Chapter 68: The Demolition of the Eastern Roman Empire (Ending)

Constantinople, the Imperial Palace, the Emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire, Philip Bex, was drinking with his ministers, and it was a great pleasure.

"Come on, we've done this!" Philip Bix raised his wine glass, his voice very high, and he was extremely excited: "Since Justinian, the Roman Empire lost land and lost most of its territory. Now, Asia Minor has recovered, and it's only a matter of time before Syria and Egypt have recovered. The glory of Rome is recast by us, and we should work harder!"

Philip Bix cannot blame him for fantasizing that the news reported by Sars was too good, so he couldn't help but be unhappy. Since Josney, the Eastern Roman Empire has been living a humiliating life. Not only has it been lost, but it has also suppressed the enemy. Especially the rise of the Great Food, which further weakened the land of the Eastern Roman Empire.

For more than a hundred years, the Eastern Roman Empire has been getting worse and worse, and there is no time to be proud. Now, glory is about to be heavy, can they be unhappy? It is so excited that they are like the New Year, and the king and his ministers gather together to celebrate.

"Recast the glory of the Roman Empire!" The ministers shouted loudly and raised their glasses together: "Your Majesty, do it!"

Philip Bex drank a beautiful drink, put down his glass, and asked, "Belle, what do you have to say now?"

Belu blushed and felt a little embarrassed. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he still had to admit his mistake: "Your Majesty, I was wrong. Your Majesty is still wise and has a far-reaching prediction!"

"Haha!" Philip Bicks touched his beard proudly and smiled happily.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" As soon as Philip Bicks' laughter stopped, a man covered in blood rushed in and screamed in panic.

Philip Bix looked closely and found that it was nothing but Sars. At this time, Sars was covered in blood, and a long wound on his left shoulder was still oozing out. When Sars saw Philip Bix's face, he seemed to be a person who fell into the water and panted, saying, "Your Majesty, something big is wrong! something big is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Philip Bicks raised his brow and asked hurriedly.

Sas stammered: "Your Majesty, the Tangren is calling! Please prepare early!"

"What? The Tangren called? How is this possible?" Philip Bix stood up suddenly: "Didn't you report that everything goes well and that the recovery of Egypt and Syria is just around the corner?"

This question was exactly what the ministers were thinking, and they couldn't help but stare at Sars and wait anxiously for him to speak.

"Your Majesty, the land collection was very smooth at the beginning. We did not encounter any problems with our recovery of Asia Minor." Sass began to tell the story: "After taking Asia Minor, I led the army south to recover Syria and Egypt. I didn't expect that I met the army of the Tang people on the way. There were so many of them, almost 300,000, which was three times that of ours. We surrounded it, and I rushed to death before escaping. Your Majesty, look, my wounds and blood."

What I thought to myself was: "If I tell the truth, it would be embarrassing to defeat the 30,000 troops. I can only protect my son if I say more! As for the injuries on my body, I also caused them myself! When I escaped from the battlefield, a single hair was not destroyed!"

His selfishness made Philip Bicks feel cold and his face changed drastically, as pale as paper, almost fell to the ground, and asked in a trembling voice: "It's really 300,000?"

"Really!" Sass immediately confirmed his lie.

"Three hundred thousand, how can I resist this?" Philip Bicks' forehead oozed cold sweat, and he wiped it with his hands full of shiny sweat, his throat and dry hair. He kept saying: "They were only more than 100,000 troops in Dashi's attack, but the Tang people came with 300,000. If it were more than 100,000, we could still resist it. How should we resist it?"

The ministers, you look at me, and I look at you, no one knows what to do.

Still Sas said: "Your Majesty, run away quickly."

"Yes! Escape!" The ministers responded in unison.

Although the Eastern Roman Empire at this time regarded itself as an orthodox Rome, it did not have the courage and fearless spirit of the Roman Empire at all. They only knew how to survive, but did not want to restore the old land, and they did not even have the courage to fight. They had lost the courage to move forward with their ancestors. Perhaps this was the reason why the Eastern Roman Empire had been in peace for hundreds of years.

Belu was awake and reminded: "Your Majesty, the empire's territory is small and no longer the same as before. Where can we escape? Besides, is there any city in the empire that is stronger than Constantinople? No! Only in Constantinople is the safest."

This immediately reminded Philip Bicks and kept patting his forehead: "Yes, yes! You are right! Constantinople is the most solid city in the empire, and there is no city in the world that is stronger than Constantinople! No, there is no! We are here to fight the Tang people to the death!"

When he thought of the sturdyness of Constantinople, the fear of the ministers disappeared and he returned to his calm state, he shouted in a silence: "No matter how fierce the Tang people are, how about Constantinople?"

"That Attila is so cruel, he has stopped at the city of Constantinople!"

"Dashi was also frustrated by this and lost more than 200,000 troops!"

Constantinople is definitely the most solid city in the Western world, but it is not impossible to break through. Attila had a good opportunity to break through Constantinople, but he did not seize it. An earthquake once shook the walls of Constantinople a lot. Attila and the Eastern Roman Empire were fighting. If Attila took the opportunity to get under the city of Constantinople, he would definitely break the city in one fell swoop.

However, he did not go. When he led his army to arrive later, Constantinople had been repaired. Attila missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and had to change the strike benchmark to the Western Roman Empire, which later happened.

"You guys say, how should we fight this war?" Philip Bicks asked for advice.

In order to flatter, Sass said first: "Your Majesty, we should use the method of dealing with the big food. Stick to the city, wait for the navy to arrive, and then attack from front and back. With the Greek fire to help the war, this battle will be won!"

Back then, Dashi attacked the Eastern Roman Empire, and more than 100,000 troops were frustrated under the strong city. At the same time, Dashi's navy and the Eastern Roman Empire's navy fought a battle in the Mediterranean. With the sharpness of the Greek fire, the Eastern Roman Empire's navy defeated the Dashi Navy, and then turned around, the navy landed and attacked the Dashi army forward and backward, which led to the Dashi army's defeat.

Constantinople is not far from the sea. This is a good strategy and immediately responded to everyone. This matter was decided.

"Haha!" The ministers sneered at Constantinople, which was strong and mocked loudly.

After the translation of the news, Cheng Xiaotian made a great effort. He pulled out the horizontal knife and shouted: "The frog in the well dares to be rampant! After the city is broken, I will kill a chicken and a dog without leaving any trace!"

After listening to the translation of the news, Philip Bix pointed at Cheng Xiaotian and laughed at him with all his heart: "General, your wish will come true. If you have wings and can fly into the city! General, do you have wings? This is Constantinople! Not Damascus!"

Cheng Xiaotian wanted to scold again, and Chen Wanrong waved his hand to stop him and said to the news: "Please tell His Majesty the Emperor that there is always one side between us and them who will kneel down and beg for mercy. Of course, it won't be us!"

"There will always be one side who kneels down and begs for mercy. Of course, it won't be us!" Philip Bicks took the monarch and his ministers out of context and laughed loudly. Sarth even gave a thumbs up: "It's philosophical, general, are you a philosophy?"

The jokes caused another burst of laughter.

"Article, prepare! Bomb at them! Bomb these ignorant fragments that are ignorant of the sky and the earth!" Cheng Xiaotian was furious and smashed his helmet to the ground with anger.

Speaking in the battle formation was just a routine of ancient wars. Unexpectedly, the monarchs and ministers of the Eastern Roman Empire were so despicable. Chen Wanrong was also angry and waved his right hand and said, "Prepare the cannon! Bomb me! Bang hard! Let them know that Constantinople is just a piece of paper in front of the Tang Dynasty's sharp weapons!"

The words of Philip Bix not only made Chen Wanrong and the others angry, but even the soldiers of the Tang army were angry. The artillery soldiers were even prepared to give them a "big gift". After hearing the order, they aimed at Philip Bix Bix, and shot them with a platoon of cannons.

Since the division of troops, the artillery was divided into several parts. Yang Sixu and Gao Xianzhi took away part, and there were part in Damascus, and there were four hundred artillery pieces brought to Constantinople by Chen Wanrong.

Although its power cannot be compared with that of a thousand cannons, it is quite impressive. After a shocking explosion, many of Philippe Bicks's monarchs and ministers were killed on the spot.

Philip Bicks himself overturned the air waves on the ground, his butt hurt so much that he got up in a hurry, and kept touching his butt, muttering: "God has appeared, the thunder is so loud!"

Until now, he had not reacted yet, and he drew a cross on his chest piously. Only then did he realize that the scene in front of him was a tragic scene that he had never seen before, with broken limbs and broken internal organs still moving. The minister who had just laughed at the Tang people with him was even more injured. Even Sass exploded half of his body, and was already exasperated.

"God, hurry up and subdue Satan!" Philip Bix said with a loud bang and knelt on the ground and prayed to God.

Satan means the devil. Philip Bix has never seen artillery before. He doesn't know that this is the weapon of the Tang army, and he thinks it is the devil who is raging.

Just as he was praying, a fire net fell on the top of the city, and fireballs flashed one after another, and the earth-shaking explosions sounded one after another, making his ears buzz.

Philip Bicks finally woke up. This was not a Satan, but a weapon of the Tang army. He was so scared that he pissed off and fled to the distance in a hurry, staring at the Tang army's bombing.

After several rounds of bombings, the city wall was still strong and did not collapse. Philip Bix's panic finally calmed down and thought to himself: "As long as the city wall is there, Constantinople will be there!"

The development of the matter was far from what he could imagine. After more than a dozen rounds of bombings in the Tang army, the city walls broke out. After a few more rounds of cannons fired, a loud "rumbling" sound came from the sound. The sand flew away the stones, and the smoke and dust filled the city walls.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Philip Bicks stared at the gap with his eyes, and he didn't believe that the solid walls of Constantinople for hundreds of years would collapse, and shouted: "No! This is not true!"

Beilu woke up first and shouted loudly: "Design the formation! Don't let the Tang people rush in!"

The Eastern Roman Empire army originally had supreme confidence in the sturdy Constantinople, but now the city walls have collapsed and their morale has been greatly affected. They were very panicked and were in a hurry for a long time before they set up a formation beside the gap.

However, to their surprise, the Tang army did not rush in through the gap, but continued to bomb.

This is a battle of power, so Chen Wanrong naturally would not cherish the shells and decided to bomb Constantinople into ruins. Constantinople is a powerful city that Westerners do not see. If it bombards the Tang army into ruins, it will have a great blow to Western morale.

The artillery continued to rage, and the city walls were broken for a long time, no less than five miles wide. With such a wide gap, the Eastern Roman army could not defend anyway. Philip Bix sighed: "It is us who beg for mercy! Surrender!"

As soon as the order was passed, the Eastern Roman Empire troops, who were already not very morale, threw down their weapons, knelt on the ground, raised their hands high on their heads, and shouted loudly: "We surrender! We surrender! Stop quickly, this is deadly!"

"Haha! They surrendered!" Cheng Xiaotian saw it, and was happy in his heart, mocking: "These bastards don't even have the intention to fight a war. This battle is boring."

"Then let's get some energy!" Chen Wanrong ordered: "Move the cannon forward and fire at the crowd! Blast them all to death!"

It’s not that Chen Wanrong is bloodthirsty, but that the more powerful he is in Constantinople, the smoother he will attack Europe in the future. The majesty on the battlefield must be forged with blood!

The artillery was ordered to move the artillery forward and fired at the crowd. The soldiers of the Eastern Roman Empire who were kneeling and waiting for surrender were killed and injured, and the survivors fled everywhere! However, behind them was a scene of a tragic war.

The artillery was constantly changing and storming towards the city. Wherever it was bombarded, there must be broken corpses, and none of them were intact. The blood on the ground kept surging, and it was particularly beautiful under the setting sun.

Chen Wanrong observed with a telescope and saw that Constantinople was in chaos at this time, with people shouting and neighing at horses to avoid deadly shells. Perhaps because of their numbness, the crowd first hid everywhere, but later, they simply knelt on the ground, constantly drawing crosses, and seeking protection from God.

It's almost done, and it's no longer interesting to blow it up. Chen Wanrong then sent an order to translate it: "The Tang Dynasty accepts your surrender!"

The city immediately burst into earth-shaking cheers: "Long live the Tang Dynasty!"

I thought I was dead, but unexpectedly, the Tang Dynasty accepted their surrender and everyone felt like they were escaping from death. This was God's gift and the kindness of the Tang Dynasty, so they shouted it out unexpectedly.

"Enter the city!" Chen Wanrong sent an order, and the Tang army entered the city in an orderly manner.
Chapter completed!