After the turmoil, Constantinople finally gradually entered a calm, in Asia Minor, the Byzantine army was still triumphant, but the citizens of New Rome turned their attention to production, this time the land incident, the Byzantine royal family almost emptied the inventory of various noble landowners, and the guild wanted to quickly fill the empty warehouses. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

In the middle of July, it is a rare dry and sunny time in the Mediterranean climate, when apples, olives, grapes, etc. in the orchards are almost ripe, and the wheat in the fields is about to grow.

As for the faith, the great Christian revolt did not wait for the army to act, but it actually disintegrated itself, Peter I was still in the presence of his patriarch, and Paul, gradually began to fade out of the public eye, things developed as the patriarch expected, the public was forgetful, and in a few months, Paul would rot in Galatacastle and no longer be a threat.

Even, the emperor's imperial drive had already turned, and this time by land, while inspecting the northern territory of the empire, while Constans was also using the newly acquired money to plan to raise troops, as for the move of the capital, no one mentioned it anymore.

Things all seem to be moving in a good direction.

After more than ten days of calm, just when Hou Jie and his entourage were drinking the newly sweet grape juice in the newly built small hotel, they were caught off guard, and another group of knights ran into the streets of Constantinople with red flags, but this time the knights were scarred, even the flags they were holding were full of holes, and there was even a knight with an Arab desert arrow stuck in his back.

The voice was full of tears.

"The Battle of Iron Bridge was defeated, the imperial army was wiped out, General Lewis was killed, and the Arab barbarians made a comeback!"

The horse's hooves of the messenger swept through the streets of Byzantium, and everywhere they went, the rich and the poor, the clergy, the officials, and the soldiers, all froze.

In a matter of quarters of an hour, it was as if the prosperous city of Constantinople had died.

In the Grand Palace, the remnants of the Senate gathered here were also as silent as death, except for the voice of the messenger who knelt on the ground and kept telling the battle in a crying voice, there was not even a sound of breathing.

"On that day, General Lewis marched to Anatolia, Phrygia pursued the enemy Ko Abdarrah, the general met the enemy in three formations, and the Arab barbarians were already crushed from the mountains, when the desert cavalry, which had as many as 20,000 horsemen, suddenly arrived, and took advantage of the disorganized formation of our army to cut in from the right flank and implement a counter-encirclement of our army."

"On that day, arrows rained down from all directions, and General Lewis led his troops to form a phalanx to fight, but the enemy was several times larger than ours, and finally died on the Phrygian plateau, and our army was scattered and routed, and the dead were lost, and less than a thousand men fled back to Caesarea......"

The messenger cried about the tragic situation of the battle, but the elders present no longer had the heart to care about how tragic the soldiers died in battle, a very realistic problem, the 30,000 troops were gone, Caesarea and Ephosa were already an empty city, there were no soldiers to defend, and Constantinople only had more than 10,000 people left in the city guard and its nearby military districts, and what was even worse was that most of the fleets built by the arch defense of the Golden Horn were taken away by Emperor Constans.

Whether by land or sea, Constantinople was at an absolute disadvantage.

This time, no one proposed to follow the emperor to move the capital, most of their money was recovered from the land, and even when they arrived in Rome, they were poor and could not stand on their feet, and there was no other way than to fight to the death.

"Didn't Your Majesty use that tax money to recruit some new troops in Macedonia and Thrace, go out of the treasury to buy the Bulgarians in the north, gather New Rome, Macedonian mercenaries and Your Majesty's personal bodyguard, it is not without the strength of a battle, New Rome is an unfallen city retained by the ancestors, and it is an absolute fortress against the barbarians, even if Your Majesty moves the capital, this place should not be abandoned."

There was a deathly silence for a long time, and Leonti trembled with the flesh on his face, like a pug, and narrated gloomily, and the eyes of more than two hundred senators also tilted together, and fell on Leo, the consul and general who sat on the throne of Constans and guarded the place.

"I will write back to Your Majesty for instructions, and you should also prepare, perhaps you need to recruit the children of your families to enlist in the army with civilian tenant farmers."

Almost everyone nodded, for the first time in hundreds of years, the Senate passed a resolution so neatly, and in silence, each senator urged their heads to withdraw from the Senate, and under the continuous toss, they had been forced to die with Constantinople.

However, things did not develop as the elders of the same enemy had hoped, and for several days in a row, bad news continued to come, the towns that had been regained with great difficulty continued to fall, the Arabs approached Constantinople at an astonishing speed, and even Caesarea, across the sea from Constantinople, finally fell, and the naval base on Rhodes Island was surrounded by Arab fleets, and the Byzantines really felt the cold of war under their noses.

But their emperor made Constantinople feel the most complete despair, and when he learned of the defeat in Asia Minor, Emperor Constans turned around and left again, and set foot on the ship to Rome with an army of nearly 80,000 troops.

The mighty city of Constantinople was already filled with restlessness as if it had passed through a powder keg, and it only took a spark to cause a roaring explosion.

"No, you can't move away, it's Constantinople!"

The sound of the riot spread on a large scale in the streets, and at the entrance of the palace, tens of thousands of nobles and commoners stood in the way, and the originally personable aristocratic senators tore through their once peaceful faces, and the beasts shouted and tore for the city guards to move the treasury back, and the stones fluttered, and the helmets of the Byzantine heavy cavalry who were thrown out to fight rattled.

In the face of so many obstacles, for the first time, the most elite Byzantine guards of the Iron and Blood City, the royal guards became shrunk, and the carts carrying the gold coin boxes were uncertain, on the one hand, the suppressed anger made them feel chills, and on the other hand, their home was also in Constantinople!

It was not only the aristocracy that revolted, but Constantinople had 500,000 inhabitants, and even if they fled with the emperor, there were still 400,000 who had nowhere to escape, and the shadow of the arrest of the Saint Paul once again came to mind, and countless Christians roared angrily and blocked the Hagia Sophia for the Patriarch to release Paul.

At the time of the Saints Paul, the empire was clearly about to be victorious, and as soon as the saints were captured, the army collapsed, and this was not the divine punishment of the Lord?

The originally sacred Sophia Cathedral ushered in unprecedented blasphemy and insults, the garbage thrown by the surrounding people, the surface of the church hit by stones was full of holes, and the crackling sound frightened the priests and lords who were originally high, and the siege lasted for a full day, and in the evening, Archbishop Tom finally went out in fear under the protection of the shield.

"Catholics, stop besieging again, the Patriarch has already run to Rome, and this seat has no right to release Bishop Paul!"

The crying shout really made the crowd of people nearby quiet for a moment, and the next second, the stone garbage like a flash flood bombarded again, and Archbishop Tom retreated to the church in embarrassment.

Behind such a chaotic scene, Hou Jie, Li Quan, and Wu Yuanqing were holding their arms and watching all this coldly, and a faint mocking smile rippled at the corner of Hou Jie's mouth, seeing that a cult knight was piled up alive by the rocks because he was walking slowly, and the sneer expanded even more.

All the previous tossing arrangements were for this moment, the faith picked up Paul, angered the believers in Constantinople, and emptied the medicine bags of the Constantinople nobles in terms of wealth, the reason why the Arabs suddenly retreated, it was also planned by Hou Jie, rich Mesopotamia, the province of Persis was supported by the Umayyad dynasty of Muawiya, where the Shiite announcement naturally dragged the Arab army back.

However, to usurp the throne to the position of caliph now, Muawiyah's wrist is certainly not covered, and the Shiites, who are closely relying on 100,000 dinars to buy the barbarian mercenary army, were defeated by the partial division that returned to the division in a few days, and the Arab Empire, which returned to the battlefield, naturally easily cleaned up the stupid and lone Byzantine army, and also smashed the bubble dream of peace in Constantinople.

Standing high up, looking at the chaos in Constantinople, Hou Jie finally nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and ordered his subordinates: "Li Duwei, Uncle Wuguo, hasn't the patriarch Leonti been begging our Fujian country for help?" It's time to engage with them. ”

"Ma Barbisi, the time has come to save your master, use your connections, tell those crazy people below, instead of expecting the Byzantine officials to release them, it is better to rely on yourself to rescue, organize, and capture Galatai Fort."

Nodding solemnly with excitement, the few people who were named quickly dispersed, still looking at the chaotic scene in front of him with an intoxicated face, Hou Jie suddenly laughed, smiled and patted his thigh and roared wildly: "The ambition of the King of Min is about to be realized in Byzantium, all this is what you want to see, hahahaha!" ”

"At this juncture, don't you have a choice?" After laughing for a moment, Hou Jie suddenly turned his head, staring at the old mercenary Berennis, who had been standing behind him with bloodshot eyes, and the sudden devil-like eyes made the old mercenary couldn't help but take half a step back, and then he settled down and asked in a dull voice.

"General, are you really sure you can save the Eastern Roman Empire?"

"Anyway, you don't care who the emperor is on your head?" Shrugged his shoulders meaningfully, Hou Jie smiled like a devil, causing the old mercenary to swallow his saliva again......