"The tradition of the Vikings is to fight, and if you can't resist my battle axe today, I will not hesitate to take your head and wash away the shame of betrayal with your blood!"

Harald held his battle axe and pointed it at Riddle, his blood-red eyes glaring at him, even though the Scandinayans did not have armor and armor, nor did they have a double-edged battle axe in their hands, but the tiger would not be afraid of jackals.

Riddle was silent, he didn't dare to forget the emperor's favor, but Alexei Komnenos was his benefactor, and the circumstances of life were always so impermanent, unless he met the emperor first, there was nothing to say!

Harald wiped the blood from his face with his hand to the corner of his mouth, and held the short-handled battle axe together with both hands, calmly surveying Riddle's posture, spying on his martial arts, and when a cicada chirped, he moved.

A dozen paces away, Riddle was also quietly waiting for Harald's attack, and he was in the prime of life to slowly consume time, the injured lion was irritable and irritable, and he was confident that Harald could defeat him.

The shape of the tomahawk enlarged in his eyes, Riddle dodged the stab with lightning speed, the greatsword slashed flat down the hilt, Harald bent over and prostrate to avoid the blade, and a thunderous bear hug knocked Riddle over.

Both men lost their weapons, and Harald's performance was unexpected, and the fierce northern warrior violently and unreasonably charged and knocked Riddle to the ground.

Alexei motioned for the soldiers next to him to come over and help, and Riddle stood up and waved his hand, his nose bleeding prolonged, and his handsome face was covered with blood.

"Only that little power? Let me smash your head as your reward to His Majesty the Emperor! Harald's martial arts skills were far superior to Riddle's, and Alexei's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at him unkindly.

Riddle picked up his sword again, and took the small round shield handed by the squire, and the sharp eagle eye looked at his opponent's flaws, and he paced the small round steps, and began to patiently prepare to attack again.

This is a good warrior, victorious but not arrogant and not discouraged, Harald made up his mind for Riddle, but even so he must be killed today, and the traitor must die!

Harald rounded the retrieved tomahawk and slashed it like a mad tiger, Riddle did not dare to be careless about such a strong opponent, and fought back with his sword many times in the face of Harald's furious attack rhythm.

The two men exchanged lightning and fire, Harald continued to bleed in multiple parts of his body, and his dancing tomahawk slowed down somewhat, which Riddle saw as a great opportunity.

He shielded his head with a round shield and struck Harald in the chest, and the axe spun decisively to resist, making a piercing sound from the violent impact.

The eyes of the people around widened, such a big battle should not be missed, one is the commander of the Varangian Guard, and he is also the hero among the northerners, and the other is the emperor's attendant military attaché, and the wonderful battle is dizzying.

Alexei saw that it was not early in the night, and the current situation seemed to be unable to distinguish the winner even if he fought a few more rounds, so he secretly became anxious, and turned back to signal to a few of his subordinates, who understood and slowly approached from behind Harald.

Harald was exerting his strength, when a rope was thrown over and wrapped around his neck, he threw away his short axe and pulled the rope with both hands, but the stiffness of the leash made of cowhide was so tough that it could not be easily torn apart, and several warriors next to him pounced on him to suppress it.

In the end, with the concerted efforts of a dozen samurai, they still captured Harald, and Riddle had already unsheathed his sword, and he was silent when he looked into Harald's resentful eyes.

"We can't waste any more time, taking control of Lalisha is what we need to do, the castle is not yet fully controlled by us, there are too many people loyal to the emperor.

As you can see, at yesterday's banquet, that Sieg stood up directly against it, and although the other officers didn't speak, their eyes betrayed them! These people are unreliable and cannot give in. ”

Alexei tried his best to persuade his general, who was one of the few people he could command after leaving Constantinople, and he did not intend to disappoint his men easily.

Alexei was willing to hide behind the scenes and wait, letting the others fight for power in Constantinople, just to be the final victor, and now he seemed to see the throne beckoning to him, and he was just a little bit closer to taking the sword that belonged to Alexios.

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"The two waves of messengers we sent to Lalisha have not returned?" Alexios sat on the throne expressionless, but the gloom between his brows was thick and diffuse.

"Your Majesty, after we sent the first wave of messengers to Lalisha, we quickly lost contact with them, and in order to be sure, another wave was sent, and there has been no news for seven days now!"

Licinius recovered quickly, and the practice of martial arts made him physically strong, and if it weren't for the physical defects caused by castration since childhood, he would have been an excellent military attaché.

"The rats in the dark still can't help but come out to forage for food, the empire has been through ups and downs for so many years, what are you afraid of!"

Licinius looked at the throne, the emperor was contemplating with his head in his hands, he quickly lowered his head, such an action was originally disrespectful behavior during the audience, but Licinius was a little subtle about the emperor's words, could it be that His Majesty already knew!

"Theshman and Lazar of Thessaloniki and other soldiers who have defended the city must hurry up to implement the reward, and the governor Mikhail, who died in battle, will also have a grand funeral, and I will personally preside over it after a while!"

The emperor's words surprised Khayyam, who was next to him, no Roman emperor had ever done such a thing, wouldn't it be good to invite people to buy people and give more money?

"Loyalty bought by money can only be maintained for a while, and only sincere feelings can make the subjects of the empire understand that Rome is with them!"

Khayyam listened to the emperor's words and was ignorant, he was an excellent cavalry general, but not an excellent military politician, the emperor did not explain much to him, and when the rebellion was all put down, it was time to cultivate new people.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother Regent has asked to send a greeter to the Kingdom of France, when will we ......" Betak was just halfway through his words when the Emperor forcefully interrupted him.

"It's not the time yet, I'll talk about it when I've consolidated the situation in the country."

Alexios hid his face and burst into tears, his originally serious face collapsed, the emperor's life's events were discussed by the ministers like the sale of vegetables in the market, which made him very unaccustomed to it, and he married an eleven-year-old young daughter?

Great! A slight delay in this matter should not affect the overall situation!