Chapter 663: Heroic shortness of breath

Seven hundred years ago, the Roman Emperor Constantine I established a new capital in Byzantium, named New Rome, but the city was generally known as Constantinople after its founder.

For many years to come, Constantinople remained the largest and most prosperous city in Europe.

Standing in front of this city, Xiao Baobao's eyes lit up, it is said that in this city, the gates of the imperial palace are made of gold.

Xiao Baobao gave an order, and the Turks, who had just returned to the command of Da Liao, launched a charge.

The whole city is triangular in shape, with the Golden Horn to the north and the Sea of Marmara to the south, and there are fortifications along the coast, and the Golden Horn has two layers of walls. Outside the city is a trench more than 30 meters deep.

Carrying thick tree trunks and rolling huge barrels, the soldiers rushed towards the moats to fill the trenches.

The trembling defenders of the city, with bows and arrows, prevented them from filling the trenches.

But with little success, after experiencing the Jurchens' godlike archery skills, as well as the ballista of the Great Song Dynasty, Xiao Baobao simply did not regard these bows and arrows as enemy weapons.

A slight erection of the shield can be blocked, a group of people who are cowering in the city to defend means that they have lost the courage to resist the enemy, and Xiao Baobao is bound to win this city in his heart.

However, after actually hitting the city, the defenders of the city suddenly resisted as if they were crazy.

The Byzantine emperor, Alexeius I Alexios, personally ascended the tower and commanded his men to defend the city, the second emperor of the Komnenos of Byzantium, who still had the courage to face the war head-on.

His empire, under pressure from the east and west, in the west, the Normans attempted to encroach on the European territory of the empire; In the east, an even more formidable enemy, the Turks, is eyeing it.

Now that the Turks have been defeated, there are more warlike Khitans, hot and strong men who have just withdrawn from the East Asian steppe.

Seeing that the attack ahead was frustrated, Xiao Baobao summoned a personal soldier and asked him to order the rear army to start digging tunnels.

Then on the ground, no longer attacking, but harassing with catapults, destroying the walls.

Alexios wiped his sweat, his body was covered with sweat, and everyone showed a relieved expression when they saw the tide of Khitans retreating.

These people on the other side cut the Turks who had been pressing them as vegetables, and easily captured the huge territory that originally belonged to Byzantium and was later seized by the Turks.

Xiao Baobao in the distance, a sneer flashed in his eyes, I want to see how long this city can last in front of our Da Liao.

The Great Liao army fought under the city of Constantinople, and Yelu Dashi, who was far away in the city of Fuliao, did not care about this war at all.

He sent countless sentinels to inquire about the great battle that was taking place in the east, and the news came one after another.

On the dragon case, there is a map of the former Great Liao, and now several important battlefields are being fought on the former territory of the Great Liao.

Because the two places were far apart, the latest news he got was a battle report recorded on a parchment scroll, which said that Yan Zonghan had died in battle.

"Zong Han is dead," Yelu Dashi muttered to himself.

An indescribable loss filled his chest, Zong Han was unstoppable in the battle of Liao, like a god, how many Xiongguan were dangerous, they were competing to surrender in front of him, and how many Da Liao soldiers died on the blade of the iron cavalry under his command.

Now that the war has only been fought for more than two months, Zong Han, the general of Dajin, has died.

Outside the main hall, an attendant said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, Yeluxian asks to see you." ”

"Let him in." Yelu Dashi put away the secret letter and forcibly cheered up.

Yeluxian hurriedly came in, and before he could report, Yelu Dashi asked, "What is the reaction of the Mongol tribes?" ”

"Your Majesty, the grassland has changed! Hebul of the Haidu Department was elected as the Great Khan of Mongolia, and the gold lord Wanyan Aguta canonized him as the king of Mongolia. Hebul summoned the soldiers and horses of the Mongolian tribes, followed Yan Lou's room to the south, attacked Yunnei, and won three battles and three victories! ”

Yelu Dashi breathed a long sigh of relief, after all, he had left there too far, and in such a short period of time, there were so many earth-shattering changes.

No one knew better than him the power of the unity of these scattered Mongol tribes, so he always wanted to unite these Mongols under his command and become a new force against the Jurchens.

It's a pity that Ah Guda is worthy of being a hero, and he has already started in advance.

"In this way, Yunnei commissioned... Hey, my friend Yao Xiyan... It's also dangerous. ”

Ye Luxian took a breath and said, "Your Majesty, Yao Xiyan was defeated three times in Yehuling, pushed to Broken Cloud Ridge, and held on to it, but there is no danger. The danger is the grassland, and Yang Lin has gathered an unknown number of people and horses, claiming to be 1.5 million, and the ministers are estimated to have 200,000 or 300,000. It is bypassing the Tianshan Mountains and sweeping the grasslands. ”

"Yang Lin in the northwest?"

"It's in Yinzhou, I don't know if I will go to the grassland too."

Yelu Dashi was completely shocked at this time, he stood up from the dragon chair, this dragon chair is extremely luxurious, it is a portrayal of Da Liao today.

In this area, there are countless treasures, the land here is fertile, the climate is suitable, and it is not inferior to the cold and freezing Shangjing in the Great Liao.

But Yelu Dashi couldn't be happy, on his homeland, the wind and clouds would meet, so destined to leave a big scene in history, but he could only find out some news here.

Yunnei is the Xijing Mansion of the Great Liao, Youyan is the Nanjing Mansion of the Great Liao, and the grassland is the southwest of the Great Liao...

Now that he is being beaten at home, he can only hide and watch secretly, can he not feel aggrieved.

What's even more terrifying is the strength they show, once one side wins, they will completely become the hegemon for the next hundred years. The soldiers and horses in his hands, even if they have been together for ten years, will they still have a chance to return to their homeland?

Few of these civil and military ministers under his command want to go back, and they are so comfortable here that they forget to go to Beijing.

"There are so many soldiers and horses, it is best to fight separately and cooperate with each other on the grassland, I have dealt with Yang Lin several times, this time he will definitely command in the rear, once he wins... This big Song Jiangshan, I'm afraid I'm going to change my surname. ”

Ye Luxian took a step forward, leaned forward, and said softly: "Your Majesty, are you saying that Yang Lin will usurp the throne?" Should we send some envoys to the Great Song Dynasty, after all, the Jurchens are enemies on both sides. ”

Strong as Yelu Dashi, a rock-like character, but also a little disheartened.

He sat on the dragon chair, leaned on the soft fox backrest, snorted, and then said: "No need, send troops to reinforce Xiao Baobao, and then issue an edict to the surrounding small countries to hold a fish head banquet next month, and all countries and tribes must be attended by the king or the crown prince, the patriarch or the eldest son of the patriarch." ”

"Your Majesty, what about the Seljuks?"

Yelu Dashi wiped his eyelids and said, "The same." ”