Chapter 564: Imperial Capital
Looking at the crowds on the walls of Constantinople, they all began to prepare for defense.
On the protruding city walls, Constantinople's machine masters were preparing catapults, hoping to use dangerous stones to test the courage of the soldiers who claimed to have quelled the rebellion.
What is even more ridiculous is that both sides believed that they were the righteous side, and that killing and fighting each other was only for the good of Rome. Maybe, in such a confrontation, even God could not tell who was righteous and who was evil.
Such a magnificent momentum was in front of Marcian, but Luca was not in a hurry to attack. He also understood that the walls of Constantinople were too strong to be shaken by his own mortal strength.
Even if all the catapults were placed at the forefront of the army, Luca knew that this was just a tactic to scare the defenders in the city. In other words, if these dozens of catapults could penetrate and destroy the walls of Constantine, then Luca would really have to compete with Marcian to see who was more powerful.
Luca turned around and looked at the gorgeous carriage behind him. Liginiya was sitting upright on the seat, her face pale and she bit her lips tightly, as if she had never seen this proud princess so nervous.
She was like a young virgin waiting for a husband she had never met, with a mixture of first love and fear and uneasiness in her heart. Likinia had a little of both. Well, the fear was more.
Although she was surrounded by people, she still looked so lonely. Luca walked slowly to her side. Likinia looked at Luca with a half-smile on her face. She looked at Luca gently with a tender look that made people feel distressed.
Licinia probably had not expected that Luca would lead such a large number of troops to appear in Constantinople. She was quite surprised that Luca chose to obey the will in front of her former home.
"Luga, why?" Likinia's voice was trembling. She looked so shy, like a teenage virgin who didn't know much about the world. Who would believe that she was already a mother of two children with such a shy look? "Why, why are you looking at me like that?"
"That's the case, Liginia." Luca sighed and pointed to the city wall not far behind him and asked Liginia, "It seems that the guards of Constantinople do not welcome our arrival."
"They were also bewitched. These poor guys were deceived in the end. They all thought they were doing something righteous." Likinia looked at the soldiers trying to resist on the city wall and couldn't help but sighed. She looked very disappointed, but she raised her head stubbornly and looked at Luga. She deliberately said to Luga in a coquettish way: "You will definitely deal with them, right? At least for me..."
"Maybe, Augusta." Luca shook his head gently. He could hear the desire in Liginia's words, the desire to return to Constantinople. He seemed to understand why Liginia was like this and why she insisted again and again.
"What a woman who refuses to bow her head." Luca seemed to understand this much about Licinia. This poor woman regarded him as her savior and the only person she could rely on since the death of Theodosius.
She did so, and it did indeed arouse Luga's desire to protect.
In terms of beauty, Liginia was not a peerless beauty, but she was, after all, a pampered princess, the high and mighty Augusta. In any case, Luca subconsciously did not approve of Liginia's hardship and suffering.
She aroused Luca's desire to protect her. At the same time, human desire is like Pandora's box. Once it is opened, all good and bad things will pour out and cannot be taken back. Luca satisfied his desire with great fanfare and then went even further.
"That's right." Likinia continued, "I am a woman at the mercy of fate, with bizarre visions and incredible love. In the past, I sacrificed everything for my family and my country. Now it's time to take it back. No matter how treasonous it is, no matter how much I will be condemned by thousands of people."
"But you know I won't let this happen as long as I'm still able to do something."
Li Jinia's eyes flashed with light. How to describe it? It was probably surprise. "Is this your true face? Luka, God, I am so surprised that I, oh, I need to calm myself down, otherwise this surprise will suffocate me."
Likinia was like a child, almost jumping around. She stretched out her hand to smooth her heaving chest, then took a deep breath, and gusts of fragrant breeze gently caressed Luga's face.
Luca closed his eyes in enjoyment, and soon he opened them as if facing a great enemy, looked at Likinia, and said secretly in his heart: "You are right, it is really treasonous."
"So, what do you want to do next? I feel your love, just like smelling the fragrance of flowers covered with dew in the palace garden, pleasing my nose, and like feeling the water brushing over my body in the bath, making my body and mind happy. Yes, your love is materialized, making me intoxicated all the time, and I can't help myself."
This silly woman, like a young girl just beginning to fall in love, tried every possible means to express her love to her sweetheart. Although Luca appeared to be lukewarm on the surface, in his heart, although such sweet words could not make him extremely happy, he enjoyed it very much and was secretly delighted.
"I think it's time to go see your mother, Liginia." Luca continued, "This poor old woman must have suffered a lot in the hands of the rebels. At least we should play the role of heroes and save her, and save all the innocent people persecuted by the rebels."
Finally, he found a legitimate and self-justified reason for himself in this internal struggle. Not only did he get away with it, but he also became ruthless and determined.
"Andrew!" Luca turned around and called out loudly.
"What's wrong, Luke?"
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"Order the cavalry to mount their horses and prepare for battle!"
"Why cavalry? They can't climb such a tall wall!"
"When did I ever tell you that the cavalry must cross the city wall? Anyway, just do as I say!"
"Has Hermanus arrived?" Marcian had been standing on the city wall for quite some time and felt his legs were a little sore, but Luca had no intention of attacking at the moment, so even throwing two stones to show his attitude would be fine. He asked the officer beside him impatiently.
"I sent out two messengers to urge them, but they haven't come yet. Do we need to urge them again?"
“This damn old bastard!” Marcian roared, and he slapped the solid stone wall in front of him. He gritted his teeth and said indignantly: “I must have been too good to him, so he became arrogant. No, after this incident, I must teach this bastard a lesson and let him taste the wrath of Basilus!”
(End of this chapter)