I am the king of the dead

This is a part of the Roman ceremony. If any of the guests object to the wedding, they need a valid reason. Usually, objecting to the wedding will trigger a duel.

At this time, no one would raise objections, because there were no Thais and Westerners attending the wedding.

"Bless you, my child." Nikolaoz nodded his head, chest, and shoulders, wishing Elena well.

Elena left the Huitong Hall and headed towards Tai'an Palace.

Everything inside and outside Tai'an Palace was as usual, with happy words and couplets pasted up, Elena got off the wedding sedan chair, looked down at the high threshold and stopped.

She stopped and looked towards the west. Once she entered the palace, she would be well-clothed and live comfortably, but what about her father and her uncle?

Where is her Rome?

She could only take a look from a distance like this.

At this time, Constantinople fell into a situation of internal and external difficulties.

Constantine XI, wearing a purple robe, walked back and forth anxiously in the Magnola Palace.

The Magnola Palace is where the Senate of Rome is located, but there are no elders in the Senate at this time.

When Fatih led an army of [-] and more than [-] subordinates were planning to attack King's Castle, the elders, whom the purple-robed emperor placed high hopes on, left King's Castle by night on a Venetian merchant's boat.

Therefore, the Doge of Venice must be hanged.

Although the Magnola Palace has a rough and mottled appearance, under the dilapidation is the magnificent atmosphere of the Roman Empire in the past. The glow of the setting sun coated the palace with a layer of golden yellow, and the Roman columns elongated the shadow.

The great crack in the palace wall, full of signs of repair, is as distressed as its country Rome.

The purple-robed emperor, Constantine, sent many envoys to the Thai and Western countries to ask for help, and even went to the Holy See for help.

He got a few words of dispensable promise.

All the monarchs of the Western countries, apart from expressing sympathy and issuing empty checks to send troops to help, did not take any practical actions.

The Thai and Western countries promised everything but support.

On the other hand, he asked his elder brother, Elena's father, to support the war in King's Castle.

But at this time, the Moria region was also fighting bitterly and infighting, unable to provide any troops at all.

Junbao fell into a situation of internal and external difficulties, and there was no reinforcement at all.

However, diplomatic mediation did not bring any help, and the Ming expeditionary force stopped in Samarkand.

This is the worst news for Constantine.

The lack of support from the western kingdoms, Shinra, the Holy See, and even the Moria region was expected by Constantine.

Junbao, known as the castle that will never fall, but the last time Junbao was breached, it was the barbarians from Taixi who did it.

During the Fourth Crusade, all the benefits promised by the Holy See fell through. Under the instigation of the Venetian merchants, the angry Crusaders captured King Castle and divided up the Eastern Roman Empire. The barbarians of Nicaea stole King Castle.

Although 50 years later, the Eastern Roman Empire was restored, but Junbao has changed beyond recognition.

The purple-robed Constantine put his hopes on diplomatic mediation and tried to persuade the Ming Expeditionary Army to open an eye on Ottoman's butt, but the Ming Expeditionary Army seemed to have no intention of participating in this matter.

Before succeeding to the throne, Constantine launched Rome's final expedition, hoping to open up the Moria region to the key position of the King's Castle. As a result, the Ottoman Sultan won a complete victory in the Battle of Varna.

This last expedition, let it go.

Since he came to the throne, Constantine has always demanded himself in accordance with the standards of a Mingjun. He tried his best to take care of the feelings of all the subjects in the King's Castle area, and he didn't even hang any Venetian merchant.

The empire was declining, and the ruthless reality made the Emperor Zipao feel the fear of walking on the cliff.

Finally, after the young Fatih succeeded the Ottoman Sultan, in order to consolidate his authority, he mobilized 17 troops to attack the castle that never fell.

The sunset of the empire seems to be coming to an end.

There was the sound of heavy footsteps outside, and a strong man walked in.

He has distinct Roman features, deep-set eye sockets, high nose bridge, black hair and eyes, tall and handsome.

He was a Genoese nobleman, Giovanni Giustinia Longo.

Giusti organized [-] armored sergeants at his own expense, and with the support of more than [-] people, they came to King Castle.

He is the only person Constantine can rely on now.

Giusti is a well-known master of attacking and defending cities in the western and western countries. He is good at defending the city, and his headquarters has 800 armored elites. In addition to everyone wearing armor, there are more than [-] trebuchets.

This surprised Constantine XI.

Seeing the person coming, Constantine stepped forward and said with a bleak smile, "My dear friend, I thought you were leaving me too."

"You know, I won't run away. Cowardice is a disgrace. Those elders who escaped should be judged and sent to prison!" Giusti shook his head and said.

He is an aristocrat, he has his own insistence, and those senators who escaped humiliated their identities.

Constantine shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't blame them."

"After all, we only have less than 1 defenders in the King's Castle, and there are still many deserters. Those Venetians who should be hanged actually started a business and brought them out of the King's Castle!"

Giusti said confidently: "We have the walls of Theodosius, and it is impossible for the Ottomans to break through the castle."

"I just came back from Cutthroat Fort. The iron chains in the Golden Horn still prevent Ottoman's warships from entering the Golden Horn. As long as the Golden Horn is guarded, the king's castle will not be attacked head-on."

"My lord, as long as Fatih retreats, those who have left the people will return to the king's castle again, and those criminal elders will be judged, just like the more than [-] offensive and defensive battles of the military castle."

"It's not that different."

The Theodosian city wall is composed of a moat and a three-story city wall. Except for the Venetians and the Crusaders, a group of "insiders" who have broken through the king's castle, no one has ever been able to cross the more than [-]-mile sighing wall.

"I hope it's the same as what you said." Constantine said rather dejectedly: "The situation in King Castle today is all my fault."

"No! Today's situation is not your fault, listen to me, you did a good job!" Giusti immediately denied Constantine's depression loudly.

In Giusti's eyes, there was really nothing wrong with what Constantine did. He had already tried everything he could to prevent Rome's demise.

However, there are more than 20 Ottomans outside the city.

……

Note: Constantine XI is too long, and he will be called Constantine later, wearing a purple robe.There are too many five words for Constantinople, so I will write it as King Castle in the future.Giusti is a historical figure, he did participate in the battle to defend King's Castle, and was seriously injured.The Magnola Palace is the Senate of Eastern Rome, and the Laurel Palace is Constantine's bedroom. At the last sunset, there are no elders in the Senate.

Chapter 522 Sailing on Dry Land

In Giusti's eyes, Constantine was a very wise, brave, and upright king. Whether it was before his reign, he fought against the Ottoman Kingdom in the Moria region, or after he put on the purple robe, he fought with Tessie. The diplomatic mediation of various countries has brought a glimmer of life to the Eastern Roman Empire.

It's a pity that this chance of life is too slim.

The second ray of life comes from the Ming Dynasty's Expeditionary Army. The mysterious oriental world where the God's Whip appeared, began to move westward again. This time, the westward advance of the Ming Dynasty Expeditionary Army brought a whole year of adjustments to Constantinople. time.

Fatih was going to attack King's Castle last year, but in order to guard against the sneak attack of the Ming Expeditionary Army, new defenses had to be carried out. It was this critical year that Giusti built the entire city wall of Diosedor impregnable.

"Our reinforcements are about to arrive. I have received a letter. Three hundred knights from the Genoa region and their retinues are rushing from Venice to the castle by boat. My lord, we have not been defeated yet."

Giusti said confidently: "They will arrive today, from the rough Sea of ​​Marmara!"

"They are incomparably brave! Faith and honor still guard the great king's castle, my lord!"

To the north of Junbao is the Golden Horn Bay, which is calm and calm, and is a port and wharf.

On the south side of Junbao is the sea of ​​Marmara, which is full of rough seas and howling winds all year round, and is densely covered with reefs. No one can land on the south side.

And all the offensive pressure comes from the west, and the west is the famous city wall of Diosedor.

"When will they arrive?" Constantine frowned and said, "It's not that I don't believe in the knights' creed, but I don't believe that the Venetians will send them here."

Giusti said with a smile, "They'll be there tonight."

"Greedy Venetian merchants who have sold their souls for money."

This is a proverb that is widely spread in Western Europe. In fact, the Venetians here mainly refer to the Jews who have been entrenched in Venice and have been doing business and selling their souls for generations.

When Constantine heard this, he didn't show any anger. He didn't believe that those people would really arrive. He stood up and said, "Then I want to tell you some good news. You follow me."

Constantine said as he walked: "My dear friend, I hope you can keep a secret. This secret determines the safety of the King Castle. I believe in your integrity and trustworthiness, so I took you to see it."

Giusti was a little baffled, at this point, what secrets are there?

Junbao has been taken down once, is there any secret he doesn't know?

He stood still, stroked his sword and said with determination: "I swear by my sword, I will keep this secret!"

"Very good." Constantine took Justi to the majestic Hagia Sophia, walked into a dilapidated storage room, pushed aside the sundries, and opened a secret door.

Through the long and narrow tunnel, Constantine brought Giusti into an underground palace.

Constantine lit the torch and said with a smile: "There are a total of 366 stone pillars here. This is the water palace of Junbao! It was built by my ancestor Constantine the Great, and it is specially responsible for supplying Fort water."

"There are drainage channels here to drain the water to the ground, and all the drinking water for King Castle comes from here."

"No one can poison the King's Castle in the water source, or put the plague and black death dead bodies in the water, putting the entire King's Castle in danger."

A magnificent underground water palace, the dome is supported by Roman columns, there are bursts of whistling sounds blowing in the ears, and occasionally fish jump in the water.

Obviously here is the living water.

Giusti didn't know the source, and he didn't plan to explore it. Constantine brought him here to tell him that King's Castle is an indestructible castle.

In the city, there was enough food for the whole city to eat for three years, a source of water that would not be polluted, and an impregnable city wall, but there were no Romans in the city.

No one would give their lives for this great city, because there were very few Romans even in the castle.

This is the tragedy of Rome.

The demise of Western Rome seemed to be a barbarian rebellion, but in essence, it was the reluctance of the Romans to reproduce. Even if they reproduced, they would mix with the barbarians because they could avoid taxes.

In the end, West Rome was replaced by another, and now East Rome is also facing such an end.

The city is so great, but there are no Romans guarding the city.

"Let's go up, I just want to tell you that our city is so strong." Constantine took Justi out of the underground palace, walked out of the underground palace, and closed the secret door.

If you don't pay attention, the stone gate and the surrounding walls are almost integrated.

After Ottoman conquered Junbao, it was not until the eighteenth century that the water source in the city was intermittent, and the Ottoman Sultan discovered the location of the underground palace.

After the Ottomans cleaned up the silt, the water source of Junbao was restored again.

"Your Majesty, the reinforcements have arrived! They came from the Sea of ​​Marmara! But the south wind suddenly stopped, and the boat stopped on the sea! The boat didn't have oars, so the boat couldn't move forward." A guard hurried over, Finally seeing Constantine in the purple robe, he shouted loudly.

Constantine immediately understood that although the wind in the Sea of ​​Marmara roared all year round, it would stop for a few days.

Those damned Venetian merchants, they did send people here, but they didn't have oars for the boats. When the wind died down, these people were at sea, and they were the targets of the Ottomans.

"I'll bring people to save them!" Justi immediately took the sword, ready to save people.

Constantine frowned and said: "But we only have 22 ships, while the Ottomans have thousands of ships! Isn't it too risky?"

Justi shook his head and said, "If you can bring people to the city, it will boost morale a lot. This risk is worth it. Many followers are hesitating whether to run away."

"If reinforcements arrive, the situation will be completely different!"

"Your Majesty, give the order!"

Constantine nodded without hesitation and said, "Then go."

Giusti left Constantine with a group of guards and headed for the port. Although the 22 ships were pitifully few compared with the Ottoman thousand or so ships, Giusti did not hesitate.

Constantine came to the walls of the holy palace, stood on the tower waiting for them, and looked at the sea.

With 22 ships, Giusti charged fearlessly towards the ships of the surrounded reinforcements.

The battle lasted all night, and Constantine stood before the gate of the lighthouse, looking out over the open sea.

He didn't know the outcome of the battle, he could only hear hysterical anger, but he just waited here, not moving a muscle.

At dawn, the morning sun rose from the east and sprinkled on the sea, sparkling, and countless lights were scattered and scattered on the city wall, speckled.

Constantine saw it, saw the flag of the double-headed eagle fluttering in the gusts of sea wind.

There are also those knights and followers who are watching and helping each other. They are coming towards the lighthouse gate in thirteen boats.

Constantine ran down the walls, out of the gates, and to the docks.

"This is really a miracle!" Constantine looked at the crowd covered in blood. He couldn't imagine how the war where 22 ships defeated thousands of ships was carried out.

"Everyone is a warrior!" Giusti stepped off the ship, his hands were shaking, his eyes were full of exhaustion, even standing, he had to hold on to something, and they fought hard all night, and they... won.

Until now, Giusti didn't know how he and they won the battle of 22 ships against thousands of ships.

Giusti leaned against the wall, trying to maintain his etiquette, but he was powerless.

He whispered: "Your Majesty, the Ottomans don't have a high sense of combat. The people who threatened them are not so much troops as refugees."