Under the night sky, only the bright moonlight illuminates the earth, the chirping of crickets breaks the silence of the world, and no grass or tree is as realistic as the day, and the vague and empty colors make people wake up like a dream.

A sparse voice sounded in the grass, a black figure flashed longingly, and suddenly a burst of flames emerged, the firelight illuminated the surrounding scenery, and under a dead tree stood a black-robed man, the figure with his back to him made it impossible to look at directly.

"Your Highness! I'm coming. The man who flashed in the dark shadow took off his mask, and his face blurred in the firelight was unrecognizable, but he was vaguely a samurai, and his temperament was excellent.

"My little brother went to Constantinople? Harald is in charge of the city? The black-robed man's voice came from the mask, and it had a different kind of charm.

"Yes, now this army is under the command of Harald, and His Majesty's cronies and generals have been taken away!" The tone conveyed by the voice in response is very flat, but the content that is revealed can make people shudder.

"You're doing a great job! I worked hard in the hope that I could get my father's crown in the end, but he thought that I was an illegitimate child and was not qualified for the throne, how could I be willing!

Why? I've been contributing to the empire for so many years, but I'm still not as good as a child who is only fifteen? Just because of this dishonorable origin? ”

The black-robed man gritted his teeth and said coldly, and the hatred in his words could not be cleared up by pouring out the water of the five lakes, but the heir is the orthodox heir, and it is indisputable in all ethnic groups in the East and the West.

Therefore, except for people like William the Conqueror, who created great causes, the rest of the people could only sink and degenerate and disappear in obscurity.

"Your Highness, bear with us a little longer, and when our cause is successful, you will be the supreme Augustus! You will be glorified by God's favor! ”

The words of flattery were sung in the darkness, slightly relieving the fragile self-esteem of the black-robed man, and looking at the bright moon in the sky, the light of the throne could wash away the inferiority brought by his humble origin.

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On the flat avenue, the messengers of Constantinople galloped on horseback, Lalisha was not far away, the knights were a little tired on horseback, and no one could sleep on horseback for days on end, such a life was commonplace for messengers, but it was almost there.

A string sounded in the knight's ears, and a few "hum" sounds came, and he turned his head to look into the distance in dismay, the faint arrow marks brought a white light, and he didn't give him time to react in the blink of an eye, and the "poof" penetrated through his body.

"Ugh!" The knight's breastplate was pierced with several arrows, blood flowed down the breach, and he fell on the horse's back with a muttering in his mouth, and soon fell off the saddle, leaving only the lone horse to run alone.

"This is the second wave of messengers! Looks like it's going to be sooner! His Highness is also a little impatient to wait, this is about the best opportunity, we need this army! ”

The masked samurai straightened up from behind a raised hill on the hillside, his words indifferent and merciless, but revealing a little murderous intent, and even though the June sun was blazing, the chill was chilling in the hearts of the rest.

"Your Excellency, don't worry, we have hosted a banquet for several officers, and now they are all a little wavering after hearing the news of the emperor's possible death, this is the best time!"

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In one of Lalisha's mansions, which had already been the headquarters of the Roman legions, many high-ranking officers were of course arranged to live in the city, and the privileges were only enjoyed by those in high positions.

A table of banquets is being held, and the person presiding over this banquet is the emperor's attendant military attache Riddle, and the emperor went back to quell the rebellion without him, which made many people a little puzzled, but as the emperor's cronies, he is naturally not something that the people below can discuss.

"My lord, you have invited so many colleagues to drink together at the banquet, and everyone has some questions for you today? Can you help us with any questions? A junior officer hurried up and poured a full wine for Riddle, who was in the main seat, and did it first as a respect.

"You say?"

Riddle put down his wine glass and looked at him playfully, several officers next to him couldn't help but change color, what does this mean, the barracks have not been peaceful recently, and the soldiers are all holding a string, and now this person still has something to ask questions!

"Is His Majesty the Emperor okay in Constantinople now? The future of the brothers is on His Majesty, and I originally thought that I would be rewarded by His Majesty if I won a big victory! ”

The officer squeezed his eyebrows, but the words he said made the hearts of the uninformed people around him feel cold, there is no good banquet today!

The two of them didn't collude to say that no one believed it, and several officers had already quietly gone to the door, and the silence outside the door was terrifying!

"Your Majesty! He! He ...... "Riddle choked back tears and couldn't stop flowing down, his sad appearance almost made everyone's hearts sink, the emperor cut off the news, and the attendant military attache returned this attitude, not good!

"This, could it be that something happened to Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty was seriously injured during the counterinsurgency process, and now someone in Constantinople has blocked the news!"

Riddle wiped away a handful of tears, but made the people around him a little depressed, this time to quell the Bulgarian rebellion, the emperor had promised to open the treasury for them to obtain treasures, and they could also receive the land, but what if the emperor died?

"I am deeply saddened by the dying of Your Majesty, but I don't know what the future of the soldiers will be!" Riddle admits that he has no clue in his heart, which makes some people who don't know the truth feel that it is in trouble.

"We need a new emperor, a purple-robed nobleman of the Komnenos family to keep us rich!" The sound from the banquet made the officers fall silent for a moment.

Several officers who had long felt that something was wrong reached out to touch the saber at their waist, but they felt empty, and the alcohol immediately dissipated.

They remembered at once that they had disarmed early, and they were now unarmed, and they all fell silent, but they looked at Riddle with unkind eyes.

"Who dares to talk nonsense! His Majesty the Emperor is just a temporary news cutoff, and you want to rebel when you say so! Sigurt had a straight temper, and although he didn't have a weapon, he stood up and shook his body, which made a few people with evil intentions dare not move.

"Everyone, please don't be impatient, I happen to have a purple-robed blood here that I want to introduce to you!" Riddle tore his face, ignoring Sigur Tieqing's face, and directly clapped his hands vigorously.

A nobleman in fine costume walked in, with a generous demeanor that was very much like the appearance of the first emperor Manuel when he was alive, more like his father than Alexios.

However, the officers present are all battle-hardened figures, with quick minds, and how can they easily succumb to the emperor's favor, but it is also very difficult for them to come forward, so except for Sigurg's generous speech, the rest of them are silent.

"Allow me to introduce you, Alexei Komunen, the eldest son of the Emperor and the best heir to the throne!" Riddle bent down to give a deep salute, and the royal majesty was the perfect foil.

The people in the banquet looked at each other, it was really a good feast, how could this be good?