Chapter 668: The Imperial Capital
Looking at the crowds on the walls of Constantinople, they all began to prepare for defense.
On the protruding walls, Constantinople's apparatus prepares trebuchets to test the courage of the soldiers who claim to put down the rebellion with dangerous stones.
What's even more ridiculous and absurd is that both sides think that they are the righteous side, and killing and fighting each other is just for the good of Rome, maybe, it may be such a confrontation that even God does not know who is righteous and who is evil.
Such a magnificent momentum was placed in front of Marcian, but Luga was not in a hurry to attack, he also understood that the walls of Constantinople were so strong that they could not be shaken by his own mortal strength.
Even if all the trebuchets were placed at the front of the army, Luga knew that this was just a trick to scare the defenders of the city, in other words, if these dozens of winch trebuchets could penetrate and destroy the walls of Constantine, then Lugark would really have to compete with Marcian to see who was stronger.
Luga turned his head and looked at a magnificent carriage behind him. In her seat, Lickinia sat precariously, her face pale and her lip biting, as if she had never seen such a proud princess so nervous.
She was like a young virgin waiting for her husband who had never met her, and between the faint feelings of love or panic and uneasiness in her heart, Liekinia took a little bit of each. Well, it's better to be more apprehensive.
Although she was surrounded by everyone, she still looked so lonely. Luga walked slowly to her side, and Likinia looked at Luga with a smile on her face, and she looked at Luga gently, her eyes were tender like water, which made people feel very distressed.
Lyquinia probably didn't expect Luga to lead such a large number of troops to appear in Constantinople, and she was surprised that Luga chose to obey the edict in front of her former home.
"Luga, why?" Liekinia's voice trembled a little, she looked so shy, like a virgin who was not familiar with the world in her teens, such a shy appearance would make anyone believe that she was already a mother of two children, "Why, look at me like this." ”
"Well, Likinia." Luga sighed lightly, pointed to the wall not far behind him, and asked Licina, "It seems that the guards of Constantinople do not welcome our coming. ”
"They are also bewitched, these poor fellows, in the end they have been deceived, and they still think that they are sitting in a righteous thing." Likinia couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the soldiers on the city wall who were trying to resist, her expression was very lost, but she stubbornly raised her head and looked at Luga, and deliberately said to Luga: "You will definitely solve them, right?" At least for my ......"
"Maybe, Augusta." Luga shook his head slightly, he could hear the longing in Lickinia's words, the desire to return to Constantinople. He seemed to be able to understand why Liekinia was like this, and why she insisted on it again and again.
"What a woman who refuses to bow her head." Luga seemed to know so much about Lychinia, the poor woman, who saw him as a savior, as the only person to whom Theodosius could be relied upon since his death.
She did so, and it did arouse Luga's desire to protect.
In terms of appearance, Likinia is not a peerless beauty, but after all, she is a pampered princess and a high-ranking Augusta.
She aroused Luga's desire to protect, and at the same time, human desire was like Pandora's box, opened, and all the good and bad poured out, and it could not be recovered. Luga is like this, satisfying his desires with great fanfare, and then he has to inch in.
"Not bad." Leekinia continued: "I, a woman at the mercy of fate, with a grotesque vision and an unbelievable love, I used to sacrifice everything for my family and a country, and now it's time to ask for it back." No matter how rebellious it is, it doesn't matter what the thousand people refer to. ”
"But you know I'm not going to let it happen, as long as I can do something about it."
Leekinia's eyes flashed with a light, how to describe it, it may be clearly a surprise, "Is this who you really are?" Luga, oh my God, I was so surprised that I, oh, I need to calm myself down, or this surprise will suffocate me. ”
Like a child, Liekinia almost jumped around, reaching out to smooth her chest, and then gasping for air, a gust of incense caressing Luga's face.
Luga closed his eyes in pleasure, and soon, he opened his eyes as if he was facing a great enemy, looked at Licinia, and said secretly in his heart: "That's right, it's really a big rebellion." ”
"So, what do you want to do next? I feel your love, like sniffing the dew-stained flowers in the garden of the palace to please my nose, and like feeling the water in the bath to wash my whole body, happy my body and mind, yes, your love is materialized, I am always intoxicated by it, intoxicated by it. ”
This stupid woman, still like a young girl who is just beginning to fall in love, tries every means to express her love to her sweetheart, although Lujia is lukewarm on the surface, but in his heart, although such sweet words cannot be said to make him happy, but he is also very useful so that he secretly rejoices.
"I think it's time to go see your mother, Liekinia." Luga continued: "This poor old woman must be living in the hands of the rebels, and at least we should play the role of heroes to save her, and save all the innocents who are persecuted by the rebels. ”
finally found a justified and justified reason for himself in this infighting, not only fooling himself through, but also making himself ruthless and extremely determined.
"Andrew!" Luga turned and called out loudly.
"What's wrong, Luga?"
"Order the cavalry to mount and get ready for battle!"
"Why cavalry, they can't climb such a tall wall!"
"When did I tell you that cavalry had to go over the walls? Anyway, just do what I mean! ”
"Has Hermanus arrived?" Marcian stood on the city wall for a long time, feeling that his legs were a little sore, but at the moment Luga had no intention of attacking, even if he threw two stones to show his attitude, he asked the officer beside him a little impatiently.
"I've sent two heralds to urge, but they haven't come yet, do you need to urge again?"
"This damn old bastard!" Marcian roared angrily, stretched out his hand and patted the solid stone wall in front of him heavily, gritted his teeth and said indignantly: "It must be too good to him so that he has an arrogant mood, no, after this incident, I must teach this bastard a good lesson, let him taste the wrath of Basellus!" ”