The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

Couldn't cut it down.

The emperor looked at Norma, breathing heavily but looking helpless.

Looking at Thomas's princess, she was holding her daughter beside her, with red eyes and clenched fists, but she seemed helpless.

Willis's messenger almost wanted to laugh out loud.

Since ancient times, weak countries have no diplomacy.

In the face of strength, the constraints of morality are so insignificant.

Whoever has the stronger fist holds the truth!

Today, the control of the entire eastern sea of ​​the Great Blue Sea is in the hands of Willis.

Wherever the Golden Lion flag flew, the people there had to welcome Willis's fleet with great respect.

If Willis doesn't allow it, the Norma Empire won't even get enough food supply, let alone have to deal with Moria.

Therefore, in the eyes of Willis's envoy, the emperor of Norma would at best negotiate and protest, and then swallow his anger and accept the facts before him.

I just don't know what Councillor Venier's next plan is—

"Eh?" Then, the Willis messenger saw Shu Yichao standing in front of him.

"You just announced me, didn't you?"

“…” Messenger Willis didn’t understand what he said.

"Caesar, and Augustus, please consider this carefully—"

"Angry face, red name." Shu Yichao looked at the big map, then looked at the name above the head of the Willis messenger and nodded.

"Indeed it has been announced."

"Someone is coming——"

He waved his hand: "Let's drag him out and hang him."

"Hey hey hey!?" When several burly elite archers brought the rope, Envoy Willis, who had just been attacked by swords and knives without even blinking, immediately panicked.

"Caesar!"

"I'm just a messenger, a messenger!"

No one paid any attention to him.

The gorgeously dressed envoy was quickly dragged to a flagpole by Shu Yichao and the elite archers, and then hung up.

After just a moment, the messenger kicked his legs a few times and rolled his eyes.

"Tsk tsk." Shu Yichao commented, "What a shame there are no street lights."

"Otherwise it will be a decisive defeat."

Chapter 47 - Dyeing Plan

"Our Caesar."

Constantine XI smiled bitterly as he watched Shu Yichao hang Willis's envoy.

"It's very satisfying for you to do this."

"But the fact is - our situation is as bad as it can be."

"It's a bad time to fall out with the Willis people."

"It's very disadvantageous to us."

How to say it, after the Willis people made such a fuss, Constantine XI, who had felt good about himself before, finally realized how weak the empire was now.

Constantinople could no longer be relied upon, so the mercenaries were giving face by not looting the city again.

After Adrianople was attacked by Shu Yichao, everything was in ruins and there was nothing they could do - it was a good thing that those Osmani slaves did not rebel.

The only ones who could barely contribute were the thousands of new recruits from Thessalonica - they were good at farming and fighting, and their military merits were awarded based on the number of people they fought.

However, what the Norma Empire faced was the invasion of tens of thousands of troops from the northern countries, the resurgence of the remaining Osman forces in the east and west, and the naval blockade of Willis.

The Norma Empire once again fell into the same predicament as before - fighting on multiple fronts and smoke of war everywhere.

This is impossible to fight!

"Perhaps we should talk to the Willis—"

"What the hell!" Shu Yichao rejected it.

Ever since he lost all the money he earned from selling the king during a business trip in the game, he never thought about it again - it was more comfortable to just use a knife.

"Isn't it just tearing the encirclement apart with bare hands?"

"I don't know how many times I've been in this situation—"

"It just so happens that I think Balkan has too much color."

"Go out and dye it."

"By the way, I've already fought the Ottomans..."

"It's almost time to hang the Doge of Venice."

The pronunciation of words like Rome and Ottoman in Shu Yichao's mouth seemed slightly different from his own, but Constantine XI didn't think much about it.

After all, their Chinese is not very fluent, so their pronunciation is inevitably a bit wrong - probably because of their accent.

"Caesar is right!"

At this moment, Sophia next to him suddenly spoke.

Originally, she thought that she could only watch the Willis envoy show off his power - after all, the current Norma Empire really couldn't afford to offend him.

However, this Khitan Caesar, who was said to have conquered the Ottoman Empire, seemed to care nothing for the Willys...

This might be an opportunity.

So after listening to the translation given to her and the princess by Mrs. Marti, she immediately stood up.

"Your Majesty, the current situation is far less dire than you imagine."

Sophia analyzed.

"Although the various countries in the north are moving south, they are not subordinate to each other, are unwilling to unite, and are even fighting among themselves, making slow progress."

"The military pressure we face is not that great."

"Although Your Majesty cannot control Constantinople at the moment, the Willis people cannot control it either."

"Otherwise, if such a crucial location falls into their hands, everyone will gang up on them."

“Even the Willis wouldn’t dare take Constantinople immediately.”

"As long as we can defeat a few of these forces—then the Willis will have to consider giving in."

"After all..." Sophia's eyes fell on Shu Yichao: "Our Khitan Caesar is now at the peak of his fame."

"Those mercenaries who participated in the Siege of Constantinople together would have to consider Caesar's power if they really wanted to turn against him."

"Thomas, my brother, you really raised a..." After listening to Sophia's analysis, Constantine XI couldn't help but sigh.

"What an amazing daughter."

"Oh, it seems that the administrative ability given by the planner is very high." After Mrs. Marti finished translating, Shu Yichao's eyes lit up.

She is worthy of being the last princess of the Eastern Roman Empire.

Historically, after the fall of the Eastern Roman Empire, the last princess first took refuge in Rome, and was then married off to the Principality of Moscow by the Pope with ulterior motives.

Neither side took the princess seriously at first.

The Pope wanted to incite a war between the Principality of Moscow and the Ottoman Empire to eliminate the threat posed by the Ottoman Empire. The Principality of Moscow wanted to unite with the Holy See and even did not allow Sophia's children to inherit the position of Grand Duke.

As a result, the last princess of the Eastern Roman Empire managed to make a stunning comeback with a bad hand.

She introduced Eastern Roman court etiquette to Moscow, which profoundly influenced the country's culture. Later, through a series of struggles, she successfully made her son the Grand Duke and made the principality officially believe in Eastern Orthodoxy.

From then on, the "Third Rome" was officially born, and eventually fought against the Ottoman Empire for more than two hundred years...

【Host. 】

System 12345 opens to.

【I suddenly thought of a good idea. 】

【Aren’t you unable to communicate with the people around you now? 】

[You can't learn so many languages ​​in a short time——]

【Here is a follower's warrant for you. 】

【You can recruit a language master as a servant and share experience. 】

【This way, you can learn the local language quickly. 】

[In this case, do you still need to worry about not being able to communicate properly with those nobles? ]

【Hey hey hey, how about it? 】

System 12345 said happily.

[Host, am I very smart?]

【Please sign for it, host.】

[A follower's warrant has been obtained.]

[Explanation: Share some experience with followers to gain characteristic bonuses.]

"Oh my, this reward—is this some kind of mission? Leave her to me."

Shu Yichao felt itchy: "I want to raise a hexagonal god."

"It's a good opportunity to take her around to improve her military capabilities."

"How can this be!?" After Mrs. Marti translated the words from both sides and understood what Shu Yichao meant, the princess hugged her daughter tightly to express her opposition.

"She's only five!"

The princess burst into tears and asked, "How can a five-year-old girl go to the battlefield?"

"It's because you're young that you should take advantage of the opportunity to improve yourself." Shu Yichao disagreed.

"Otherwise it will be troublesome to wash later..."

The princess just shook her head.

But Sophia had other ideas.

"Mom, let me go." She slowly pried open the princess's hand, her eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

[You have gained a follower, Sophia.]

[Experience Gain -10%, Reconnaissance Ability +10%, Culture Conversion Speed ​​+10%]

"..." Shu Yichao looked at Sophia with extremely eager eyes, as if he saw his own silver-shining Iron Pagoda.

Soon, Shu Yichao formulated a battle plan.

Specifically, Constantine XI brought the newly recruited troops to defend his home - those guys were very slow runners, and Shu Yichao was too lazy to lead them.

And Shu Yichao went out to chop—

Go to the west first and defeat the remaining Osman forces huddled there.

Then he went south, captured Athens, headed straight for Morea, and defeated the Velisi along the Balkans.

Then cross the sea to Crete and defeat the Willys again.

Then he headed eastward to Antolia, and since he had nothing else to do, he took the opportunity to defeat the Ottomans there.

He then headed north to Constantinople and defeated the remaining Willys and mercenaries there.

Go north again and beat up those guys who took advantage of the chaos but dragged their feet.

Finally, after dyeing the Balkans purple, they went overland to burn the city of Willis.

In short, it means running against the Aegean Sea to get dyed, and killing those who don't obey.