Chapter Thirty-Seven: The battlefield is proud, and the love field is also proud
November 22, 1014. Finally finally ...... Ignoring the Mongols who swarmed east of the Ural Mountains, and ignoring the response of the current Great Khan of the Middle East, Hulegu, the brother of the current Great Khan, the current Great Khan of the Ilkhanate. Ignoring General Winder, who was desperately fighting for his life in the Kazan region, and ignoring General Erth, who was about to hang up in Egypt. All is disregarded in the case. The Norman siege of Constantinople is finally coming to an end!
After spending tens of thousands of lives, millions of Norman gold, and hundreds of millions of grain baggage, a forest was cut down to make siege machinery. But in the end, it was a victory!
Stand on top of the walls of Constantinople and watch your own armies swarm through the gaps in the walls. Screams and hideous laughter were endless. The corners of Egil's mouth turned up, too, revealing a cheerful, nervous smile.
In the final siege, the Greeks were particularly tough. The shadows of the Spartans of thousands of years ago can be faintly seen in their bodies. Men and women, young and old, all fought for their lives. In the face of the brutal army of the Norman Empire, they showed no fear - but in the end, these people still died. Constantinople still fell. The final fate of these people may be written in a few hundred years by some idle literati who are pained by poetry, operas, or novels. But now, no one cares about their fate at all.
"It's finally over. Nearly half a year of siege nightmares. What is this? The last elegy of the Greeks?"
Emperor of the Normans. Egil, now the greatest empire in the Western world, retracts his demon sword into its sheath. While talking to himself, he rested a little against a slightly dilapidated castle tower. He subconsciously kicked away the head of a hideous, dead-looking Greek, and then was a little distracted when he saw what was out underneath.
Egil then picked it up, and after careful identification, determined that it was part of the tip of a broken spear. At the same time, a message came from the system, telling him that this seemingly inconspicuous object was actually part of the spear used by St. George when he slain the dragon, one of the sacred relics collected by the Greeks.
When the Norman offensive was so fierce that the Greeks could barely withstand it. In the Hagia Sophia, the ecumenical patriarch Sergius II came forward and carried all the holy relics enshrined in the large and small churches of the city to the city one by one to inspire people. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why these citizens were able to burst out with such strong courage and combat effectiveness at the last moment. Isn't there a saying that the power of faith transcends all logic. Rationale and feeling.
If he could, Egil would also like his empire to have some right beliefs. For example, it's good to believe in yourself. If you could, it would be a good idea to drive Jesus out or something, and move your own sculpture into the church. Although it is basically impossible to achieve. But take a step back and be born sanctified. In the future, when people talk about themselves, they will add a dot in front of their name. How nice you say it would be.
This is despite the power of faith, especially in the Middle Ages, a time when science was not flourishing. But this still does not change the fact that the Eastern Roman Empire fell. The same applies to unscientific methods, which is called the Mandate of Heaven. Egil is destiny. Even if the Eastern Roman Empire had the divine blessing of the heavens, it could not change the fate of the Norman dynasty and the destruction of Rome. Constantinople was finally captured by the Norman army.
"It's over. We will continue to fight in the future, but at least this time. We've won. Egil said to himself as he played with the half of the spearhead in his hand. Then I casually threw away this very valuable and rare thing like garbage. After that, he strode towards the city.
Flames were everywhere in the city, and every house was breached. Whether it was an ordinary citizen or an aristocratic tycoon, the Norman military was treated equally. Grab a good light. Although the emperor had already instructed not to kill, the woman had to give money. But if anyone dared to resist, then the Normans could still slash them down. As for the woman's money, that one is even more speechless. Anyway, the money was stolen from the woman's house.
In this way, the whole of Constantinople was shrouded in a miasma. There are only two places, the Hagia Sophia, and the Holy Palace of Constantine. Because of Egil's orders, they were not looted. Even the Norman army did not go in and took control of these two places.
So much so that many Greeks later fled to these two places to seek refuge. The Norman army didn't care. This gave them a delusion. The stupid Greeks, who were originally just a group of lost dogs, thought they could continue to resist after they were safe. So these two places, the Hagia Sophia and the Grand Palace of Constantine. It became their base.
"There really is everyone in this world. After hearing such a thing, Egil felt a little crying and laughing. Don't be rough with those two places. It was the value of the place, the various works of art, the religious relics and the value of the building itself. These are all priceless treasures. Egil wanted to keep it for his own enjoyment. At the same time, it is also so that after the war, he can have a well-preserved place to hold a wedding with Lilianu. And a coronation ceremony was held to prove that he had obtained the right to inherit the Roman Empire.
However, there are such blind people in this world, and you see that the situation has reached this point now. It's time to resign yourself to your fate. Even if you don't accept your fate. He should also flee Constantinople and go to the Nicaea region to think about recovering his country. How can you still stay here for yourself, and at the same time for the great Norman Emperor to feel uncomfortable.
Originally, the emperor wanted to enter Constantinople after the situation stabilized. But since there is such a problem. Then the emperor naturally could not wait any longer. That's why Egil is here. He will observe. Assess the situation and see if you can convince the Greeks entrenched in the Hagia Sophia and in the palace of Constantine to surrender automatically.
However, the Norman Emperor was greeted by a flurry of arrows.
"We will not give in!
After hearing such a spine-hearted declaration of the defeat of the remnants of the Greek army in the palace, the smile on the corner of Egil's mouth disappeared.
Meanwhile.
When the emperor was angry. Large artillery was dispatched, as well as hundreds of pounds of heavenly flame oil and catapults. When it was time to prepare the entire Grand Palace of Constantine to be burned. In the outer city of Constantinople, it was a square that had been carved out as a military camp for the Norman Empire. In the far corner, in a heavily guarded tent, a restless Lilianu was imprisoned. And next to Lilianu, Sonia looked at her like a sculpture without saying a word, not moving.
"Speaking of which, I've met you before, your name is Sonya, isn't it?"
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"Are you very skilled? The man sent you to spy on me?"
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"Don't you feel tired after standing for so long?"
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Lilianu tried to woo Sonya, but so far the two had not been able to communicate even the slightest. No matter what Lilianu said, Sonia was silent. This made Lilianu feel very disappointed. She had also wanted to try, secretly assaulting Sonia and running away. But her proud skills were like a joke in front of the world's number one assassin. After being ruthlessly beaten by Sonya, Lilianu had to give up the idea of escaping.
But this is not the way to go. At the very least, we can get some useful information out of Sonya. Lilianu took a step back and a step back. In the end, however, no information came out. Let coercion and temptation be. Sonia didn't say a word like a sculpture, which left Lilianu helpless.
It's just that, although she didn't speak, Lilianu could still see something from Sonya's indifferent eyes: "Don't dream, obediently whitewash, just wait for Egil to come and ravage you." You'll be like this for the rest of your life, and there's no hope. β
That's it, such a look made Lilianu feel like pins and needles. Especially every day, every day. Huge vasks of milk and lemons were brought in. Then she was going to take a milk bath under Sonya's semi-forced service, and she peeled lemons into it while she washed and Sonya beside her. That's when the feeling is unusually strong.
Indeed, Lilianu also contemplated suicide several times. The most creative time was when she wanted to drown herself with milk while bathing. However, as we all know, no matter how hard you try, you can't suffocate yourself to death alone. So Lilianu's suicide plan failed spectacularly. It was the act of soaking her face in milk that inspired Sonya, so every day in the shower, Sonia would force Lilianu to press her head into the milk for thirty seconds. Forced to pull her out again. This is repeated dozens of times...... After a few daysβmore than two months or nearly three months to be exact, Lilianu felt uncomfortable seeing Sonia again. Although she didn't want to admit it, she was really afraid of this bloodless and tearless faceless killer. Lilianu, whose skin was washed and tender, had no choice but to resign herself to marrying Egil......
(To be continued)