After another day of brutal training, Zhou Heng was finally carried back to the room by several attendants.

Theoretically, the little John possessed by Zhou Heng was born before Constantine XI succeeded to the throne. According to the old system of Eastern Rome, Constantine XI only had to give birth to a son, then this son would become a real purple-clothed nobleman. Perhaps in order to save the Eastern Rome from suffering from infighting, Constantine XI finally gave up his plan to continue cultivating an heir, and eventually, put the purple cloak on the young John himself.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhou Heng was half tired and half dead today, those attendants would never have dared to directly contact any purple people in the palace.

"Who came up with this boring system and inheritance law?"

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

"it!"

Zhou Heng, who had just crossed over to Constantinople, was not yet proficient in converting Chinese, English and Greek, and was startled by Sophia, who was hiding in the corner of the room, and blurted out the standard national scolding.

"What time is it? Why don't you go back to sleep? ”

"It's too boring...... Sophia crawled to Zhou Heng, who was unable to move, and then took out another manuscript, and when she saw the neat and beautiful Greek on it, she thought that it was little Sophia's handwriting, "Brother, I sorted out those manuscripts today!" ”

Sophia waved the fruit in her hand with some pride: "Except for those things that I can't understand, I find that none of the things on this have happened!" ”

Although Zhou Heng wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep, reason told him that this was no longer realistic. Sophia, this girl, until she finishes dealing with her curiosity, everything is.

Of course, at the same time, Zhou Heng was also thinking about the method of explanation. After all...... If you open your mouth and say, "I'm from the future, these things are going to happen, Junbao is finished, we all have to die!" I'm afraid I'll be locked up as a madman.

Moreover, the world line has deviated from some angles, and at least for now, it should not have been the so-called king of the dead country sitting on the throne.

"Brother! Brother! ”

The little girl urged Zhou Heng even more eagerly, although his mind was still blank, but he said an explanation that he didn't believe in himself.

"These are the guidance that God gave me in my dreams when I was unconscious in my father's palace that day."

In the Middle Ages, this set of rhetoric could have calmed almost everyone, and who would dare to speculate about God's will except for the clergy who had absolute power to speak?

It's a pity that in front of Zhou Heng is not any other person, but Sophia, a demon whose brain circuit is completely different from others.

The important reason why Sophia did not live in the palace of Constantine like any princess was that this girl was not pleasing to adults, and a very important part of it was her ...... to the Orthodox Church Or rather, all religions have always had very ambiguous views.

In short, Sophia's attitude towards religion is distrustful, even critical.

Fortunately, she was smart enough to never show it, that is, to a freak like John who was like her, she had a public language.

"Brother, you didn't use the Lord as an excuse before." Sophia looked at Zhou Heng's eyes very seriously, "However, there should be a very important secret that can make you change your temperament, right?" ”

She suddenly laughed again: "Forget it, I won't force you." If it is really God's will, then this should be fulfilled in the future, right? ”

"By the way, brother, it's too late today, I'll rest here."

Slou is a very luxurious manor, and it is certainly more than enough to find a room for Sophia, but this little girl was stunned and got directly into his quilt.

However, at this time, Zhou Heng was not thinking about this trivial matter, and Sophia's casual words just now suddenly gave him a huge surprise.

That's right! By God's will!

Self-atheist, Sophia atheist, but all the citizens of Constantinople were devout to the Orthodox Church. If at this time, with the help of God's will, he issued some prophecies, and finally, prophesied that Eastern Rome would be restored! Well, it's a great boost to everyone's morale!

This is not a game, there is no transfer to Ireland, there is no flight to the New World, Rome, which has been tossing in the sea of history for thousands of years, wants to be reborn, and the first step is to hold Constantinople!

No one knows when the next Ottoman offensive will come.

Tossed and turned in bed for a long time, but Zhou Heng had no way to fall asleep, Sophia let out a delicate and well-proportioned snoring sound early, and he was still tormented by the soreness of his body.

Finally, he gave up on such a pointless stalemate. It's a big deal to take a day off tomorrow with that damn mercenary and get a good day's rest.

After lighting the candle, Zhou Heng once again spread out the manuscript he had placed on the table.

With the lesson of Sophia last time, now he writes these things, not a single Greek letter dare not use, all the square words of the Celestial Empire. No matter how powerful Sophia is, she will not conjure up a translator from the Ming Dynasty.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Heng didn't know what to write, the wick crackled and burned for a long time, and he finally wrote down five big characters all over the paper like the attack of the second middle school.

Nirvana in Rome.

If you want to hold Constantinople now, it is a slow suicide, which can solve the immediate death situation, either with the help of Western Europe or the manifestation of God.

But now the entire Bosphorus and the entire Aegean Sea are blocked by the powerful Ottoman fleet, and even grain from Europe cannot enter the Golden Horn, and it is a great danger to go out and deliver a message. This kind of internal and external distress was not to blame for the fall of Eastern Rome at the beginning.

"So...... Let the pope of Rome launch a crusade? ”

Zhou Heng's idea was quickly dispelled by himself. It's still the Middle Ages, and heresy is more terrible than paganism. The Roman people under the rule of the Orthodox Church would never allow the so-called crusaders to set foot in the gates of Constantinople. There is still such a ballad in Constantinople at the moment - it is better to wrap the head cloth than to the crusaders.

Moreover, the good deeds done by the Venetians back then are still vivid, and the hanging of the Doge of Venice is an eternal issue as long as Eastern Rome still exists.

However, in this way, it is even more impossible for the Crusaders and Western armies to directly help defend Constantinople. Even if they wanted to attack, they could only take it step by step, slowly clearing the Ottomans from the Western Balkans.

"Ah...... It doesn't work...... So what if ......"

"It's not impossible for the Crusaders, if the Crusader attack goes well, we can take the opportunity to get out of the city and recover part of the Empire's territory in the Balkans, there is no need to fight on the walls of Theodosius."

"It also makes sense, if the battle of Varna is not lost, it is a good opportunity......" Zhou Heng thought for a while, nodded very approvingly, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Sophia!" Why haven't you slept yet! ”