The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

"Have you seen our Caesar, our priest-king from Khitan?" The Patriarch enthusiastically invited Shu Yichao to the stage.

"Inspired by God, he came to this land and personally punished the pagan devil Sultan with death!"

"Let those hateful pagans understand the majesty of the Lord and that it must not be offended."

Shu Yichao held up his spear, bathing in the bright sunlight, as if his whole body was covered with a halo.

His handsome appearance and majestic posture make him look particularly sacred and noble at this moment.

[Alluring Beauty], full fire!

The cheers nearly blew the roof of the church off.

"Long live!"

"Long live the Priest King!"

"Long live the Khitan Caesar!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, the Patriarch continued to shout.

"But the suffering brought upon us by the hateful pagans is far from over - they still linger in the land entrusted to us by the Lord."

"If we can't seize this rare opportunity to destroy their evil lair and let these demons continue to tarnish the glory of Norma—"

"Then the Lord, how disappointed he must be!"

"So, my faithful followers, I implore you—whether you are a soldier, a merchant, a farmer, or a craftsman..."

"Get ready and join a great and sacred war to drive out the evil pagans and take back our homeland!"

"With the Lord's protection and blessing, and under the leadership of the Priest King, we will be invincible!"

After a brief silence, the sound came like a tsunami.

"Jihad!"

“Holy War!!”

Constantine XI was stunned.

Under the passionate incitement of the Patriarch, the restless blood of the Norma people, which worships the strong and loves military exploits, was clearly burning.

The soldiers and civilians of the Norma Empire, whose self-confidence had been lost for a long time, were extremely excited at this moment. Everyone was optimistic about the future of the empire and even became very ambitious.

Constantine XI knew very well that if he could achieve a few resounding victories at this time, then this ancient empire, which had been in decline for a long time and was on the verge of collapse, might usher in a new dawn of revival!

After all, the Norma Empire has risen from the endless abyss many times in history and then been reborn from the ashes!

Maybe this time, history is repeating itself!

At this moment, Constantine XI saw the Patriarch's eyes turn to him.

Then, the other party winked at him.

"..."

"...Your Majesty." Mrs. Marti, who also saw this scene, was stunned for a moment and then asked.

"Are you really sure that the Patriarch is crazy?"

"……perhaps?"

——Inspired by fanatical faith, Constantinople, with a population of less than 100,000, actually managed to gather nearly 10,000 crusaders.

Of course, the quality is...

From sixty-year-old elders to teenagers, there are farmers, priests, carpenters, chefs and all kinds of occupations.

Because there were not enough young and middle-aged men, even some strong women were mobilized.

In addition, some foreign expatriates, sailors and mercenaries living in Constantinople also joined in.

They were dressed in a variety of clothes, with different heights, weights and sizes. They held huge wooden crosses, double-headed eagle flags, swords, spears, bows and crossbows, and began to march slowly.

Of course Shu Yichao would not go with these people.

He led his own elite archers, numbering nearly a thousand, and impatiently rushed towards the capital of the Osman Empire.

Adrianople.

[Hey, host, why are you running to Mumona's capital? ]

The black screen still couldn't be fixed. System 12345 was still completely in the dark about Shu Yichao's current situation and couldn't understand what Shu Yichao's actions meant.

【Aren't you walking into a trap? 】

[Even if you want to hide the truth behind the lamp, you may not be able to deceive Mumona. ]

【and many more……】

Suddenly, System 12345 seemed to have thought of something and realized.

[Oh, I understand. Host, you want to go the palace route and rely on Mumona's concubine to persuade you to regain your favor, right?]

[It’s indeed a good idea…]

[But speaking of which, host, how did you know that Mumona had a wife and children? Did she tell you herself?]

[Uh—Host, you might be curious about why Mumona has concubines and can even give birth to children with these concubines.]

[To this, I can only say, hmm, there's no need to make things so clear about the matter of beautiful girls from another world, hahahaha.]

System 12345 smirked, then his laughter got quieter and quieter, and he finally spoke seriously.

[Uh uh, well, I don't think you should mind, host.]

[Anyway, if you successfully capture Mumena, won't her harem also be yours?]

【Buy one get ten free, what a great deal. 】

[When the time comes... hehehehe, those who understand will understand. ]

Chapter 29-I can't stand this grievance

Adrianople is a city less than 200 kilometers away from Constantinople.

Even before the Norman Empire was divided, it was an important military town. Whenever Augustus wanted to use troops, he had to gather his forces here.

Correspondingly, if you want to attack Constantinople, you must first take down this fortress.

When the Ottomans captured it, they made it their capital in preparation for further advances.

Between Adrianople and Constantinople, there are naturally many Ottoman towns and small castles.

"Your Excellency the Emir, we can't attack! We can't attack!"

At this moment, on the wall of a certain town, a dozen soldiers were hugging the thighs of an Osman noble and crying loudly.

They cried heart-wrenchingly, as if their whole family would die in the next second.

"Even the almighty Sultan died at the hands of the Khitan devil."

"The empire's army of over one hundred thousand men was completely defeated."

"If we were to chase after the Khitans, wouldn't that be courting death?"

They cried and pleaded, "It wouldn't matter if only we died."

"But what if we anger the Khitans and they come back to attack this town?"

"Those demons will not let anyone go!"

When Shu Yichao led his troops passing through this town, the town's chief, an emir, suddenly had an idea and wanted to send someone to lead the troops to follow and attack the Khitans from behind.

Then the soldiers who received this order were scared to death!

Your Excellency Emir, if you want us to die, can't you just kill us directly?

Why make such an excuse?

They are not like this Emir who has never been to the front line.

These soldiers knew very well how fierce the Khitans were!

When they found out that Emir was not looking for trouble but really wanted to attack the Khitans, they rushed to persuade him.

If this matter is not handled properly, the whole family will die.

But no matter how the soldiers cried and begged, Emir remained unmoved.

He berated the soldiers with a self-satisfied air.

"You cowards who escaped from the front!"

"You don't deserve the true God's blessing!"

"Look at you crying now. Are you weak women from somewhere?"

"You have to go today, whether you want to or not!"

"Otherwise, I will first execute you and then sell your wives and children into slavery!"

"Don't even think about escaping. If you don't bring back a few Khitan heads within three days, you'll end up in the same situation."

Emile felt that these soldiers were really scared.

Isn't it normal to lose a war?

Constantinople had experienced many sieges, but this time it was held, while the empire suffered heavy losses.

But listen to what these soldiers who escaped back are talking about.

In their fantastical nonsense, it seemed as if every Khitan was a devil with bones of steel, green faces and fangs, cruel and bloodthirsty, who could kill people as easily as killing a chicken.

Seriously, I'm not asking you to wipe out all the Khitans.

He just followed behind, quietly looking for opportunities to kill a few lone Khitans.

As a result, these people cried and wailed as if I was forcing them to die...

Even so, you still have the nerve to call yourself a warrior of Osman?

Under the coercion of the Emir, the Osmani soldiers, knowing that the situation was irreversible, returned home in grief and prepared to fight.

Then, every household was filled with crying.

The soldiers wrote their wills, divided their property, asked their families to hide in the cellar, and then set off crying breathlessly.

"Haha, it's over, it's all over."

Some wounded soldiers who had also escaped from the front line and huddled in the corner like zombies watched these dozens of people leave the city, all muttering to themselves.

"They all have to die."

“Everyone must die.”

The Emir's actions were very effective.

In less than an hour, Shu Yichao led nearly a thousand elite archers and surrounded the town in the dust.

"It's so numb."

Shu Yichao said.

"Brothers, we are really being looked down upon."

"Just a few dozen people dared to come and cause trouble for us."

"I've never suffered such a great injustice!"

"Prepare for attack." Shu Yichao pointed to the wooden wall of the town in the distance.

There was no need for him to find stones to break down the gate of this kind of city wall; the elite archers could just use grappling hooks to climb over it.

"Old rules, anyone who crosses the wheel will be killed!"

"Great Khan." At this time, an elite archer cavalry approached Shu Yichao and said, "Is there anything particular about the wheels?"

"Hmm?" Shu Yichao asked in surprise, "So particular?"

Then he understood.

"Hey, I didn't realize you guys are quite creative."

Although it is said that wheels kill, how high the wheels should be is a matter of knowledge.