As Constantine XI lamented over the passing of spring and autumn, Little Knife, Little Joel, and the others gradually came down from the city wall. Rudosen walked over to Li Qinwu and asked,
"Who's this guy? Why's he crying like that?"
Li Qinwu said quietly,
"He's the Constantine XI I told you about, Rome's last emperor.
"If I hadn't run fast enough just now, he would already have led his last personal guard to fight the Ottoman assault force to the death."
Approval appeared in Rudosen's eyes.
"Died in battle? Now that's a real man!"
After lamenting for a while, Constantine XI suddenly realized that whether Li Qinwu was an archangel sent by God or not, with a warrior like him present, there was a good chance he could defend the city!
Thus, Constantine XI immediately offered Li Qinwu generous rewards.
"Mighty warrior of Sinai! Since you have come here, it must be God's will!
"For the sake of the fact that we both come from lands of civilization, please use your invincible strength to drive out these barbarians!
"Afterward, I shall appoint you commander of the Adeptus Custodes and grant you one hundred pounds of gold. I will also give you a princess in marriage and make you Grand Duke of Constantinople!"
Envy flashed through the Arab merchant's eyes, and he hurriedly translated.
After hearing the translation, Li Qinwu shook his head.
"Tell this emperor that a roof beam is not gnawed into rotten wood by termites in a single day. When the house collapses, perhaps he should think carefully about when the first termite entered.
"The enemy's army of two hundred thousand has already reached the walls of Constantinople, this last royal capital. Isn't it a bit too wishful to expect me alone to turn the tide?"
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