Constantinople, the capital of the Eastern Roman Empire, has been the economic and cultural center of Europe for nearly a thousand years, with a constant stream of merchants, a splendid culture and art.

Today, Constantinople opened its gates early, and Harald, the commander of the Varangian Guard, led his troops from the palace in a neat line, and then opened to the gates, and stood guard all the way to the gates.

The citizens looked up and saw the armoured warriors of the north from the palace to the city gates, and these brave warriors stood on both sides of the street, their swords and shields standing on the ground.

The townspeople talked in private, and the owner of the tailor shop looked at the Viking warrior in armor and said to a few regular customers in the shop: "I can see clearly, it is the Varangian Guard preparing for the welcome ceremony, but I don't know who is going into the city?" ”

"Old Waleed, your son Lucas didn't serve in the Guards, why don't you know the news?" Waleed's regular asked suspiciously.

"I have long been sent to the outer city, and since the news of the emperor's injury came out, it has been martial law for twelve days, and I don't know if I want to change the new emperor!"

Waleed whispered that the change of Roman emperors was so frequent and common that the citizens of Constantinople would not be a little surprised if Harald betrayed the current royal family, but they were worried about whether the new emperor would raise taxes.

"Look, there's a cavalry team coming in, who's the one at the front?" A regular customer next to him had already looked outside.

The knights of the preceding wore crowns and priceless jewels, purple robes, and white horses under their crotches walked the streets with a sound of sound.

Some of the well-informed citizens of Constantinople had already fallen to their knees, and the rest of the people did not know who it was, since the king was so young, it could only be the rumored assassination of Emperor Alexios.

When the news of the Emperor's march into Constantinople with a large army spread throughout the city, everyone was in disbelief that the rumored assassination of the Emperor was not only okay, but also crossed the sea to destroy the rebellious Andronica, and all the nobles who were ready to take a slice of the Komnenos after the fall of the Komnenos were shocked.

The bewildered nobles searched in vain for new information, but the army that had just entered the city quickly blocked the road from the outer city to the inner city.

Fear began to grapple over them, but there was no escape, and many began to regret their mistakes.

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The lavish Royal Palace sits on the highest hill in Constantinople, and its marble architecture is even more spectacular against the golden sunlight and the azure sea.

This is the heart of the Empire, where the Empire's cobweb-dense post roads stretch out, and messengers travel the roads of the various inns, carrying the royal edicts.

Emperor Constantine himself laid out the blueprint for this majestic and impregnable city, which laid the foundation for the immortal empire and splendid civilization of the new Roman city for the next thousand years.

When the edict entered the palace with small steps, the nobles and bureaucrats who met the emperor entered the palace hall, and still unconsciously bowed down to this sacred hall.

Alexios sat on the throne, the holy and luxurious Roman Empire's pure gold throne was surrounded by golden lions roaring, jade trees were singing golden birds, and the seat was slowly rising with fragrant clouds, which could not be described as undignified.

However, under the throne is half of the emperor's blood, the struggle for imperial power is cruel and bloody, the frequency of palace coups is terrifying, on average there are at least two palace coups during the reign of each emperor, and those who are directly executed are still merciful, and the worst are directly made into human beings.

Alexios knew that in the chaos of the Empire, if he could not establish a system of iron and blood and make these dissidents submit to him, he would be the next to fall under the throne.

"All of you are here!"

"Your Majesty, except for the generals who are serving in other places, the patriarchs of the various families and all the important officials in the capital are already here, four hundred and fifty-two." The little eunuch Li Xini responded respectfully to the emperor's words.

"Then this time the Great Hajj will be on the agenda!" The Emperor didn't intend to drag it out any longer, it was time to make a decision.

"Bring it on!"

As the emperor's words fell, two men with black cloth heads were dragged up to the main hall by the guards. The two men froze on the ground, embarrassed.

At the moment when the hood was removed, there was an exclamation among the ministers below: "It's Isaac Angelos and Alexios Angelos!" Why are the two brothers here? ”

"Read it out!" The emperor looked at the commotion in the palace, was unmoved, and directly ordered Licinius to read out the verdict.

When Licinius finished reading the verdict, including the news that Andronika had been killed and that the rebels had been wiped out, the faces of several ministers who had already looked wrong had begun to turn pale.

Alexios looked at his ministers and felt frustrated, any monarch who could do anything would think about how to unite the majority and fight a small hand, but these nobles, as vested interests, did not want to defend the Roman Empire, but in the midst of the court struggle, then there was little to hesitate.

It's just that the court struggles of the Roman Empire have always been limited to the emperor personally, and the blows to the former royal family and the great nobles are generally limited to one branch of the family, but today let them know the real cruelty and ruthlessness!

Alexios clapped his hands, and a large number of armored warriors poured into the outside of the main hall, led by Harald, this northerner walked into the patriarch of the Ducas family with a cruel smile at this time, and cracked his mouth and smiled: "My lord, I'm sorry!" ”

"No, no, no, Your Majesty the Emperor, please forgive me and give me another chance!" The terrible screams echoed inside and outside the main hall, and the same patriarch of the Paleoleg family also cried and begged the emperor for mercy, and thirty-six members of the great nobles, including Laskalis, Angelos and other famous nobles, were among those who were punished.

The emperor's expression was as hard as an eternal Arctic glacier, without a little change, and the great nobles who were dragged outside were silent after a while, and there was no sound in the hall, dripping water could be heard, and the silence was terrible.

Theodosius, the Patriarch of the Orthodox Church, trembled and looked at the emperor sitting upright, his eyes were irrepressibly fearful, even Emperor Basil II was not as cruel and ruthless as this Emperor Alexios, was this man really the Roman emperor he embraced......

The only thing that didn't show any fluctuation in the audience was probably the naval commander Duilius, the old marshal knew that the crimes he had committed could make the emperor find an opportunity to execute him at any time, since he was still standing in the hall, it meant that the emperor still needed him.

Duilius did not know much about the art of slapping horses, but out of the idea of making meritorious deeds, he took the lead and knelt down again, shouting long live: "Long live the supreme Roman emperor!" ”

At the moment when Duilius knelt down, the rest of the important ministers also knelt down and sang the praises of the emperor's fame.

Alexios looked into the distance, the sky outside was clear, the sun shining on the land was refreshing, and Rome began to break free.

A Caesar will come to the kingdom of heaven blessed by Christ, and this world will carry forward the world, and the empire will last forever.