Chapter 673 9.97

Chapter 673 97

Loki has always had a very clear understanding of his own strength.

He is not a human prodigy like Alexander the Great who has the power to reach the sky.

With his ability, it is already the limit to establish a Normandy Kingdom with a land area of ​​more than 2.6 million square kilometers.

Even the establishment of Normandy is not his own achievement, but because he has Ecbert, Bakambusi, Alfred and other sons of the plane who already exist in this era.

All he can do is to rely on his personal means and abilities to tightly surround this group of outstanding talents.

Of course, there is also a lot of luck in this.

The Normandy Kingdom, which has just been established for 13 years, cannot even unify the currency between different regions, not to mention the language and culture.

There is a complex chain of contempt within the four regions that make up the kingdom. The Slavs can't stand the Vikings, the Vikings can't stand the English, and the English think that the strong men from the north are robbers.

The French think they are born superior.

13 years ago, the weak Normandy was able to defeat France because the Duchy of France under the rule of Mutu, the King of the Earth Sea, was surrounded by enemies. A room full of dry firewood only needs one match to start a huge fire.

In the division of the Duchy of France, Loki was at best a behind-the-scenes promoter.

The real reason for the fall of the kingdom was the French people's greed without a bottom line.

In contrast, the Byzantines, who truly regarded business as their life, perfectly avoided this fatal mistake.

Unlike the French who exhausted all their resources and desperately squeezed all the surrounding countries. Roman merchants have a deeper understanding of the way of doing business. High profits once or twice are not what they pursue. What the Romans need is a stable cash flow that can flow for a long time.

In order to maintain the balance of the trade route, they would rather lose their own interests to maintain the stability of the trade route. Even the Tang merchants who believe in Confucianism may not be able to do this easily.

Although the Byzantine territory is small, the thousands of miles of fertile land outside the kingdom are full of their allies.

The young Kingdom of Normandy had absolutely no chance of winning against such a country. More than 30 years of experience also told him that when facing the Byzantine Empire, he could not wield an axe and try to fight his way out like he did 13 years ago against France.

Luck would not always be on his side.

When disaster strikes again, he must find another way.

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The dragon above his head was roaring and spewing flames, and the Roman sheriff still could not get close to the parliament.

It was not an easy task to dispatch the Crusaders back to the city. The sheriff, who bullied the gangsters all day long, obviously had no good way to deal with the fire-breathing dragon from the north.

During the period before the Crusaders returned to defend, Loki was safe.

He walked to the dying envoy and pulled up his bloody head.

"The respected envoy mentioned when reading the imperial edict that I should come up with a 'compensation plan' for you."

"To be honest, I really know how many of your buildings were destroyed and how many Roman citizens were killed by 'the attack I planned'.

There is no justice for a weak country.

Since you have put this hat on my head, the weak Normandy Kingdom can only do it."

"I have been thinking about this problem all the way to Constantinople."

"Everything that mortals pursue, such as gold, silver, women, and power, has no value in front of you.

Life is quite precious.

But then again

Even if I kill you all, what good will it do me? After 3 days, the angry Roman citizens will elect new senators and a new king.

This will not affect the operation of Byzantium at all, but will only create a powerful enemy for me out of thin air.

It's hard.

It's really hard. . .

The senators shivered as they looked at Loki, who was sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, like helpless chickens looking at bloodthirsty wolves. Loki spoke only words of respect, but they heard them as murderous intent.

The bloody corpse of the king, which was like a rag, was lying at his feet, and the dragon breathing fire above his head had already roasted the heavy marble dome with puffs of green smoke.

Behind them, the heavy blood axe was still embedded in the wall of the parliament hall, and the blood of the dead senators had spread to everyone's feet.

Roman senators stood in this parliament every day, discussing various bills and deciding the life and death of many people on this continent.

However, when death really happened in front of them, they found that so much blood could flow out of the warm human body.

Even an old man who was about to die.

"I don't have much ability. All I have learned is playing with guns and sticks, and tossing a few hands of farming. "

"I heard that our respected Mikhail III likes gladiatorial performances. Why don't I personally go down and present you with an unprecedented kingly gladiatorial performance."

"What do you think?"

As he spoke, Loki took off the narrow package he had been carrying on his back and slowly untied the thick fur on the outside.

Finally, a heavy stone sword was revealed.