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Fight among yourself, Byzantium!

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    "Of course the Rabbit Demon is an enemy, but the countries of Europa are also enemies." Heraclius sincerely despised the nobles of the countries of Europe, how could he think that he would let the enemy use the banner of the "Crusade" and easily  What about occupying a large area of ????Byzantium?  Let go of the national borders and allow the armies of the European countries to reach the Asia Minor peninsula, just because he wants to wipe out the main forces of the European countries.

    "As long as we kill them, the entire Europa continent will belong to us." Heraclius sneered slightly. The armies of the Europa countries had difficulty supplying supplies in the Asia Minor Peninsula.  Elite, as long as they are wiped out in one go, the European countries will probably use a group of boy scouts to defend the frontier.

    "It's just, why don't we kill them at sea?" The Minister of Justice was a little puzzled. With Byzantium in hand, the warships of the European countries are scum.  On the peninsula of Asia Minor, where not a single blade of grass grows.

    Chirac looked at the Minister of Justice coldly and did not speak.

    "Because we need to test the power of our new weapons." A certain army replied instead of Heraclius, and winked at the Minister of Justice by the way.  Why use a large army to attack the Europa army on land, why not solve the supply ships of the Europa army in the sea?  You idiot, of course it's because you're not handsome enough!

    Imagine, if you heard the news that the Byzantine Emperor Heraclius defeated the navy of the European countries and starved to death 50,000 to 60,000 people from the European coalition forces, what would you think?  Do you think that the Byzantine emperor was so despicable and shameless that he starved his enemies to death?

    What would you think if you heard that the Byzantine Emperor Chirac led an army of 10,000 to defeat 50,000 to 60,000 European allied forces head-on?  Do you think the Byzantine emperor is too powerful and the Byzantine army is too powerful?

    The difference between the results of these two combat methods is so great that Chirac chooses to fight hard without hesitation. At most, he will die a few more unlucky soldiers.  The record of the Ten Thousand Europa Allied Forces is nothing compared to it?

    But this kind of thought can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

    A group of ministers chatted casually, and occasionally glanced at the Minister of Justice, so stupid that the position of Minister of Justice must be moved.

    Under the city of Ankara, a group of European soldiers fled back to the city in fear. Whether they could escape to the city depended on their speed and distance from the city gate. People who were close and fast had already entered the city gate to the top of the city to watch the excitement  , The man who ran far and slowly was still on the ground and just turned around.  Such a huge gap produced beautiful results, and the gates of small Ankara were not blocked at the moment of greatest need.

    "Follow me, kill the Rabbit Demon!" There were still warriors among those who escaped, but unfortunately, few people around him paid attention to him, and the few people with a little courage saw that no one ignored them, and their courage quickly  Disappeared, replaced by incomparable anger.  I'm fighting here for God, for the Crusaders, for equality and love, and you guys ran away?  When I am an idiot!  Fueled by rage, these men who had had a modicum of courage ran faster than anyone else.

    Heraclius looked at the messy battlefield and was extremely satisfied. This was the effect he wanted. The more miserable the Europa army lost, the smoother he would be.

    "Look, that's a rabbit demon!" A Byzantine who followed Chirac to Hawaii pointed to Hu Xueting who was criss-crossing the crowd. He was very surprised that the emperor of Dai Viet went out in person, and his bravery was beyond human imagination.

    "It really is a devil from hell." Many Byzantines clenched the cross on their chests, seeing the thin girl cut off the head with a sword and flew up, and even cut the person in two, their hearts were a little bit weak.  crazy.

    "Don't worry, we have a great Byzantine fire!" Heraclius smiled slightly.  He learned that when the Viet Cavalry unexpectedly marched towards Ankara in winter, he took people across the Bosphorus overnight and lurked nearby, just to wait for this wonderful moment.

    "Even the devil from hell can't resist the power of Byzantine fire and holy water!" Heraclius' eyes were bright, his lips were pursed, and his handsome face was shining.

    A group of Byzantine soldiers nodded vigorously. The flame that can burn a witch must be able to burn a devil. With the blessing of holy water, the rabbit demon will kneel in seconds.

    "Array, attack!" Sheracli said slightly, his voice was soft, but it revealed strength and confidence, which made the people around him involuntarily convinced.

    "Yes, Your Majesty the Great." A group of Byzantine soldiers lined up quickly, and then marched firmly towards the battlefield.

    "Close the door! Close the door quickly!" The nobles in Ankara watched the ridiculous Da Viet people with flags getting closer and closer.?The emperors of all countries, the Frankish kings, the Germanic kings, the Persian kings, the Egyptian kings, and the kings of the whole world are our children. Think about it, is there anything greater than this?  Heraclius' expression became calm, and he looked at Hu Xueting affectionately. After a minute, this woman would fall in love with him deeply, and dedicate her army, country, nation, and wealth to him.

    "Let's be happy together." Chirac slowly stretched out his palm, his slender snow-white fingers glowing in the sun.

    "Pfft!" Heraclius got a crossbow (arrow) on his forehead.

    "You!" Heracli opened his eyes slightly, and stretched out his palm to Hu Xueting in disbelief.

    "Pfft!" Another arrow pierced Heraclius' heart.

    Chirac slightly fell to the ground and hung up, his handsome face still filled with disbelief.

    "Facts have proved that, even if it is a gun, it is not reliable to shoot in the forehead." Hu Xueting recorded carefully.

    The surrounding Byzantine soldiers either became corpses, or knelt and trembled on the ground.

    "This is the essence of the Huashan faction, guerrilla warfare! If you can't beat it, run! Sneak attack if you have the chance! A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late! The Huashan faction takes revenge from morning to night!" Hu Xueting pointed Jiangshan, lo and behold, a retreat killed the spray  Firearm traps, things that can be won with all blood, only blood skin is left to fight.

    Xiaoxuelan and her friends nodded vigorously. It turns out that the Huashan faction's combat purpose is to be shameless.

    "It's too insidious!" "Not at all heroic!"

    "After going back, copy all the sword manuals a thousand times!"

    "That so-and-so, take down these flamethrowers, I want to find out what kind of gold finger Byzantium has."

    Hu Xueting sneered at the sky.  She won, yes, she won.

    Hu Xueting noticed something strange when he discovered that the crusaders were like idiots marching thousands of miles in winter. No matter from which angle, the crusaders would not dare to be so stupid.  The only explanation is that someone deliberately instigated or promoted the Crusades to march in the cold winter.

    After much deliberation, Hu Xueting concluded that the only function of the winter expedition was to allow her to stay at the forward base of the Turkic grasslands and work hard to build the castle.

    The opponent's purpose is very clear.  No matter who is behind the scenes, that person wants to schedule the duel for next summer and fix the location in the Western Turkic Grassland.

    This is simply a strategic purpose tailor-made for Hu Xueting's interests, which frightened Hu Xueting.

    If things go wrong, there must be a demon.  Hu Xueting immediately decided to do the opposite.

    Sure enough, after being tempted by her, Byzantium actually opened the golden finger of oil and flamethrower, no, it was already golden thigh.  If Mechanics allows Byzantium to develop, will it develop cannons and rocket fire (guns)?

    "It was actually discovered by me. This golden thigh is nothing more than Jinhua ham." Hu Xueting made up his mind and launched a fast attack to eliminate all hidden dangers in one go.

    "Even if countless geniuses emerge, if I don't give you time to grow, what can you do?"

    "Even if there are countless geniuses, I don't give you time to grow, what can you do?" It is stupid to fight at the enemy's pace, and it is even more stupid to keep the enemy's heroes. Hu Xueting thought that killing the emperor of Byzantium,  Byzantium's technology tree will be in bad luck.

    "Let's fight among ourselves, Byzantium!" Hu Xueting shouted.

    "Hey, my sister is crazy again!" Xiao Xuelan was shocked.

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    ps: I forgot to make a note in Chapter 346. It is true that Persia does not have stirrups and that most European armies do not have stirrups.  There are no stirrups in the portraits of Persian cavalry around AD 600. Even the portrait of General Rustam of Persia (appeared earlier in this article) in AD 636 leading the last elite of Persia to a decisive battle with the Arabs does not have stirrups, while the Arabs did not.  There are one-sided stirrups; around 580 AD, the Byzantine emperor suggested that cavalry must have one-sided stirrups; at the same time, there were no records of large-scale use of stirrups in the Frankish Kingdom in the West; in the 8th century AD, iron stirrups began to become popular in Europe.

    Note 1. Due to the different plots involved in the East and the West, I try to use some standards from the East and the West from the perspective of the plot, such as using "meter" and "hour" from the perspective of Westerners. After all, writing a white-skinned Western  It's weird for people to say "an hour" and "three feet away".

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