Rome, known as the city of seven hills.

Unlike the square cities of the Han Chinese, the irregular city walls surrounded the seven hills scattered on both sides of the Tiber River, and the Roman city in front of you was the city in front of you.

......

Tang Yi stood on a high place outside the city, looking down on the whole city, and there was a trace of disappointment in his heart.

The glorious Roman Empire is gone, but the Renaissance that led the world has yet to be seen.

The current city of Rome, although it is still the capital of ancient Rome, which was once a thousand-year-old empire, has not changed;

Although it was once the center of Europe, the center of the Mediterranean, and even the center of the world at that time, it is still the center of Europe and the famous city of the Mediterranean.

Despite the fact that in the eyes of Europa, it is still so proud. But...

Obviously, the "parody show" of the Holy Roman Empire could no longer reproduce the glory of Rome, and the magnificent buildings left behind by the Renaissance did not appear.

As far as the eye can see, it is all dilapidated, which does not meet Tang Yi's expectations at all.

The things that the whole city of Rome can show its status to the world are the great buildings left over from the ancient Roman period.

The majestic Roman Colosseum, the domed Pantheon, and the Arch of Constantine.

......

Walk down the hill to the front of the formation.

Cao Lao Er looked back, and almost didn't make Tang Yi happy in one sentence.

"It's ok.... This one has walls. ”

Tang Yi couldn't cry or laugh, and quipped: "What? If there is a city wall, it will not be fought? ”

The second child pouted, "It's just there." ”

This broken low wall is barely called a "city wall". Visually it is more than two feet high, and a salvo, even if it doesn't collapse, there is absolutely no living person on the wall.

"To fight or not to fight!?" Cao Jue pointed ahead. "I'll let you have lunch there in an hour!"

Tang Yi followed the direction of his finger and looked over the city wall......

Burst!!

I can't be calm.

"That's not a restaurant, what am I going to eat there?"

Cao Lao Er refers to the Roman gladiatorial arena.

"Pull the wind!!" Cao Lao Er is quite reasonable.

"Do you eat or not? If you don't eat it, I'll stand on top and pee down, helping my brother out of his bad mouth! ”

“......”

Why does this sound so awkward?

"Why don't you speak?" Tang Yi couldn't wait to kick this thing to death.

Which Cheng thought, Cao Jue didn't accept Tang Yi's stubble at all.

"Don't grind! To fight or not to fight? ”

"Spank a fart!" Tang Yi glared at him fiercely. "Wei Yong is still inside."

As he spoke, he marched out of battle alone, and stood still in front of the city.

Looking at the dense Roman defenders at the head of the city, as well as the flying banners of various nobles, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly!!

——“Request to negotiate！！！ ”

After finishing speaking, he was secretly proud, or Lao Tzu was clever, right?

......

Of course, he could pretend to be a coercion, stand here and speak Chinese, and then the Arab merchants would translate it into Latin and listen to the people in the city.

However, the special "request for negotiation"....

ran tens of thousands of miles, and vowed to "be punished even if it is far away", but as soon as he met him, he asked for negotiation before he could fight.....

If this is heard by the brothers, it will be shameless.

So, let's do it yourself! Although the Romans now speak Latin, don't you see a large string of flags of the German, French, and English kingdoms in the city?

Someone can get it, right?

......

As a result, embarrassed ....

“Request to negotiate....”

As soon as the standard 'History of England' came out, there was silence.

“.....”

“.....”

Song Jun was as expected, and his face was confused...... What's the name of the ghost? I didn't know it was a very faceless soft remark.

However, the Roman army in the city was also confused, which made Tang Yi a little confused.

How did he know that the self-proclaimed standard English of later generations had not yet appeared in this era, and it was strange that some people could understand it.

Above the city.

The bishop stood at the head of the city, looking left and right.

"What is this Oriental talking about?"

HRE Emperor Henry IV .... Well, a six-year-old milk doll doesn't understand anything. Not only did he not know what the strange man in the city was saying, but he didn't even understand what the annoying old man next to him was saying.

And the Duke of Normandy of France frowned, but it was slightly better.

"Sounds familiar...."

The nobles of the Shinra looked at each other, and they really didn't understand what the Oriental ghost under the city was called.

At last.

After a long time, the king of West Saxax cautiously approached the bishop.

"Your Excellency..."

The bishop glanced at him, for he had always been very fond of this not very pious barbarian.

"What's the matter?"

The king of Sisaax could naturally see the bishop's disdain, and he held back his anger and slowed his tone.

"Just now one of my knights said that the Oriental spoke a dialect very much like a dialect of their homeland."

"Meaning: to ask for negotiations...."

The bishop was stunned, "Your knight...."

"The West Saksax dialect!?"

......

Thereupon......

The bishop temporarily summoned the knight of West Sasacks to act as an interpreter. For fear of hearing it wrong, he asked Tang Yi in the city to say it again.

Thereupon......

Tang Yi spoke an authentic West Saacs dialect and began the first communication between the East and the West.

“Request to negotiate！！！” Shouted again.

"That's right!!" The Roman lords of the city are finally decided. "He's asking for negotiations!"

The bishop said that this Oriental man was quite 'knowledgeable', and even understood the West Saks dialect.

But....

As for the negotiations, the Bishop could only sneer.

Even the six-year-old Henry IV knew that this was a dream, and exclaimed in a milky voice: "Refuse to negotiate!" ”

The Song army under the city was less than 100,000 in total, while the city of Rome gathered all the elite warriors from all over Europe, enough to 200,000.

The Song people want to negotiate?

The beauty of thinking.

Besides, you found a very interesting thing.

That is, these ignorant Orientals seem to have really bad brains, and they actually tried to threaten Rome without preparing a siege tool?

For a layman in this kind of war, let alone less than 100,000 soldiers and horses, even if they are given more soldiers, what can they do?

You know, in their eyes, Rome is not the cowards of Fatima.

In their eyes, the city of Rome was the strongest fortress in the world, a city of light under the protection of divine light.

The pagans of Arabia cannot be defeated, and these oriental fools are even more invincible!

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At this time, the bishop kissed the head of the city and opened his mouth to shout: "Fool from the East, please give up your sweet dreams!" ”

"Now you only have two choices!"

"Either fight to the death with the knights of my Holy Rome and fall under their assault guns."

"Or... According to the agreement, hand over a hundred ships of goods, leave all the horses and weapons behind, and God will forgive you for your recklessness and let you go home! ”

....

"Heh.... Huh...."

Tang Yi looked at the arrogant nobles in the city with an expressionless face.

"I think you're mistaken."

"But it's okay, since your god is so merciful, I hope it can forgive me for my 'recklessness'!"

Angrily turned around and turned back to the formation.

......

Very failed, haven't talked yet.... It collapsed.

As soon as he came back, Cao Lao Er asked, "What did you tell them?" ”

At this time, Yang Wenguang also leaned over, and his heart was the same as Cao Jue's question.

Tang Yi could only smile bitterly, "For Song Kai's sake, prepare to admit it for the second time." ”

"As a result.... It didn't work out again. ”

Cao Lao Er grinned widely, "It's not your style in the first place." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about them!? Just do it! ”

Tang Yi shook his head, "If you want to do it, you have to rescue Song Kai." ”

In case they are really in a hurry, Song Kai is in their hands, and it is difficult to have a good end.

......

Turn around and look at the city of Rome in a daze.

Yang Wenguang walked to him silently, "Is there a countermeasure?" ”

Now it was a stalemate, Song Kai was stuck there, and the Romans refused to give in.

Hearing Tang Yi's answer, he looked ahead and couldn't take his eyes off it, "It has been standing for a thousand years!" ”

"What?" Yang Wenguang frowned, and he didn't understand what Tang Yi meant for a while.

I had to follow his gaze, and finally freeze on the tall, majestic, and magnificent Roman gladiatorial arena.

Although the years have left traces of erosion on the stone wall, Yang Wenguang has to admit that it is very beautiful.

It is also admirable that the Romans were able to build such a great project a thousand years ago.

"In this expedition, I have to say that we originally had some ...... Underestimate the world! ”

Whether it is the pyramids of Egypt or the gladiatorial arena in front of them, it is enough to make the Han people admire.

"yes...."

Tang Yi nodded, "Like our Great Wall and the pyramids of the Egyptians, it is an ancient miracle, a witness of civilization, and the crystallization of wisdom!" ”

"A few years later, when we have turned into dust, it is still standing here, becoming the pride of a nation and an era!"

"At that time, it will no longer belong to Rome, but to the whole world, and it will be the last legacy of all human civilization."

"It's an ancestor..... A legacy for posterity. ”

The more Yang Wenguang listened, the more confused he became, what he could understand and what he couldn't understand, Tang Yi chattered a lot.

He didn't understand, in front of the two armies, how could he still have the leisure to let him sigh like this....

"What the hell is Da Lang talking about?"

"It's a pity...."Tang Yi is still immersed in the world of self-memory and can't extricate himself.

......

"It's a pity that no matter how valuable the wealth is, it has nothing to do with the Great Song Dynasty now."

"You...."

"Uncle Yang!" Tang Yi interrupted Yang Wenguang.

"Do you know what is the easiest and most brutal way to defeat your enemies?"

"What...... What? Tang Yi's face at this time was a little crazy, Yang Wenguang realized in his heart, he wouldn't be....

I saw Tang Yi smiling, took one last look at the Roman gladiatorial arena, turned his head to look at Yang Wenguang's eyes and said, "It's not murder...."

"Rather.... Destroy him in his heart.... All cognition! ”

“......”

"Cao Lao Er!"

Just as Yang Wenguang was in a flash, Tang Yi had already turned around.

"Raise the muzzle ....."

"An hour! At the expense of shells ...."

"I want to be there...... It becomes flat! ”

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