The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

A four-foot wheel is a wheel, and a three-foot wheel is still a wheel.

"Tell me, what standards are you going to use?" Shu Yichao asked curiously.

Then, he saw the tall and mighty man shyly and hesitantly take out a wooden toy car from his bag, which was about the size of his palm.

"..." Shu Yichao glanced at the toy car and fell into deep thought.

"Four-wheel drive?"

"Forget about it, then."

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"It went incredibly smoothly."

On the other side, Constantine XI, who led the Crusaders, sighed heartfeltly.

The Norma emperor certainly knew what kind of motley crowd he was leading.

They may be mobilized because of a momentary fanaticism of faith, but their spiritual enthusiasm cannot cover up their low combat effectiveness.

Except for a few mercenaries who still have some military appearance, the rest can only be called armed mobs at best.

The Thracian Plain was not safe either. Besides the violent Othmani immigrants roaming around in various strongholds, there were also Othmani riders who could come and go like the wind at any time.

On the way forward, Constantine XI was always worried that his group of crusaders would be exposed after encountering setbacks and collapse at the first touch like the "Poor People's Crusade" in history.

However, there has been no sign of what Constantine XI was worried about until now.

Not only did they not encounter a head-on attack from the Osmani cavalry, but they were able to advance unstoppably all the way, and the people welcomed the royal army with food and drink.

The Norman survivors, who had lived on the Thracian plains for generations and suffered greatly from the heavy taxes and labor service of the Ottomans, came to surrender after seeing the emperor's purple double-headed eagle flag.

The result was that the troops under Constantine XI rapidly expanded from 10,000 before departure to 30,000 to 40,000 - and most of them were young and middle-aged men.

This is not surprising, considering the huge army of the Osmanli Sultan, the high salaries of the Pashas and Emirs, and the extravagant and lavish lifestyle of the Sultan himself...

Of course, the pagans under his command would be stripped of every last coin in their pockets.

Not long ago, in order to forge the Supreme Cannon, gather a huge army to storm Constantinople, and build a luxurious and magnificent palace—

They also imposed heavy taxes and levied heavy taxes, causing countless families to be broken up and their lives to be lost. Their purpose was to destroy the holy city in their minds, so naturally, the people were resentful.

But the final result was the tragic death of the Sultan himself and the complete defeat of his 200,000-strong army...

In this situation, what are you waiting for if you don't just take advantage of the situation and follow His Majesty the Emperor to severely punish the Osman people and vent your anger?

"They said they were inspired by the immense power of our Lord and came to participate in the holy war."

Constantine XI said to Mrs. Marti with a helpless smile.

"Do you think this is credible?"

"It's totally unbelievable." Mrs. Marty's face was also a little speechless.

"I think they were more intimidated by our Caesar's boundless military power."

"So come and join the jihad to stay safe."

The reason why the Crusaders have been so successful so far without any battle is that

One only needs to look at the Ottoman towns and castles that were razed to the ground, the piles of Jingguans piled up like hills, and the remains hanging on the trees and drifting in the wind, and it will be clear.

The Ottomans on the Thracian Plain were almost killed by Shu Yichao who set out before them!

Originally, Shu Yichao wanted to attack Adrianople at lightning speed.

But the Ottomans along the way made him very unhappy.

How many dishes are there? You’re so drunk - you dare to hit me?

Am I weak in your eyes?

Shu Yichao immediately changed his primary goal.

Let’s shoot all these blind guys first.

As a result, the Osmani strongholds scattered across the Thracian plains, dozens of small fortresses, and the defeated soldiers who retreated from the front lines were all wiped out.

"It's so quiet." Shu Yichao joked during the march, "There's not a single person on the plain."

Chapter 30-Kneel First

The Ottoman Empire's response to Shu Yichao's bloodbath across the Thracian Plain was...

no response.

In order to gather troops to attack Constantinople, the world's desired city, Mumona had almost exhausted all of her available mobile forces.

And to show her determination to win, she moved almost her entire court to the front line.

As a result, when Mumona Sultan herself was killed and her 200,000-strong army was defeated, these nobles in the court could not escape even if they wanted to.

With the bonus of Shu Yichao's [Night Fighter] talent and the energy potion of system 12345 friendly support, the elite archers can hunt down the Osman people day and night.

However, these pampered nobles cannot afford to run for their lives day and night.

As a result, most of them became the financial support for Shu Yichao's [plundering].

Therefore, when the entire Ottoman Empire heard that Sultan Mumona had suffered a crushing defeat at the gates of Constantinople, it became like an undead giant snake with its head chopped off, paralyzed and unable to move.

A few days later, the remaining pillars of the Osman Empire finally responded.

And we have a great enlightenment on the question of who our enemies are and who our friends are.

They immediately started an internal conflict, and the situation became a mess.

Because according to the barbaric inheritance law of the Ottoman Empire, whoever ascends the throne of Sultan will generally execute all of his brothers and sisters!

In the history of the Ottoman Empire, there was a Sultan who openly declared.

"You can't decide how many children your father has, but you can decide how many brothers and sisters you will have after you succeed to the throne!"

So when the news of Mumona's tragic death under the western wall of Constantinople reached Adrianople, the group of orphans and widows she left behind all expressed their dismay.

The matter of revenge for the Sultan can be put on hold.

But there is no room for delay in killing other princes and princesses!

As for why beautiful girls can have children - this is a different world, this is normal, isn't it?

In this way, Mumona's sons and daughters immediately decided the outcome through force, starting a vigorous civil war.

Although they are all very young, the oldest is only eight years old and the youngest is still in swaddling clothes.

But it doesn't matter, this matter can be done by the imperial concubines and the princes-in-law.

In addition, Mumona was too young and had never thought about cultivating an heir. As a result, the strength of the imperial concubines and their supporters was basically equal.

The battle naturally became extremely brutal.

Over Adrianople swirled the clash of swords, the wails of the dying, and the explosion of gunpowder. The palace and the barracks were on fire, and the streets and the city were littered with the dead.

Later, the armies of various forces gradually lost control and turned into outright bandits and robbers, who only knew how to destroy, kill and loot.

The once prosperous Adrianople was almost reduced to a wasteland.

In this situation, who would care about what happened on the Thracian Plain?

We are discussing a national issue like who will be the Sultan. Can you, the lowly soldiers, please stop disturbing us with such trivial matters as the impending death?

So when Shu Yichao arrived, what he saw was Adrianople engulfed in flames, with various forces fighting each other and participating in the event.

"What's going on?" Shu Yichao felt puzzled.

"Could it be that the Normans in the city are rebelling against the Ottomans?"

He glanced at the large map and said, "That's not right. The Norma people are green dots, but all of this is red dots."

When Shu Yichao arrived at Adrianople, the several factions in the city who were killing each other fiercely also noticed him at the first moment.

And the highly recognizable elite archers under his command.

Inside the city of Adrianople, in a side hall of a palace, several nobles gathered together, ignoring the thick smoke and deafening shouts outside.

"Brother, according to the news, the Norma people's double-headed eagle flag has arrived outside the city."

The Second Princess held her ignorant son in her arms and spoke nervously and anxiously.

"what should we do?"

"Although the Third and Fourth Imperial Concubines, as well as several other concubines, the young prince, and several princesses have all been killed."

"But we still can't get it from the Grand Concubine."

"And the Fifth Imperial Concubine is still insisting..."

"Under such circumstances, the Norma people happened to come."

"It's a really bad situation."

"What do the Norma people have to worry about?" An officer with a beard and blood dripping from his scimitar, who looked like he had just retreated from a fight, spoke incoherently.

"It's just a mob at best."

"I'll take a few dozen people with me and defeat them with just one charge."

"That's not a Norma!" Kalega Pasha, Osman's second uncle and the second princess' brother, slapped him on the back of the head and shouted angrily.

"Those are the Khitans!"

"It's just that their leader has now become the Caesar of Norma."

"You've seen it before when the Khitans destroyed the supply lines."

"A dozen people were able to chase and fight nearly a hundred of us."

"A few dozen people going to fight the Khitans? If you want to return to the embrace of the true god so quickly, I have a scimitar here to lend you for free."

"Please don't take our few warriors with you to die!"

The bearded officer Osman quickly shut up.

"How many people have come?" Kalega Pasha asked the soldier who came to report.

"Maybe seven or eight hundred, or maybe thousands." The Osmani soldier who came back to report the news quickly replied.

"Unable to confirm."

"Anyone who dared to approach was shot dead by the Khitan leader on the opposite side."

"He was shot in the eye socket from a distance of a full hundred steps!"

The soldier's face was still filled with fear: "The arrow went in through the eye and came out from the back of the head!"

"too frightening!"

"The Khitans are simply devils!"

"A thousand people!?" The Second Princess was stunned.

Although she did not know much about military affairs, she knew from previous information that the Khitans were extremely fierce and even the most powerful warriors of Osman could not match them.

The soldiers under his command even fought over whether one Khitan could defeat three or five of them.

If converted, isn't it equivalent to three or four thousand Janissaries coming outside the city now?

How could the few soldiers in the city defeat these brutal guys?

"The city gate can be closed, right?" The Second Princess said with a pale face.

She feels very insecure now.

"It can't be closed." An officer lamented.

"The four imperial concubines brought in several cannons and bombarded the city gates, causing them to collapse. It's impossible to repair them in such a short time."

“…” The Second Princess looked at her brother, hoping that he could come up with a solution quickly.

"One thousand Khitans, one thousand Khitans..." Kaleja Pasha paced back and forth, thinking hard.

But no matter how he thought about it, he could not come up with a way to defeat these thousand Khitans.

After thinking for a while, he looked up and said.

"How about a peace deal?"