The whole battlefield is in a frenzy, and everyone is doing killing! Kill! Kill!

The cavalry without roundabout space is not as good as the infantry, surrounded by all sides, the remaining Huns are fierce, and they desperately resist under the cover of war horses, and some would rather be hacked to death by a dozen spears than cut their swords on the Fujian army.

The Huns are too cruel, ferocious and easy to kill, the last time they almost killed the Min army, at this time they did not want to surrender and live, but they knew that under the blood debt, the Min people may not accept their surrender either, and this battle only ended with one side being killed and killed.

On the other hand, the main force of the Roman army, which had suffered heavy losses and was already frightened, had a lot of money at this time, and the crowds knelt on the ground and surrendered with their hands raised, but the ruthlessness of their pursuit of the defeated soldiers of the Fujian army just now is still vivid, Li Jie, as a soldier, is mainly a short-tempered subject soldier, anyway, there is a general of the Fujian army who said that there is no forgiveness for killing, and the Arabs, Caucasians, and Persians who came back do not accept surrender, and the knives and axes just greet the Constantinople side with a smoke, regardless of whether you surrender or not!

However, the Romans really had a nervous breakdown, except for the barbarian guards hired from Northern Europe and the steppes of South Russia, whether it was Constantinople or the Greeks, the peasant and heavy infantry, even if the Fujian army was cut and killed, they could not resist at all, they just knelt on the ground tremblingly, and the angry Fujian army broke and killed more than 100 people.

In this crowd, especially with thousands of Mo knife soldiers to kill the most ferocious, the heavy big knife just cut forward, whether it is a person or a horse, a knife will definitely be seriously injured, two or three knives were directly cut into two, blood splashed on the spot, where the Mo knife hand passed, often blood flowed into a river, stumps and broken arms to the ground.

In such a fierce Modao team, a sturdy figure with a height of more than two meters and an iron tower is still revealed like the god of war, and the love of Fang Yiai has reached the point of invincibility, and the heavy Modao knife shadow is like flying, making his whole person like scissors, constantly moving forward, killing left and right all the time, and pulling the thick Hun cavalry formation into a bloody hole.

At this time, standing at the head of the city, Constantine IV's whole person was trembling violently, and the archbishop Baldwin who was following him was even more frightened by the murderous slaughter field below, and for a long time, he turned his head to Constantine in a trembling manner, and asked with his teeth chattering.

"Oh, Your Majesty Augustus, what, what to do?"

The telescopes were pinched out of a trace, but Constantine IV said in a cold voice: "Order the defenders of the city wall to retreat and defend the wall of Constantine!"

Constantinople has a total of three walls, the original Greek colonial city of Byzantium has a layer of walls, after the establishment of Constantinople, Constantine the Great built a farther and wider wall of Constantine, and then in order to resist the invasion of the Hun Attila, the city wall of Theodosius.

Now the Byzantine city wall has long been dilapidated, although it is not as amazing as the defense of Theodosius's city wall, but the city wall of Constantine can also resist for a moment and a half, at this time the Min army has been killed, the overwhelming smell of blood permeated the entire city, the general tragic situation of the Shura field has already frightened the defenders are frightened, listening to the order of Constantine IV, almost like a pardon, Baldwin is the first to slip off the city wall.

As for later? We'll talk about it then!

However, Constantine IV had just descended the city wall under the protection of the guards, and was confronted with another piece of bad news.

"Augustus! The Golden Horn is lost! Simon, that bastard, ran away with the Bolgars, and now the Min army has come in from the Golden Horn! ”

There were really no idle troops to guard against each other with Simon, the two simply divided the territory, the Golden Horn was handed over to Simon for defense, and Constantine responded to Li Jie, but now the army is defeated, Simon obviously has an eyeliner at this end, plus Li Rang's siege momentum is too strong, taking advantage of the fact that the Golden Horn is not blocked, he simply took his people to grab the Byzantine ship, begged for the Black Sea, and gave the Golden Horn to Li Rang.

The plan to defend the walls of Constantine was also broken, and Constantine IV was dark, and he simply sat on the ground in a daze.

"Augustus, either or surrender!" At this time, Baldwin did not have any belief in God-blessed Rome, and his voice trembled and he actually proposed surrender to Constantine IV.

"Surrender?"

Seeing Constantine sitting on the ground in confusion and looking up and asking, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, Baldwin nodded desperately, holding the blue sky with both hands and vigorously narrating the bright prospects.

"Your sister is the favorite concubine of the King of Min, and she is called the Roman Emperor together with the King of Min, for her sake, the King of Min will definitely not kill you!"

"When the time comes, you will recommend a few of us to seek a half-official position under Her Majesty Anna, and when the time comes, we will be able to keep it, and you will definitely have a prosperous life Augustus......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was stabbed in the back, and under the severe pain, seeing the scarlet eyes of Constantine IV, Baldwin did not dare to say more, and turned his head and fled desperately towards the city.

Standing up with his sword, Constantine IV did not chase after him, but commanded the chief of the guard beside him in a trance: "Guard every inch of the sacred Roman Empire!"

As the chief of guard of the Roman emperor, he had great power in the country, and he was also loyal to the emperor, the yellow-haired chief of the guard from Macedonia bowed to Constantine IV, and immediately led the guards, and turned back to the city wall.

Pushing away the crying support of several eunuchs around him, Constantine IV also staggered towards the city as if he was drunk.

…………

Under the city.

Fear had overcome all courage, and the Hun nobleman screamed and dropped his scimitar, desperately running away, but before he could run two steps, a red light suddenly began to crack from the Tianling cover, and then cracked to the crotch of his pants, and the whole person was cut in two, and fell into the ashes with a snap.

A knife slashed deep into the soil, but Fang Yiai couldn't pull it out for half a day, the continuous fierce battle was too physically demanding, and Hercules like him was also exhausted at this time, dripping sweat mixed with blood, constantly flowing out of the cracks in his heavy armor.

Raising his head again, Fang Yiai suddenly found that his eyes were empty, it turned out that he had killed the entire Hun army, and in front of him was the collapsed city wall of Constantinople and countless corpses that had just been blown up and shocked.

wiped a handful of sweat, and just stood up with difficulty, Fang Yiai's eyes suddenly straightened.

On the second floor of the Theodosius city wall, the Roman military gate that had been confined was opened little by little, and the shouting of killing came from inside, and a moment later, the figure of Sheng Lianshan, the general of Zuo Qianniuwei, who should have been dead, appeared in the city gate.

In an instant, Fang Yiai's breathing almost stopped.

King Min order, the first to enter the city, the king!

It seemed that all the limbs and bones had given birth to new strength, and as soon as he pulled out the Mo knife, Fang Yiai roared again.

"Mo Dao Team, Siege!"

They were the first Min army to kill under the city of Constantinople, and with Fang Yiai, more than 100 Mo swordsmen who were like being fished out of blood also emerged with new strength and rushed towards the open city wall.

Climbing the steep slope after the collapse, Fang Yiai ran in front of everyone, staring at the city gate where there was continuous fighting, the whole world seemed to be far away from Fang Yiai, and his mind was full of the glory, power, and wealth of the king.

Especially a smiling face like a flower, with the sweetness of the first time I saw it, the moment it appeared in front of me, the bloody and hideous face under Fang Yiai's helmet revealed a warm smile.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, the glory and happiness you want are even within reach, Fang Yiai even watched the Ostrogothic royal guards fight with the Ostrogothic royal guards with a horizontal knife, and the bearded face of Sheng Lianshan, who was screaming fiercely, became cute.

But just as he was about to grab this honor, a Donggoe soldier who had been slashed three times by Sheng Lianshan and was already covered in blood suddenly went crazy and slashed the big axe in his hand on a big iron chain at the city gate, and the roaring sound suddenly pulled Fang Yiai back from the beauty.

"No !!"

The iron rod was welded, and the iron gate as heavy as the grid fell suddenly, and he was about to isolate himself from the opportunity to be crowned king, and in an instant, Fang Yiai felt that his world was going to turn gray, and his mind became that angry, hating iron and steel, disgusted, disgusted pretty face, at this moment, Fang Yiai lost the Mo knife and made a move that stunned everyone.

"Hey!!"

After all, the gate did not fall to the ground, and the sharp iron spear head below pierced the back of Fang Yiai, and two of them were forcibly pierced out of his solid bright light armor, but even so, Fang Yiai, who was carrying this heavy iron gate, still did not fall, but like a giant in ancient mythology, he held it up again against the city gate.

"Siege!"

Listening to Fang Yiai's hoarse roar, the Mo Dao soldiers behind him went crazy.

Ignoring the bows and arrows shot inside, he also carried the heavy iron gate on his shoulders and pushed it upward, and the Mo sword soldiers behind him slashed at the heads of the Goth guards at the city gate with infinite anger.

More than 100 Mo sword soldiers have become the decisive force, it is already the end of the strong crossbow, and finally Constantine's Ostrogothic Guard has finally collapsed, and the rest of the defeated soldiers who have been completely ignored at the head of the city have fled to the city, and the city gate is inserted with the dazzling two-headed golden dragon of Damin!

"Old house! Old house! ”

Pliers and saw blades were turned out from the blacksmith shop in the city, and more than a dozen crying Mo knife soldiers desperately broke the thumb-thick iron bar, supporting Fang Yiai, who was like a gossamer, Sheng Lianshan shouted desperately and shook.

The divine light in the pupils has been dissipated, but Fang Yiai's face has a particularly relaxed smile, once carried a thousand pounds, and his heavy arms weakly stroked the blood-stained, muddy land of Constantinople, weakly opened his mouth, and the faint voice slowly pierced through.

"I'm here first......"

"Old house! Old house! Grabbing his arm to the side, Sheng Lianshan roared impatiently.

"Medic !!"

Under the city of Constantinople, more Fujian troops slaughtered through the remaining battle formations of the Huns, and countless people roared with joy and ran past Sheng Lianshan and Fang Yiai's side.

Constantinople, finally taken!