On the Black Sea, the Imperial fleet rode the wind and waves, moving quickly.

Inside the flagship, Khayyyam unfolded a map and hung it on the wall, revealing all of Anatolia.

The Imperial Army's crusade to the east gathered stars, including new stars such as Shishman and Lazar.

"Can we begin?"

"Everyone is here!"

"Let's get started!"

"Samsun!"

The Imperial officers all focused their eyes on the spot where Hayyam was pointing.

"Ankara!"

Khayyam pressed his thumb to Samsun and his index finger to Ankara.

"Nine days ago, His Majesty the Emperor sent a battle report from Bursa, and the main force of the Roma army of more than 30,000 arrived in the city."

"But there are at least more than 20,000 troops among them!"

Arslan, this cunning fox!

The Imperial generals present had solemn faces, and the defeat of the former emperor at Myreo Sefalon was a lesson for them.

"The main forces of the Imperial Army are now at sea, and the Roma Army will not know our movements so quickly."

"So that means that the coastal line from Trabzon to Samsun is now our use?"

"Not bad!"

"There is no trace of the Roma army in the detectives' reports, even as far as Ankara."

"There is also good news, the empire and Armenia have formed an alliance!"

As soon as these words came out, all the imperial officers whispered.

An alien general like Khayyam may not be aware of it, but the Greek-born Shishman was stunned when he heard this.

"The empire really resolved the enmity with the Armenians, who did it?"

"Your Majesty the Emperor?"

"Really?"

"Hmm!"

"And our attack this time?"

"Feint!"

"By order of His Majesty the Emperor, we will land in Amasra."

"After that, the target of the attack is free to choose."

"All we have to do is to hoist the Turkic reserve army and lure them away from Konya."

"The Armenians will launch an offensive, storm Konya, and make the infidel capital bleed!"

"What if they weren't fooled?"

Shishman questioned that the Turkic monarchs were not so easy to take the bait.

"Then we are the main attack!"

"All the way south, enter Konya, and cut off Arslan's back road!"

Khayyam's eyes were firm, and his tone was unquestionable, with murderous intent.

All the officers of the Imperial Army understood that this was the best strategy of the Empire.

"Whether our allies will make a move or not, remember!"

"We are the patron saints of the Empire!"

"Long live the Empire!"

All the officers stood up and shouted.

The morale is good, and some of this battle is fought!

Khayyam pressed the hilt of his sword, and he couldn't wait to collide with the Roma army.

The Imperial soldiers present were all excited.

I have never seen the iron hooves of the Turks, like newborn calves.

Unlike the First Army of the Imperial Army, these soldiers had no fear, and their bloodthirsty and violent side was undoubtedly revealed.

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Facing the sea breeze, Khayyam stood at the bow of the ship, and to be honest, even after all this time, he was still not used to riding a boat.

Even if there is no wind and waves on the Black Sea now, he will not be able to adapt to it.

"Your Excellency!"

Shishman came from behind, and Khayyam was a little unfamiliar with the new star of the Empire.

In fact, he doesn't know most of the main officers of the current Imperial Army.

When these people are together, he is not sure whether they can exert ten percent of their combat power.

However, this man is a soldier who has experienced the famous battle of the Sarssaloniki Guard, and he should not be a flashy Greek.

"His Majesty the Emperor's strategy, what do you think?"

"The classic Heraclius tactic, His Majesty Alexios seems to like to use."

"Regardless of it, break through a little and attack the enemy's heart, it is very practical and dangerous!"

"Heraclius tactics, have you heard of them?"

Shishman was impressed, and this alien general knew the history of the empire well.

"I'm a Turk, but not all Turks are barbarians."

"Heraclius, who regained the true cross, is the pride of Christendom."

"Although he failed, no one can erase his merits."

"Yes, he brilliantly defeated the Persians, the Empire's long-cherished enemies for hundreds of years, but it's a pity."

"The Saracen invasion was his bad luck, and the Lord did not protect him!"

When a hero is full of ambition and ready to show his strength on the stage of history.

only to encounter another even greater hero.

In the end, I had to watch my life's work go down the drain.

How painful it is!

The Eastern Roman Emperor Heraclius must have understood this.

Ordered to save the empire from fire and water in times of crisis.

In the face of the attack of Sassanid Persia, Heraclius ignored the enemy's attack, went deep alone, smashed the enemy capital, was invincible, attacked everything, and laid the victory.

The empire goes to a great enemy!

Just as he was about to make a big move, he ran into an almost invincible pagan prophet.

Invincible, irresistible, the territory of the empire, large areas shrinking, for hundreds of years, have not been recovered.

The heroes of the empire became defeated, and they were lonely and entrenched in the imperial capital, and they could no longer look back at the eastern land.

How desperate!

Speaking of such a heroic figure, Shishman couldn't help but sigh.

However, the current supreme of the empire is no less impressive, and he trusts that the emperor will lead them to victory.

These are the long rivers of history, like dust, which have long been settled, and we must look at the present.

Shishman, a man who had experienced the brutality of war, was skeptical of everything.

Just as he cherishes all his subordinates, he will not easily throw them into the battlefield that he does not grasp.

The Imperial General wanted to see if the alien commander had the courage to lead the Fourth Legion.

"I don't trust the Armenians very much, what if they don't keep their promises?"

"Then don't think about it, the main force of the Imperial Army is all here, and we will smash the little shells of the Sultan of Rûm like a hammer."

"The Seljuks will once again recall the horrors of being dominated by the Imperial Army!"

"Without mercy, without mercy, all the places we pass are scorched to earth."

So said the Turkic general Khayyam.

Shishman was blown by the sea breeze and calmed down.

To be honest, he didn't trust the alien general at first, but he had no right to ignore the emperor's decision.

Under the orders of the Supreme of the Empire, Khayyam served as the commander of the Crusade Army.

30,000 elite soldiers of the Imperial Army were handed over to this alien general.

At that time, Shishman was surprised, and he thought it would be Theodosius.

But now he has changed, a very good soldier, with a certain amount of insight and rare tactical literacy.

And they can recognize the value of the Imperial Army, and they will not rely too much on their allies.

"Then everything is up to you!"

The sentence was very light, the sea breeze howled, and it was imperceptible, but Khayyam's lips opened and closed, and he answered.

"Hmm!"

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Amasra greeted the arrival of the Imperial Army, vast and endless.

The people of the empire who stayed behind were most enthusiastic about the arrival of the imperial army.

"Imperial Army!"

"Hooray!"

"It's not like we're going to the battlefield, it's like we've just won!"

Shishman laughed at himself, and the commander of the Imperial Army, Khayyam, waved his hand to bring condolences to the people of the Empire.

"Maintain a good image of the Imperial Army!"

"And send people to maintain military discipline!"

"His Majesty the Emperor has very high requirements for the Imperial Army!"

The main forces of the Imperial Army entered Anatolia.