Chapter Four: The Tune That Great Emperors Love To Play
() Morris' plan is very loophole. Kidnapping hundreds of people, how is this possible? Even if you lose more than a dozen pigs, you can attract attention, let alone hundreds of people. Therefore, normal people with normal human thinking will immediately refuse and reject this kind of kidnapping. But there are a few guys around Morris who are not normal people, aren't they?
Constance and Valence were also perverts. After realizing the loophole, they did not think of it, but instead patched it up. With the suggestion of Morris, the three of them immediately conceived a kidnapping step that was comparable to Hollywood blockbusters!
The population of kidnapping is transformed into extortion of money, reducing the number of kidnappings, locking in the target worthy of kidnapping, and then excluding one by one based on the target's origin and background, drawing the conclusion that all locals need to be eliminated, and then continuing to choose the target. Finally, in the short time to digest breakfast, including scouting, kidnapping planning, and aftermath measures, all three guys were able to study it.
Ignoring the group of stunned and black-headed accomplices next to us, who were directly counted as criminal plans without saying anything, this proposal was sent to Alexander.
Alexander kept it as one of the preparatory plans without thinking.
In the following time, everyone spent the instructor's class. Because of the intense outdoor exercise, everyone was sweating all over. After simply changing into dry clothes, it was time to go home.
Our group of more than 30 people, plus the guards from various families and others in front of the door formed a huge horse riding team of more than a hundred people.
The Constantine West Point Military Academy is located on a small high ground on the Constantinople side. The road winding outward from the military academy gate connects the main roads entering the city. There are many pedestrians in groups of three or three on the road, but more are merchants who use donkeys or horses to pull goods. Some even do business directly on both sides of the avenue as they walk.
The sea water slapped the coast, splashing white waves. The winding road behind the road is the famous Constantinople. However, because Constantinople is too huge, all they can see is the tip of the iceberg of the entire city, the walls of Theodosio II.
Theodosie II's walls, built with huge financial resources, give people a shocking visual effect. To describe it, I really want to use a feeling, when I entered the movie, I saw the white city of Minas Tiris in the third part of the Lord of the Rings. Speaking of Minas Tiris, I have to mention the fierce battle that lasts dozens of minutes in the movie. That fierce battle is a classic of all magical epic blockbusters. Now I think about it, and as far as I know, Constantinople also encountered a time with Minas a few hundred years ago.
The only difference between the similar tragedy of Stirith City is that Constantinople does not have Rohan cavalry roaring from afar, nor does it have a bulletin, but people will block the undead army that kills people, and monsters will block the demons. If there is another person named Tolkien in the UK in the future, he probably won’t have to worry about the Lord of the Rings. In the future, Hollywood can directly approve the scene that happened under Constantinople at that time. It’s a pity that the Lord of the Rings is missing.
Just when I was in such a daze, we passed through the city gate, and the vision in front of us also changed suddenly. The breath of vicissitudes came towards us, ancient and immoral. In the dim and beautiful sky above our heads, horses' hooves trampled on the stone road, making a crisp sound, breathing the air of the thousand-year-old ancient capital, and looking at the magnificent buildings in the distance and the church erecting high crosses. This is the dusk of Constantinople.
Our group walked through the Constantine Square near the walls of Constantinople before returning home, and not long after we left.
Alexander pretended to be careless and asked: "You didn't even express your opinion today. Are you inconvenient to say anything?"
I couldn't help but smile when I thought of Alexander's move to leave that plan as a candidate. I asked with the opportunity: "Brother, to be honest, do you really want to conquer the world and then become king?"
"Returning the Mediterranean into our inland lake is my biggest dream since I was a child. Didn't you always know it?" Alexander looked like you knew it and were too lazy to talk nonsense to you.
"But don't you think this is nonsense?" I said.
Alexander did not answer my question immediately, and he asked back, "What do you want to say?"
"Okay, I'll ask you in a different way. On the day you were born, did there be a vision from the sky? It's just a person who pretended to be a ghost and said he was a prophet, promising that you would definitely become a person who ruled the world in the future, and then many impressive miracles were born. I won't talk about the lightning and thunder, and the volcano eruption. When you were born, when others mentioned it, they would always have an impression of an unusual year. Well, for example, cows, horses, and horses, and chickens, ducks, and geese lay eggs. The yield of land per mu was 10,000 kilograms. In addition, women had several more children in one child, or unmarried virgins were pregnant before marriage."
"It's normal for an unmarried virgin to get pregnant before marriage." Alexander corrected my mistake, and then he pinched his chin and began to recall, "It seems that there is really nothing. The most special thing is that our mother screams loudly. Does this count? But the prolific animals such as horses, cows, chickens, ducks, and geese have many more babies and women, and what does it have to do with me? It's not what I did."
"Of course I know it wasn't you, brother, but you also know that the emperor and the people who are responsible for their heavy responsibilities just like to play this tune? Take the previous few hundred years for example. The emperor who expelled the crusaders and defended in the Fourth Crusade, and still says that in the year he was born, a prophet predicted that he would be the one who saved our Roman Empire, and that God will always be with him. There are many miracles, including many cows, horses, and women with several births, many eggs, duck eggs, and crops are ripe four times a year."
He counted his fingers and listed the miracle that accompanied the birth of the Great Emperor and finally put forward the key points, "Look, even the emperor who was born with so many miracles only barely expelled the Mongols until his death, but only restored Asia Minor. And the two of us, one did not make prophecies, two did not allow mares, cows, women to be prolific, hens, ducks and geese to lay more eggs, and three, there was no crop yield per mu. What was the strangest thing that our mother called louder. Can we fulfill the dream of conquering the world alone?"
Alexander had a black head: "You believe this kind of thing that can only deceive a three-year-old child?"
"Don't you feel a heavy and sacred sense of mission coming towards you?" Alexander didn't understand the turtle aura, so I was too lazy to say it. And I dare say that the guy who made a big profit in the Fourth Crusade was undoubtedly a time traveler. If the rumors were true, this guy would definitely have a system or a magical power to protect his body. Constantine West Point Military Academy was the product of his troubles here, and his biggest product was to make the Byzantine Empire, which should have fallen, lively and lively to the present.
Alexander shook his head: "I felt a sensation of vomiting in my stomach."
I smiled and said, "I feel it's quite interesting. The Muslims in the south must have a deep sense of agreement and used it."
Alexander was amused, and his laughter attracted a strange look from the passing crowd. I smiled and touched the tip of my nose. In my opinion, the joke that Alexander felt was impossible was still a little possible. You know, even the most nonsense time travel has appeared, what else could not happen? However, according to my years of observation, Alexander didn't possess Alexander the Great.
"Sometimes, I really hope you are the wise and powerful Alexander the Great in history."
Conquering the world is a very difficult dream. Even if it is just the world in Alexander's mind, it is many times more difficult than liberating black people. In two lifetimes, before Alexander, the most crazy dream I have ever seen was that an idiot in elementary school said he wanted to be the president of the United States in his composition. The teacher praised him for being ideals and creativity. In fact, we all know that the guy really didn't know how to write it and just talk nonsense. Although I don't have a magnificent or even huge ideal, I know that every dream needs to be realized, there must be certain external conditions and internal factors. Don't mention the external conditions first. Personally, a person's ability to bear failure is very important. I don't want Alexander to be abolished after one or two failures, and a deposed pervert is no different from an ordinary person, right? Then will I become bored at that time?
To be honest, I don't want Alexander's luck to be so bad, but who knows where the damn fate will pass. Besides, this world is not the world I am familiar with, which means that the historical knowledge I have cannot avoid misfortune and good fortune in him. This is one of the biggest unlucky times for time travelers.
After I said that, I glanced at the old man, and saw him put away his smile and looked at me faintly: "I'm giving you so no confidence?"
"By relying on the great achievements of the emperor in history, I can avoid a lot of worries. You know, I have always cared about my appearance. What if I worry too much about becoming bald? After all, in the future we will be enemies of the world!" I immediately rolled my eyes when I said with a smile.
He snorted coldly: "So what if Alexander is alive? The wars in this era are no longer the wars he was familiar with in his era. Although the series of great achievements he established in the past are indeed considerable, don't forget that our starting point is the same! Perhaps his experience can increase his skills a lot, but it does not mean that I am useless. The most important thing is that the emperor cannot afford to lose, but I can."
I feel a little emotional, because Alexander's words that resonated with me in the past two lives. Although I dare not say that what he said was absolutely correct, in many aspects, I, a guy with a mature soul, does not have much advantage over him and others. Take learning from the old scum to massacre how to kill and set fire on a large scale, my foundation for receiving education with Alexander and others is basically at the same level.
"My brother's point of view is very novel and seems to make sense." I opened my mouth in surprise, "Anyway, since people are enlightened, I save a lot of nonsense myself."
"That's more to say!"
I quickly changed the subject, and I asked about the guys in the group of followers who had always had a bitter face on the way, and then asked Alexander. Alexander's face became a little unnatural at this time. He told me that the guy was told from the guard that he was very likely to go on a blind date.
Going a blind date?
Those virgins?
Those guys who are almost seventeen or eighteen years old are still virgins?!
No, it's not that group, it's that one!
A complex emotion surged into my heart. Since I thought I had kept the secret of the old scum smartly, no one had ever competed for beautiful girls with me. But because of these guys and the weird education of the old pervert, I was still a virgin... God, I waited for so long and finally waited for such a day! Now that someone can go on a blind date, does that mean that I am also ready to have such a beautiful day?
Hahaha, there are many beautiful noble ladies in Constantinople. I heard that a club named **Leicester are all young noble girls, and I don’t know which blind date the lucky guy is.
The little daughter of the Storakios family is a beauty, and the daughter of the Langabbi family must be as famous as her. The sisters of the Altabasdus family are a little older, and the three sisters of the Nisitas family are young enough, but they are too young. The daughters of the Zeno family and Jimmyski family are said to be the most eye-catching at a banquet every time. The reputation of the Rufinus girl is only slightly inferior to the first two, but she is a relative of the Valens family...
I was a little surprised, a little surprised, and a little relieved, but more of the gloating and the thought of watching the show. Before Alexander discovered his true face, he quickly put away his crooked nose, eyes and oblique face, and then I said solemnly: "We must extend a rescue hand to this companion who stepped into hell with one foot and pull him out of hell!"
Chapter completed!