At that time, the messenger bought off Marshal Erth's guards. The news was indeed very shocking - the wedding of the Norman Emperor was very grand and important. But because of the time and inaccessibility. So in places like the Near East, far away from Eastern Europe, not many people know about it. And Hülegü belongs to the stuffy type, the kind that has been in love for ten years and doesn't say a word. Therefore, they will not send people to keep an eye on this information. Therefore, he did not yet know that the Kotun of his dreams was about to have a baby at this moment.

Sad. What could be sadder in this world than such a thing? The messenger went back and told Ilhan Hulegü about it. Hülegü's whole body turned gray. He was stunned for almost an hour. All the Mongolian Nayan around them were scared. Overwhelmed and looking at each other, hoping that someone would come up with an idea.

The two Mongolian Nayan closest to Hulegu had no choice but to be forced by the gaze of a crowd, and had to use a voice not much louder than a mosquito to shout cautiously: "Great Khan, Great Khan?"

Truth be told, these two sufferers felt that this kind of work should be done by the legendary great shaman. You must be stupid when you look at the Great Khan's virtues...... How do normal people ...... As they were thinking, Hulegu over there was a spirit. Suddenly stood up. He muttered to himself, but no one knew what he was saying. I saw that he was lost for a while, confused and confused for a while, and then he pulled out his scimitar inlaid with gold and jade as if he was crazy, and slashed desperately at the air. A group of Mongolian Nayan were so frightened that they ran out. As they ran, they heard the howl of the Hulevul:

"How can this be?!!How can this be?!! how can this be!!

It seems that he has lost all his ability to speak except for this sentence. He just kept repeating it. The tone was full of disbelief, sadness, and incomprehension. It's like he said -- how could this be? in every sense.

He also once thought that the other party might marry someone else in the next few years. But it doesn't matter. He believed that the Norman emperor would have made the right judgment. The identity and usefulness of a Mongol Khan far exceeded that of any nobleman under his command. And the grassland people have a weak concept of chastity, and his grandmother was robbed and gave birth to his uncle. You see, his grandfather doesn't care, does he?

It's just that he didn't expect that there were people in this world who didn't care more than him...... So he's tragic.

Hülegü shouted like crazy, his voice was hoarse, and then he cried, like a child. Then the whites of his eyes rolled and he fainted...... The Mongolian Nayans, who were staying outside the camp, heard that there was no movement inside the camp all of a sudden. And he was bold and went in again. Immediately afterwards, I saw their great sweat lying straight on the ground, unconscious.

It scared the hell out of them. hurriedly surrounded him, as if the Viking soldiers had "cured" Egil back then, and the big-eared melon seeds were pumped in his face. If you are smarter, you go to the doctor. At this time, the level of medical care in Islam was much higher than that of Europa.

For example, a powerful country like the Ilkhanate, which occupies the base of the Nuo Dynasty, will naturally have better Islamic doctors. And Hülegü is usually as strong as a cow. At this moment, I was just too stimulated, so I fainted. It's not very difficult to treat. The doctor came over and gave him a little massage. Hülegü immediately woke up.

I saw my own sweat wake up. A group of Mongolian Nayan whispered and said that this doctor was very capable. As he spoke, Hülegü suddenly jumped up from the bed. The Mongolian Nayan was shocked again.

"Where's my knife?!" Hülegü grabbed at his waist, but didn't catch the hilt. He asked aloud. It turned out that it was because he was crazy just now and wanted to pull out a knife and cut people. While he fainted, some of the Mongol generals were interested, and put his scimitar aside.

When the Mongol generals saw him say this, there was no one who was not afraid. I was afraid that the Great Khan would go crazy again and cut them all down. That Hülegü understood for a while. Looking at the appearance of this crowd, I also know what is going on. At that time, he slapped his thigh violently: "I'm going to kill the Normans!

The Mongol generals ran away with all their hands and feet. Then he took Hülegü's scimitar. Respectfully handed it to Hülegü. This Ilhan snatched the scimitar, drew the knife out of its sheath, looked at the Damascus Seiko forging, the autumn water-like blade, the corners of his mouth were lined up, revealing an inexplicable smile, as if he had had a stroke.

The Mongol generals looked at each other, and they all felt that their Great Khan was a little chattering. In fact, it is. After being stimulated by this incident, Hülegü's mental state became very delicate. I don't know how to say this in future generations of medicine, but I have to be locked up in a mental hospital. That's all right.

But psychosis is psychosis. Hülegü didn't care. There was only one thing he cared about now, and that was to kill all the Norman troops, and then fight all the way to Krakow. Screw that emperor's head off. Snatch the woman he loves.

Under the influence of such thoughts, Hülegü, who had become extremely mentally abnormal, shouted and cursed angrily, asking his subordinates to prepare in the shortest possible time. The first thing he had to do was the 230,000 troops under the command of Field Marshal Uss on the outskirts of Jerusalem!

At the command of the Ilkhan, it stretched from Mesopotamia in the east, the Mediterranean Sea in the west, the Arabian Peninsula in the south, and Armenia in the north. His 200,000 professional troops, as well as the 100,000 armed civilians who had been temporarily conscripted and enveloped, together with more than 300,000 troops, marched mightily towards the Norman army like a dark cloud. This Ilhan had a hideous face, and his hands were bruised. Gripping the hilt of her knife tightly. just waiting to slay his enemies...... Or a rival in love?

And Marshal Ers, who got the news, did not have such rich emotional fluctuations as Ilhan. He just yelled, and then pulled all the men into preparation. Prepare to crush the entire army of the Ilkhanate in a battle. Although the opponent's troops are much more than expected. But the marshal remained firm in his belief that he would win the final victory.

(To be continued)