The road was full of people, most of them sat on the ground, some people wanted to squeeze forward, but saw that there were lifeless people in front of them, so they could only sit down like a corpse. Jump in line? fight? noisy? It doesn't exist, these naive behaviors disappeared when they saw that the passenger ships in the port could only carry one or two hundred people each time, and the people queuing up could not see the end at a glance.
"The people in Constantinople don't welcome us." Someone murmured, and the people around were too lazy to agree, not just Constantinople, but the entire land west of the Byzantine Bosphorus. People welcome them.
"This is our loyal Byzantium!" Someone whispered, there was no ferocity, no hatred, only pain in the voice.
From time to time, some young people in the crowd are agitating: "the empire has abandoned us, so we will abandon the empire!" "Follow the Persians and kill Byzantium!"
Some young children will join them without hesitation because of the pain they suffer physically and mentally, while those who are older just sit blankly, whether they are betrayed by Byzantium or betray Byzantium, this is a matter of the future , The most important thing now is to be able to go to the opposite side of the strait, to be able to live in a safe place, and to be able to have food.
There was some commotion near the port, and it passed quickly to the east. Many people stretched their necks and looked into the distance, only to see a cavalry army of more than a thousand people appearing in front of them.
"Get out of the way!" The frontmost cavalry yelled sharply, and whipped the whip in their hands at the crowd, but failed to hit a few. Just looking at the armors on the cavalrymen shining in the sun, the Byzantine people blocking the road cleverly fled to the distance and gave way.
The originally congested road quickly cleared a road that was not wide enough for cavalry and carriages to pass by.
"Going to fight the Persians?" Someone sarcastically said that there were many Persian soldiers nearby, driving the rabbits to the beach, but the great Byzantines seemed to know that there were Persians and rabbits in Byzantine territory. .
"I think they can't even beat a rabbit." Someone sneered, the Byzantine warriors are useless and will only abandon the Byzantine people.
In the carriage, Chirac discussed the future with the Minister of Justice in a low voice.
"This time I quietly went to the Western Turks, I must not let the Persians know." Heraclius said. The Minister of Justice nodded. The emperor of Byzantium went to the Western Turks in person. The idiots knew that it was for peace talks with the Western Turks, and even joined forces to deal with Persia.
"If you want to get rid of Persia, you have to take some risks." Heraclius's eyes were shining brightly. Byzantium was about to be killed by Persia. The sudden appearance of a rabbit demon is actually not necessarily a bad thing. No matter how bad it is, it can be worse than Byzantium's destruction is it bad? The melee of the three forces is an opportunity for Byzantium. But in order to get this precious opportunity, Heraclius had to show enough sincerity, such as going to see the Rabbit Demon in person.
"I just hope she isn't crazy." The Minister of Justice frowned slightly. Byzantium knew very little about the Rabbit Demon. He only knew that she could command rabbits by playing the flute and that she was a woman. There was no other news. Damn Turkic refugee news is too simple.
"Yeah, I'd rather she be a devil." Heraclius nodded slightly. Devils can also communicate. How many devils are said to be able to make deals, exchanging souls and lives for money, power and status? If the Rabbit Devil is really a devil, unless she foolishly wants rabbits to rule the world, Byzantium must have a chance to make a deal with her.
"Gold coins, cattle and sheep, beauties, handsome men, famous paintings, whatever she wants, you can promise her." The Minister of Justice said, everything is external possessions. Compared with the entire Byzantium occupied by the Persians, there is nothing that cannot be given up.
"I'm afraid the rabbit devil won't care about this." Chirac slightly panicked when he thought about the legend that the devil has always given power to mortals with gold, silver, jewelry and beauties. The devil is a devil, a devil like a rabbit or a devil like a rabbit, should What to give to the devil?
"What the devil wants is the soul." The Minister of Justice said indifferently, and glanced outside the carriage through the gap of the carriage. The densely packed Byzantine people crowded the road. "I'll order the ships from Constantinople to slow down."
Heraclius understands that even if these refugees reach the west of Constantinople, they are just makers of chaos and trouble. If the rabbit devil needs souls, then give her the souls of these refugees.
"The secret agreement of alliance cannot be made public, and there cannot be a single word left behind." The Minister of Justice reminded that if he signed it foolishly, the rest of the Byzantine ministers would find out, and Heraclius would be overthrown in minutes, and another talented person would be selected. No matter how downcast Byzantium was, the throne was still very attractive. Those who wanted to be emperor were enough to go around the palace three times.
 The dried fish had completely fallen to the ground, trembling and trying to escape, Qin Qiong and Mai Tiezhang stepped forward, grabbed her sleeves from left to right: "My lord, it's time to test you!"
Hu Xueting's face was as pale as paper, and looking back at Xiao Xuelan, Cabbage Kui Chuixue, the three little girls had already disappeared without a trace.
"For the sake of Dayue!" Hu Xueting gritted his teeth, as long as he could save a few people from Dayue from dying, it was the emperor's responsibility to bear with anything. damn it! For Mao, others met the noble princes and kings of Europe after crossing, all of them were handsome and handsome, with pointed chins and slender eyes, but Hu Mou was going to meet a trash king!
Hu Xueting was extremely remorseful. This is the result of reading books without thinking. Thinking about how Europeans dare not take a bath, how dare they wash their hair? How can there be no lice if you don't wash your hair!
Hu Xueting closed his eyes, and one after another came to his mind: Queen Elizabeth took a bath once a month after a thousand years, which was called "luxury" by people; St. Margaret, a Hungarian nun, never washed her hair in her life; The mummified body of King Ferdinand II of Naples who died in 1496 was discovered by archaeologists to have lice in his hair!
Is it strange that Europeans used brooms to remove lice from their hair around 600 AD?
Compared with the Europeans, do the Chinese who bathe in incense really stand at the top of cleanliness?
Hu Xueting's voice was full of grief and despair: "Girl manga kills people!"
Qin Qiong and Mai Tiezhang grabbed Hu Xueting's sleeves tightly, no matter who you "girl comics" are and who they killed, anyway, today you have to sign an alliance agreement with Heraclius no matter what!
Hu Xueting took a deep breath, and a majestic aura entered her body from the top of her head, and instantly reached the bottom of her feet. Everything in the world was in her eyes, and nothing could hide from her eyes and heart.
"Heraclius, do you want to sign an alliance agreement?" Hu Xueting's expression was long and cold, as if from hell.
Chirac narrowed his eyes slightly, a louse was beating on his handsome face. "Yes, His Majesty the Emperor Dai Viet, Byzantium and Dai Viet have a common enemy."
"Then, I want war horses, iron, gold and silver, and the Asia Minor peninsula!" Hu Xueting sternly said, if he doesn't agree, then he will be pulled down!
? Qin Qiong and Mai Tiezhang pulled Hu Xueting's sleeve even tighter, looking at Hu Xueting with resentment and deep sadness in his eyes, you don't want to find an excuse to beat Heraclius, do you?
Hu Xueting glared at the two of them, do you think I will beat a guy with lice, fleas and bugs all over his body? Hu did not even dare to take a step closer!
Qin Qiong and Mai Tiezhang looked at each other, and the other hand pressed the dragon chair without hesitation, trying to smash Heraclius with the dragon chair, dreaming!
Heraclius had a smile on his face, but his heart was extremely cold. He felt Hu Xueting's murderous aura. If he refused, he was about to turn against Byzantium? However, the immediate conditions are exactly the bottom line of Byzantium, why can't they agree?
"Okay, I promise you, Byzantium will form an alliance with Dai Viet!" Heraclius laughed.
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