"Well, let them come...... No, wait. Patting his cheek, Modra III suddenly felt a little funny, and looked at the ministers below with emotion: "I...... Old?"

"My great Sultan, how can you say that?"

"Haha...... Sultan?——Oh no, no, no, Sultan, your woman won't allow you to say that!"

"My great Sultan, am I already a necromancer when you are old?——"

A group of ministers laughed and denied the forty-first ...... No, the [old] Sultan who has already spent his forty-second birthday in this battle. Anyway, the average life expectancy of people in these years is no more than 30 years old, and those who can survive are people who are in good health, eat deliciously, and have really good luck. After all, colds can induce this and that, and people who can only live under various hanging bottles and vaccines in contemporary medical conditions cannot imagine the health conditions at that time.

"Hehehehe......" Of course, he felt very good after being patted on the back, but Modra III sighed at this time: "I...... It was also my father's 'then' age – honestly for my great father...... I don't know much. He...... He has strong arms, defeats the enemy army in a strategic way, but never hugs me. He...... The possessor has eagle-like keen eyes and an insight into our great future that will rule the world. But these eyes never looked at me gently...... He may never know how much I love him...... Or, he knows, because he and I are both fathers. ”

Modra III's emotion made the older male generals and ministers feel emotional, but the young people did not care.

"My heart was so eager to kiss the earth he had trodden on, and I did. My heart is so eager to conquer what he wants, and now I can't wait to build a world empire!!"

Speaking of his father, he also mentioned the great conquest he was going to do now. Modra III couldn't help but be a little excited, and he stood up abruptly, and he said excitedly, "I think it's time to humiliate those poor fellows. ”

"Oh, Sultan?" The court official next to him was the first to react, and he had a slight question: "My Sultan, you ...... Any orders?"

"Send conditions to the city, conditions for a ceasefire. Modra III smiled playfully, rubbing his fingers lightly and slowly on his cheeks, and said, "Constantinople...... I can wait a few years to 'take' it again, and now I want to remove the siege. Let them hand over an heir, and each of the five 'capitals' must have an heir. And then...... Give me 10,000,000 gold coins, and I want Imperial gold coins. Well, the Greek peninsula is also mine - these conditions promised me, and I will withdraw my troops. ”

"Sultan...... Everything else is easy to say. This 10 million gold coins...... Who would have the money unless they sold Constantinople? and even if they did, they wouldn't be able to scrape it together for a while—"

The ministers on the side seemed to be a little harsh on this mentions.

This made Modra III slightly upset - because it was his temptation. He was testing who wanted to back down, and those who didn't want to fight would really support peace. Now it seems that the ministers are not very thoughtful about attacking.

Suddenly, he felt a cramp in his heart - the imperial doctor said that he needed to rest because of overwork, but now is the time to rest? He frowned and covered his chest with his hand, and said with a faint smile: "I said humiliating them - I know they can't take out the money." I used to just practice my hands, but now I have to do it in earnest! The reason why I can't beat it is because of various reasons. Don't worry, Constantinople is mine, and I even have a name. When this battle is over, I will call it Istanbul—— now call my imperial doctors. ”

- This world -

This meeting blew again.

Anyway, Cybertron and the Slavs, a pair of factions that originally had a grudge (they started fighting on the first day of meeting), are now united, because they both refuse to be cannon fodder.

Of course, it is too much to say that they are Slavs, because there are indeed many Slavs among them, and they can be said to be the largest ethnic group. It has an absolute advantage compared to other races, but ...... They accounted for only forty percent of the Cossacks this time. Although there are fewer other minorities, what Tatars and the like, there are more monsters. Although only 10% of the largest and only a few were photographed, it is said that more than 170 ethnic groups took part in the Cossack expedition - but these minorities together were more numerous than the main Slavs.

That's the problem - Cybertron found that the nomadic habits of these Slavs were still very strict, even more backward than some of his own tribe's habits, and could even be called "weird" and "bad habits". At least...... At the very least, their own tribe doesn't engage in live sacrifices, right? Even if they do, they are prisoners of war, because they are used to kill the sacrificial flags against the anger of the heavens. And there have been no major tribal wars in the last few hundred years, where is there still a living sacrifice?

Cybertron returned to his camp and gathered a group of courtiers for a meeting. Discuss the question of why these bastards always let themselves carry the black pot.

"Well, that's the problem. Cybertron told everyone about the two times he was cheated, the first time Andrei III asked him to meet alone, and the second time he had a meeting: "Why do you think he is looking for me?

"Uh......"

In exchange for the silence of the courtiers, a few of them even hung their heads on the ground, as if they could find some gold from the ground.

"Raise your heads! I said you bully people, don't you?" Cybertron suddenly felt that his self-esteem had been severely hit, and he had been living in the world for a while, why did he force himself so hard? "You pat my conscience and say! As my courtiers, are they all ......?"

"Cyber, I don't think I really can blame them for this-" Denissa, who had never spoken up on such occasions, suddenly said. This made the pseudo-mother who was his man very surprised, of course, the more complicated mood should be Denisha herself?"Sometimes looks really determine something, and at first I thought that being young was not a curse. But...... It seems that to you, yes, ah, who said that? Don't always look for the cause from the outside, but look for the reason from yourself -- you see, you grow up yourself?"

A group of courtiers wiped their sweat collectively, and said in their hearts What is this called? But it is worthy of being the wife of his own boss, and now that he thinks about it, it is really good for his boss to find three wives. Two people are watching him at home, and one is looking at him when he goes out, how much worry does it save us?

"Don't you want me to be long—— say it again, it's not that I want to be long, I can grow if I say it's long! It's not that Akatosh, Akatosh !!——" Covering his head, Cybertron took a deep breath and patted his thigh: "Okay, I know you don't dare to talk anymore - now give me an idea, I think I'm here this time...... It's in someone's hands. The only solution I can think of is to find an ally first - what do you think, Slavs?"

"Bohemians are okay, as long as you have a good relationship with them. ”

"My Majesty—I don't think the Hungarian king's hand is over at all, and you should be careful—but he is not clever enough. Why did he ...... Well, what about doing that, saying that to provoke the anger of the people?"

Gawain used several empathys, and Mordred used to talk about the past and the present, and a group of courtiers talked about the East and the West—and then, again, did not give an idea. It can only be said that in times of panic, misconceptions are often the best shells. There is nothing wrong with having more people and more power, but a blind man can really aim at this kind of thing.

"In any case, be careful not to fall for the schemes of the Hungarian king. He told adults not to do anything. If possible...... Indeed, we should meet the Slavs. We can't afford to be without a friend anymore - we're going to face the battlefield next. ”

In the end, it was Denisha who was standing next to Cybertron to sum it up. Gently patting Cybertron's shoulder, the gentle royal sister wife asked the puppet husband who was shouldering the heavy responsibility to rest for a while: "In the future, we will be by your side, you can rest assured." ”

"Hmm......" Cybertron nodded, then asked with a frown, "Wait, you mean you're still worried about me?"

"No—it's not impossible if you think so. ”

...... It's underestimated again. But...... It's okay, anyway, it seems impossible for Cyber to establish a deterrent relationship like the Celestial Empire in Europe, but it is enough to make the courtiers dare not speak.

"Alas...... Tomorrow morning at six o'clock. Cybertron patted the arm of his chair with his hand and said, "But I hate those guys, the whole army cooks at four o'clock and starts at five......! Well, it's not a matter of willfulness though. When the army looked at them from a distance, I always felt that they would take the march crookedly! We went our own way! They still wanted to use my army as a gunman—"

"Yes, my lord!"

"Also—— what do you mean by being silent just now!! it's been so long, it's been so long—— you still dare to criticize my looks!!"

Zhu Tingchen: "......" was embarrassed and at a loss, it was true that his boss was easier to get along with, but it was difficult to do it every time like this.

"I warn you, I warn you—— looks can be criticized, and if any of you dares to criticize my height, I will kill him with my own hands...... My wife said I was the exception!"

Peeking at Denisa's smile, Cybertron's tongue straightened and he could only continue to say this.