you! You actually rebelled? "Harald is unbelievable, anyone can rebel, but what is the emperor's attendant military attache for defecting?

"I have never rebelled, my allegiance is to Lord Alexei, although the emperor is very good to me, but Lord Alexei saved my life, my life has long been his!"

Harald blushed, if Riddle was a traitor, then the disappearance of the guards today would make sense, and now the crisis lies in whether or not an anomaly has been found here!

"Your subordinates have all been taken down, don't count on them!" Riddle's words shattered Harald's last hope and left him in despair.

"Yikes!"

Hearing the screams, Harald turned his head to see that old Sven was bleeding from one leg and had fallen to the ground and had been suppressed by the rebels, and now he was alone and had nothing to say.

Harald smashed his tomahawk to the ground, and the domineering spirit of the heroes in the world seemed to return to him, he hadn't encountered such a painful battle in so many years!