The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

Some people were furious when they saw someone raising the white flag.

"These mercenaries are really a bunch of cowards!"

"She actually secretly learned Khitan!"

Then they dragged over a little boy next to them and said, "Aren't you very good at imitating bird calls?"

"What do those people yell? Can you learn it?"

Crete, which had neither the will nor the ability to resist, was easily captured by Shu Yichao.

Next, Shu Yichao, who was not satisfied, immediately turned his attention to Antolia.

"And then go beat up the Othmans too."

"Then go to Constantinople!"

"Then eat the Northern Line!"

"And burn Willis City!"

"attack!"

"attack!"

"Continue the attack!"

Willis.

In a dusty study, a woman with wrinkles starting to appear at the corners of her eyes was writing on a piece of parchment...

"A noble soul has to struggle for survival."

"Rich merchants squandered their accumulated wealth recklessly."

"The ignorant poor march toward death in fear."

"The old era is over."

"Everyone must learn to survive in the new era..."

The woman murmured.

At this moment, the door was opened and a man with a sad face walked in.

"Governor of Girona," he said, "I have a letter..."

The current Governor of Willis, Ms. Girona, paused slightly with her pen.

"It's bad news, isn't it."

The messenger who came to report the news bowed his head and said, "Governor, please accept my condolences."

"Senator Venier has shown incredible courage."

"She fought against the Khitans alongside the Cretan fleet, and finally, alongside the Cretan fleet..."

"Crete has fallen into the hands of the Khitan Caesar."

"Squeak--" The feather pen in Governor Girona's hand made a sound of being overwhelmed.

"Vinyl, you!!"

She growled softly.

"big eater!!"

Governor Girona looked out of the window of his study—

The bronze statue in the square still stands, but the vendors who used to surround it have all disappeared.

All that was visible were dirty streets, dilapidated houses, and beggars hiding in the corners.

Occasionally a breeze blows by, but it cannot blow away the sadness on the faces of the hurried pedestrians.

This scene before our eyes is enough to amaze everyone who has ever been here.

Is this really the great Willis, the shining pearl of the Adriatic?

For the Willis people, the sea is both their home and the source of their wealth.

For hundreds of years, it was thanks to the ships that crisscrossed the vast blue sea, shuttling day and night, that trade flourished.

This brought Willis huge wealth and made this small city-state ascend to the supreme throne of the overlord of the Great Blue Sea.

However, precisely because of its extreme reliance on maritime trade, Willis would inevitably fall if maritime trade were to disappear.

The brutal Khitans devoured Willis's colonies like a raging fire, almost completely destroying its maritime trade!

This catastrophe forced many shops and markets in Willis to close, the docks and shipyards became garbage dumps, and countless people lost their jobs and went bankrupt.

The city-state of Willis is on the verge of collapse!

As a relative of the culprit, Girona can still sit in the position of governor simply because no one wants to sit in the fire pit at this time!

Originally, Girona hoped that there would be some good news from Crete, but in the end, Vinier lost all of Willis's last bit of capital!

I asked you to get the shipping routes from the Khitans, and this is how you did it?

"..."

After taking two deep breaths, Girona stood up and ordered, "Prepare your luggage."

"I'm going on a diplomatic mission to the Shengnuo Empire."

Go find the blood rose.

Willis's hegemony is destined to cease to exist.

But at least, Willis cannot be completely destroyed...

Chapter 63 - Osman's Counterattack

"Horse riding!"

Shu Yichao was speechless.

"Where have all the Osman people gone?"

He thought that after landing in Antolia, he could kill as many people as he wanted.

After all, theoretically, half of Osman's land is located in Antolia.

However, except for the first two or three battles, there was no one behind!

"..." Sophia, who was following him, turned her head away silently.

Dear Caesar, do you call that just fighting two or three battles?

As soon as he arrived in Antolia, Shu Yichao, who had been floating on the sea for a while, was like a husky that had been locked up for a few days, running around happily.

But when he started to run wild, it was like a wildfire, spreading all the way from the port to the inland, taking away thousands of lives in an instant.

Even if the Osmani nobles who ruled the towns were frightened out of their wits and hid in the mountains and forests like savages, or ran to a remote, sturdy, and difficult-to-defend fortress, they would be dragged out and killed.

Later, many Osman people gritted their teeth and stomped their feet, abandoned the cities where they had lived for many years, packed up their luggage and tents, and drove their livestock and horses to escape to the grasslands.

They would rather go back to the grassland to herd sheep than face this war maniac again.

This was a great benefit to many local Norma survivors. They had just welcomed the royal army and now owned fields, properties and villas.

"Caesar." Princess Sophia thought.

"In fact, there is a place where there must be Osman people."

"Yeah." Shu Yichao agreed.

Because on the map, the red dots in this place are obviously extremely concentrated.

Bursa city.

The birthplace of the Ottoman Empire.

"Caesar." As the battle reached this point, Princess Sophia couldn't help but feel a little excited.

In less than a year.

The once terrifying and huge empire was on the verge of complete destruction.

"As long as we capture this city, the Osman Empire will be completely destroyed."

"Perhaps it's time to sweep them into the trash."

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The dry and biting autumn wind swept across the desert with sparse vegetation, bringing a bit of a knife-like cold current.

But on the rugged plateau with thousands of ravines and gullies, the rivers flowing through the valleys nourish this dry land and bring it vitality.

In the center of this land called Antolia, near the city called Ankara, an Ottoman army flying the crescent flag was resting here.

"Regent."

In the bustling military camp, an officer brought the news that Osman Pasha wanted to wait in the big tent.

"A letter has arrived from the nobles of Bursa!"

He said excitedly.

"As long as we can reach the city of Bursa, they are willing to crown you the regent and make you the true sultan of the steppe!"

All the generals in the tent were excited.

Only Regent Osman, who was sitting on the main seat, was still deep in thought.

Of course, he was not appointed as the regent by the Osmani royal family.

Instead, it was fought out with swords and guns when the Osmani royal family died out and many chiefs raised the banner of rebellion and foreign enemies invaded from all directions.

Now, in the hands of the Regent of Osman, the last of Osman's blood has been gathered.

A total of 15,000 troops.

It is precisely because of these 15,000 people that the Regent can be said to be the most powerful person in the Osman Empire.

He naturally wanted to inherit the throne of the Sultan, but——

"Don't those guys always look down on us warriors?"

Although he had proclaimed himself regent, the noble families and religious figures in Bursari, the old capital of the Osman Empire, did not fully recognize him.

Therefore, when he governed the local area and collected taxes, he did not have a legitimate reason to do so. In many cases, he even had to resort to massacres and robbery to collect food and military pay.

And now, how come those arrogant noble families suddenly...

"I heard that the Khitans have already reached Antolia." The officer replied happily.

"Those nobles were badly beaten by the Khitans, so we hope to ask the Regent to help them."

"As long as you repel the Khitans, you will be the new Sultan!"

"Hiss—" Upon hearing the news, the Regent of Osman couldn't help but take a breath.

This requirement seems a bit difficult.

No, he needs to think about it carefully...

Don't end up not getting any benefit but losing all the capital you have.

However, he wanted to think about it, but the other generals in his tent did not think so. They all started to make a fuss excitedly.

"Sudan!"

"Sudan!"

"The Great Sultan!"

"Sultan, what are you waiting for?"

"Please give the order!"

Why are you all so excited?

"..." Regent Osman said tentatively, "But I heard that the Khitans are very difficult to defeat."

After all, many soldiers survived the siege of Constantinople more than half a year ago.