In Antioch City, there was a hustle and bustle in the yamen, the state capital, which had been designated by the Great Min as the seat of Xuzhou, hundreds of cavalry were busy wearing armor, and even Qin Huaiyang, the general of the right military guard who was appointed as the commander of Antiochliu, was also upright and tidying up his clothes and armor. (The best experience of reading novels is all in [])

King Qin Ci of Fujian, the golden helmet is really carved with gold lifelike beasts, the eye scales and other positions are also decorated with various colored gemstones, and the heavy armor pieces on the body are also the delicate craftsmen tirelessly wrong gold and silver hollowed out of various exquisite patterns, the whole set of armor defense does not know how much, but take out the absolute dazzling eyes.

Although the Roman senators who surrendered to Fujian have gone to Constantinople with many Fujian officials, the political situation in Rome began to slowly control the hands of Da Min, but if he can master Constantine, the Roman emperor, the process of Da Min receiving the whole of Greece in the future will still be much smoother, so the stubborn Constantine IV surrendered, and the face still has to be passable.

While sorting out the equipment, Qin Huaiyang also patiently asked: "Mr. really won't go with Huaiyang to greet the Roman Emperor?"

Although Li Jie gave his generals and the rights of magistrates quite free, it was not completely unrestricted, except for Fan Ziyue, who controlled the Indochina Peninsula and now pretended to be the queen of Linyi, the governors of the other regions must be rotated once every three years, and a series of officials such as the governor of the region, the state assassin and the county guard are only in charge of politics, and the army is a military region composed of a number of government soldiers, which is guarded by the generals of the north and south and the military department, so in Antioch City, there is also a Xuzhou assassin history equal to Qin Huaiyang's position.

This Xuzhou assassin is no one else, this time assisting Anna to recapture Antioch's uncle, Amuriel, the illegitimate son of the Byzantine emperor.

However, at this time, Amu Lie had a little bit of the usual rich smile of a businessman, wearing the purple robe of Shangzhou Thorn Shi Cong Sanpin, and also tied his hair and wore a felt official hat with a high back, Amu Lie shook his head majestically.

"General Qin can go alone, and the official will not go, and someone in the city needs to be taken care of."

Amurielke has no sincerity at all, purely disgusted with Constantine IV, he grew up with Anna since he was a child, although Anna has caused him countless troubles, but in his mind, he is still similar to his daughter, so Constantine IV, who almost killed Anna, is definitely Amuriel's death.

Let him go and welcome Constantine? Unless the sun comes out of the west.

Qin Huaiyang is the same, knowing the temper of this colleague, he no longer persuaded him, but before going out, Qin Huaiyang still remembered something, and turned around and said to Amuriel: "Heraclius assassinated the history, Huaiyang also wants to ask you to clean up the Anyang mansion on the street and use it as a shelter for the Roman emperor."

Anyang Mansion is a courtyard built by a desert chief during the Arab Empire, not so much a mansion as a fortress, and I don't know how many bad things this chief has done to build his home like this.

This place is isolated from the inside and outside by high walls, and it is good enough to use it to put Constantine IV under house arrest, I thought that I would build a prison for my old opponent, Amullie could agree, who knew that Qin Huaiyang was full of enthusiasm, Amullie still shook his head very arrogantly.

"This official is short of manpower, so I'll bother General Qin to clean it up together!"

This is a bit too much, although he doesn't care about the army, Amu Lie has hundreds of police officers under him, and he will do it after transferring twenty or thirty people, who knows that this guy still shirks, and Qin Huaiyang is also a little annoyed at this time.

"Zhao Wuyang, you led your troops to be dispatched by Heraclius, so that the army is tired!"

After speaking, Qin Huaiyang rode on his horse and took a few generals under his command, and more than two hundred cronies and knights went out of the door, leaving Amu Lie staring straight at him.

Zhao Wuyang is the captain, Qin Huaiyang left him a capital of more than 1,000 people, originally Amulie shirked because he didn't want to spend money to add quilts and furniture to the decoration of Constantine IV's mansion, this is good, during the secondment period, according to the regulations, he had to spend more than 1,000 strong men for a day or two more rations, and the Byzantine profiteers snorted angrily.

Putting Amu Lie together, Qin Huaiyang was in a much more comfortable mood when he went out of the city, and he was humming a small tune on it, and he greeted the right guard sergeant outside the city gate and walked out of the east city gate.

In response to the ploughing strategy proposed by the King of Min, the originally fertile farmland near Antioch is now also full of winter wheat, and the green wheat that has just emerged looks full of vitality and looks refreshing under the breeze.

But working in the fields against the cold wind of the sun is not a good job, especially when you are whipped with a leather whip.

The 160,000 Eastern Roman army and some foreign elite Roman troops such as the Ostrogothic Guard were taken away by Li Jie, and there were still about 50,000 Bulgarians left, and the Slavs were unceremoniously confiscated by Qin Huaiyang, imprisoned the sergeant leaders, and scattered the fields to work.

There is no interest in the war, who is willing to fight, anyway, these armed forces are all foreign armed forces, obeying their respective chieftains and nobles, their kingdom has not yet been conquered, and they cannot be expected to be used by the Great Min as quickly as the Roman army, so it is natural to oppress these barbarians.

Along the way, both sides of the road were full of Bolgars who bowed their heads and loosened the soil, and these nomads were pitiful for their farm work, and they were tired and miserable.

Countless hateful eyes were focused on Qin Huaiyang's shining armor, but for these, Qin Huaiyang had long been accustomed to it, and turned a blind eye to it.

Qin Huaiyang didn't notice that in the field, the closer he got to the central encirclement, the more Bolgars and Slavs gathered together to whisper, and they were whipped down by the guards before they dispersed.

In the center, the center of a wheat field is bare, and a trench more than one meter deep surrounds here, but around the trench, there has long been no special care of the Fujian army, only a lonely tent remains, and the last twenty ironclad holy cavalrymen with rusty armor are guarding near the tent in frustration.

Offering to surrender, Constantine IV had already been waiting at the mouth of the tent, saying that power is the elixir of youth, and losing power, this shrewd and vicious Roman politician has also aged a lot, his hair is very gray, he is less than forty years old, and his face is already full of wrinkles.

As if to show the last bit of imperial majesty, Constantine was still dressed in the purple robes of the Roman emperor, with a golden olive branch crown on his head, and a scepter in his arms guarding the side of the road.

The fierce gaze flickered in his eyes from time to time.

After marching for more than ten minutes, Qin Huaiyang's greeting team quickly passed through the trench and arrived in front of the tent, riding on the horse and looking at the emperor of the end of the road, Qin Huaiyang jumped off the horse quite politely, with the arrogance and politeness of the Dongfang scholar, and bowed slightly.

"Qin Huaiyang, the general of the right military guard of the Great Min, is ordered by the King of Min to accept the surrender of the Roman Emperor!"

As he spoke, Qin Huaiyang stretched out his hands to Constantine IV.

According to etiquette, the surrendering side surrendered the symbol of power, or a sword, or a jade seal, and the only thing that could represent Constantine's rights here was the scepter in his hand.

However, it was not as Qin Huaiyang expected, Constantine was very nostalgic and rubbed the golden eagle made of gold on the head of the staff, and the sharp eagle's beak flashed a cold light in the reflection of the sun.

"Augustus is going back to Constantinople!"

Some blunt Chinese words made Qin Huaiyang stunned, and maintained a ceremonial smile, and Qin Huaiyang owed a slight debt again.

"The Roman Emperor sincerely repents, and the King of Fujian will send the Roman Emperor to Constantinople!"

"But Augustus is going back to Constantinople now!"

Constantine IV's tough words finally made Qin Huaiyang frown, after all, he was born in a military aristocracy and was the youngest son of Qin Shubao, the protector of the country, and a slight unusual sense of crisis rose in Qin Huaiyang's heart.

The posture of the Roman emperor will never surrender, but it is like an order, and he glanced left and right without making a trace, Qin Huaiyang still maintained that polite smile and bowed slightly.

"Since the Roman Emperor hasn't decided whether to surrender to me or not, let's think again! The last will be retired. ”

"Since you're here, don't think about leaving!"

Before Qin Huaiyang's words fell, several ironclad holy cavalrymen beside Constantine had already shouted fiercely, and they had already held it for a long time, and the cross sword, which was already slightly rusty, was hoarsely pulled out of its sheath, and the murderous rush to Qin Huaiyang's face door was cut off.

A sneer bloomed at the corner of Qin Huaiyang's mouth, a cold light flashed, and he had already drawn his sword out of its sheath at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and with two sonorous sounds, the armor on the face of a holy cavalryman burst open, and a deep wound was reflected on his face, and then the blood wrapped in white slurry flowed out, and he knelt on the ground with a wooden sound.

The other was holding the severed hand wound that had flown out and screaming miserably.

Although I don't know what Constantine's conspiracy is, Qin Huaiyang has already decided to take him, like a leopard, Qin Huaiyang rushed straight to the stunned Constantine IV to kill, panicked so that the remaining ironclad holy cavalry all shouted and blocked in front of their Roman emperor who was full of horror.

But at this moment, a loud cry sounded in front of him.

"Qin Huaiyang!"

Raising his head in astonishment, a flash of sharpness was reflected in Qin Huaiyang's eyes......

The Romans' rebellion was too sudden, and the two hundred Min cavalry had not yet reacted, and the crackling arrow rain had been shot down from the two wings in a messy manner, and more than half of them fell in an instant in the screams of the people turning over on their backs, and the rest were also hurriedly dismounted to avoid the arrows.

After the rain of arrows, the beast-like howl sounded again, and the Slavs who came from nowhere, with heavy axes, slashed at them ferociously, and more than a dozen people were hacked to death on the spot, as if a signal, the entire tens of thousands of prisoners of war working near Antioch were in chaos in an instant, and the stunned Fujian sergeants were knocked to the ground with farm tools.

"Augustus, go this way!" Shouting, the remaining dozen or so paladiers embraced the horse of the Min army that Constantine IV had stolen, and galloped towards the city of Antioch with their horses' buttocks......