The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

"It's completely over."

The knights following Janos all looked pale.

"Lord, why do you punish us like this?"

"We haven't lost yet!" Janos drew his sword, stared at Sophia on the podium, and growled in a low voice.

"Come with me!"

"Let's go kill that little guy together!"

After all, Janos had a high prestige. Even though the knights around him were shocked, they still launched an attack on the general's platform under his command.

Looking at Janos and his group, they abandoned their horses and began to move towards the platform along the hillside.

Sophia looked at the guards around her and raised her chin slightly.

"Yes!" The generals of the new army immediately brought their guards and rushed towards Janos and others.

A short and fierce battle quickly broke out.

The White Knight was worthy of being the White Knight. Although the new troops had the advantage in numbers and knocked down his subordinates one after another, he still found the right opportunity and rushed out to attack the general's platform.

"little guy!"

"You are dead!"

"Yes." Sophia reached back, and the elite archers who had been prepared put a loaded crossbow into her hand.

Sophia raised her crossbow and aimed it at Janos, her hand not shaking at all.

Nearly.

Getting closer and closer.

Janos's ferocious face was clearly visible, his beard and eyebrows were distinct, and even the smell of blood on the sword seemed to have invaded his nasal cavity.

"little guy!"

"Swoosh-thump!"

The crossbow arrow hit the eye socket and penetrated deep into the brain.

Putting down the crossbow, Sophia turned her head with a very calm expression, as if what she had shot was just an ordinary wild deer.

"continue."

she said.

"We must annihilate them all."

Then, when no one around her was paying attention, she quietly wiped the cold sweat from her palms with a handkerchief.

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Sophia took away 15,000 new troops, which almost made Constantine XI faint.

After urgently dealing with the situation in Constantinople, Constantine XI immediately led his men to chase after them.

Are you kidding? A six-year-old girl knows what war is?

Even if she could mobilize the new army, she couldn't really take this group of people to the front line.

However, he received good news when he was halfway through his run.

"Five thousand heads were beheaded, ten thousand enemies were killed, eight thousand were captured, the Hungarian White Knights were slain in battle, and the invading enemy forces were completely annihilated."

Constantine XI felt his head buzzing.

"Are you sure you're not kidding me!?"

"Your Majesty, we are not joking." The new army general who came to report the victory said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"All heads have been verified and all prisoners have been taken into custody."

"If your majesty doesn't believe it, you can check it yourself."

“…” After the examination was completed, Constantine XI was numb.

Oh God.

Am I crazy?

Or has the world gone crazy?

A six-year-old girl defeated a world-famous athlete?

How could I have such a dream?

"Suna," he said.

"Pa!" Mrs. Marti slapped Constantine XI in the face, causing him to spin twice.

"It hurts so much, it's not a dream..." Constantine XI muttered to himself, covering his swollen face.

Mrs. Marty shook her hands.

it hurts.

It seems that it is not a dream.

"Your Majesty." At this moment, the general of the new army stepped forward again.

"This is what Basilisa has proposed: rewards, pensions, treatment for the wounded, and distribution of spoils..."

"Your Majesty, please sign here and stamp it."

“…” Constantine XI’s figure stiffened slightly.

What a familiar operation.

It seems like more than a year ago, I was living like this behind Khitan Caesar?

Anyway, I have nothing to do with the war, so I basically just do the post-war work.

The only thing that was better than that was that the Khitan Caesar ignored him, but his niece at least wrote something to show some respect...

Did not expect ah.

A year ago, I was hugging my thighs.

A year later, I’m still clinging to people.

"Oh." Constantine XI sighed, smiled bitterly, took the pile of things, and prepared to sign and seal it.

Forget it.

got used to.

On the bright side, the empire has successors.

There's a big guy killing people in the front, isn't it good for me to take care of the internal affairs in the back?

Constantine XI thought with a bittersweet smile.

"So, Sophia... I mean, our Basilisa, what is she doing now?"

Although theoretically, there should only be two emperors in the current Norma Empire.

But Constantine XI was a clever man.

When you need to be confused, you should be a little confused.

The general of the new army glanced at Constantine XI and said.

"Bathilissa said she's going to march to Vienna to fight against the fake Norma!"

The Saint No Empire.

"Are you sure you are not joking?" Feitney felt that the messenger must be joking with her.

The White Knight, a renowned general on the battlefield, led the Shield of God and attacked the coalition forces of several nations, only to be completely annihilated! ?

That’s an army of 20,000!

Can the Norma people gather 10,000 people?

The most ridiculous thing is, the one who defeated him was a six-year-old girl! ?

How dare you say such nonsense?

Could it be that he got dizzy from touching some woman's belly last night?

Based on her own experience, her eyes were filled with suspicion.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely true!" Several envoys turned pale.

"I have a nephew who volunteered for the fight and luckily survived."

"He told me himself that while they were fighting, a flood suddenly came and swept them all away!"

"It's being spread everywhere now. This must be the Lord's will!"

"That Norma princess is a future saint. This is God warning us!"

"The people of Zhelea say it's the same at the Whip of God."

“When the Scourge of God is aboard, even the sea makes way for him.”

“The great storm that wrecked countless ships was as obedient as a lamb before him.”

"That is the agent of God's will, coming to punish all ungodly sinners!"

As they spoke, some of the messengers were so scared that they started crying.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

"..."Phoetni was completely stunned.

saint?

The Whip of God?

The Lord's will?

What is this all about?

Phetney rubbed her eyes.

Forget it, if I lose, I lose.

Anyway, most of the dead were not our own people.

As for what the messenger said, Phoebe didn't believe a word of it.

It sounds like the White Knight was just unlucky and encountered a flood.

Lost to a six-year-old girl?

Do not make jokes--

The Norma people were lucky enough to defend themselves thanks to the good timing, so they can just go home and be happy.

"Yeah, I understand." Feitney yawned.

"So be it."

She said lazily.

Anyway, the ones who are unlucky are Hungary and some other small countries. What does it have to do with my Saint-Noire Empire?

Let’s see which dance party is more suitable for me to attend today.

Chapter 88-Crushing the Pseudo-Luo

"Another group of escaped nobles."

Looking at the group of people in the distance, carrying brightly colored flags and staggering, they slowly approached this side.

The soldiers guarding the city couldn't help but sigh.

After the White Knight was defeated, Sophia began to advance rapidly.

They won victory after victory along the way, conquered several important cities in Hungary, and their troops seemed to be heading straight for the Hungarian capital, Buda.

Since Janos almost lost all the coalition forces of several countries at once, Sophia's advance was extremely smooth, and Hungary could not spare many defensive troops.