The injustice system and the war-mad me

[With these precious gifts as stepping stones, you will definitely attract much attention from Mumona. 】

Anyway, the current situation is very good, I think the host will eventually double my internship points and earn them for me.

[Host, sign for it. 】

When the ships loaded with reinforcements and food arrived at the Golden Horn, cheers like a tsunami came in like waves, as if they were about to shake the sky.

No wonder the Norma people are not excited.

When the only city of Constantinople remained in the Norma Empire, the food and clothing of 10 people relied heavily on shipping.

Once the sea route is blocked, everyone will feel the suffocation of having their throat pinched.

After Mumona succeeded as Sultan, she made no secret of her ambition to seize Constantinople.

The army was pressing forward step by step, routes were forcibly cut off, churches and farmland in the suburbs were destroyed, and a large number of military camps were built outside the city... Norma, with only a small space left, was in danger.

This city has not been visited by foreign ships for a while.

From the Noma Empire to Augustus and down to the common people in the market, everyone was fed up with food and could not sleep well.

But I didn't expect that just today, there would be several warships, forcibly cutting a bloody path and rushing into the Golden Horn Bay! ?

After the first time, won't there be a second or third time?

Maybe, this time Constantinople will be able to survive again as it has in the past?

Therefore, the residents of Constantinople, who had been given a shot in the arm, spontaneously came to the dock to welcome the reinforcements without waiting for anyone's organization.

"These Romans are so poor."

Standing on the deck, Shu Yichao sighed sincerely as he looked at the swarming Norma people.

He has a sallow complexion and thin muscles, and is not fully clothed, looking like he is in poverty.

Not to mention compared to the big-bodied, round-waisted, fleshy-faced prairie archers that he recruited, even those strong men from the caravan might not be able to compete with them.

And to be honest, this city is also in a dilapidated state. Except for a few inhabited places, most of the things you see are ruins.

Except for the majestic city walls, the rest of the city doesn't look like the legendary "City of the World's Desire" at all.

The warship docked, and Constantine XI, who had been waiting for a long time, straightened his clothes and strode forward to greet him.

At the same time, the ceremonial officer also held a scroll and shouted loudly as if something had happened.

"The great, the supreme, the one appointed by the Lord, the ruler of all the seas and lands of the world, the commander of the invincible legions, the co-lord of the Norma people...the only Augustus in the world, here to welcome those who have come from afar. Distinguished guest."

Although the current Emperor Norma has long been divorced from those titles, it does not prevent Constantine XI from boasting and boasting.

Then, he saw an extremely handsome young man walking forward immediately, circling around him, squatting up, squatting down, and then walked away.

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

What does this mean?

Shu Yichao didn't recognize Constantine XI as the current Emperor Norma at all.

He was just an old man with gray hair wearing a faded purple robe and a crown decorated with glass as gemstones. He was far from the Augustus he imagined.

"Eh?" Shu Yichao, who suddenly received the message, stopped and clicked on his personal interface.

"You got news?"

[You received pepper, salt, spirits, sugar...]

A large list of supplies appeared, all of which were first-class luxury goods from the Middle Ages.

"Get rich, get rich!"

Shu Yichao even did a backflip with joy.

These things can be used directly as money, and now his financial pressure has been greatly relieved.

Otherwise, halfway through the battle, he might have to rob the Romans and defend Constantinople at the same time.

"It seems that we have indeed entered the main line. I will be given so many rewards as soon as I enter the city."

"The revival of Rome is just around the corner."

Shu Yichao is eager to try.

"Your Majesty, he is a Khitan, he doesn't seem to be able to speak our language, and he seems a little crazy."

At this time, Mrs. Marty also stepped onto the crumbling pallet. She approached Constantine XI and explained softly.

"Oh, oh." Constantine XI nodded, a little confused, and then found that the voice seemed familiar.

"You, you are..." He turned his head in surprise and looked at the weather-beaten middle-aged woman in front of him.

It was difficult for him to connect the other party with the aristocratic lady he remembered from his childhood, with slight dimples on his face and skin as white as milk.

"Your Majesty, it's me."

Mrs. Marty took off the towel from her face: "Suna."

When old friends meet, even though there are thousands of words to say, they are all choked in the throat and unable to say even a single word.

In the end, Constantine XI could only say lonely.

"Suna, I'm sorry, I'm not a qualified emperor."

"Your Majesty, this is not your fault." Mrs. Marty put on the towel again, her words also filled with emotion.

"When the Norma people 1000 years ago were whistling in the magnificent bathing palace, they thought that the empire, like the bathing pool beneath them, was built on a single piece of granite and would last forever."

"Who could have imagined that the empire would become what it is today."

Constantine XI remained silent.

Then, he seemed to have caught some key words.

"Wait, what did you say?"

"Khitan people!?"

Khitan?

East!

Sacrifice King! ?

Constantine XI's eyes suddenly widened.

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"Bang -" The fierce warriors dragged Batoru Pasha like a dead dog in front of Sultan Mumona and forced him to kneel down.

The former majestic general knelt down in front of the Sultan in an extremely humble manner. Big beads of sweat were stained on his forehead, and the clothes on his back were already soaked.

"Sultan." He crouched on the ground and said tremblingly.

"Subordinates are incompetent."

"Come and die."

Everyone who looked at him turned their heads away slightly as they couldn't bear to stare.

This powerful naval commander might become another soul killed by Sultan Mumona today.

Mumona Sultan stood up expressionlessly and walked slowly in front of Batoru.

As the other party's figure became more and more trembling, she took off her royal robe and put it on Batoru's body.

"Thanks for your hard work."

she said.

"S-Sultan?"

"The loss of troops and generals in today's battle was my mistake." Sultan Mumona walked back to her throne.

"The performance of the warriors on the ship is obvious to all, but our exposure to naval battles is still too short."

"It really can't be compared to those who have lived on the ocean since childhood."

"Sure enough, to form a powerful navy within half a year is still a bit too fanciful."

"Batoru Pasha, this is not your fault. You have done a good job."

"I will mercifully forgive you this time and let you make meritorious deeds."

"Su-Sudan." Batoru's tears and snot mixed together, and he couldn't say a word.

"me--"

"But!" Mumona changed the topic and her tone suddenly became high-pitched: "Those warships you let go will cause huge losses to our holy war!"

"The enemy will think they have the help of their false gods, and will become more ignorant and crazy against our warriors."

"To capture this city, we will have to pay a greater price!"

"And all this is because of your incompetence!"

"I, I..." Batoru's mood rose to the sky and fell to the bottom.

"So, you must be punished." Mumona said: "All your property will be confiscated! Use it to reward those soldiers who perform the bravest in the siege!"

"Your title is taken back and given to the brave man who first plants the flag in Constantinople!"

"You will also be whipped a hundred times in front of all the soldiers as punishment for your poor performance today!"

"From now on, if you let go of another ship." She said sadly.

"You and your family will all be executed, do you understand?"

"Um!?"

"Supreme King, thank you for your mercy! Your servant will serve you forever!" Batoru was dragged out of the imperial tent with great gratitude.

"Hmph." Mumona's hawk-like gaze flashed across the faces of every civil and military minister.

"Those poor pagans cheered ridiculously for today's slim victory."

"But they will soon experience the pain of a machete slicing their throat in despair."

"Send the order, tomorrow, attack the city!!"

Chapter 14 - Khitan Fanatics

Khitan people from the other side of the world.

An invincible terrifying warrior.

The prophesied priest king.

A boy who is so handsome that he looks like a mortal

All these put together, they form——

"Suna." Constantine XI asked in a low voice full of confusion: "Is this what you said is a little crazy?"

Augustus' words had been put very tactfully.

Because no matter how you look at it, Shu Yichao looks like a real lunatic.

After discovering that he might have touched the corner of the prophecy, Constantine XI immediately invited Shu Yichao to his palace to entertain him.

Then, Shu Yichao's abstract expression made all the Norma people who witnessed it feel confused and doubtful about life.

He doesn't want to walk properly, he either runs or jumps.

He was constantly switching weapons while running and jumping, with scimitars, bows and arrows switching back and forth at an alarming speed.

When I see a square place with water chestnuts, I jump on it and slide my sword, not knowing what I want to do.

If you see something on the road, you can jump and kick it up to 100 meters away...

Even after the banquet for him started, he kept jumping up and down on the table, knocking over countless pots and pans.

Isn’t this really some monastery guard who took a vacation and let the madman out?

Constantine XI fell into deep self-doubt.

"Your Majesty." Mrs. Marty thought for a moment and said, "This has been the case since I first met him."