Chapitre 432: The Four Leave Clovers

"You are right." Antonius looked at this gigantic Nordic man, thought for a while and replied in a sincere way. "You are right, the troops shall lose their morales and will to fight in a few months' time getting stagnated in the camps, it is indeed my mistake to not have noticed this phenomenon." 

The Moskva prince certainly did not expect the Caesar of the Romans to make a personnel apology to him in front of so many other people for such a matter, and became speechless not knowing what to say. Just as he is there cooling himself down, thinking about a way on how to express his apologies in a modest way to this man whose rank is supposedly even higher than his brother, Antonius continued speaking looking like he is totally unaffected by these harsh words. "But, gentlemen, you might not have heard much about me in the past. I am actually that kind of person who shall never put any plans in to action, if the success rate is not higher than seventy percent."