A certain year, a certain month, a certain day, a certain minute and a second.
A certain place, a certain city, a certain hall.
During the expedition, Oran lay down quietly.
He was very tired and wanted to sleep for a while.
He is surrounded by veterans who have conquered thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and established Yingluo.
After reading the suicide note for the last time, he closed his eyes uneasily.
If possible, he would like to live another five hundred years.
I'm really unwilling... That place called Datang has just sent its credentials.
Didn’t he save the late Tang Dynasty from water and fire?
Soon, news of the emperor's death spread throughout the Mediterranean, and even the people of Tianzhu knew about it.
They danced and sang happily, and the plague emperor who launched the Great Expedition to Tianzhu was finally gone!
The deposed Roman Pope dragged his sick body and jumped out of bed. He finally survived longer than Oran, but three days later, he died of illness and sleepiness.
Today's pope is a Protestant pope supported by Yingluo.
Ulf in his nineties.
According to the last words of the late emperor, he respectfully addressed the deceased emperor as Emperor Gao.
His virtue is Zhao Zhao, and his actions are fierce and fierce, and he is also called Zhao Lie.
His full name is Emperor Zhaoliegao, Emperor Yingtaizu, or Emperor Yinggao.
This was the first Roman lord to bear the temple title.
Rumor has it that Emperor Gao came here to imitate Eastern customs.
Later Mediterranean monarchs all learned this good tradition.
But the two titles Zhaolie and Gaodi had become the most beautiful posthumous titles, and neither of them dared to use them.
"Having the style of a high emperor" is the best description that future generations of monarchs can get from history books.
When Ulf took the edict and greeted the Lord of the Empire in Paris, the other sons and grandsons were not happy.
Soon, the disciples and grandsons found a flaw in the successor.
The banner of resistance to the new king was burned from Asia Minor to Iceland.
The eight Dukes of the Ying Family all rose to one level.
Before Oran's death, he held on to the title of the kingdom that he had never set in his hands. After his death, the disciples happily created their own!
The Hachigong Rebellion, in less than half a year, became the Eight Kings Rebellion.
An era changes sometimes faster than people can imagine.
Peace and chaos only last a few years!
The Nine Sons Divide Yingluo and Fight for Britain!
The song goes like this.
Coupled with the subordinates who took advantage of every opportunity and the foreign dignitaries who were eliminated by the Gao Emperor,
From then on, we ushered in the troubled times of careerists and lunatics.
When the nine kings dyed the earth red, the bards said: White bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no cockcrow for thousands of miles.
Corpses and bones can be seen everywhere. From the most prosperous Paris to Aachen, not even a rooster crow was heard along the way!
There are more and more rebels.
One day, a farmer shouted out: General Yingluo would rather have the seed!
The European era, where people were only judged by their bloodline and origin, has taken a new turn.
The blood of the billions of people in the empire is boiling!
Ninety-five years later, a rebel leader who was a smuggler read these two sentences,
Take advantage of the chaos to enter Paris and bloodbath the new capital of the empire!
The fire burned for nineteen days!
The New King's Landing, which Emperor Gao spent all his resources to build, was just ruined...
The prosperity of the past has been buried, and everything is desolate and has no reason to look up.
The inner treasury was burned to ashes, and the public's bones were trampled on in the street!
Whether you agree or not,
The name Junlin has become the dust of history together with Emperor Gao.
...
When later generations were writing about this era, a certain British person wrote an English poem saying:
Ozu brought his sword to King's Landing, and the scorching red sun shone on England;
A dragon rises to form a great empire, and the golden crow flies to the center of the sky again.
Alas for the late Emperor Shao Haiyu, the red wheel crashed into the west near the Xianchi Lake.
The ministers have no plans and relatives are in trouble, and foreign rebels are living in the court.
The affairs of the world are endless, and the number of days is inescapable.
The prosperous age of Yingluo has become a dream, and future generations will complain in vain.
...
In the first two sentences, Olan ascended to the top, and then took a sudden turn and nine sons took over the throne.
Three or four sentences are about a certain son winning, the white eagle stained with blood flying into the sun again, and the empire once again regained its vitality.
Later, King's Landing was burned, and it was all up to the people with lofty ideals to defend the territory.
It has been passed down for decades that by the end of the Ying Dynasty, the fortunes of the British and Luo kingdoms were declining, just like the setting sun in the west.
Some ministers in the imperial court rebelled against their relatives, and later foreign mercenary warlords were recruited to occupy the capital.
The last four sentences vividly describe that the prosperous era is like dew, fleeting.
People today can only find a bit of past glory in the poet's sentences and complain about it.
...
A reader of the previous chapter left this chapter saying that he wanted to read the story of the nine sons taking over the heir apparent after the protagonist grows old.
If you have some time, just write a paragraph.
You don’t need to live to see it, you can see it now.
I'll satisfy you, the author is pretty good.
I may take a few days off, or I may not.
(As I said, if there is no update, it will automatically take a rest, so book friends don’t need to ask).
